I Heard That I’m Super Fierce

Chapter 129: The devil is ten feet tall

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How can I, who believes in Buddhism, save you who is a Christian

If it was said that Meng Shao was almost exasperated with high blood pressure when he was still young, now he is almost going to have a cerebral hemorrhage. The calm and self-restraint of a monk is long gone, he opened his mouth half-open, staring at Lin You and then at the guy who is said to believe in God.

...he suddenly remembered.

Back then, when he first came into contact with this game, he still didn't know anything about the Solitaire file called "SCP Foundation". Like many people, I only learned about it after hearing that related dungeons might be derived.

The direct result is that I only remember a few representative ones, such as SCP-682 and SCP-173, and the others are all blind, but I can remember some points if I ask him.

This one is an example.

I can't remember the serial number, but Meng Shao remembered that he was the son of Adam and Eve, who was trapped in the coffin after being killed by his brother himself, and revived from time to time to vent his anger. Among the many SCPs contained by the Foundation, he is also quite powerful in combat. All in all, it is definitely impossible to win a hand-to-hand fight with him.

Gan!

Abel has always enjoyed killing, and when he realized that he had fun to look for, the initial anger had long subsided. He looked at the prey standing not far away with great interest, and the familiar smile that only belonged to hunters appeared on his face . He arched his back slightly, and a dark crack with no bottom appeared out of thin air on the right hand hanging by his side, and he stretched his fingers in, drawing out his usual dagger.

"Grandmaster… "

The aura alone can make people feel terrified, and feel that there is little hope of surviving, the teammate hesitated in a trembling voice.

"Don't panic, hold on," Meng Shao also swallowed, and forced himself to calm down, "It's not impossible."

If he couldn't find the other party's flaws, he would attack himself - he was able to survive in many dungeons until now, so he naturally had a whole body of abilities.

Meng Shao breathed out slowly.

"I have another trick."

Trying to stabilize his teammates, he said, "could provide some protection against the outside world—"

The teammates turned pale with shock, "Master, is this the legendary golden bell jar?!"

Lin You: "..."

Meng Shao: "..."

"No, but it's probably about the same." He was wary of Abel and Lin You standing behind him, "You just need to hide in the middle."

The squishy Sanskrit was spoken from his mouth, and almost at the same moment, Abel started to move.

Meng Shao also reacted quickly, he turned his head and ran, with beads of sweat on his forehead. His ability is still limited, some of them take effect immediately after reading them, but some—like this one, still require a whole paragraph.

"Don't let him have time to finish reading!" He heard the other party who probably guessed something shout, "You just interrupt him!"

Meng Shao's foot slipped and almost fell to the ground.

... How much hatred and hatred!

However, Abel really listened to it, and there was still a dangerous smile on the corner of his mouth. His physical condition is no different than that of ordinary people, and he was behind them in just a sway. Meng Shao really instinctively lowered his head, and felt that there was a cold wind blowing by the blade on the top of his extraordinarily cool head. .

In Meng Shao's heart, he couldn't thank him enough for the sixth sense characteristic of his profession - he was able to live for a few more seconds because of it. He dodged left and right, and he just dodged a few tricks in a daze! Although it was a little hard to hide, and his cassock sleeves were honorably sacrificed under Abel's blade and turned into rags, but in the end he was still able to resist, which also aroused Abel's interest.

It was rare for him to meet such a character, so he couldn't help but be more ruthless. Meng Shao hid more and more awkwardly, and the shit in his heart kept saying one sentence after another, but he didn't have the face to accuse him of being too lenient in his strikes—who made them rivals? He also aimed at directly superseding ghosts and making them ghostless in the first place. What can be used is each other, that is, they are at a disadvantage.

As the saying goes, the Tao is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot tall.

Meng Shao can finally be sure today that that woman is an out-and-out devil! !

The scriptures in his mouth were recited intermittently, and he had to stumble from time to time because of dodging Abel's slash, but he read most of it like this. It just so happened that Abel changed his tactics at this time. He slashed across the bald man's neck, and then he slashed upwards after the opponent managed to avoid it. This unexpected fake action shocked Meng Shao enough, he dodged extremely reluctantly, and finally opened a little distance—

Meng Shao was dumbfounded.

... Damn, where did he just read

In the next second, his neck felt cold, and his consciousness was broken.

Meng Shao died four hours and twelve minutes after the start of the dungeon. He died because of too long singing skills and forgot words.

Abel didn't stop moving, following this momentum, he cut the red rope on his wrist with a knife. In his opinion, the remaining two people were no more powerful than the bald head, so he didn't pay attention at all. In just one turn, he wiped another person's neck.

