Seeing Wen Zhixian successfully resurrected Feng Sheng, Xiao Lan said, "I'm going to find a guy who has escaped, and I will leave first."
Wen Zhixian beckoned to him: "Good luck, Xiao Lanlan."
Feng Sheng said, "Thank you, goodbye."
Xiao Lan waved her hands as she walked out: "Goodbye, and good luck to you."
Xiao Lan stepped out of the tattered cold storage door.
Probably it was blown by a cannonball before, and there were many holes in the entire hull, and the thick white mist poured in from the outside, restricting his vision.
Xiao Lan was advancing in this empty Endymion.
It was still silent here, as if he was the only one left in the world, only the silent and luxurious decorations around him remained the same.
Suddenly, he smelled rust-like blood in the air.
A few steps forward carefully, Xiao Lan saw a red in the white mist.
Going forward, he discovered that it was a blood stain, from the ceiling to the wall to the ground, all stained with blood, as if some flesh and blood had exploded here.
Xiao Lan looked in the direction where she came, but she couldn't see the quiet and empty corridor.
It seemed that he had come here all the way through a sea of blood.
He looked around. This should be the real Endymion, not the empty and dead cruise ship just now.
Only the diffuse white mist remained the same.
Then, as if the red curtain had been pulled apart, there was a scene in front of him that looked like hell, the walls and the ground were splashed with blood, and there was only blood and death air that was too thick to dissolve.
The corpse fell to the ground in all directions, and it is no longer clear whether it is the player or the npc.
With a total of 8,000 people on the cruise ship, Xiao Lan had no idea how many of them were players.
But so many corpses, it was the first time he saw him since entering the game.
Their deaths were different, some seemed to have been violently hit, some seemed to have been killed by a sharp blade, some seemed to be attacked by a beast, and some looked panic with eyes wide open, and there was no trace of scars all over the body. , But he was so angry that he died.
Obviously, none of them died of the same kind of ghost.
I don't know how many ghosts are on the Endymion at this moment.
"Guests... sir... There is an emergency on board, please go to... deck... take a lifeboat... escape..."
"Guests... Zizi... There is an emergency on board, please..."
The announcement of the cruise ship kept repeating this sentence.
There are no living figures in the surroundings. If ordinary passengers were not dead, they should have fled according to the broadcast instructions.
The most probabilities left are players who do side quests.
They don't choose to escape. It's the player's true color to ride the dust on the road to death.
Xiao Lan continued to advance on the boat.
After walking for a while, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
In one corner of the corner, he saw something similar to the body of "God".
It was obviously a flesh and blood structure, but it seemed to grow on the hull of a ship, blending with the steel plate, and slowly creeping.
It's not good, can this guy not only parasitize humans, but also take all the tough cruise ships
Xiao Lan really hates such unscientific creatures.
No logic at all.
Hmm... Except Luo.
Thinking of Luo, Xiao Lan took out the envelope and tried to contact the other party again, but still did not reply.
Xiao Lan frowned. Did something happen to Luo
Although I don't understand what happened, as long as he clears the customs smoothly, the two can meet.
Xiao Lan put away the envelope and moved on along the traces left by "God".
The farther you go, the more flesh and blood are parasitic on the ship, making the corridor look like a nest of some kind of monster.
These flesh and blood entangled like tree roots have even blocked a part of the passage, forcing him to temporarily change his route.
On the way, Xiao Lan also saw some human-like corpses embedded in flesh and blood, being swallowed.
This situation is a bit uncomfortable. It seems that the power of the "god" has become a lot stronger during the period of time when the track is lost.
If you don't find it sooner, this guy still doesn't know what it will become.
"Heh...heh..." Suddenly, a strange hoarse laughter came from behind Xiao Lan.
He turned his head abruptly and saw an unfamiliar face squeezed out of the flesh and blood on the wall.
The face was hanging upside down, and his dead gray eyes stared at Xiao Lan maliciously, and said word by word: "Profanity... God... Death..."
As the voice fell, the flesh and blood that had been quietly proliferating at the same time launched a fierce attack on Xiao Lan.
Countless tentacles pierced towards Xiao Lan's direction.
When Xiao Lan heard the laughter, she had already taken out the [Bone of Rebellion], and the jet-black blade directly swung at the flesh and blood tentacles that had attacked him.
After a few knives, Xiao Lan clearly felt that they had become harder.
The sword in Xiao Lan's hand was even more violent, and while shuttled in the attack of the tentacles, he rushed towards the face.
It seems that this thing can control the behavior of flesh and blood.
The human face felt the danger, manipulating the flesh and blood to try to get back help.
However, it was too slow.
Xiao Lan had already swiftly stepped forward to it, and slashed directly on this face with a merciless knife.
"what-"
After screaming, the human face was cut in half, and then absorbed again by the flesh and blood as if it had melted, with no waste at all.
