Drugs, drugs!

Being intoxicated, be intoxicated!

Although its researchers initially made this world-famous drug with the goal of curing diseases and saving lives, some people soon discovered that the benefits of this thing to be used to treat and save people are definitely better than to use it to some people. Even at some moments, it is also good to give it to the military as a "chicken blood". How do you think the "chicken blood" skill points of the machine gunners at the bottom of human beings in StarCraft came from?

But this thing has a disadvantage. If it is a slight excessive amount, it will cause excessive illusion, that is, the delusion of persecution, and always feel that any movement, even if the sound of a leaf falling to the ground, is someone who will kill him.

At the beginning, the orcs widened their eyes and found that the blood elf habitually grabbed the ice blades with them. The blades removed from the cutting machine in the factory and the sharp blades made the orcs a little alert.

So the orc shouted angrily: "What are you doing?" After that, he also grabbed his weapons. The two of them looked at each other, squirting angry and tense.

Among them, the Taurus was the Taurus. He seemed to be very tired and said, "What are you doing?" After that, he wanted to hold on to the blood elves who were still in full spirit alert. Let's discuss what happened together. He only remembered that he was patrolling the streets before, and then something seemed to have happened. He didn't remember that the Taurus was involved in various herbs all day long. Speaking of which, this drug had the least impact on them. At least at the speed at which the medicine took effect, it was the best resistance.

However, you can't resist the blood elves' suspicion at this time. This tauren doesn't look like a good person. He had been holding hands with this orc before, but he knew each other before. Now he is here on Earth. This is to jointly destroy oneself. Well, it must be like this. It must be like this. Conspiracy, conspiracy. Why did the orc chief Thrall ask all races to patrol? He has to kill them one by one.

There is no way. For people who are thinking about it, even if you give them delicacies, he still feels that he is harming him. Well, that's it.

Thrall did bad things well, and the consequence of patrolling the team was that these people did not know each other before, so they should not do bad things together to harass humans. But the disadvantage was that they did not know each other's interpersonal relationships. The blood elves because the taurus warrior helped the orcs catch him and let the orcs blew his belly open. So he turned around and cut the knife from the Mitsubishi Heavy Industries Arsenal in Japan directly cut open the taurus' belly, digging a huge hole, and even seeing the organs inside.

"What are you doing!" The orc found out that something was wrong. Is this a conspiracy? Anyway, the Taurus was killed like this, so he had to be a very excellent spellcaster to save him. And these patrol soldiers at the bottom of the class did not have this ability. But now, the most urgent task is this blood elf. He suddenly killed someone, so there must be something wrong.

The orc raised his weapon and aimed it at the blood elf. The blood elf did not show any weakness. His medicine gradually evaporated. At the most exciting moment, he felt that his strength was no longer an ordinary soldier. He could completely act as a position such as a commander, a ranger, and the like. Those who were officials in the past were too indifferent, so they were not.

He didn't feel that it was a big deal to stab the Tartar, but instead felt a surge of excitement and excitement in his heart. This feeling of conquest and killing greatly stimulated his adrenaline secretion, and felt as if he was blessed by a god, and his whole body was filled with strength.

He only glanced at the Taurus who was lying on the ground and covered his stomach in surprise. The Taurus found that he was not so panicked about the fact that his stomach was being dug open, and even had a certain amount of pleasure. As for the pain, it had been suppressed to the lowest point, and there was no scream.

The orcs and blood elves' weapons were getting closer and closer. The others, the trolls and the undead, also touched their swords. Only the goblins at the edge did not say a word, and their little eyes were synapsed, as if they had been confused by the current situation.

Suddenly, he felt a burst of blood boiling, and the orc shouted, "Kill you!" Then, the blade had already slashed away with great momentum. He made a move with great opening and closing, as if he had endless power to support his body.

On the other hand, the blood elves began to fight with the orcs madly, and the trolls and the undead next to them suddenly looked at each other.

Well, the Queen of the Undead seems to have been a blood elves before, so the undead clan and the blood elves are always very close. Well, why did the undead point at me with a sword? I understand that these two guys want to kill us. Well, I know that these guys are unreliable.

Why is this fool-like troll looking at me like this, and looking at my vital points? No, this guy wants to kill me, no, I want to take action first, I am the undead, I have died once, and if I die, who can resurrect me?

It is no longer possible to explore who took the first strike first, but after the first strike, the second strike, the third strike, the orcs and the blood elves, all the survivors who came to Earth after countless battles were chased by the Burning Legion, and the strong men who had been screened once were not screened. There was no parallel. After fighting against each other, the undead and the troll were also excited and fought each other. Only the goblin seemed to be standing there without moving, as if he was still talking, applauding and shouting, "Okay, okay, kill one."

They fought for no reason, but they were also very organized. They were not fighting dizzyly, but killing in an orderly manner. Suddenly, the orc sold a flaw and stabbed the blood elf's blade from his armpit. However, he was cut into countless scars with his arm, clamped the blade, and then stabbed it into the blood elf's chest with a knife.

"Puchi!" Blood gushed out, and the blood elf seemed to feel nothing. He felt that there was a lot of blood on the orc in front of him. He was confused and understood that his vitality had been broken. He suddenly stopped holding back his hands. The knife in his hand slanted everything, lifting up from the orc's armpit. This time, the orc showed a trace of flaw, and was cut directly from the shoulder to the shoulder, and countless blood flowed out, but with the help of the medicine, they didn't feel at all.

