During the T2 period, Li Ying of Masui was strong, while during the T1 period, Mang was strong.
Fu Anan is not in a hurry now. As long as she can hold on until T1, Masui Riie will be finished.
But he's not a fool.
Masui Liying's attacks became more and more anxious and powerful. Several times, Fu Anan almost thought he was going to die under his special ability.
15 minutes left until the end of T2
Another wave of attacks.
Fu Anan shook off his grip on her arm, interrupting his two-dimensional transformation. Suddenly, she was hit in the face by the yellow-green poison gas he sprayed out.
This shameless bastard not only used her abilities, he also used her weapons.
Fu Anan held his breath instantly, and faced the air, kicking him high.
Then the kick missed.
More poisonous gas enveloped her and her vision blurred instantly.
It's so frustrating to be attacked by the enemy using your own attack methods.
Fu Anan collected the fart of the cool guy again and found that Masui Liying had turned into an egg again. The egg broke instantly, causing Fu Anan to take a step back. Unexpectedly, the other party was not going to attack him, but attacked Yan Senbo and others not far away.
Masui Rie is not a fool, of course she knows that waiting for the T1 moment will cause trouble.
His most powerful ability is that he can copy the abilities of any S-level player he touches. As long as the player has used it, he can also use it. And he can become three different copy objects every day.
Just because the same special ability doesn't work doesn't mean that others won't work either.
For the last use of his replica ability today, he chose the ability with the strongest and widest attack power.
There was a sudden earthquake.
The few people standing not far away had no time to react, and the mud on the ground kept shaking.
The ground began to crack from below, like a spider web extending in all directions. Mud on the ground kept rolling into the cracks, and a scorching heat came from below.
"careful!"
"Old Zhang, carry Old Yan on your back!"
They quickly dodged the cracks, through which the flowing, hot magma was faintly visible.
The crack opened very quickly and soon someone slipped and fell.
There were cries of surprise and pain coming from all around. The people who fell down had no chance of being rescued and were burned to death.
"ah!"
There were also people who accidentally stepped on empty space. Although they didn't fall, their legs got stuck in the mud cracks and couldn't get out. The high-temperature heat inside had nowhere to be released, and it directly burned the player's legs. The scorching temperature was so hot that it was difficult to describe it as boiling. In just a moment, he felt that his legs were about to be evaporated, and only the base of his thighs felt extremely painful.
Seeing this, his companions rushed over and three of them pulled him out with force.
I thought it would take a lot of effort, but it turned out to be very easy to pull it out.
"Thank you, thank you! This thing burned me to death!" the players who were rescued said repeatedly.
"Be careful. Is your leg okay?"
His companion asked him and glanced at his left leg. With just one glance, his face turned pale.
It was not easy to pull it out. It was obvious that the left leg had been steamed to the point where the flesh and bones were separated and it was cooked beyond belief. Only the bones were left of his left calf, with the sole and flesh completely gone.
"I just felt really painful and hot."
The man wanted to reach out to check the wound, but the ground began to shake again.
One of his companions carried him on his back and said, "Stop looking, run!"
The ground cracked around them, about the size of a football field, and people scattered toward the nearest safe place.
(End of this chapter)