The whole process fully demonstrated what is called recycling, which is very environmentally friendly.
With the disappearance of the human face, the flesh and blood in the corridor stopped attacking.
They returned to the state of unconscious proliferation before.
On the other hand, Xiao Lan heard the system prompt that his perennial strike skills had been scammed again:
"Poverty cannot limit my imagination, you have won [Wake up, get up and work]"
He looked at the storage space, which was a prop like an alarm clock:
[Name: Wake up, get up and work (rare item)]
[Ability: force the target to wake up, regardless of species (cooling time 24 hours)]
[Note: Who would not hate the early morning alarm clock? 】
Xiao Lan: "..."
Countless pictures of waking up early in the morning and rushing to work and school flashed through my mind.
Why have you all entered the world of descent, and remember this painful thing! ! !
After sighing, Xiao Lan continued to move forward without retracting her weapon.
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At the same time, a gap in space suddenly cracked above the deck of Endymion.
A man with braids, tanned wheaten skin and wearing casual beach pants stepped out of it and stood on the deck.
After he stepped out completely, the gap in the space behind him closed instantly.
Everything seemed so natural, it seemed that he could come and go freely between different playgrounds at any time.
The man with the pigtail looked at the palm of his hand and couldn't help scratching his head: "Hey, urgent task-'find the source of the abnormal energy and take it away', why the task description is not clearly written? I don't want to work overtime during vacation time..."
In his hand there was a compass-like thing, and inside was a small cloud of black shadow.
The pointer is currently shaking slightly in one direction.
The man with the pigtail looked at the pointer: "Is that right over there?"
He lifted his feet wearing flip flops and disappeared instantly.
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Under the guidance of the trace, Xiao Lan has already gone deeper and deeper.
As he progressed, the surrounding structures that originally belonged to the cruise ship gradually became invisible.
Later, he solved several faces that came out to attack, and he obviously felt that the more he attacked, the more frequent he attacked.
Finally, Xiao Lan entered a very open space.
It was supposed to be a stadium-like place, but now most of it is covered by flesh and blood, making it hard to see.
The walls, the top of the head, and part of the ground are full of mucus and squirming muscles, with a vitality that makes people feel unpleasant.
Xiao Lan squeezed the [Bone of Rebellion] in her hand, more cautious in her heart.
It looks very unusual here, it's just like a lair.
I'm afraid the body of "God" is here.
Xiao Lan continued to move forward.
Suddenly, his footsteps stopped.
A sticky voice rang above him, like something soft and slimy.
Xiao Lan didn't look up, he jumped directly to the side, avoiding the area where he was standing before.
In the next instant, several things like the tongue of a lizard stabbed from above.
If I was licked, I wouldn't know if I would die, but I would definitely be disgusted and half to death.
Seeing a miss, the tongues turned their directions and continued to attack Xiao Lan.
Xiao Lan held the bone blade in her hand and rushed towards them without fear.
The tongue tried to attack his vitals, but Xiao Lan flexibly avoided it.
In his perception, although these tongues look disgusting and weird, the fighting skills are still too primitive and can be called rampage.
It's simply not as good as the targets he had previously fought against in the training ground. Their fighting skills were all honed in countless battles.
Several dark blades flashed, and the tongues were cut off one after another.
The broken part was still struggling on the ground for a while before it slowly stopped moving.
Xiao Lan proceeded carefully in this lair made of flesh and blood.
Suddenly, a large mass of flesh and blood squirmed and blossomed like a flower.
Lying in the flesh and blood is a somewhat familiar figure—
Carlos.
In other words, it is the "god" who swallowed half of Carlos's body.
It was against the handsome face of Carlos after he recovered his youth.
With thick brown hair and sea-like eyes, the lines of the body are as smooth as a sculpture, like a god in an oil painting.
But its human-like part is only half.
The other half is still a hideous flesh-and-blood structure, with countless human faces all over it. At this moment, these human faces have also turned their eyeballs, their dead gray eyes are all staring in Xiao Lan's direction, and there is a strange smile on the corners of their mouths.
The "God" looked at Xiao Lan with blue eyes, and his smile was gentle, like a truly wise and fraternal god.
It clapped softly, the voice was low and pleasant, and the tone was commendable: "You can walk to the front of God, and God applauds you for your piety."
Xiao Lan stared at it with a calm tone: "No, I don't have the unique hobby of running to see others walking birds."
"God":"… "
Why is it such a perfect body that only the word "walking the bird" is left in this guy's mouth? !
Oh, ignorant human beings.
"God" suppressed the false smile on his face, and the naked muscles tightened a bit.
At this moment, it just wants to blast the guy in front of it.
With the help of one person, Xiao Lan steadily grabbed its hatred, which could be called the light of mankind.