Su Ming'an was still worried about what to do if these players were running around, but he didn't expect that they would get together on their own and really take the initiative to provide him with a chance.
...This is really a group of amiable players.
At this moment, Wang Chaoze's arrogant face became a little cute.
"Su Ming'an." Wang Chaoze raised his eyebrows: "You didn't chase us immediately. Instead, you went to various locations to read the plot... This is the reason for your failure. You looked down on us too much!"
Su Mingan was surprised. He didn't expect that among the players at the top of the list, there would be such a hateful player. He was the standard brainless villain written in the book.
Maybe it's because the other person has been depressed for too long.
If the player stays on the farm for a long time, his thoughts will be confused. He heard that the embarrassing scene of Wang Chaoze dancing with pigs had been spread across major forums, talked about by busybodies, and even made a hot search on the world forum.
# Chao Chao Ze, Dancing Pig Man # is a label that has been used by others. It is really pure evil. It is estimated that even if Chao Chao Ze wins a round here, he will not be able to get rid of the name of a pig in the future.
Take Aini as an example. His code name is related to "Fire Controller" and "Second Truth of Fire". Sora Mizushima has titles such as "Judge", "Miss Black Cat" and "Pop 5 Player". , when it was Wang Chaoze's turn, the first thing people thought of was the "Pig Dancer"... Can this keep him from going crazy?
"By the way, Su Mingan, Adolf asked me to bring you a message." Sirius said next to him.
Perhaps thinking that the outcome was decided, he didn't even say anything provocative. He felt that the first player only made a mistake that gave them a chance to win.
"Huh?" Su Mingan still remembers the name Adolf, a top player in the early stage of the world game.
"He said he was sorry that he didn't lend a helping hand at the United Regiment," Siris said.
"Oh." Su Mingan had no reaction after listening to Sirius' words.
What Sirius said happened a long time ago and should be... the actions of Edron, Edward and others to imprison him after the Second World made Adolf, as a bystander, feel sorry. However, whether this person is truly apologetic or whether he is forced to bow his head due to concerns about Su Mingan's current status, this has nothing to do with the current situation.
That's already... too far away.
"Okay, okay, let's finish talking. Let's end it quickly." Leslie said, thinking of the tragic scene of Margaret's curse just now, she wanted to return to the airtight building as soon as possible.
Sirius nodded towards Su Mingan and took out a submachine gun: "Sorry."
They're about to take action.
They have adapted well to this kind of behavior of attacking others in danger, and some of them have already set their sights on the unconscious Siboer, wanting to see if he is the legendary first guide.
"It's okay." Su Mingan said with a smile, "I'm the one who should say sorry."
He held out his hand.
"--superior!"
Seeing this, Wang Chaoze immediately drew his sword and rushed over.
A sharp sword energy came out vertically and horizontally, rolling up a shower of leaves, as if a huge black sword was emerging from the farmland.
Beside him, the leader "Swordsman" Zhao Zhuoqi drew his sword simultaneously, and the cold sword light blew like a flying silver dragon. It looks quite impressive.
Leslie and Sirius also took action at the same time. They knew that although the five-fold bonus of the Nine God's Ghost had been wiped out, Su Mingan himself was stronger than them. They only relied on the numerical advantage of six people and the fact that their respective leaders were not weak, so they dared to come and fight in a group.
They all paid attention not to hurt Sibur on the ground. After all, they guessed that this person might be related to the First Guide, but they didn't know why he fell into a coma. If Su Ming'an dies, they may still sign a contract with her.
Facing the six people who rushed towards them, Su Mingan saw the desire in their eyes very clearly through the light of the soul stone.
These are people who are at the top of the world. But in front of him, they were chasing his shadow like a group of beasts chasing desire.
...It has almost become an obsession.
Su Mingan raised his hand.
A subtle white cross light lingered on his fingertips, and he heard a faint sound of wind when he issued this blow.
"call……"
He tightened his fingers slightly, completed the preliminary action, and the sound of wind suddenly rose.