But at this moment, the only player who was still alive saw that something was wrong, so he raised his arms to protect his face and slammed into the glass window next to him!

With the sound of shattering glass, he jumped down. Thanks to this being the second floor, the player who fell to the ground without any cushion got up and ran outside. He rushed towards the open door, but Abel wanted to chase after him, but Lin You stopped him first.

"Forget it," she said, "you can't go."

The enchantment is two-way. Players on the human side can enter and exit freely, but if they want to switch to the ghost side, they have to squeeze out of the crack created by the talisman paper.

The seam that Lin You opened, she passed through it carefully, forget about Abel's muscles and height of 1.9 meters.

Abel hadn't completely forgiven her yet, he still remembered the grievances of his gnawed coffin, and he took another look at the sarcophagus, but turned away in the end. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't come out with a word. He only sneered, and walked towards the rock with the lock hanging crookedly without looking back. The door slammed the same way the first time.

Lin Youxin said that she might not be able to change her temper.

However, she was quite curious about what he was going to say just now. Seeing that he hesitated to speak, could it be related to Cain

Abel didn't give her a chance to ask, and the huge piece of metamorphic rock disappeared in an instant—he returned the illustrated book quickly and quickly.

"It seems that there is nothing to look for," said the skull, "how about we..."

Lin You said "hmm": "Go out."

She had faintly noticed it when she was still in the hospital building, but everything was not as obvious as she came out in person.

Compared with when she first entered the game, the sky seems to be much darker now.

"I remember saying that this copy will reincarnate between dusk and night."

She also understands why the officials chose these two time periods. Twilight is the time for encountering demons—perhaps that is why the dungeon is called "Encountering Demons". Night has always been the time when hauntings occur most frequently in horror movies.

"It looks like it's coming soon?" Lin You said to herself, "I don't know what's the difference from the evening—"

Having said that, she suddenly fell silent.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and Lin You could see what was different when she walked to the street.

Between the streets, there are several blurred shadows that cannot be seen clearly. Every time it gets darker, those shadows become clearer. Gradually, they separated into outlines of different shapes.

Lin You guessed most of it in her heart.

It seems that the twilight time is just an appetizer, and the real good show will not start until the evening. The ghosts may be far more active than they are now, and these increasingly clear figures are likely to be their predecessors.

good chance...

Lin You stopped in thought, and the shadows she was staring at seemed to notice something, and rushed into the corner as if flying.

Now that a certain high-ranking monk who can save lives is gone—

"Why don't you," she smiled, "we'll have a night walk with ghosts in the middle of the night?"

Skull: "..."

It is here to express our deepest condolences to those who are on the opposite side.

Northern border.

"Help!"

Outside the temple, a familiar scream came from a distance: "Help!"

Everyone gathered in the barrier was shocked. Most of the players who were assigned here went out to find tokens that could strengthen the barrier, and only a few of them were left to guard the place.

According to their unanimous opinion, as long as the enchantment is still there and there are players alive on the human side, even if they win, there is no need to keep too many people here, it is better to maximize efficiency.

But there is also a problem, just like this time, three or five of them don't know if they are capable enough to help.

Fortunately, the man was not really being chased by anyone, but he ran into the gate of the temple in less than half a minute, holding his knees and panting heavily.

Some of these people recognized him, "Hey, didn't you go out with that monk? Why are you the only one who came back?"

It's okay if you don't ask, but it's even more sad to ask.

"Master—" the player said with a sad face, "Master, he passed away!"

Everyone: "..."

What the hell? ?

"Out of the game means out of the game, as long as the meaning is well understood."

As he said that, he couldn't help feeling that even if he escaped, his future was still gloomy. Meng Shao is already the most outstanding one in this enchantment, even he...

"fine."

Someone turned pale as well, but still took a sip of water to moisten their thirsty throats, and tried to comfort everyone, "Let's work hard together for the master's sake. Afraid-"

"It's her."

A voice interrupted him abruptly.

"...?"

Everyone looked at him in astonishment.

The eyelids of the player who finally escaped from the barrier of the private hospital twitched, but continued on.

"It's all rumors."

he said sadly.

"That big boss belongs to Guifang, and she sent the master out of the game with her own hands."

There was silence.

Someone's hand that was about to tell him to sit down stopped in the air, someone slipped off the chair, and someone else—the one who spoke to comfort him just now, let go of his hand, and the glass fell to the ground and shattered.

After a while, he yelled out the words that everyone present wanted to yell.

"—This is not true!!"