For the first time, players discovered that doing nothing - just waiting - can be a very tiring thing.
But they were too embarrassed to complain. After all, compared to what those lunatics had to face, lying down in the safe zone was not a hard job for them.
Just a little anxious.
The water mirror in front of him often seemed unable to keep up with Yuan Yuxue's movements, but he could still see the sharp knife and a hint of red shooting into the air.
It was clearly a bloody scene, but when I thought about what Yuan Yuxue had done... it didn't seem that scary.
In the silence, there was a click of a lighter. Someone lit a cigarette, and the thin mist drifted out, which was really choking. But the players around him did not protest, and they were still lost in thought.
Yes, indeed.
Compared to this number one player who can kill anyone who stands in his way, these people are more terrifying.
Just as they were thinking this, they also saw some figures passing by in the water mirror.
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Yuan Yuxue no longer had the heart to care about anything else.
He seemed to have become the sharpest weapon, carrying a killing edge that soared into the sky. There was only one word left in his heart -
kill.
This is the only thought I have.
He had no time to hesitate, let alone hesitate. With the increasingly strong killing intent, Yuan Yuxue did not forget his original intention. His movements had actually slowed down, but he still did not make any mistakes, and he could accurately penetrate the fatal points of those monsters. The broken bodies that fell were occasionally swept away by the flames. He seemed to be standing on the blue flames, and there was a flame blowing, which vividly rendered that thin and lean figure.
Countless monsters were attracted by the sweet smell of Yuan Yuxue's blood, but in the end, either they had become ferocious or were influenced by some vague consciousness, they were no longer forced to fight, but only had a crude and straightforward goal.
Tear him apart!
Eat him!
The large number of monsters made Yuan Yuxue seem like she was submerged in the waves.
But even so, no monster could get close to where the silver knife crossed. Yuan Yuxue's bottom line was the iron rule that could not be violated.
He looked very weak, so weak that he looked like he would be blown down by the fishy wind in the next second, and then any monster would pounce on him and strangle him viciously - but all these seemed to be delusions in front of Yuan Yuxue. His face was cold and calm, looking at the weak but hard bone, and splitting the ray of life into pieces. It really made the thing in the dark grit its teeth in hatred. After countless whispers, predictions and certainties of "he is dying", Yuan Yuxue just had to hold on, so that in this repeated torture, it gave rise to extremely unconfident doubts.
Is Yuan Yuxue really going to die
Will he really die
Why doesn't he fall down
So the strange voice in Yuan Yuxue's mind connected with him again.
"It" was still screaming crazily, making distorted and meaningless sounds, but from those sounds, one could also analyze some sentences with specific meanings.
[You already know this, don't you? There are so many ghosts, you can't kill them all. As long as I want them to, they will continue to come into this world.]