The man fled in a panic. While running away, he controlled the zombies to entangle his pursuers.
After the "final selection" started, he opened the copy as soon as he entered the huge cube. As a fifth level, he thinks he has enough capital to fight for the qualification to become a god.
Every player who strayed into his dungeon was brutally killed by him.
The plot of his copy is not complicated, as long as you help Dr. Bai escape from the city, you can pass the level.
But perhaps because of this too simple and clear plot, most players underestimated it at first, thinking that this is just a low-level copy.
Coupled with the fact that the zombies who just appeared on the stage have crispy skin and thin flesh, they can be knocked down in minutes, which further deepens the player's contempt.
And this is also a trap that men are proud of.
The closer to the edge of the city, the more zombies there are, and the more powerful they will be. What he relied on was not decryption at all, but tens of thousands of zombies controlled by him.
But there's this guy who just comes in and kills his plot characters.
He didn't care about it at first, after all, NPCs can be reborn infinitely. Moreover, killing Dr. Bai Jing and the soldiers at the beginning just made it more difficult for him.
But then, the zombies were knocked down one by one. The man advanced all the way by leaps and bounds, and soon came to the edge of the city.
Just when he thought this person was about to leave, the other party retreated and approached his base while sweeping away the zombies.
was discovered
The man was puzzled. But then I thought about it again, how could I be discovered in the most hidden place in the city, it must be just a fluke. If you go out rashly, you will fall into the other party's tricks.
After all, when the dungeon is turned on, he can't use his abilities, so he's just a scumbag.
But seeing the powerful monsters being killed one by one, the man finally couldn't sit still.
The other party seemed to have found a pattern.
That's right, for safety reasons, he arranged all the powerful zombies near the base.
And that player ran in the direction of the highly mutated zombie, and was about to touch his position.
Even if new monsters can be spawned, it takes effort and time.
It is a man's life rule to run away if he can't beat him, and he must be sent out of the dungeon as soon as possible.
It's just that with his current ability, there is no way to teleport through the air, so he can only approach him quietly without being discovered.
Of course he wasn't planning to show up. After all, this is the final selection, presumably the other party came in with the purpose of killing him.
He originally wanted to be invisible, but he was discovered immediately after he went out.
Although the zombies protecting him attacked in advance before the opponent attacked, it did not delay for too long.
So it was reduced to the current situation. He was not good at sports while panting heavily while manipulating the zombies to stop people coming.
At this time, the man stopped and looked at the person in front of him in horror: "You, why are you..."
What is going on? ! Even though he was still behind him a second ago, he could still feel that his zombie was entangled with him, so why did he suddenly appear in front of him the next second
"The cooling time is up." The man said and approached.
Every time the opponent took a step closer, the man felt a bit of pressure, and finally couldn't help but knelt down: "Don't kill me! I don't want to die yet!"
He was crying, but he heard the black-haired young man say, "I'm sorry."
sorry? Sorry what's the use!
The man slandered, but still hugged the opponent's calf crying bitterly: "I will help you, please don't kill me."
While delaying time, he manipulated the generation of new zombies with his mind. The monster's body gradually grew and expanded behind the black-haired youth.
He raised his head, and a muscular monster was reflected in his eyes.
The monster's head had shrunk to about the size of a ping pong ball. The limbs are developed and powerful, and the palm is the size of a cattail fan. With one slap, a person's head can be smashed to pieces.
He was still crying: "I will definitely help you live until the end, so—"
go to hell!
A sternness flashed in the man's eyes. The monster stretched its arms, and with the head of the black-haired youth between its palms, it struck down.
"boom."
With a gunshot, the young figure disappeared again, and he jumped behind the monster, directly pulling the trigger.
The head the size of a ping pong ball burst open like a watermelon, and an unknown red and white liquid splashed onto the man's face.
And before he could wipe it off, there was a hole in his forehead, and he fell backwards straight. The final expression is a bit funny, with the mouth wide open and the eyes wide open.
The gun in Du Yixin's hand dissipated.
The dungeon scene collapsed, and the fallen man in front of him turned into a puddle of blood, and a level 5 key lay on the remaining clothes.
He leaned over and picked up the key. Then he straightened his body and went to the next copy without stopping.
"Dead Rising", "Orphan", "Dark Marriage", "Cruise Ship"...
Du Yixin didn't stop, and killed the dungeon owners one after another. I became more and more proficient, and became a little numb in the later stage.
The physical energy and energy expended can be replenished through the fusion key, so there is no need to rest. The only thing left to do is destroy.
Another instance crashed, and debris rained down. He galloped in the pure white and flawless space.
The number of surviving people has dropped sharply, and it takes longer and longer to find a copy. I don't know how long he ran, but he still failed to reach the next destination.
The whole person seems to have been forgotten by the world, falling into the cracks of time.
Du Yixin slowed down and panted slightly. He squatted down involuntarily, covering his face with his arms.
The bare forearm was stained with blood, and the clothes were also dotted with red. This is not his blood, but the blood of many players killed by him.
If it is a guy who has lost his sanity and is full of greed, he can still attack without mercy. But there are also humans who, like him, struggled desperately to survive, and finally had to participate in the final selection.
Live by the key and die by the key.
And how many people would he have to kill to end this game
The pendant around his neck fell down and hit his arm lightly. Du Yixin raised his face, holding the ring on the long chain with five fingers.
