Chapter 120 The System is Angry
She felt like she was in a nightmare from which she couldn't escape.
As the battle progressed, Jiang Jiang gradually lost control of himself.
Her body and mind were completely immersed in this bloody battle, as if she had become a ruthless killing machine.
In the system space, countless red alarm lights were flashing wildly, accompanied by sharp and piercing alarm sounds, and the entire space was shaking.
These warning lights are everywhere, and the walls, ceilings and ground are all covered with their dazzling light.
Like a group of hungry beasts, they constantly issued warnings, making people feel indescribable tension and fear.
The host has encountered an emergency situation beyond the system's capabilities!
The system was seen frantically typing away on the keyboard, its eyes fixed on the screen, and beads of sweat seemed to have appeared on its non-existent forehead.
Its fingers flew up and down on the keyboard like a dragonfly flapping its wings, leaving strange afterimages.
The system was working desperately, making a constant "beeping" sound, as if conveying some important information to the host.
It frantically tried every possible method to get it back, whether it was ginger or embroidery needles.
This made the system very busy, but it dared not relax at all, because it knew that at this moment that determined the life and death of the host, any mistake could lead to irreversible consequences.
The system attempted to recall while trying to communicate with the host.
[Host! Host! Can you hear me? Can you hear me? If you can, please answer! Host! ]
The system gritted its teeth and cursed.
If I had known, I would not have given that elf to the host!
Bitch! How dare you attack the host!
The host is right, it is garbage!
Grass!
It’s a shame that the system treats it like a treasure!
Give me back my host!
Give me back my gentle, considerate and extremely intelligent host!
Embroidery Needle: It's unfair! It was Ye Chacha who tampered with the refining process and implanted her soul into the spirit core.
The system continued to call the host over and over again, its voice revealing anxiety.
The space alarm never stopped and was sharp and piercing.
It is impossible to recall him. There is no way to recall him.
No matter how hard the system tries, it cannot recall the host.
The connection between them seemed to be severed by some force, causing the host to completely lose its response.
The system is like a lost child, lonely and helpless, frantically searching for the host in the vast void.
It tried every possible way to reestablish connection with its host, but all was in vain.
As time passed, the system became more and more anxious.
It realized that the elves could not be used immediately after being refined.
Still needs to be domesticated.
It closed its eyes and began to blame itself.
Therefore, the system decided to mobilize all available resources and energy to launch a full-scale search operation.
During this process, it constantly analyzes, infers, and guesses, hoping to find clues and locate the host.
Only by finding its host can it avoid having its memory destroyed, re-enter reincarnation, and continue to bind to the next host.
It has finally chosen a host from among the vast crowd, and it doesn't want to wander alone anymore.
The four killers were covered in blood and wounds, and were almost dead.
The wounds on their bodies were hideous and blood was constantly gushing out of them.
These blood holes seemed to be torn open deliberately, and blood was flowing out.
If they continue like this, they will die from excessive blood loss sooner or later.
Seeing that their bodies could not move and they could only stare with their eyes wide open, feeling their lives slipping away bit by bit, in order to survive, they lowered their proud heads and begged Jiang Jiang for mercy.
