All players have been infected with the plague when they entered the city of plague.
It's just that all this has been covered up by the flower of hope and transformed into a harmless and friendly appearance. If the average player sees his body rotting and stinks, he will panic and fear, but if it becomes animalized, he will not be so vigilant.
In addition, there is a betrayal hidden in the player, and the NPC and the betrayal together deceive and mislead other players, which will make the city of plague become the death of the players.
And it's not a simple knife to understand, but a soft knife is slowly sharpened, so that people can't feel the pain.
Shen Dongqing poked the skin on his arm curiously.
Hard and cold.
Shen Dongqing had seen zombies buried underground before.
They can't see the light, they walk in strange ways, and what's even more terrifying is that they can't even eat.
Thinking of this, Shen Dongqing said, "I don't want to become a zombie."
Zhou Wenyan comforted: "As long as you clear customs, you'll be fine."
Wu Jia said: "We have solved the source of the plague, should we be able to clear the customs?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a shaky figure walked out of the burned-to-ruin church behind him.
The fire just now was very big, but it did not burn the priest to death, but his whole body was scorched black, like black coal, and there were burn marks all over his body.
His facial features were all glued into a ball, and the original kindness disappeared, leaving only resentment.
"It's all of you..." The priest said hoarsely, "I could have resurrected God, just one, one tribute! You all deserve to die!"
He looked like a lunatic, dancing and talking.
Wu Jia was so frightened that he took a step back, for fear that the priest would be mentally abnormal and would use some weapon to hurt people.
The other two are big bosses, he is different, he is just a weak and timid passer-by, and protecting his own life is the most important thing.
But the priest probably knew that in the face of three adult men, he was more likely to give it away for free.
So he wisely chose... suicide.
That's right, the priest didn't use any weapons, he just grabbed the charred skin with his bare hands, and dug out the beating heart in his chest. Strangely, no blood came out, and the priest didn't die.
He knelt down on the ground, knelt down toward the ruins, raised his hands high: "God, I am your devout believer, I dedicate everything I have to you, may you grant me..."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Dongqing simply kicked the man to the ground neatly.
The priest had already been burned into coke, but now with such force, the whole person was like a fragile piece of coal, and it snapped into two pieces.
Only one intact head remained, and it rolled away.
Wu Jia swallowed: "What are you doing?"
Shen Dongqing rubbed the soiled soles on the ground and said, "Who made his big move so slow?"
Wu Jia slowly closed his chin.
Shen Dongqing: "Isn't it all played like this in TV dramas? The villain has to say a series of nonsense when he enlarges his moves, and the protagonist has to wait for the villain to finish speaking. Those protagonists are stupid, but I am not."
He also looked righteous.
Zhou Wenyan laughed and cheered: "That's right."
Wu Jia looked down at his father, and began to sympathize inexplicably.
It is really unlucky to meet a player who plays cards unreasonably. Come on, there are many more victimized brothers and sisters waiting for you below.
Before Wu Jia finished mourning for the priest, there was another sound from the ruins, and he blurted out, "Again?"
I saw a piece of the collapsed ruins arched up, as if something was about to climb out of it.
Wu Jia: "Could it be that the boss can be summoned even before the ultimate move is finished?"
Zhou Wenyan looked down at the heart that rolled under his feet.
The priest has died, but his heart is still full of vitality, and it is still "pounding", as if all the vitality of the priest is contained in it.
Zhou Wenyan stared for a while: "Is there any more spells?"
Wu Jia: "Yes, yes." He took out a large amount.
Zhou Wenyan picked out a burning spell and threw it on his heart without hesitation.
The fire erupted, swallowing the heart in an instant, turning it into a fireball.
The things in the ruins seemed to sense that the sacrifice was robbed halfway, and made a tragic cry, speeding up the speed of coming out.
Just as the priest's heart turned to ashes, the thing broke free from the suppression of the ruins and emerged from the ground.
Looking closely, it was the statue that the priest had enshrined before.
