At this moment, more than two hours have passed since the start of the game.
In the sky, the already dim moonlight, for some reason... became a little darker.
"Captain, have you ever felt that...the surroundings suddenly darkened?" Final Strike, who was sitting next to the pig pen and resting, pinched his nose and asked angrily.
"It's probably the guys on the Hell Front that triggered some kind of plot." Xian Yewei Wang, who was squatting aside, was in a similar state. He looked up at the sky and said, "According to my guess... the moonlight shouldn't be able to
What has changed, what has changed is the 'enchantment'."
"Oh..." Final Strike nodded, and then said, "Then I hope they trigger a few more death lags, and it's best to casualty two or three people on their own..."
"According to the difficulty of this script, this possibility is indeed possible." Xian Yewei Wang continued, "Of course, no matter what the other party's situation is, we still follow our own pace... First, we should reduce the lost physical energy and survival points.
Let's talk about it when we get back." He exhaled, "Huh... Anyway, we have escaped the ghost pursuit, and at least we have stopped the expansion of our disadvantage."
"Yeah..." he finally said forcefully, "It's just that the price you pay is a bit..." When he said this, the disgust on his face was clear.
Obviously, rolling around in a pigsty is not a very comfortable thing, let alone a very glorious thing... However, the idea of Being the King First did work. They succeeded in using a smell that is better than the smell of blood.
The strong smell covers the whole body, thus getting rid of those monsters.
"Stop complaining, we are professionals, and the 'cost' of this level is nothing." Xianye continued for the king, "Think about it...if it were Crazy Bu Jie, he might even be able to do it in the cesspit without hesitation.
Jump down."
"Hey, hey...can we stop comparing ourselves to the madman..." Qiangqi finally vomited with empty eyes and decisively.
While the two were chatting, suddenly!
"Huh?" In the end, Qiang's expression changed and he stood up suddenly, "Captain! Do you feel it?"
"What do you feel?" Xian Yeweiwang looked suspicious. It seemed that he didn't know what his teammates were talking about, but he had already realized that the situation was different. "What's wrong with you?"
"I can't explain clearly..." A wisp of cold sweat ran down the forehead of the last attacker, and the fright level was also rising faintly. "It felt like... somewhere... there was a pair of eyes staring at my back."
"Could it be that..." Xian Yeweiwang also stood up at this time and looked around with all his eyes, "Someone used a mental interference skill on you?"
It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!
The two Corpse Swordsmen hadn't figured out the situation yet, but a swift shadow had already broken through the wind.
The figure was as fast as lightning and as quiet as the wind. In the blink of an eye, he had rushed forward from the darkness nearly fifty meters away.
In that electric moment...
"Hmph... You want to make a sneak attack?" Xian Yeweiwang is after all a top player. Even though his skills are limited, his physical skills and reaction abilities are strong enough. He immediately snorted coldly and drew his sword to meet him, "Get past me first.
Shut it down!"
The next second, his sneer froze on his face. The confidence in his heart... was also shattered in an instant.
Because, Wang Tanzhi really "passed" his level. After passing, he took away the life of the final attacker with one knife.
"This is impossible!" Xian Yewei Wang turned around in horror, and happened to see the heads of his teammates flying up, with blood spurting out.
Those blood drops fell on Xian Yewang's face, making his expression look extremely miserable.
"It is meaningless to say 'impossible' for the facts that have already happened before our eyes." Two seconds later, Wang Tanzhi's figure appeared behind the body that had not fallen down in the final attack. Because he
The speed of the blow just now was so fast that the [Altaïr's Touch] he used to complete the assassination was not even stained with blood.
"You..." Xian Ye stood with a sword for the king. In this critical situation, a flash of light flashed in his mind, "...can you use skills without restrictions?"
"As expected of a professional. He immediately made a reasonable and correct guess." Xiaotan responded frankly.
Indeed, the scene just now would never have been possible if the skills were limited...
