He was tall, wearing a bird's beak mask, wearing a blood-stained white coat, and carrying a fire ax in his hand. Behind him was a body of flesh that seemed to make people lose their senses.

Behind this guy.

He was also followed by a huge group of hunched headless people with dry skin and sharp fingers, silently following behind, which was extremely terrifying.

And the smell of blood is transmitted from there.

this...

What the fuck is this monster?!

After noticing that the other person's eyes were focused on him.

Fu Hou's body was shaking more and more violently.

This time it's not excitement...but fear!

The two looked at each other for only a few seconds.

The next second.

He saw the monster that was still walking slowly suddenly stagnated, and then rushed over like a madman, its flesh sprouts dancing wildly, and the group of headless people following behind it were also walking in an extremely deformed and twisted way.

Way to rush.

"grass!"

Fu Hou cursed loudly, and the excitement that was still on his cheeks completely disappeared. Without saying a word, he mobilized all his strength and ran forward with his teeth bared.

As the saying goes.

The soft ones are afraid of hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of life-threatening ones, and the life-threatening ones are afraid of crazy ones!

And this guy behind him.

You can tell just from the strange shape of his body and the wildly dancing flesh buds behind him.

This guy is definitely a complete lunatic!

Fu Hou always thought that he was mentally abnormal enough for wearing this monkey mask, but this one was even more damn heavyweight!

Ever since.

When the other party starts to take steps to chase you.

Without any hesitation, he immediately spread his legs and started sliding wildly, the wind was blowing!

With ape-like flexibility.

In this jujube forest.

Fu Monkey's movements are particularly vigorous, as if he is like a fish in water, moving quickly among the branches.

At the same time, he looked back from time to time, until he saw the opponent's figure gradually widening the gap, and then he slowed down slightly after being covered by dense trees.

Look up and look forward.

It was a swamp, with bubbles popping out from time to time in the dark green sticky swamp, and the bones of certain creatures could be seen lying nearby.

obviously.

There's something not right about this thing.

After Fu Hou was silent for a few seconds, a vine appeared in his hand, wrapping around a relatively thick branch. He hooked and pulled it, and then he jumped up and started to swing. At the same time, he lifted up with both hands.

It fell on the branch.

Done all this.

He couldn't help but glance back, and after confirming that the monster hadn't followed, he paused to rest for a while.

Oh shit...

Why are there such perverted players?!

Thinking back to that thrilling moment just now.

Fu Hou couldn't help but cursed again.

At any rate, I have gone through two dungeons.

There are quite a few players he has encountered, but this is the first time he has seen such a weird guy.

He wasn't even sure whether it was a player or the product of a strange being in a certain copy taking over his body.

At the beginning.

Fu Hou also planned to end the game by killing all other players and becoming the only survivor, but now it seems...

This method will definitely not work.

during rest,

gradually...

A bunch of black shadows gradually appeared in the jujube forest in front of them. If you squinted your eyes carefully, you saw that it was the terrifying player whose body was covered with flesh sprouts, and the group of headless people following the player like little brothers.

And in front of them is the swamp.

Fu Hou originally planned to leave...

But after seeing this scene, he suddenly became interested.

Needless to say, the danger of this swamp can be seen from the white bones all over the ground. When he used the vines to get up just now, the hundreds or thousands of ink-colored arms that emerged from the ground were unbearable just by looking at them.

My scalp is numb, if I was really pulled by this dark arm...

Just thinking about it.

Suddenly.

The player wearing the beak mask suddenly spoke a bunch of obscure words.

Like some kind of prayer with a passionate melody, it keeps popping up. Each character seems to have formed a substance, falling in the ears, turning into seeds and taking root deeply in the brain, absorbing the continuous growth of people's reason, even if

Even if I cover my ears, I can still feel the melody repeating in my mind.

The granulation is dancing wildly.

Under this prayer that seemed to come from the abyss of hell.

The swamp that was originally undulating began to riot at this moment. Countless ink-colored arms that had been lurking in the swamp began to grow out. The violent movement could be felt even from a long distance away...

This is not a swamp...

It's a group of monsters disguised as swamps.

The devoured animals, or humans, became their best weapons, and they all stood up densely.

....

....

Feel the vibrations in the ground.

Li Yan watched as all these swamp monsters, which were dozens of times taller than him, stood up and continued chanting prayers without any trouble.

Their expressions gradually became distorted.

They were making heart-rending wails and screams.

They were staring at the man who kept uttering prayers, and their expressions gradually became violent. A swamp monster couldn't hold it back and rushed over with a howl.

Li Yan still stared at the other person without any expression. When he approached, he took out the fire ax and enchanted it.

"Roar!!!"

The swamp monster's mouth opened like an abyss, and countless ink-colored palms stretched out from it.

An ax fell.

Take the split mouth as the center point.

A trace like a blazing mark quickly spread from the head to the tail.

"Click..."

Now it's not just the mouth that's cracked.

Even the whole body split into two halves.

Li Yan stepped on the dirty blood on the ground and walked forward step by step with the fire ax. The flesh sprouts behind him continued to change with the control of his mind, forming a weapon like a scorpion's tail, pointing at the fearful figure in front of him.

And some trembling swamp monsters.

"Do not move."

He whispered something, and the flesh sprouts suddenly penetrated into the body of the swamp monster, forcing it to kneel down, and then stepped on its head step by step.

Just like a marching soldier putting the reins on his beloved horse.

However, the person riding on his favorite horse was not a soldier, but a pagan with fleshy flesh behind him and chanting prayers in his mouth.

And what was put on the reins was not a horse, but a huge monster that had swallowed countless lives.

And behind him, there were a group of hunched headless people standing.

far away.

Looking at this situation is so weird that it makes people's scalp numb.
Chapter completed!