Originally, the statue was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly, but now it has finally reached the eyes of everyone, revealing its true face.
It has three pairs of facial features, all squeezed into one face, which is both terrifying and bizarre, and at a glance, it is known that it is the evil god.
The evil god's eyes rolled and landed on a pool of ashes at Zhou Wenyan's feet.
This was its sacrifice, but before it reached its mouth, it was destroyed by the tiny human beings.
The evil spirit burst out with anger, and its three pairs of eyes turned red: "I want to eat you..."
The Evil God has a strange appearance and a huge body. When he said this, he really had such an imposing manner that Wu Jia was stunned by it.
But Wu Jia turned his head and saw the two big men standing there calmly, so he was not afraid anymore.
Isn't he an evil god
What's so great, big guy, tear it up!
Wu Jia silently waved the flag and shouted in his heart, hiding himself better by the way.
The Evil God took the first step aggressively, and wisps of black energy spewed out of his three mouths, turning into tentacles covered with sarcomas, which were extremely powerful at first glance.
Obviously, the evil god also knows the reason why persimmons should be soft.
It let go of Zhou Wenyan, who was not easy to offend at first glance, and rushed directly to Shen Dongqing, who looked thin and thin. As for Wu Jia, he had been hiding in the corner for a long time, not attracting attention at all.
The tentacles rushed up and surrounded Shen Dongqing.
The three mouths of the evil god let out hoarse laughter at the same time.
But it didn't take long for it to smile, and the smile froze on its face.
—The tentacles that extended out were all disconnected from it, and fell to the ground with a clatter.
Shen Dongqing held one of them: "Squid whiskers!"
He is a little hungry.
Just remembering that the squid whiskers fell out of the evil god's mouth, he immediately lost his appetite.
The Heretic God was stunned for a moment, then furious: "How dare you blaspheme!"
Shen Dongqing threw the squid whiskers on the ground in disgust: "God? Insane?"
This is the new vocabulary he learned in the last game.
The evil god was furious: "Damn, damn!"
It looks like it's going to be enlarged.
The sky above was instantly closed with dark clouds, obscuring the sky and the sun, as if the end was coming.
Seeing that the two bosses were motionless, Wu Jia couldn't help reminding him, "Hurry up and interrupt him!"
Shen Dongqing shook his head: "Don't worry."
Still in a hurry
Wu Jia was so anxious that even sweat dripped down.
I don't know what this evil god will look like after releasing his ultimate move.
Evil God…
The evil god is dumbfounded.
The Heretic God aggressively prepared to make a big move, but it seemed that it was so close that he couldn't let it out, as if he was sneezing.
It thought of the uneaten priest's heart, and vaguely understood what was going on.
It's just a little bit short of a priest's heart.
Why didn't he eat it!
The evil god fell into deep regret.
Shen Dongqing seized the opportunity and went up to a fat beating.
He usually wants to live in peace with the ghosts. If the ghosts don't come to provoke him, then hello to me and everyone, but once they come to provoke him, they will be embarrassed and will only be beaten to death.
The evil god who just pointed to the destruction of the earth is now rolling on the ground begging for mercy.
The thin Shen Dongqing beat the tall evil god to the ground, making the scene somewhat amusing.
Wu Jia smiled, but the evil spirit couldn't laugh.
Obviously the human is small and thin, and looks weak, but with a coercion, it suppresses it so that it can only be passively beaten.
The evil god has always been worshipped by priests, enjoying the sacrifices safely and steadily. How could he have suffered such grievances, and immediately said: "I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"
Shen Dongqing let go.
The evil god who escaped from the dead breathed a sigh of relief.
It's just that this breath of relief is a little too early.
Because Zhou Wenyan came up.
He wiped the sweat from Shen Dongqing's forehead first, then bent down and showed a kind smile to the evil god.
The evil god seemed to understand something, struggling to step back: "No, no—"
In the ruins, a black cat squatted on a beam, with a pair of green eyes watching everything that happened calmly.
The Plague City was not originally called the Plague City.
