The Witch King, who is full of scientific experiment spirit, is accustomed to using efficiency to measure the value of an individual, so Xu Yichen, with a variable identity, makes many Witch Kings very uncomfortable. In the past thousand years, these Witch Kings have encountered the only two forces that cannot be predicted by calculations are Chaos and Tyran Zergs. Now their blacklist has added Xu Yichen.

"Do you really think that such a simple-minded individual will become an anomaly that the Chaos Evil God cannot count into quantitative anomalies?" The Witch King Saruman looked at the Serris who were constantly killing below on the platform: "In just a few hours of observation, I can simulate a corresponding model. If I can get his past records in his own world, I can even simulate a virtual personality that is 95% similar to him. By setting up the external environment, I can simulate his choice and behavior patterns in different situations. Humans are just a little more complex animals, and they are not even more complicated than Tyran Zergs."

"From a rational point of view, you are not wrong. To us, he is as simple as a two-dimensional plane figure. I don't need to build a model. I know that I shouted at attention. Even if the knife was placed on my neck, he would react subconsciously." King Wu Li Dan smiled: "But our view is not important. What is important is that he should not exist in this world."

"We are already a closed and closed space, and he is like a cold water drop falling into a oil pan, breaking the never-changing cycle of the world. We must use his existence to splash the oil flowers. Even if we cannot create the world, we will still burn the few people who are fucked with scars on their faces." The tone of the witch Li Dan was full of longing: "And, he may not be just a drop of water. What if he is a bowl of water, or even a stone? Breaking this old pot and letting the world be completely broken is our only hope."

"I trust you, so I stand on your side." The Witch King Saruman shook his head and said freely: "But convince others that it will never go so smoothly, because before we see victory, we will all die, without magic and psychic energy, we are like rootless water."

"How can there be immortality in the world without cost? In order to maintain our lives, we have desolated the entire continent. What is the meaning of such a life?" The witch king Li Dan said freely: "In any case, I am ready to sleep forever. We live until now, not to be worshipped or awe. The sacrifice of the whole world has made the so-called witch king. Our innate comes with mission and original sin. We come to bring hope to human civilization. Now dying for hope is the best ending I can imagine."

"It seems you have made up your mind." The Witch King Saruman remained silent.

"Yes, if someone wants to live a life of silence for his own selfish desires, I will definitely make them pay the price." The voice of the witch king Li Dan came from behind the mask, like the eternal cold wind. No one knows how many moves this may have set up in the New World.

Xu Yichen mechanically cut and slashed the Zerg individual in front of him. No matter how vicious the other party had, it would be smashed in front of the [War Disaster] big sword, and the chitin armor was ruthlessly cut by metal.

However, just like the sarcasm that Denx kept sending: "Are you just able to wave swords at these wooden men who can't move? This is so boring. If I had an eight hundred-year-old grandmother, I could do this job as well as you!"

Xu Yichen hasn't heard the mockery of Torx for a while. It has been afraid of the pain brought by [Blood Burning Moment] before, but as time goes by, this rather clever bloodthirsty person has established a slight friendship between his performance and Xu Yichen. With Torx's cunning, it quickly grasped Xu Yichen's bottom line. The other party will not torture him for no reason, because it does not conform to Xu Yichen's values.

Therefore, Hox can always cleverly grasp the point that Xu Yichen doesn't care so much, feel happy about his mouth, and vent the loneliness and anger deep in his soul.

It now realizes that it will never go back to the Asian Space. Like these players, Dex is just a shadow of past history. In the Asian Space, there is another great bloodthirsty man named Dex constantly roaring his reputation.

And it will become a memory of the real Tex as soon as it returns to subspace, which is something Tex would never accept. Even if it is just a shadow, it hopes that the longer it will exist, the better.

The insects on the metal platform were endless. Xu Yichen killed from the east to the west, leaving a path of flesh and blood on the platform. Then the Zerg corpses that had lost their lives were quickly absorbed by the metal platform under their feet. With the flash of summoning spells, the new insects had filled the gap before Xu Yichen turned around.

Compared with the scale of the Yama Club, the Witch Kings are the experts who truly turn killing into industry. The entire system was jointly created by several Witch Kings. The Witch King Saruman once used this system to create a feat of capturing 300,000 Zerg individuals in one day.

And in the past few hours, Xu Yichen only killed 1,271 insects.

"With his individual strength, this is already amazing efficiency." Although the Witch King Saruman said this, the man shook his head: "But this is not enough. Even if he is a foreigner, it will be too long to advance to the legend by using this method."

"Don't use our standards to measure their Saruman. Think about how long it took you to be promoted from an apprentice to a legend when you were not the Witch King?" Witch King Li Dan held a cup of tea and looked at Xu Yichen who had never stopped below: "It took him less than two years to enter this world, from a mortal to this point now."

"It took me thirty-two years from contact with magic to advance to legend. Do we have thirty-two years to wait for him?" The Witch King Saruman took a while to recall the memories of when he was not the Witch King.

"Don't be so impatient. Thirty-two years have indeed grown a little longer. I still remember that I heard the truth at the beginning of the month and realized the truth at the end of the month. I think he has great potential, and one month is enough." The witch king Li Dan leisurely tasted the tea transformed from the cup. What he drank was not tea, but the memories of drinking this tea back then.

The Witch King Saruman pointed at Li Dan as if he was swallowing an egg raw and never said anything again.
Chapter completed!