Wu Hui knew that there was a high probability that he would not be able to stop his smile. But I couldn’t help but want to try it.
If the smile really escapes, take action again after a while. People like myself won't last long and will be worn to death. No, they are more likely to be corroded by the black mist, make them go crazy one by one, and then be controlled by it.
The water lapped at the ground beneath the boat. Wherever the sea water that appeared out of thin air passed, there was ice.
The ice blocked the way of the smiling face.
"Are you really a level 4 player? You can still reach this level even though you are not in perfect condition. If I give you some time, I don't know how far you will grow." Smiling face chuckled and stepped over Wu Hui's blockade. There are some traces of ice and snow on his body, but no one can stop him.
He turned and walked away, leaving behind a group of guys who were either dying or about to go crazy.
The reason why he wanted to leave was not only because his smile needed to be repaired, but also because his ambush against the Orb Spider had failed. The arranged sixth-level players died together with Mantis, and seven or eight fifth-level players were also killed by Zhao Xingluan and the Orb Spider.
Manpower is not a problem, there are still a large number of crazy people in the city waiting for him to control.
For example, he killed another Level 7 deputy minister in the city center and fell into a state of half-death.
In the city center, there are two level 7 battlefields.
A charred corpse with a niche mask on its face lay in the blood, looking very miserable.
Next to him, Gao Cheng leaned against the wall, feeling the passage of life. He knew that if no one came to save him, he would not live long.
But he and Liao Yuan have tried their best to control the situation. Next, you can only look at other people's.
The first person who came to him was not support.
"Lu Nuo?" Gao Cheng looked at his colleague: "So it's you..."
Smiling face did not speak to him, but just stepped forward and took off Gao Cheng's martial arts mask: "Well, it seems that he is indeed about to die. He is not acting."
Gao Cheng stared at him and said nothing.
One hand grabbed his neck and slowly increased the pressure. Soon, this conscientious Level 6 player of the Tribunal was killed.
There are not many level six left in the city. It can be said that almost all of them are dead. Smiley touched his mask with his hands that were not stained with blood, feeling a little irritable.
He had killed so many people at level six, but it was so troublesome to deal with a few players at levels three, four, and five.
You must know that for the gaming community, level 5 is just the beginning, and level 4 may not be considered an official player yet. Ordinary people with some special guns can kill people at this stage.
Phew, calm down.
It seems that I am also slowly being affected by the black mist.
Those guys are indeed very powerful, and each of them can be said to be a genius among players. But in the end I will win. Wouldn't it be nice to contain these future threats in advance?
Smiley face smiles happily.
His upgrade speed was actually not very fast. It took him three years to reach level six, which was a very ordinary level.
Of course, many people never reach level six in their lives, but that is mainly because they dare not participate in the game. If you keep participating in the game, three years to level six is a very average level.
So Smiling Face is not considered a genius as people think.
But there are no geniuses in the game, there are just ordinary people struggling to survive.
"Don't blame me." He smiled and said to Gao Cheng's body.
But behind him, not far from the charred corpse lying in blood, an old man who looked sixty years old suddenly opened his eyes.
The flames gathered like a phoenix and rushed towards the smiling face.
It turned out that the charred corpse was not Liao Yuan. He put his mask on a dead body as a disguise, but he held on to his last breath and launched an attack at this time.
So, never underestimate others.
This flame is Liao Yuan's last attack. No matter whether it succeeds or not, he will die.
He is only seventeen years old this year and has already burned his life many times in order to defeat powerful opponents, so he looked like he was in his forties before. Today, he has burned the remaining twenty years into his life.
The final blow is like a candle in the wind.
But it is also like thunder and raging flames.
Swallow the smile. The flames were blazing, burning his body. He couldn't laugh, he could only scream miserably.
Success!
Liao Yuan was very excited, but found that he had run out of fuel and could no longer maintain the flame.
how come!
How could it end like this...
His breathing stagnated, and his consciousness faded bit by bit.
"Damn it, damn it!" Smiling face had burn marks all over his body, and his smile was gone: "You guys should all deserve to die!"
"ha……"
This time the laughter came from a level seven player, the local deputy minister of the Tribunal: "You really, underestimate your colleagues."
"You can actually regain your consciousness? But you can't move, right?" Smile took out the props to treat himself, and looked at the goal of his trip: "Oh, I turned the whole city upside down by myself. I Why do I think so highly of you?"
"By you alone?" the deputy minister sneered: "Get it clear! We lost to the devil, cough cough cough cough."
His condition is really not good, he cannot move, and if he moves, he will go crazy again and be controlled by his opponent. But if he doesn't move, he seems to be unable to escape the outcome of being controlled. At this point, I can only try to weaken myself as much as possible to prevent Xiaomian from gaining a level seven combat power.
It would be better if suicide could be successful.
Xiaomian first went to give Liao Yuan a stab wound and confirmed that he was completely dead, and then walked towards the deputy minister. It gave him quite a lot of time.
"You should be trying to commit suicide."
"Just in time, it was when you were about to die that I was sure to control a level seven."
"Thank you for leaving your body to me."
"Hahahahaha!"
The deputy minister's consciousness heard these words when he was dying. He immediately opened his eyes and stared at the smiling face.
This is to die with one's eyes closed.
After controlling the seventh-level puppet, what kind of orb spider, Wu Hui. It won't be a problem for him.
It's just that both he and the puppet need a break.
Tomorrow is the day when the enemy will die.
At this time, Wu Hui knew that he was in a bad state. Li Xiaoyue was in a coma and it looked like she would have to lie down for at least a day or two before she woke up. Li Xiaojing has reached a state where she needs to be tied up.
The black fog on Guan Shanting and Ma Fushao is also gradually getting thicker. So much so that the Orb Spiders refused to join them, but Zhao Xingluan still had the conscience to come over.
Orb spiders are safe when they move alone. Now that the light has dissipated, no one can spot him if he hides. He was probably secretly planning to wait until the end of the game before jumping out to support.
Wang Xiaodie is still out of control.
It was becoming increasingly difficult for Ren Yin to control her, and he had to issue orders from time to time. Moreover, he was also affected by the black mist.
It's getting daylight. There is still an hour before Wu Hui's next game time arrives.
The attack that Smiley Mian said never came. But no one dared to rest at all. Maybe it's just a trick of the enemy, but they can also use other methods.
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