It is a warm little city, and the people living in it are carefree.
The black cat is a fortune-teller in the city. She has a little bit of astrology and enough to eat by tarot cards.
The days went by so peacefully until one day, when she went out for an outing, she picked up a dying old man.
The old man said he was a priest who worshipped the gods.
The black cat said with a smile that he believed in science.
The priest said nothing and looked at her in silence.
The black cat asked the priest to draw a tarot card, and the priest drew a hanged man. This is a card that represents sacrifice. The body of the hanged man is gone, but the soul is immortal.
"I would like to worship God, no matter what the cost," said the priest.
The priest settled in the small town and began to preach.
But people in the city are more willing to believe in science.
Sometimes the black cat went back to help the priest and saw him planting flowers.
The priest said: "This is the flower of hope. If you believe in God, it will bring hope, if you don't, it will bring destruction."
The black cat didn't believe the priest's words, and just smiled.
The priest looked at her and said in a hoarse voice, "I will ask God to spare your life."
Then…
The plague has come, and I don't know where it started.
There is no medical treatment for the plague, more and more people are dying, the small town is surrounded by death and fear, and it no longer has the peace it used to be.
At this time, the priest stood up and said that he could solve the plague, and as long as he planted the flower of hope reverently, he could bring hope to everyone.
Surrounded by the terrifying plague, the residents could only believe what the priest said.
Hope the flowers are planted one by one.
It seems that the plague has really gradually disappeared, and everyone has gained a new life, but this new life is illusory and can only paralyze people and ignore the dangerous plague.
These are known only to black cats.
Because she had already turned into a cat and escaped the plague, but was unable to tell the truth to others.
The whole city has become a dead city, and it is called the city of plague.
If the plague supports the fierce reputation, and no one dares to come here, the evil god will gradually weaken because there is no worship, but every once in a while, a group of people will come to the city.
Black cats are full of hope every time, wanting to tell them the truth and let them save the city. But every time, those people were played with applause by the priest, and finally absorbed their lives and offered them to the evil god.
Fortunately, this time, the black cat was not disappointed.
The Evil God let out a painful howl, and the huge body cracked open, and the full vitality escaped out, rushing to the sky and turning into a ray of light, covering the entire city.
Shen Dongqing raised his head: "It's raining."
The rain fell on the slow-moving zombies with dull eyes, their expressions softened, and they raised their heads and looked at the same sky.
The rancid smell dissipated, and the rotting skin returned to its original state.
under the rain screen.
The recovered zombies cried, vented, and hugged excitedly.
The sky is bright, and it is reborn.
Shen Dongqing tilted his head: "We also hold one?"
Zhou Wenyan raised his hand and hugged him.
[You have passed the city of plague]
[Congratulations on successfully solving the plague, settlement is in progress—]
[The score is A, get 3000 points and drop special items [Black Cat's Tarot Card*1]]
[Current player's remaining points are 3240]
Shen Dongqing took out the tarot card in his hand, and there was a hanging man on it.
"What do you mean?" He didn't quite understand what this meant, and after watching it for a while, he stuffed it into his pocket.
"what?"
Shen Dongqing felt that he had touched something cold and cold. He fished it out and found that it was a key fragment from the previous game.
He handed it over: "What's the use of this?"
Zhou Wenyan took a look: "The key, the key to get out."
Shen Dongqing held the key and asked, "Can I still go out?"
Zhou Wenyan: "Of course."
There has always been a saying in the game, that is, you can leave after clearing ten games. In fact, this is a lie, just to give hope to those novice players, so that they will not lose heart and lose their desire to survive.
There is only one way to really get out, and that is to get the keys.
The probability of keys falling is very small, not all dungeons will have them, but they must be special dungeons.
Shen Dongqing gave an "oh" and shoved the key fragments back.
Zhou Wenyan asked, "Why, don't you want to go out?"
Shen Dongqing poked his cheek and said, "Actually, I think it's quite interesting, I can play for a while."
