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Chapter 22, The Devil Strikes Back

The minds of the masters are in endless confusion, the souls of the novices are in endless fear, and the bodies of the novices are trembling endlessly.../What a terrible and terrible fact is right in front of you, the three-headed frost dragon instantly succumbed to the frost dragon breath.

He froze the mighty beardless old man into a block of ice.

The next second, a skeleton soldier with a silver smile waved the bone knife that smelled of death in his hand. Time and space were stopped at this moment, and every player could hear the breathing deep in their hearts.

With a loud sound, the bone knife exuding the aura of death unscientifically chopped into pieces the big ice block that was freezing the bearded old man.

Oh, God, our great God of War - the beardless uncle then turned into a burst of milky white light and returned to the city to be resurrected.

Something more terrible happened.

The three-headed demon wolf in the terrifying and ferocious area jumped high, opened its three bloody wolf mouths, and three black 'black balls' sprang out from the wolf's mouths, passing through the three in the air.

The black ball, carrying a strong aura of death, easily hit Feng Xiaoren, a tall, rich and handsome man with a top-notch appearance.

A very frightening damage value slowly and calmly disappeared from the top of Fengxiao Man's head - 9999999.

No, no, Tiga Aotuman, you can't just fall down like this, you are the last hope of mankind. The huge body fell to the ground, and the energy indicator light was already beeping, beeping, beeping, turning from bright red to blood red.

Gradually, gradually, extinguished

The unacceptable fact still happened. Our great tall, rich, handsome, Qu Zhu Feng Xiao Ren still turned into a white light and disappeared with great reluctance.

All the people on earth shed tears of sadness, and despair and death filled the hearts of every person on earth.

Nonsense, the three-headed demon wolf of hell is also a level 60 undead creature. It is normal to deal such a high damage of 999999 on the level 15 Quzhu Fengxiao man, okay?

Three-Headed Demon Wolf of Hell: I live next door to Lima and look down on us villains. When we villains are not human beings, we are still here. I attack the high point. You readers with wolf-hearted hearts and doggedness, don’t you just hope?

I was tortured like a dog by you people, right? Mine is also a very domineering wolf. How about you give our villain some face?

The evil Bu Credo watched the two leading figures among the novice players being killed gorgeously and instantly by his two loyal pets. He was very happy. Not only Bu Credo, the sinister and cruel undead invader, was also very happy.

, and even more happily there are more skeleton soldiers and undead banshees.

Those wretched and silver-faced skeleton soldiers before looked at these strong players in front of them, and they still didn't dare to fight desperately. But now, humans have realized that it is absolutely impossible for them to defeat their heads - Bu

Credo. Therefore, all the skeleton soldiers are as excited as if they had eaten Vigo. These skeleton soldiers are not killing people. They just want to catch and eat people.

The witches who are full of black air and exude the aura of death and fear are very playful. I don’t know what it is. These witches like to attack those muscular and strong male players, and for those beautiful mm players.

He doesn't even look at it

This world is really amazing.

Then, the nightmare was far from what it was.

Bu Credo waved his hand, and two strange circular energy arrays appeared on the ground in front of him, like some kind of teleportation array. The next second, countless low-level death knights rushed out from the legend.

, countless like giant bats

The 'gargoyles' made a 'squeaking' sound, and the evil hole-drilling beetles were like huge insects. The big beetles released countless small insects like blood-sucking locusts from their abdomens, and they rushed toward the poor

Newbies.

The undead invader - Bu Credo waved the black skull staff with an evil smile on his face, and in an area larger than a football field, a stream of boiling black water emerged, with the breath of withered life and death.

Tell all newbies that Buclido is releasing an ancient evil spell - 'Death and Decay'

"Hahaha, miserable humans, face death." As a level 60 undead lich, Buclido has the full strength to say such a thing.

Things are changing rapidly on the battlefield. The novices who were so powerful just now are like a defeated army fleeing in embarrassment. The undead army has killed these novices so much that their novice underwear can no longer cover their little brothers.

