The person standing in front of Zhao Mingwei at this moment was... Ye Lina, whose body was covered in blood.
Ye Lina walked slowly towards Zhao Mingwei with a look of fear and uneasiness on her face.
"Master...where have you been?" Her voice was filled with tears, and she walked towards Zhao Mingwei as if wanting to get a hug from Zhao Mingwei.
"I haven't gone anywhere. I'm right here."
Zhao Mingwei also walked towards Ye Lina. Lu Wei outside the door was shouting frantically, but Zhao Mingwei could not hear anything now.
When Ye Lina was about to touch Zhao Mingwei... a lion's roar!
Zhao Mingwei didn't even hesitate, and before Ye Lina could react, he roared like a lion.
Ye Lina felt dizzy for a short while, and then, accompanied by the roar of a dragon or a tiger, Zhao Mingwei punched her in the abdomen... This blow was just the beginning.
Zhao Mingwei used a series of fast and fierce moves to unleash all of them on Ye Lina, and then Zhao Mingwei threw her to the ground with a back throw.
When Zhao Mingwei was tearing at Ye Lina's arm and trying to punch her in the face, the wounded Ye Lina suddenly turned into Freya.
Or Freya with fashion...
"Holy Spirit, don't you recognize me?" Freya asked in a painful voice.
"know."
After Zhao Mingwei answered quickly, a dragon-tiger roar was released from his fist. He opened his bloody mouth and bit Freya's face fiercely.
The moment he felt that Freya wanted to fight back, he grabbed her by the collar and kicked her in the abdomen. This kick was endowed with the triple skills of Dragon and Tiger Roar, Eagle Step and Whirlwind Kick.
In an instant, Freya was kicked away by Zhao Mingwei. Freya's body hit the wall of the room hard, leaving a lot of cracks. When she slid to the ground, Zhao Mingwei released the Tiger Shock.
The golden tiger formed by the mental energy pounced on Freya who was lying against the wall... When the tiger exploded, Freya let out a shrill wail, and her whole body was burned into charcoal by the mental energy and she fell to the ground.
Zhao Mingwei was still ready for battle. He looked at the wounded Freya and said in a cold voice...
"I have no weaknesses in my heart!"
However, the moment Zhao Mingwei finished speaking, he suddenly heard a ding sound in his ear.
"Ding, guest No. 43 in Area C has ten minutes left on your computer. Please contact the network administrator to top up, otherwise you will be forced to shut down."
The moment Zhao Mingwei heard this reminder, he was suddenly startled and almost jumped up and rolled to the ground.
But this hesitation gave Freya, who had fallen to the ground and turned into charcoal, an opportunity. A large number of pitch-black tentacles suddenly stretched out from behind Freya and attacked Zhao Mingwei.
A tentacle scratched Zhao Mingwei's cheek, and in an instant Zhao Mingwei's health was reduced by one third.
But Zhao Mingwei quickly recovered from the fear of getting off the plane.
He immediately lowered his body...with no intention of dodging the tentacles, and rushed straight towards Freya with the deformed body.
To Lu Wei outside, it seemed that Zhao Mingwei was dancing, a deadly close dance with the pitch-black tentacles. In less than two seconds, Zhao Mingwei dodged the attack of the tentacles.
In an instant, Zhao Mingwei stood in front of the deformed Freya, and Zhao Mingwei placed the tip of his index finger on the deformed Freya's forehead.
"My apprentice and Freya are not as ugly as you." The moment Zhao Mingwei finished speaking, powerful mental energy burst out from the tip of his index finger, forming a vortex full of destructive power.
Spiral mind aura!
The deformed Freya was sucked into it and finally turned into a pool of meat paste and fell to the ground.
"SHIT! We can finally come in! What's going on with this monster? Isn't she the nun who resurrected us?" Lu Wei also walked into the room at this time.
"Boss Yin said that there is a special monster in this castle that will become what we fear the most. Go and join the others. It seems that we can't kill this special monster. We can only temporarily stop its activities."
Zhao Mingwei took a look at the monster that had fallen to the ground and turned into a pool of meat paste. Its minimum health point was 1 point, so it could not be killed completely and it would recover health at a relatively fast rate.
During the time Zhao Mingwei and Lu Wei were chatting, its health points had recovered by thirty-four points.
Zhao Mingwei and Lu Wei ran out of the room and came to the corridor, but before they could run far, they saw a figure standing at the end of the corridor...which made Zhao Mingwei feel familiar yet unfamiliar.
That is the costume of the character named Xixiao in Dissidia. This costume is the same one he wore in the World Championship two years ago. The coolest thing is... this character has restored the graphics quality of Dissidia.
The graphics of the game Dissidia are actually pretty good, but the problem is that compared to Ancestral, it feels a bit... mosaic-like.
"How did the Holy Spirit in this game figure out what I'm afraid of? Could it be that it can read my mind?"
When Lu Wei saw the laughter at the end of the corridor, she instantly realized that this was her nightmare. That was Zhao Mingwei in the semi-finals of the World Championship two years ago.
In the semi-finals, the Titans were about to defeat the Reign, but the Reign made one last desperate effort and released the veteran Zhao Mingwei, who managed to carry the Reign into the finals.
From then on, every time Lu Wei recalled this scene, she would feel... furious.
"Never mind! To use the words of you Chinese people, I just want to get back at someone! Leave this guy to me! Xixiao, you go find the others!" A large number of detonators appeared in Lu Wei's hands.
Zhao Mingwei knew that it was useless to dissuade her, but now Lu Wei’s live broadcast interface might have completely exploded.
Because the monster arrangement of the Holy Spirit is too bizarre, Yelena and Freya are okay, but it is a bit too much to bring in well-known characters from the neighboring dispute. It is better to keep them original and have a different style!
But Zhao Mingwei couldn't care about these things now. All he could say was, "The Holy Spirit is awesome."
Judging from the team status bar, the other fourteen players in the team and Wen Enna are all healthy, no! The health points are rapidly decreasing.
How about adding milk without increasing the price
Zhao Mingwei looked around. The small map could not be used in this castle. Team members could only communicate by voice. Zhao Mingwei immediately opened the live broadcast interface of "Add milk without price increase".
I found that her live broadcast interface showed 'Live broadcast has ended.'
No! The live broadcast was on during the whole process of the beheading operation, but why is it turned off now
"Is adding milk included in the voice?" Zhao Mingwei asked in the voice, but he didn't hear the voice saying that adding milk doesn't increase the price, but he got a reply from Jiang Qiao.
"Master Xiao, go check on the others. Our goal this time is to clear the dungeon. If necessary, it won't be a problem if we abandon one or two team members. After all, everyone can be resurrected in the game." Jiang Qiao said.
"President, have you found a way to pass the level?" Zhao Mingwei could hear that Jiang Qiao's tone was a little different from before.
"I'm still discussing with the brother on the forum. You can also start a live broadcast so that we can confirm everyone's location." Jiang Qiao said.
(End of this chapter)