There is not even a single grain of yellow sand in the vast desert. As far as the eye can see, it is all gray and white.
After the deceased's bones were smashed and ashes were thrown away, the last trace of powder was left to form this desolate white sand.
There is no distinction between day and night here, the sky is always gray, and a black fireball hangs high in the sky, lighting up the world with "black light". The "black moon" is the symbol of the king of the underworld, and the black light shines on it.
The land is all his territory; the spirits frightened by the black light are all his people.
On that day, the wild sand was still there, and the strange and evil singing echoed, raising a swirling sandstorm. Amid the howling, a circular space crack appeared out of thin air, and a figure rushed towards it.
K3-Hematie's body fell to the ground, like a multi-ton cannonball hitting the desert, causing a loud noise and setting off turbulent waves of sand in all directions. A huge killing intent spread over the sandy plain.
"Come out." K3 sneered: "Even if you regret letting me come here now, it's already too late."
For k3, the thing that can limit his strength is the difficulty of the script itself. Wairu thought that he would have an advantage in this world, which is obviously a miscalculation. Maybe his strength here can exceed level 4
There is an upper limit for derivatives, but third-level derivatives, like him, also have room for improvement in this dimension with higher combat power.
The blood clouds surged and the black moon lost its color. The evil singing in the wind suddenly stopped. At this moment, a black smoke rushed down from the mid-air. Wairu seemed to be a smoke of nothingness, gradually condensing into a body from the gaseous state.
His physical form is the image of a purple-faced old man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He has a curly beard and tiger temples, and a white beard that reaches his chest. He wears a black robe. If the same image is full of righteousness, it is not an exaggeration to call him an immortal, but Vai
Lu's body exudes an extremely terrifying and gloomy evil spirit. Just looking at him will make you shudder.
The evil wind whispers in silence, and the wandering soul is in a state of change.
The surroundings became extremely quiet in an instant. It was as if everything was waiting and paying attention to...Wailu's next move.
"I have seen and heard... your arrogance." Wailu said: "I also feel it, you are indeed strong. But these... will not shake my will to fight."
"As a watchdog." K3's attitude is still very calm. Even though his right arm can only exert 50% of its strength now, he has absolute confidence that he can win: "You are not bad."
As a derivative, and a third-level derivative at that, he is definitely more aware of some of the order and rules in the Thriller Paradise than these script bosses, and his analysis of combat effectiveness is obviously more objective and specific.
For comparison, Vailu's strength in the Kingdom of the Dead is much stronger than the Ford Feng Bujue encountered on Hunter Island, but it is still a little inferior to high-ranking monsters like Samodil.
.
If we go to the world on the other side of Cherry Fruit Town, Vailu will be weakened and restricted. If there is a real fight, two GMs with full status have a high chance of killing him.
As for k3-Hematie's strength, in Cherry Fruit Town, it is almost the same as the combined combat power of the two GMs, or even slightly stronger. When it comes to the world in the Kingdom of the Dead, he is limited at the data level.
It also decreases accordingly, so after everyone's upper limit is raised, he is still stronger than Wairu.
"Anyone who wants to destroy my soul-grabbing array... kill him!" Wailu shouted, his figure suddenly fell into a trance, turned into an afterimage, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of K3.
When the war started, the murderous intent suddenly increased.
Wayru rushed to kill, hoping to seize the opportunity. K3 stepped on the bone sand and turned around with his arms. His position almost did not move, he just lightly pushed the opponent's ghost claw to the side, and the two of them were facing each other.
That's right, Waylu's attack was easily neutralized in this way.
Of course, this move was just a test by Vailu. Facing a strong enemy, he did not dare to use any killing moves when he did not know the depth, lest his flaws would be exposed and he would be defeated in one breath.
Turning around, he shouted in a deep voice, and a black mist gathered behind Wairu. His arrogant murderous aura, accompanied by the surging waves of evil, turned into a tangible force and pounced on k3's back.
"Is this a test of long-range attacks?" K3 turned around nonchalantly, "This bluffing move may be a bit of a deterrent to players..." He raised his right arm flatly, opened his palm, and a red light shone on his arm.
bloom on.
Facing the fierce black wave, he faced it with more vigorous red power, and used strength to resist the strength. The two forces collided, and a clear sound like a bell came from the desert.
The sound waves disappeared and the situation changed. When the white dust dispersed, the two figures were still standing facing each other. Both sides were uninjured and their breaths were stable. It seemed that the two of them could fight each other with only this level of tentative attacks.
It's like the battle between masters described in martial arts novels, which lasts for three days and three nights, and finally ends with someone retreating due to urination.