Regarding the embarrassing portrayal of the novices, the author does not want to describe too much. It is not suitable for children. We can just imagine it.

However, can the author cover up what has happened without describing it? Just like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, is there really no danger at all?

No, the huge beetles easily cut off the head of a novice who was running away in fear with their sharp claws. There was no head flying in the air, no scene of blood splattering, and no cold corpse lying on the ground.

But the newbie turned into a white light and resurrected.

Dozens of hungry wolf-like skeleton soldiers pounced on a novice wearing only underwear like a mad dog. The next second, the poor novice was submerged by the skeleton soldiers like a hill.

Hundreds of novices were unfortunately thrown into the range of Buclido's death and withering spell. Their bodies would gradually wither and become weak, and the painful nerve touch would make them collapse to the ground with distorted faces, until they

Death that turns into white light

This is war, the war between humans and the undead.

There are no powerful Templars, no invincible Dragon Knights, no faithless Mage of Light, and no legendary heroes who stand alone. These weak novices are just like a delicious feast in the mouths of the undead.

Who will save this poor person?

Of course it is our pure and kind-hearted Comrade Li Yang.

Countless zero-level novices gathered around the statue in the Resurrection Village of Novice Village, all of them with tears streaming down their faces in despair. The undead army was approaching here soon, which was their only way out.

Player A: "Why, why, obviously we can win"

Player B: "The level of those undead is too high, and we cannot stop it at all. Even the beardless uncle and the Quzhu Fengxiao Man were killed instantly, let alone us ordinary people without equipment and skills."

Player C: "It makes no sense, it's unscientific, there is no reason for heaven to arrange for such a powerful undead to come out."

Player A: "It's such a powerful undead, okay? What can we do? The mission failed, we have all become level 0, and the Adras novice village will also disappear."

The player has said "The Novice Village has disappeared? What about us?"

Player C: "We must be dead too. Heaven will not be such an idiot to make such a big show. It just wants us to change to a novice village. Our game data will definitely disappear. Although it is just a bunch of trumpets, I know,

Heaven just wants to use us to promote them, saying how realistic and exciting this crappy game is, and all our efforts these days have been in vain."

Player A: "Well, it's a black-hearted paradise, then let's just sit here and wait to die."

The player has said: "Damn it, Long Aotian, the whole family"

Player C: "Hey, it's useless to say anything now. Let's sit here and wait for the system notification. We will definitely die."

Of course, just when all the novices were sitting there, a tall and domineering 'person' like Aotuman, no, a 'devil', appeared on the large plain in front of the novice village.

With a low and hoarse sound that made all the undead tremble with fear, our most powerful demon warrior from Adras finally appeared.

"You evil undead scum, damn you, lackeys of Arthas, open your dog eyes and see clearly, I, I am the powerful Night Demon, an enemy you cannot defeat at all"

This sentence was taught to Li Yang by Kilkeed. Although Li Yang is only level 0 now, his game name truly tells the novices that he is the "Night Stalker"

Player A: "Holy shit, what's going on? Such a big demon. What is happening in heaven? Is this the mastermind behind it?"

The player has said: "Damn it, it's unscientific. Why is the color of the name above the devil's head the same as our player's?"

Player C: "Damn it, how come this demon is on our side? Is it trying to kill the undead?"

As the leader of the undead tribe - Bu Keliduo, this strange uncle, he was trembling on the ground at this moment, begging for mercy to Li Yang who had transformed into a demon, "Master Demon, Master Demon, please

Please don’t kill me, please, don’t kill me.”

In the next second, we will know what the concepts of demons and undead are.

The 'Night Stalker' waved a pair of huge demonic hands towards the sky for a while, and his fingers exuding dirty black air seemed to be carving some kind of ancient drawing. Fools all know that this Night Stalker is

Casting some kind of mysterious and terrifying demonic spell.

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