Dress up as a little demon patrolling the mountains in Shituoling, and you will die under the stick of Sun Wukong when you appear!
Lin Feng looked at himself in the mirror with the beast's head on his head, and then at the figure at the foot of the mountain carrying the golden cudgel. His whole body felt numb.
What about the system you agreed on? Where's the promised golden finger? !
"Ding! It has been detected that the host is facing a certain death plot..."
The system is finally here! Lin Feng was ecstatic.
But the next second, the cold mechanical voice continued: "Task released: Erase variable L-9527 - the host yourself."
Do I kill myself? !
There's something wrong with this system!
It turned out that the Three Realms he was in was actually a giant observation experiment.
The gods and Buddhas in the sky are actors, Journey to the West for Buddhist scriptures is the script, and he is the experimental subject No. 9527 Destined to be eliminated.
Then flip the table.
Devour the inheritance of ancient demon gods, refine the forbidden bloodline, and build a city of ten thousand demons.
Lingshan said I disturbed the way of heaven? Heaven decrees a demon?
Then I will fight all the way, from Shituoling to Beiju Luzhou, from the cold prison of the underworld to the ninth heaven!
Until I stood on the top of Lingshan Mountain, facing the golden body of Tathagata Buddha.
Until the way of heaven manifested itself in front of me, indifferently pronouncing the verdict: "Variables, clear them."
I laughed.
"Purge me?"
"Do you know why I can survive until now?"
"Because every desperate situation you arrange becomes a step under my feet."
"All the chess pieces you planted have become weapons for me to fight back."
"Even this so-called system—"
I raised my hand, and Chaos Thunder exploded in my palm.
"It's just the first stepping stone for me to ascend to the holy throne!"
