C233 Xu Dong is finally back (2) (2/2)

”I'm writing, you write a book, the two of us can say that this world belongs to us.” Waving a smile and seeing the bright future, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, ”Hahaha, this life, is definitely very fulfilling.”

”That's right, that's right. In the future, we will become the leaders of the literary world and begin our long gaming life!” The storybook revealed a hint of reverence, then suddenly discovered that a flower of blood was floating in the air. It was rather gorgeous in his eyes. He said, ”It's really beautiful, peerlessly beautiful!”

These blood flowers were so beautiful that it was intoxicating. Not too long after, they gradually entered into the drama. The world was full of cruelty. Were it really that difficult for the two of them to become a cultured person?

The writer turned his head. The man was holding a piece of green brick. He smashed it onto the storybook's head, causing blood to spurt out. ”Why did you hit him?”

”This person is so cultured and incomprehensible, but I feel like he is a salted fish with dreams, so I want to beat him up!”

This person's words made so much sense that even his writing was almost moved. However, his anger had not been released and he could not help but shout towards the sky, ”The heavens are unfair, the heavens are unfair!”

Pow!

A hand smashed onto his shoulder, and then, the storyteller stood up, and a book suddenly appeared in his hand. He muttered to himself, and slowly became louder and louder, and then a crack appeared on the head of the person in front.

The voice that rang out wasn't a beautiful melody, but an instant of death. His throat was twitching, and with a single sentence, he killed the person who ambushed him.

On the other hand, Wen Wen called out a pen. The pen was smiling, as if it was giving a mocking smile to the people who were rushing over.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The three sounds of writing transformed into a sword, a spear, and a scythe!

His magic technique was too terrifying. In an instant, he wrote two words, one for each character.

KILL, KILL, KILL!

No matter what came out of it, it was enough to produce a killing object. That instant of disappearance was completely gone without a trace of flesh and blood. It was completely annihilated and was far more terrifying than just writing.

They kept rushing out of the beasts and devouring the Homo sapiens. They kept finding and devouring the people in the city.

It was only when a sword fell from the sky and a person stood before them that the purgatory in this world stopped. This person was too terrifying. Even if the two of them worked together, they still might not be able to kill him.

”Who are you? Why must you protect these people who do not know how to appreciate it! ” He was proficient in soul attacks, and writing was an existence that seemed to be a summoner. With just a brush, he would be able to support the entire country.