Chapter six hundred and eighty IX: The month of the dead
Killing, crazy killing, one, two, three, four!
Lin Shuang's efficiency was quite astonishing. Each player quickly died in his hands, but a truly shocking scene appeared. Four members died. Adding in the members killed by Xuanyuan Bitian, the number of dead teammates reached eight.
Numbers, but eight team members died, and there was no slightest emotion on the faces of these people.. |
There is no anger, no sadness, no pain, and no pity. There is just endless sluggishness. It seems that the dead person is not his companion at all, but just a member who has nothing to do with him, or in other words, he is simply an insignificant person.
Like ants, they are not worth mentioning at all.
What kind of feeling is that? Absolute dullness, absolute silence, loneliness, loneliness without any feeling. These people are like pure robots, never knowing what real feelings are.
Death warrior!
Lin Shuang and Xuanyuan Bitian couldn't help but think of a ranking. It was a name that would only exist in the dark world forever, Dead Soldier. Only the legendary Dead Soldier could behave like this. For everything, they all
It is absolute silence, not caring about the lives of companions, not caring about pain, and similarly not caring about one's own life or death.
These are the legendary dead soldiers. Even if this is just a game, it is terrifying enough. Who would have thought that in this era, such dead soldiers would actually appear? It is simply unimaginable.
However, these people just appeared in front of him alive.
Phew!
The bullet exploded in the chest of an armored warrior, and his health immediately dropped crazily. However, the armored warrior didn't care at all. He jumped forward and used his body to block Lin Shuang's muzzle, and attacked his companions behind him.
At the opportunity, the machine gun began to fire wildly, and large swaths of bullets instantly enveloped it, densely packed, and for a while, traces of bullets were everywhere... |
Lin Shuang's expression remained unchanged. He raised his foot and kicked the armored warrior's body with a bang. Then with this force, his body instantly fell back, and the sound of slithering continued one after another. Bullets were fired along Lin Shuang's body.
Shuang's body passed by, leaving swaying traces in mid-air.
Bang!
A bullet was fired, and the machine gunner fell to the ground.
"Fight in all directions!" At this moment, among the crowd, Xuanyuan Bitian showed a strange smile on his face, swinging his sword horizontally, and large blades of light instantly flew in all directions, spreading crazily in the void, with seven players around him
, were directly and completely surrounded, and each one of them died instantly under that kind of sword light, without the slightest strength to fight back.
Damn, this guy is so cunning. He actually launched a group attack in the crowd. At this moment, the number of heads of this kid immediately exceeded his own.
"Seven Stars in a row!" The gun body shook rapidly, and the Seven Stars in a row - Samsara appeared instantly. Under Lin Shuang's control, one bullet after another suddenly drew a graceful arc in the air, and shot out quickly.
Fast.
Phew!
There was a continuous muffled sound, seven bullets, seven targets, each bullet accurately hit the center of the eyebrow, and he fell to the ground dead.
With these two unique moves, more than a dozen players died immediately. In addition to the members killed before, now, there are only six masters left in this team of thirty.
Six armored warriors!
The final competition began, six, now everyone has twelve heads, these last six immediately became the object of competition.
Bang!
Tsk!
Weird sounds came one after another. Three seconds later, the entire battlefield was instantly submerged in endless silence and emptiness. Two seconds later, with a pop, the bodies of the last two unlucky guys finally fell to the ground.
With a twitch of meaning, these two armored warriors finally died.
Fifteen, each with fifteen members, this competition ended in a deadlock.
"What do you think?" Xuanyuan Bitian suddenly asked confusedly.
"Dead warriors! None of the super guilds in the game now have the ability to cultivate dead warriors. These people must be a team. In other words, there must be more than just these thirty guys." Shake.
Shaking his head, Lin Shuang opened his mouth and said.
"It's hard to say. These super guilds are not as simple as you think. There are gangs and big companies. In reality, every team, and their families, have the ability to cultivate such dead soldiers. However, this
Death warriors are the last guarantee for those families, and they cannot be brought into the game." Xuanyuan Bitian sneered: "In other words, a force that we didn't understand before has appeared, and the target is actually
We, the top ten popular members..."
"It's getting more and more interesting, isn't it?" Lin Shuang was smiling, arrogant, challenge, come on, how many dead soldiers do you have? Lin Shuang didn't believe that their dead soldiers would be more powerful than his own bullets
many.
"Not necessarily. Their goal should be to get the first place in the world's best martial arts competition. Apart from us, others will probably not have it easy. But this time, that guy is destined to be disappointed. The top ten favorites
How can such a guy have such a simple thing?" Xuanyuan Bitian was also full of disdain. As a master, he was absolutely proud, and they would not take those little tricks in the dark to heart at all.
"Should the competition continue this time?" Lin Shuang said.
"Keep it up, see you in the finals! Hehe, don't last until the finals. It would be a pity if you finally meet a good opponent and are eliminated prematurely."
"Same words, I'll give them to you!"
With two cold snorts, the two guys who were dissatisfied with each other turned around and left, walking away from each other. In the current situation, it would be useless for them to continue to encounter each other. This time, the battle was obviously not one that could be won in a short time.
If you lose, there is no point in continuing to play. The real competition should be left to the finals.
As for those dead soldiers?
Haha, don’t worry if they don’t come!
Each of the fifteen dead soldiers had hundreds of points. This immediately caused Lin Shuang's points to soar by more than 2,000, reaching more than 5,000 points. And now the points were splattered with blood.
, still ranked at the forefront, 7,200, but the gap between the two sides is rapidly decreasing.
In the resurrection point of the base, the thirty dead soldiers appeared from the resurrection point.
They were killed and forced to leave the battlefield, but the faces of the thirty dead soldiers remained unchanged.
"Master, the operation failed. We encountered Wushuang and Xuanyuan Bitian, but the operation failed." One of the dead soldiers contacted his master and reported the operation.