He closed his eyes, put his hands holding the ring between his brows, as if praying.
At this moment, he noticed someone approaching behind him, and opened his eyes immediately.
"are you tired."
The man did not sneak attack, but took the initiative to strike up a conversation.
Du Yixin looked back and saw a boy in white clothes and white trousers with bare feet. The top is slightly baggy and hangs loosely on the shoulders, revealing a beautiful collarbone.
His facial features are three-dimensional, and he seems to have been born in Eastern Europe. A pair of ice blue eyes are slightly bent, and even the hair is white, the whole person almost blends into this pure white space.
Du Yixin noticed that the Roman numeral VI was printed on the other party's slender neck, and he was not afraid to show the imprint of the key.
It's a level six player. Du Yixin frowned and put on a fighting posture.
The white-haired boy didn't have a murderous look on him, but he waved his hands: "Please don't get me wrong, I'm not here to fight. I'm looking for a companion."
"What?"
"My name is Ivan." The white-haired boy reached out to him, "If it's convenient, can you talk to me?"
Du Yixin stared at him, put away his hostility, but did not shake hands: "What do you want to say."
Ivan smiled and withdrew his hand without hesitation: "I'm looking for a way out of the final selection."
"Get out of the final selection?"
"Yes, I don't think we need to kill each other. As long as we gather everyone's strength, there must be a way to break this huge cube."
Du Yixin was silent.
"You seem to have killed a lot of people." Ivan's icy blue eyes were full of sympathy, "But I can tell that you are actually in pain."
"..."
"So, let's try. Maybe we all get out alive."
Du Yixin suddenly said, "Have you tried it?"
Ivan tilted his head and made a puzzled expression.
Du Yixin turned his gaze to the ground: "How much energy is needed to destroy this cube, have you ever estimated it? It can accommodate tens of thousands of people fighting inside. Do you think that with the remaining number of people, you can resist?"
"Besides, I've already made up my mind." He looked at Ivan again, "Everything will end here, and I won't run away."
There was no smile on the white-haired boy's face, as if he was thinking.
Then slowly said: "Is there no win-win solution? If I don't die, you won't die either."
"Who knows."
"In this case, let's change the way of solving the problem." Ivan smiled again, "The way to resist the aliens."
Du Yixin recalled the little boy with tentacles on his head.
Ivan raised his slender arms and stroked his chest: "Whether it is to escape or resist, as long as I can live, I will try. Cannibalism is the worst way. When there are other possibilities, I want to work hard." Believe in that possibility."
He paused, and said softly, "You didn't kill people because you liked it, did you?"
Du Yixin was startled, then frowned: "What do you want to do."
Seeing that the other party's attitude seemed to soften, Ivan raised the corner of his mouth: "Let's talk in another place, our companions are waiting for us."
After finishing speaking, the boy in white turned around and left without looking back, as if he was certain that Du Yixin would follow.
Du Yixin hesitated for a while, then followed the man. It didn't take long to step into another copy.
The ground is soft underfoot, and the air is filled with the fragrance of green grass. The sky is as blue as washing, and the earth is full of weeds.
Not far away, a small church sits on a field surrounded by a fence. The seven-color painted glass reflects the sunlight, making the plain church shine.
The young man leading the way walked briskly, and immediately came to the door of the church, and tapped three times: "I'm back."
Two three-meter-high wooden doors opened inwards, but Ivan didn't go in immediately, but instead made a "please" gesture.
Du Yixin glanced at him and walked in.
The display inside is also a very ordinary church, with a statue of the Virgin in the middle and a heavy holy book on the podium. It's just that in a small room, there are twenty or thirty people, standing or standing.
Seeing someone coming in, they all cast their gazes over.
"Maria, I brought someone back. This is the last one, right?" Ivan's voice sounded beside him.
A woman stood in front of the statue of the Virgin, with a black cloth wrapped around her head, as if praying. Hearing the sound, he turned around.
"Thank you, Ivan."
When he saw the woman's appearance clearly, Du Yixin couldn't help being taken aback.
The other party's face was extremely ordinary, but his expression was gentle and holy. The eyes were gently closed, but one eye was opened in the center of the forehead. The pupil color is colorful, but it is very similar to the color of church glass.
"Hi, my name is Maria." The woman clasped her hands on her chest, "I'm a level six player."
Du Yixin frowned when he saw so many players in the church: "The last one?"
Maria nodded slightly: "You are the last player left behind."
"Maria agrees with me and wants to resist the selection. But we can't do it alone, so we need to find more like-minded players." Ivan explained, "Her ability is prophecy, and she can see where the players are. , I am responsible for bringing people back.”
It's just that the two didn't expect that the final selection battle would be more intense than expected, and the number of players would drop sharply in a short period of time. And many times, even if Ivan finds the player, the opponent will attack indiscriminately.
In other words, the players in the church now are not only the number of people who will participate in the final selection, but also those who are willing to cooperate.
"Stop rambling, I came here only when I heard that I could go out, so just tell me what to do." A bald man sitting on a bench said dissatisfiedly.
Du Yixin took a look at the bald head. Apparently they were lured here for different reasons.
He is now a little curious as to what the two of them are planning.
Maria: "Now that everyone is here, let's start." She lowered her head and put her hands to the tip of her nose, "I foresaw the way for everyone to survive."
The author has something to say: Thank you He Bingyao for mine!