When the pain was in pain, they were still beating wildly. A long sword was inserted into the chest of the blood elf, and the orcs' arms fell down, which was evenly matched. They could have saved themselves quickly or called for help, but at this time, they had long no idea of ​​the pain, forgot to die, and sacrificed their lives, almost achieving the highest effect of bloodthirsty techniques. They just started to kill desperately, and the weapons in their hands had fallen, so they started fighting with empty hands. The more they beat, the faster the blood flowed in their bodies.

Pain is not good, but pain is a protective mechanism of the human body. It reminds the brain that wherever it is hurt, it is necessary to quickly change the situation and respond to it. It has important biological significance. It is the internal warning system of the organism, which can cause a defensive reaction and has a protective effect. If you feel a fever, you will find a way to cool down. If you feel pain, you will naturally study it.

But I can't feel the pain, so I can't feel the death gradually approaching until the blood is gone and the person is approaching a coma.

Feeling the end of life in an infinite pleasure may be a kind of happiness.

On the other side, the troll warrior felt something was wrong. The Taurus, who was closest to the race, and the orc, had fallen to the ground, and the fight between himself and the undead warrior was also bloody. The undead used two short short swords, which agilely avoided his long sword. Every time the two sides confronted each other, they could bring a scar on the other party's body. The blood did not flow out in large quantities like orcs and blood elves, but it was a little bit bloody, but it could feel fear, panic, and the biggest threat. Instead, the goblin who was talking to himself on one side was muttering, "gold mine", "gold brick", "wealth", and constantly twitching his limbs, as if there was something in front of him.

There was a constant voice in the troll's mind, reminding him that it was time to leave and to ask for rescue. Each team of patrolmen carried a scroll made by a wizard. The scroll could be opened anytime and anywhere, and a signal would appear directly in the sky. As long as the signal was turned on, it only required a very fast speed and thousands of troops could arrive soon.

However, he seemed unable to control his body. When each knife was swung out, the sound of wind caused by the collision and touch of the short sword hitting the undead's hands. After slashing the undead, the pleasure of bringing out a piece of minced flesh was all unexciting.

Why does life like killing so much?

In the evolutionary history of modern humans, there was once a "companion" called Neanderthals. Well, of course, humans themselves called their ancestors, Homo sapiens, but 24,000 years ago, these Neanderthals disappeared. Of course, the reason is that compared with similar people, the ancestors of modern humans, Homo sapiens, were much more kind and docile.

Well, then there is a fight, and then there are Neanderthal skeletons and other studies by the descendants of Homo sapiens and humans.

Any, I mean one of the reasons why any mainstream nation exists in the world is that they have sufficient combat power, fighting, good at fighting, and have perseverance.

Whether it was the Chinese who dominated East Asia from the Yellow River, or the Anglo-Saxons, the Franks and Germans who were branched out of the Black Forest of Nordic Europe, they were all those in that era, which gradually grew from a small tribe, and their descendants ruled a large area of ​​territory in the world and created countless groups of civilizations.

Like the earth, in the tribal world, those who can survive must be the ones who can fight the most and like to fight the most.

The blood of warriors is also flowing in the blood of the trolls. The war has begun and will never retreat. This is the truth.

But his blood has already flowed out too much.

Blood is the most important thing in human life. The powerlessness of excessive blood loss and the excitement of the drugs and the confusion made him finally stand in place and no longer attack the undead. He just looked at it seriously. There was no good piece of meat on the undead's body. It was already like a dead body. After being destroyed like this, the body fluids continued to flow out, many bones were exposed, and some places were even blackened.

The troll himself was not very good either. He looked down and looked there. His body was covered in blood. He seemed to be no longer doing anything. He wanted to pick up the scroll behind him, call for help urgently, and then wanted to take out the first aid kit on his body to treat him, but it was too late.

In Shibuya, where men and women were having fun, and countless men and women were yuepao, Shibuya, where countless men and underage girls, was covered with blood. The treacherous belly was digging open and the internal organs were flowing all over the ground. However, relying on their tenacious vitality, they were struggling to look at the sky. The blood elves and orcs were greatly traumatized and had already widened their eyes. The undead and trolls who had exhausted their physical strength and blood were lying on the ground and could no longer fight. From beginning to end, they never called for pain.

Among them, the goblin who has the weakest willpower and likes material money the most is nothing. He didn't know what was going on in front of him, but he kept laughing and laughing, telling various topics of wealth and how to enjoy it after getting rich. He also knew that his other companions had fallen to the ground, no sound, they were already dead or about to die, but were not moved at all. Instead, he clapped his hands and said, "Everything is dead, all dead, treasures and treasures are my own. It's great, everyone is dead."

The scene was very terrifying and funny. In the scene of death, there was a little man laughing and laughing. Even when Wang Jie was holding a telescope and observing these in the high building in the distance, he couldn't help but have a cold war. This is the kind of enzyme secreted by the human body caused by the drug, and the hormones, which brought the power to make several people who should have fought side by side, protect each other, handed their backs to each other, and even died for the others.

They were comrades-in-arms.

That's it. As many people think, feelings and emotions between humans are the products of various enzymes. Dopamine brings love, xx brings desire, etc.

Will I be controlled like this? Just like Angel once said, giving a pair of men and women at will and controlling the secretion of dopamine in their bodies can create love. Is this the fate that creatures cannot escape? Although they have their own consciousness, they are ultimately based on their own body. When the body secretes various enzymes that control emotions, how do you fight against your body?

In this way, fighting against his own body is the ultimate path to evolution. Wang Jie looked at the goblin standing there and thought about it. As expected, this guy was the last one who lived, with the worst body and the lowest resistance to drug. He shook his head and smiled, knowing that there was nothing to see next, so he turned over and left.
Chapter completed!