The airship made a whistle sound when the ship started, and the airship, which looked like an old ship at sea, oscillated, and Qi Leren who was sitting in the cabin moved his body uncomfortably, waiting for the airship to lift off and fly towards a place. The main part of the Twilight Township separated by the sea.
The Sunset Island where players live is unfamiliar to Qi Leren, because he has never been to Sunset Island in the game. Instead, he has taken over a lot of tasks on the mainland of the Twilight Land where NPCs live. He will go there today because of Task.
A quest that most likely involves the mainline of Nightmare World.
Although doing the main quest now is basically equivalent to dying, but the pre-tasks are mainly running errands and familiar things with NPCs. There is no danger before going to the holy city, so I just start doing it when I have time now.
The spaceship flying in the air made a roar of mechanical operation. Qi Leren propped his cheeks to look at the sunset outside the small round window. His mood was different from the first time he got on the spaceship. Empty and vaguely exhausted.
He guessed that this was the aftermath of the last mission. His luck in both missions was bad. After listening to the mission of sacrificing witches, Dr. Lu expressed sympathy for him, and repeatedly emphasized that the mission of ordinary newcomers is still Relatively simple, if all were calculated according to the difficulty of the missions he encountered, 90% of them would die tragically in the first mission.
The next task is chosen by Dr. Lu - he insists that his luck can crush ten Qi Le people - they can choose some easy and low difficulty tasks to complete while they are still in the newcomer discount period. Qi Le people have no objection to this, He was already self-aware of his luck.
There are guests walking around in the spaceship from time to time, and all of them are young people around his age. They should all be players, right? The bored Qi Leren tried not to look at the group of people abruptly, guessing their age, personality, and time to enter the game.
A tall and beautiful woman returned to the cabin from the pantry, holding a cup of boiling water in her hand, and white steam emerged from the transparent glass. She closed the door of the pantry, and walked towards the empty seats nearby.
Qi Leren's eyes followed her, the feeling of fullness made people sleepy, and his thinking was even more sluggish. He casually picked the beautiful girl with the goddess as a reference, and then suddenly woke up and suddenly realized that Ning Zhou was a man. thing.
He repeatedly restrained himself from thinking about everything about Ning Zhou, and let his first love, which ended in death, stay in the underground palace forever, as if he had a short and beautiful dream, but he still can't help but think of it...
This uncontrollable frustrating him.
The young woman walked to the vacant seat and hesitated for a while, because on the table and chair for eight people, there was a man in a cloak with his back to the direction she was coming from. A stranger, but the vacancies around her were already full, so she sat down.
Qi Leren glanced at the man in the cloak from a distance. He also didn't like this kind of person who was hiding his head and showing his tail. This reminded him of the accident that happened on the last spaceship. Two desperadoes threatened the passengers to perish together, and forced everyone to have sex. ten days of survival.
The woman sat down, took a sip of hot water, and put the glass on the table. The water surface swayed slightly with the spaceship. She still didn't want to have much contact with the dubious cloaked man, so she went to the seat inside. She moved and sat on the diagonal corner of the cloaked man as much as possible. The position against the wall gave her a sense of security. She leaned against the wall and narrowed her eyes for a nap, waiting for the spaceship to land.
The traveler in the cloak placed his hands on the table and folded them neatly. His hands were very thin, and there was a black totem on the back of his hand near his wrist. Under the magnificent sunset, the totem seemed to climb out of his sleeves. The same, meandering, twisting.
Qi Leren was not sure if he was blinded, but just a few travelers passed by him and wanted to sit on the table and chair next to him, blocking his vision.
The crisp sound was the sound of glass breaking, and Qi Leren's heart trembled.
[Clothes are collected in the rain] The remaining number of inductions is 2/3.
Qi Leren stood up abruptly.
There was a loud bang, and the cabin instantly fell silent. Everyone looked at the place where the sound came from—the cloaked figure who had been noticed by Qi Leren stood straight like a scarecrow, with countless black thorns and vines. Drilled out from under the cloak, and nailed the young woman to the wall like a sword.
The moment before she died, she should have been extremely shocked. The glass placed in front of her was shattered by the thorns. Before she could even struggle, the black thorns pierced through her body and even her limbs, and blood splattered everywhere.
There was an uproar in the cabin, and the terrified crowd hurriedly avoided the murderer's side, but the assailant didn't seem to have any intention to kill. He turned around, his face covered by the cloak was shrouded in shadow, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
Qi Leren, whose heart was beating fast, noticed his hands. The totems had already covered ten fingers on those thin hands.
What it is
The bunches of hard thorn vines retracted into the murderer's cloak like a spring, and the crucified corpse lost its support and slid softly, making a dull sound.
The sound of falling to the ground opened the prelude to the feast of death. The next moment, the calm cabin turned into a bloody Shura field. The cries and collisions sounded like a mix of randomly played musical instruments, and a song of death was played. symphony. There was chaos in the cabin, and several thorns and vines drilled out from under the assailant's cloak, attacking innocent travelers recklessly, and blood splattered everywhere they passed.