"Sad temporary data, even if you don't die here, will disappear at the end of the script." k3 sighed in a pitiful tone: "In countless scripts, the system can create countless you. You will be killed by countless players.
Kill them, or kill them... But both are equally meaningless. For you, death is the end, for them, it is just a return."
"I don't know what you are talking about..." Wailu continued.
"It is indeed difficult for you to understand, and the saddest part is that even if you understand it, you can't change anything." k3 said: "Only data that is high enough to be 'unique' can 'live' longer.
Although they cannot escape the fate of disappearing, at least they have a longer lasting memory. Their final 'death' will also be an epic in this dimension."
K3 sighed: "And you... don't waste my time anymore, be calm, disappear for me quickly, and let the system meet the conditions for teleporting players." A fierce killing intention burst out in K3's eyes: "I am so far away
The second level is only one step away, and there is no room for any mistakes. I will never let temporary data like yours create any variables!"
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"Those are... people?" Brave Invincible asked in a lowered voice. He followed Copernicus' line of sight and saw a small group of figures slowly approaching in the woods ahead.
"It must be an illusion..." Copernicus replied.
"Oh...it's an illusion, not a monster." Feng Bujue thought to himself. He really wanted to complain about this administrator more and more. He hasn't come close yet. Generally speaking, he will think he is a monster. You
The first reaction is to tell us that the other party is not an entity.
"Should we hide?" Ye Zhi was still thinking according to the normal train of thought and put forward some more reliable suggestions. As she spoke, she shrewdly blocked the light at the front of her flashlight.
"Hey, do you want to hide?" Feng Bujue simply turned around and asked Galileo directly in a rather impatient tone.
"Uh...I think...it's not necessary." Galileo replied a little dullly. Before he could understand why Feng Bujue suddenly asked himself such a question, he instinctively gave the answer.
"Okay, let's see what tricks this illusion can play with." Feng Bujue put one hand in his pocket and held a flashlight in the other, looking forward boredly.
Ye Zhi looked around with strange eyes, scanning the faces of Feng Bujue, Copernicus, and Galileo one by one. She found it strange that these teammates all looked unreliable, but they were always
Using abnormal behavior, he was doing the right thing, as if he had read some strategies beforehand.
Not long after, the small group of figures came closer. They walked very slowly and in a strange way, like children playing with pulling a train, one after another.
The guy walking in the front had his head lowered to his chest, but his hands were stretched straight forward like a zombie. He was leading the people behind him staggeringly forward. The guy in second place had his hands stretched out.
Putting it on the shoulders of the first person, his head was also pressed very low, deeply buried between the two arms. The third person put his hands on the shoulders of the second person, and so on, this small group of people
, there are also six in total.
When they are quite close, players can use the lighting equipment in their hands to see clearly the clothes of this group of people. The six figures with their heads lowered, their clothes, and their genders correspond to the six players one by one.
, exactly.
Feng Bujue smiled and said: "Ha... Needless to say, the last one must have a line, and the content is probably like 'Follow me'..."
The team of people passed by the players quietly, as if they were just passing by to grab some soy sauce. I don’t know if it was a coincidence or God’s will, but the one walking at the end was wearing the same long purple suit as Feng Bujue, and
When passing by everyone, he raised his head and turned around, revealing a pale and miserable face. He rolled the whites of his eyes and said in a voice that made people get goosebumps: "Follow me...
"
"Look, what I said is right." Feng Bujue shrugged.
His relaxed and unusual attitude has greatly infected the people around him, just like when you are watching a horror movie, someone has spoiled the next scary scene in advance. After being mentally prepared, a plot that was originally very shocking
The setting did not have a frightening effect at all, and no one’s fright value fluctuated at all.
"This kind of trick... was played in Hong Kong ghost movies in the 1990s." Feng Bujue said: "I have watched countless similar plots." He watched the team of hallucinations gradually move away and walked into the
In the dark forest, he still complained relentlessly: "If you really want to make people feel unhappy, why not string six people together like a centipede, and then let them crawl over, and then the person at the front of the team says something..."
"Stop talking!" Ye Zhi quickly interrupted: "Aside from putting forward constructive suggestions, can you please stop talking?" As a girl, her sanity has been increasing since she met Feng Bujue.
In other words, compared to the game, the mental pollution caused by Feng Bujue's words and deeds is more terrifying, because it may extend to real life.
"Seeing hallucinations means that we have entered the area where the magic circle is located." After all, it is GM, Copernicus still brought the topic back to the customs clearance process in a serious manner.
"You remove the word 'ba'." Feng Bujue smiled: "Just lead the way."