This time, he injected two-thirds of the mana.
Seeing this, several people immediately crossed the sea and showed their magical powers.
They are all very familiar with this skill of Su Mingan, and they can calculate his maximum attack range with their eyes closed. With a burst of displacement skills and props flashing, they avoided the central shock landing point with great tacit understanding, and each jumped to a "safe" zone.
If this is an ordinary situation, the positioning of these top players can be described as "perfect", just like a team of players surrounding the dungeon boss in the game to jointly attack. If he were to fight Su Ming'an in his normal state, he might actually be avoided this time.
...However, Su Mingan's current state is not normal at all.
It can even be described as "outrageous".
"Crack."
A subtle cracking sound sounded at this time.
The moment the sound sounded, the direction Su Mingan's palm was pointing, whether it was a wooden house, farmland, corn, leaves or stones... all fell into a strange stagnation for a moment.
Chao Chao Ze, who rushed towards us with a sword, Leslie who used the light flash jumping skill, Sirius who used the strange recoil of the gun to forcibly move, and their three leaders who floated over... were all involved in this period of silence. among.
The expressions on their faces, either greedy, happy, solemn, or plain, were frozen simultaneously, as if they were pulled into a quiet oil painting.
Then, everything started to move from stillness.
It was like a big spoon reaching out from the sky to stir the porridge cooked in this farmland. Everything around him instantly twisted, fluctuated, exploded, and steamed.
In front of Su Mingan's eyes, the peaceful scenery was erased like a gouache painting, and melted like water stained with ink.
The mercenaries who rushed over, the swordsmen who drew their swords, the tearful woman who gathered light waves in her hands, and the guides around them who emitted different lights...
Their faces and bodies collapsed and shattered in Su Mingan's field of vision, as if they were crushed by a falling boulder——
"boom--!"
There was a loud bang.
The shattered vision scene, like a shattered mirror, was displayed in front of his eyes in a shocking way.
In front of his eyes, blood exploded, flesh and blood were blurred, and people's bones made a heart-wrenching creaking sound. The hard armor and weapons were completely crushed by this, like crackling and bursting of ground beans.
The bright red blood exploded to the ground, mixed with the pale bones, and sank into the black mud, like a massacre being staged.
After the loud noise, there was silence.
The area in front of Su Mingan was dented out of thin air. The blood color and earth color were glued together, and it was impossible to see clearly which tissue was left behind by humans.
The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded at this moment.
Even after watching the live broadcast for so long, people have never seen such outrageous skill effects. Even the high-explosive bombs of the top player, Demolitionist Yulia, are not so terrifying in scope and destructive power.
This is simply...a missile-like strike.
[Holy shit...] They couldn't help but sigh, and various exclamation points filled the barrage.
[What level of damage is this? 】
[Wori, who said players can’t compete with hot weapons? I feel like this one is already comparable to a missile, but the range is just not that good. 】
[The game has only been started for more than three months now, and it has already shown such destructive power. So if the game ends, what will these top players be like... Humanoid nuclear bombs? Land bulldozer? I'm afraid even a nuclear strike won't be able to sanction it. 】
[I'm starting to worry about what will happen after the game ends. The so-called one-man army seems possible. 】
[That’s still far away. Shouldn’t we be happy for the strength of the first player? This shows that as long as he doesn't die, sooner or later he will be really that strong. 】
[laughing to death. When you are treated like a dog and enslaved by those players at the top of the list a year later, you will have a sense of crisis. Don’t you understand nature that the weak will eat the strong? Once the individual's strength is higher than that of the collective, it will definitely be a disaster. People are emotional, and collectives are rational. The world must not be left to individuals to decide. 】
[No, which one is following which one? It has only been three months, and we still don’t know what the fate of the future will be, but you are already starting to worry about the post-war situation... Think about the threat of higher-dimensional creatures first. 】
[Classic, a classic part of human internal fighting. Anyway, I think it’s pretty good. I’m willing to be treated like a dog by the first player (dog head.jpg)]
【Come and enslave me! I just like to be enslavedhhhhhh (sudden illness)]
【……】
After seeing Su Mingan's destructive power, some people have already sensed a crisis.