First of all, Xiaotan cast [Curse You with a Cross] on the final attack before launching the attack to increase the damage; secondly, he relied on [Shadow Soul Chaser], which was enhanced by the Shadow of the Deathstroke, to charge forward.
; In addition, he has to use [Shadow Soul Chaser] to approach the target, and intersperse a move [Devil Bat Ghost Shadow] to get through Xianyeweiwang's obstruction.
To sum up... this may seem like a short, simple blow, but it is actually an extremely difficult task. It not only requires the cooperation of three skills, but also requires extremely accurate prediction and uncanny instantaneous reaction ability.
To be fair, a raid like this is very likely to achieve an instant kill even if neither the enemy nor we are restricted.
With this single blow alone, all professional or non-professional players watching this game can be sure... [Sigh in vain] definitely belongs to the ranks of the top assassins in the thriller paradise.
"It seems... you plan to deal with us alone..." After confronting Xiao Tan for a few seconds, Xian Yeweiwang basically confirmed that there was no second enemy around, so he said tentatively.
"That's right." Wang Tanzhi is a good young man who doesn't like to lie. Under the current situation, he has no need to lie. "But... I have to remind you that there is no longer 'you', there is only 'you' now."
'It's just one person."
His words were very appropriate, because at the same time as he said these words, the bodies that were finally attacked turned into white light and dispersed.
"Okay..." Xian Yewei Wang raised his sword with one arm and pointed it at the enemy, "Now that the matter is over, I don't have much to say... Let's meet the real chapter!"
…………
Ten minutes ago, in the stone courtyard of Liuhe Temple.
A loud noise roared through the night sky.
At that moment, the stone wall on the sixth floor of the pagoda collapsed, and two black figures struggled together and fell straight from mid-air.
Ruoyu, who was standing under the tower, raised his eyes and quickly identified that one of the two was the Blood Corpse God.
And the figure fighting with the Blood Corpse God... was a strange humanoid creature.
"That's what I said..." About two seconds later, Feng Bujue stuck his head out from the gap in the tower and said loudly to Ruo Yu, "In ten minutes at most, you can help." After that,
, he jumped up and jumped down as well.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ling's figure appeared in the gap. However, she did not jump down. Instead, she took out her sniper rifle and chose to stay at the high point for fire support.
On the other side, the Blood Corpse God and the creature had fallen to the ground a few seconds ago. When these two SS-level monsters fell to the ground, the ground within a hundred meters radius trembled, and a large crater was made on the ground. But
...A second later, they stood up and continued fighting as if nothing had happened.
Not long after, the sounds of fists hitting the flesh and feet hitting the bones were heard chaotically in the stone courtyard.
"Hmph...this multiverse is really interesting..." The Blood Corpse God was still talking with ease while fighting, "I actually met another guy who can ignore my 'fear projection'..."
The unknown creature was not to be outdone, and responded with a broken voice: "Ha! I didn't expect that you, a mere monster, could actually be capable."
After they complimented each other, they seemed to have reached some kind of consensus, and then... they started to get serious.
When the words fell, the strength and speed of these two "people"'s attacks instantly increased to a higher level.
And more than ten meters away...
"What's the background?" Ruoyu asked, looking at Brother Jue who had just landed.
"The eminent monk, whose dharma name is Xuanhong." Feng Bujue replied.
"The one who killed the demon in the first place?" Ruoyu's thinking was very quick.
"Yes, that's him." Brother Jue replied, changing the topic, "Unfortunately, now he is just an evil spirit parasitized by a magic weapon." He said, raising his hand and pointing to the man who was fighting with the Blood Corpse God.
Hyun Hong, "Look at his chest."
"Ah, I discovered it right from the beginning." Ruoyu responded casually, "Is that the six-fold mirror?"
"Exactly." Feng Bujue replied.
"So..." Ruoyu looked at him again and asked, "...what is your plan?"
"It's very simple." Feng Bujue said, having already taken out the necessary defense-breaking blade from his bag, "Destroy him within ten minutes, and then... cut out the mirror, let me study it, and give the rest to
The Blood Corpse God is a midnight snack." (To be continued...)
