Chapter 251: Two Famous Fools of Horror and Nightmare
"it..."
who is it?
Leviathan?
Or is it what you are resisting?
Yunfan opened his mouth to ask.
But when the chainsaw said the words "source of suffering", the inquiry no longer made any sense.
He took a deep breath, then exhaled it, and then looked at the chainsaw with a scrutinizing gaze, as if he had just touched it.
This guy,
Once again, he was impressed.
turn out to be,
The resisters are not powerless when facing the source of suffering.
they,
You can even reap the fruits of victory at the source of suffering!
"Hehe! Of course, it's possible that it's not just that. You might as well be more bold in your imagination!"
The sound of a chainsaw interrupted the stranger's thoughts.
As the words entered his ears, Yunfan's breathing stagnated.
More than just a source of suffering?
Could it be that,
Leviathan also...
"At first, I
It barely retains part of its present...and future..."
matter,
It goes without saying at this point.
"So, this question of quality..."
According to what Chainsaw said, Yunfan already had a rough guess about Yunfan's psychology, but he still wanted to confirm whether this guess was accurate.
"Hehehehehehehehe!"
But the chainsaw just grinned crazily and did not answer.
This time the stranger finally understood the mood of his opponents.
This laughter seems to have the power to make people instantly angry,
so annoying!
"Damn it!"
At this time, Chainsaw's brows suddenly tightened,
"It turns out you set a trap here."
Catching Yunfan's gaze, it explained: "Breaking the rules requires paying a price."
"But because it crossed the line first, Baiwu and I ignored it."
The sound of the chainsaw quickly weakened until it completely disappeared.
The reflection in the mirror returns to normal.
"cost..."
Yunfan rubbed his chin, savoring these two words.
Combining the previous conversation between Chainsaw and Bai Wu, as well as Chainsaw's explanation just now, he came up with a rough idea of what happened.
According to common sense, the previous game could not have happened in Rainbow City, but should have been pulled into a place where the King of Lava had an advantage.
But for some reason, the White Mist Ghost's subconscious dragged the Snow King and the Lava King into its dream.
But the King of Lava should be blessed by the source of suffering, so there must be some kind of extra bonus when the Shadow of Time enters the scene.
This is undeniable,
Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the Shadow of Time could come near him in the vast sea of people.
then,
In order to keep Leviathan's heart fragment and fight back, he was also killed by the chainsaw in the game. He was able to spy on other players' templates. This was probably what the chainsaw said was against the rules.
Also, when the Shadow of Time approached him, the sponsorship he received from the column might be because the owner of the dream, Bai Wu, had opened another trap for him.
And without its help, the Ice and Snow King might not be able to protect Leviathan's heart fragment at all, so Bai Wu chose to support the Ice and Snow King.
From this point of view, the White Mist Ghost should also be a rebel.
Yunfan also had some speculation in his mind as to why the weapon skin was of gray and dilapidated quality.
This may be due to the fact that the first additional attribute is one of the powers deprived of the source of suffering and is therefore not recognized by it.
tomato
Then it was deemed as useless by the system, which affected the quality rating!?
no way,
With insufficient known conditions, Yunfan could only rely on guesswork.
After waiting for a while, the chainsaw was still out of contact, so Yunfan stopped waiting. He clicked on the chat box of the third-rate routine, and Yunfan sent him a private message.
【Stranger: Come!】
Then, Yunfan flicked over a custom game invitation.
...
light flashed,
Open your eyes for third-rate routines.
"Why are you looking for me?" He slumped down on the bench and looked at the clown opposite, "A one-on-one challenge?"
but...
The stranger didn't answer.
It just pressed the start button directly after both of them selected their characters and added an NPC to the escapees camp.
"Is this going to be another solo?"
After the start, I came near the stranger with a lot of questions and a third-rate routine.
However, the sight before him made him confused.
The stranger cornered the fugitive NPC in a corner, and kept cutting him down, picking him up, making him break free, cutting him down again, picking him up, breaking free, and so on.
"What are you playing at?" The third-rate routine became more and more fascinating. "If there is no serious business, I will go play ranked. This old boy of third-rate prediction is still waiting for me."
"Don't worry." At the same time, the strange clown holding the light saw finally stopped and said, "Here, take a stab at me."
"Ah good..."
As soon as the Captain spoke, the clown's saw had already slashed down.
"Oh! Thick thick!"
An unexpected and severe pain came, and the third-rate routine's entire face instantly turned as bright red as a tomato.
"This is...80% pain level? No, it's the full pain level from the beginning!"
"Okay, you can get out."
Before he could ask what the familiar pain was about, the hateful clown dismissed the room.
...
In a waiting hall,
The third-rate routine walked out with his head lowered and his eyes slightly dull.
"What's wrong?" The third-rate prejudgment looked at his captain, "What does the strange clown want from you?"
"This..." Hearing this, the third-rate routine suddenly raised his head, his eyes lit up brightly, and he smiled mysteriously, "It has created something that has a special sense of the times. Let me practice with it."
"A sense of time? What do you mean?" asked the third-rate prejudgment.
"I won't tell you." The captain shook his head, "If you want to know, why don't you just try to find it yourself?"
"Then wait for me and I'll go take a look."
The third-rate prejudgment quit the team and hurried over in a hurry.
"Hmm!"
The captain looked at the waiting hall where one person was missing, and his mysterious smile suddenly changed.
become...
Very obscene.
...
five minutes later,
The third-rate prediction returned to the waiting hall without saying a word.
"How's it going? How's it going?" The third-rate routine approached, like a shark smelling blood, "How was the experience? Doesn't it feel like you haven't seen it for a long time?"
"Is this what you call a period thing?"
Third-rate prediction clenched his fists.
Damn it!
If you believe this unreliable captain who talks about running a train, you are really in trouble!
"Yes!" Third-rate routine blinked innocently, "The original 100% pain level, isn't it very contemporary? It reminds me of those passionate youth years..."
"What a youth!" The third-rate prediction was furious, "Did you two collude in advance? This bastard, the strange clown, tricked me into choosing a blank slate role as soon as I entered."
"It blocked the alley and tortured me for more than three minutes!"
"It's a shame that I foolishly believed you two. You two are notorious liars among the Horror Dream Demons!"
"Calm your mind, calm your mind."
The captain expressed his relief by putting one hand behind his back and stretching out the other hand to wave.
"good."
Third-rate prediction gathered all expressions.
The two continued to form a duo queue.
During the waiting period, the third-rate judge was one step ahead of the others, and directly stole the new role that the captain had been practicing recently.
"Give me back! Give me back!"
Third-rate routines tugged at the sleeves of the team members.
only,
He knew that nothing he said would work.
"hehe..."
The third-rate prediction sneered and left a shoe print on his captain,
"climb!"
...
the other side.
"exit the game."
Yunfan chose to disconnect.
Darkness appeared in the vision for a moment, and the next moment, Yunfan returned to reality.
But at this time, in the waiting hall, a plain white hand slowly appeared.
Subsequently,
The little hand gently caressed it, and a piece of letter fell on the table.
"tutor..."
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
ps:
Make some daily adjustments, as there are too few connections in the middle and it seems too tense.