I don't know who shouted: "It's the Seed of Slaughter, the Seed of Slaughter in him has awakened!"
The thorns pierced the assailant's cloak to tatters, and the hood on his head had quietly fallen, revealing a thin and ferocious face. Like his hands, those terrifying black vines had already covered it. His entire face, from forehead to chin, was everywhere, densely packed.
Several skilled travelers fought with him, and more people hid in the corners. In the chaos, Qi Leren was at a loss, and a few fleeing passersby ran past him and pushed him in a panic. With one hand, Qi Leren stumbled and fell under the table, and fell with a twisted posture.
There was a loud noise on the table, followed by a scream. The man who pushed him away just now was nailed to the wall by a few black thorns. When I looked up, I saw a few more thorns, pinning a traveler who was fighting with the perpetrator to the ground, less than half a meter away from him.
The traveler hadn't died yet. He struggled while twitching, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, more and more, but the strength of the struggle became less and less, and finally he slowly lost his anger.
he died.
The chaos in the cabin continued, and Qi Leren didn't dare to stand up anymore. He cautiously crawled under the table and chairs. There were screams and fleeing sounds from above his head, which could only be seen from Qi Leren's point of view. A pair of legs running around, and a corpse lying on the ground, how long can such hiding last? If no one can stop the murder, then sooner or later it will be his turn, blindly avoiding can't solve the problem, the reality has taught him too many lessons.
The explosion sounded, and Qi Leren saw someone throwing something similar to a miniature bomb in his hand, but it was blown away by the thorns of the perpetrator, and it exploded with a bang, far less powerful than the miniature bomb in his hand. The bomb, on the contrary, killed several innocent players.
Throwing bombs couldn't hurt him at all, gotta get closer, get closer!
There was another scream that was close at hand, and the Qi Le people finally made up their minds.
Come on, fight!
Qi Leren clenched the last miniature bomb in his hand, rolled out from under the table on the spot, and archived it!
A thorn brushed his face and stabbed hard on the ground of the cabin. Qi Leren propped up his body and avoided another thorn that hit him. He did not dare to throw the last miniature bomb at will. To fight the pain of the last time, you must also ensure that you will kill with one hit.
It's close, it's close!
The few travelers closest to the cloaked man have fallen into the predicament of struggling to support, the milky white enchantment light shrouded in them is getting dimmer with the attack of the thorns, and the cloaked man is like crazy, waving his arms, countless The thorns drilled out of his clothes and spread like a black wave to the surrounding.
Less than five meters away from the cloaked man!
Qi Leren put his hands on Table Mountain and vacated over the table in front of him. The two thorns that swept across his hands slammed into his hands. There was a sharp pain in his wrists, and the miniature bomb dropped—
Qi Leren let himself fall to the ground regardless of the danger, picked up the miniature bomb and continued to charge forward. Several people shrouded in the barrier looked at him in astonishment, as if they were looking at a lunatic. Qi Leren rushed to the cloak man regardless, he finally noticed this daring man, and a strange smile appeared on the face that did not resemble a human being.
More, more thorns came to him.
bring it on!
Qi Leren held the bomb and showed him a winning smile.
With a loud bang, the bomb exploded.
Amidst the smoke and screams, Qi Leren returned from reading a file at the table. He wiped his eyes wet from the smoke, and a gust of wind poured in from outside the cabin, and Qi Leren opened his eyes wide.
The place of the explosion was close to the edge of the cabin, and it blew a large hole two or three meters wide in the wall. The strong wind from the sea poured into the cabin, blowing away the smoke and dust.
A black thorn covered the explosion like a spider web, wrapping the perpetrator firmly inside.
Those terrifying and disgusting thorns slowly wriggled, like countless black bugs, slowly dispersing, revealing the bloody body of the perpetrator.
He slowly raised his head, and the eyeballs that had lost their eyelids hung in their sockets, making his already weird face even more terrifying.
The eyeballs rolled, and they were fixed at the place where Qi Leren was.
He smiled grimly.
PS: In simple terms, Nightmare World is like an online game. Players are all online and cannot be offline at the same time. The tasks of the main world affect the game process and affect all players. For example, a group of players kills one of the three demon kings, then The Holy See of the main world may be happy, even if these players die, they are part of the history of the nightmare world, because he participated in the history of the main world. Other missions that are not in the main world are like doing a dungeon mission. There may be various types of modern, future, and apocalyptic missions. Xinxing Village Hospital is of this type. It does not affect the main world. The player of the mission has an effect only.
In addition, NPCs know that players are different from them. Players are strange strangers in their eyes. Organizations like the Holy See know more and know that they come from other worlds. But they don't think this is a game, because this is their world, and in the eyes of NPCs, players are strange people.