Zhou Wenyan looked at him, his eyes softened: "Okay, let's play for a while."
A couple of days off.
Zhou Wenyan planned to enter another game copy.
Wu Jia was shocked when he heard the news: "Boss, you can't think so much?"
Ordinary players will lose their vitality every time they finish a dungeon, and they won't be able to recover after a few months of rest.
Where is it like this big guy, playing and not dying.
Zhou Wenyan straightened his collar in the mirror and said, "Go find a token of Earl Carlisle and go back for a vacation."
Shen Dongqing nodded: "Yes, it's fun, do you still want to play?"
The thought of the earl's cook made him hungry.
Wu Jia: "...Forget it."
With so many ghosts in the hands of the boss, the countess is the most pitiful.
Hope she dies sooner than later, Amen.
Zhou Wenyan pulled the collar: "Let's go."
There is a trading office in the city where the player rests.
In it, you can exchange special items that cannot be bought in various system malls.
Zhou Wenyan has a special channel to provide him with some special props that can enter the dungeon in advance. As soon as he reaches the trading office, he goes straight away.
He is a big customer, and the stall owner greeted him warmly when he saw him.
Zhou Wenyan explained his purpose.
The stall owner suddenly looked embarrassed.
Zhou Wenyan: "No token to enter the copy?"
The stall owner: "Hey, you don't know, there seems to be something wrong with that copy, it has been closed, and it has not been repaired until now. I have a token in my hand, but I can't get in, and it's useless to buy it."
"In addition to this, there are two simple dungeons that have been closed, and there is no place to go in and brush the props."
After complaining for a while, the stall owner looked around and took out something mysteriously.
"This is a token of the modern city copy, do you want it?"
Shen Dongqing heard the words "modern city" and her eyes lit up: "Is there electricity, network and air conditioning?"
The stall owner froze for a while: "Uh... there should be."
Generally speaking, the modern city dungeon is popular because there are no particularly powerful ghosts and strange problems, and it is easy and safe to clear customs.
Why is this guy asking such a strange question
Shen Dongqing pulled Zhou Wenyan: "Buy this."
Zhou Wenyan didn't hesitate: "Okay, buy it."
[You have entered the city of strange talk]
[Every corner of the strange city is full of supernatural stories, they hide in the dark and spy on everyone. Shhh - don't look back, they're right behind you.]
[This game is a battle royale mode, 49 players have been launched, and the surviving players are refreshed in real time]
[The system item has been disabled, the available items are: every ghost story in the ghost town - be killed by ghosts, or use ghosts to kill your opponent]
Shen Dongqing opened his eyes and found himself sitting in a car. When he looked up, he could see a figure in front of him.
The man was tightly attached to the car window, his facial features were crowded into a ball, and his face was covered with red and white things, which should be blood and brains. It noticed Shen Dongqing's gaze, grinned, and half of its face was pulled away. It raised its head and slammed the car window hard, as if it was about to break the glass and get into the car.
If the driver suddenly sees this thing while driving, he may be scared to death.
But Shen Dongqing is different, because he can't drive.
The car is moving fast.
Fortunately, because it was late at night, there was no one on the street.
Shen Dongqing knocked on the glass with his fingers and asked politely, "Hello, how can I stop the car?"
Killed the ghost.
It was the first time it had seen such a sober and refined driver.
Is it not scary enough
The dead ghost simply tore off half of his face and grinned at the driver inside.
But the driver was so focused on how to drive, he didn't notice the appearance of the ghost.
Shen Dongqing saw that hitting a ghost was useless, so he could only figure it out for himself. Before he was about to hit something, he finally distinguished which was the brake and which was the accelerator.
After a screeching tire screeching sound, the car finally stopped slowly.
Shen Dongqing pulled out the key and got out of the car.
Fortunately, the dead ghost was still lying on the windshield. He breathed a sigh of relief and handed the key over: "I can't drive, come on."
Kill the ghost:
Instead of crying or shouting, you want me to drive you? ?
Can you give the ghost a face