Among them, the United Group is even worse. At this time, they were sitting in the conference room watching the live broadcast, frowning and lowering their heads, writing something down in the notebook in front of them.
"...This level of destruction is too exaggerated." This was the emotion of Marjorie from the Intelligence Department of the United Regiment. She adjusted her glasses and looked a little melancholy.
The world is changing so fast that they can no longer keep up.
"Perhaps, we should include the post-game pattern into our current considerations." This is the thinking of Andrew, deputy leader of the joint team.
"I agree, we need certain systems and moral appeals to guide or control powerful players, otherwise it will definitely cause a disaster." This is the suggestion of Chief of Staff Ashkel.
"...Is there really no need to win over the first player? He can help us construct this pattern well." This is the suggestion of Kai Luosha, the volunteer representative of Blueland Hospital. She is a pacifist who yearns for beauty. .
"...This is a double-edged sword. If he finally refuses to submit to control, it will be a devastating blow to the prestige we have finally established. People now still need our organization and help."
"..."
"We should consider Alande and Derrick. At least, they are both top players who can be controlled, and their relationship is suitable."
"The gap between us and adventure players has become wider and wider..."
"However, it is impossible for us to leave the joint team alone and participate in the game. The right people should do the right things. The concept Su Mingan once said is also correct. I think we should maintain the status quo and then strengthen the relationship with adventure players. To unite, treat them as stars and weapons, give them enough honor, and not completely open freedom is the best way for everyone to go forward together better and faster..."
"..."
Such discussions are taking place in conference rooms all over the world.
Across a screen and a whole world, they analyzed the top players fighting in another world, trying to find ways to make the world a better place.
Leisure places such as parks, taverns, teahouses, and movie theaters have gathered countless strategy-writing casual players holding notebooks, tables, and data notebooks, trying to make suggestions for the personal development of top players. Even if the audience only knows how to post barrages and make silly jokes, every bit of live broadcast popularity they contribute will eventually be collected into the live broadcast settlement points of the top players.
Although the importance of these audiences is insignificant compared to other players.
Everyone, during the period when Peak World was opened, seemed to be constantly working hard for a "better" and future.
But Su Ming'an, who was separated from them by a world and was truly at the forefront, gathering their attention, withdrew his hand.
He walked towards the broken bodies of the top players.
Under the terrifying space vibration just now, these players were already bloody and bloody, and their bones and flesh were mixed together. The scene looked so terrifying that it could be regarded as a horror movie without the need for special effects.
He possessed them and picked up their dropped gear.
A hand full of blood and minced meat suddenly grabbed his ankle at this moment. The owner of this hand was Leslie, whose face had been distorted and broken by the shock.
Her lower body turned into a puddle of blood and mud. She looked very scary, but she was lucky enough to survive. I don't know if it was because of her continuation skills or because she had strong vitality.
She grabbed Su Ming'an's ankle and exerted force, her eyes still filled with tears caused by the pain.
Her hands trembled, her mouth full of blood opened, and she made a broken voice:
"This...isn't fair..."
Before she died, she figured out why this happened - it turned out that the bonus rules of this kind of sacrifice would also change due to the change of the identity of the participants.
It must be because there are special factors in Su Ming'an that lead to the contrast in his strength bonus before and after.
She originally thought that they had a chance to win this time, and that the victory they longed for was already within reach. The first player's "misperformance" in this round seemed to be a stepping stone to their reputation.
But she didn't expect that this was actually done on purpose.
As soon as they caught a glimpse of the burst of light in front of the gate of heaven, they stepped into hell.
The first player...is he really invincible? Why does everyone who stands in front of him end in failure?
This is simply...unfair.
Her blood-stained hands gradually became weak and her eyelids slowly closed.
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