Even the well-informed John Stankin couldn't help but be frightened by such a scene. A little cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his brows trembled.
He had only seen this ghost that was superior to the red-clothed ghost once before participating in the maze scene.
His current survivor level is level 20. Well...if he hadn't used the level-compressed amulet item before, his current real level would be level 49.
The maximum level of survivors selected in the Hell Labyrinth is 50. Once you become a max-level survivor, you are not allowed to return to the human world and can only stay in the hell labyrinth for the rest of your life.
He is not ready to become a max-level survivor, and there are still many wishes in this world that he has not yet achieved.
More importantly, the supernatural power he now possesses has not yet been perfected, and he needs to subdue other ghosts as much as possible for his own use.
And if you want your supernatural power to become more powerful, you need to continue to devour more ghosts.
Once upon a time, when he was still a survivor at level 49, he had the honor to follow a group of max-level survivor bosses to participate in a terrifying hell-level scene.
I still remember what the hellish scene was called [Foundation of the Gods] at that time. To put it nicely, it's called the Foundation of the Gods. To put it bluntly, it's a group of weird ghosts and monsters housed in a huge base.
Every ghost here can be described as terrifying. There was a naked man squatting in a corner covering his face, a huge undead lizard, a rotting old man, and other various ghosts.
There must have been twenty max-level survivor bosses participating at the time. But after the mission ended, only two survivors survived.
One is himself, and the other seems to be a woman from China. That woman was very powerful, and she was the only one who could defeat the monster in the room she was in.
The reason why I can survive is mainly thanks to the protection of the protagonist's halo. Not only did he not die, but with the help of the protagonist Guanghua, he abducted and subdued a ghost at the last moment of the mission.
That ghost is called SCP-173. Yes, it's a strange rumor often circulated on real-world websites, and it's a protected object of the SCP Foundation.
To be honest, he felt that this so-called [Foundation of the Gods] scene should be the legendary fictional SCP Foundation on the Internet.
After subduing this ghost, his supernatural strength became even more powerful, and he always had unexpected effects when confronting other survivors.
"No, I have to go and have a look. With the protagonist's brilliance blessing me, it's almost difficult to kill me. If I'm lucky, I might be able to get some benefits." Thinking of this, John Stankin's eyes became firm and he pushed. With his glasses frame, he quickly urged the black python under him to chase the demon-level ghosts in the direction they were fleeing.
After nearly ten minutes, he finally caught up with the devils. The center of the City of Night.
Within a radius of ten miles, not a blade of grass grows. All high-rise buildings have been razed to the ground, leaving only the bare black earth.
The entire area, whether high in the sky or on the ground, is occupied by terrifying figures whose appearance cannot be clearly seen, and whose bodies are shrouded in a rich black mosaic aura.
Every terrifying figure represents a terrifying devil that cannot be described in words. A total of ninety-eight demons.
There are so many devils, they are surrounded, and they all look towards the center. In the center, there, at this moment, stood a group of people covered in blood, with their backs bent and breathing heavily.
This man was a young man, and he looked to be only about twenty-four or five years old. The man's appearance is not from their European and American countries, but from Fusang or China.
"It's him..." Seeing the man's appearance, John Stankin frowned slightly and immediately recognized who the other person was.
When he was first teleported in, he had met the other party once. I didn't expect that he would be the one to provoke so many devils.
There are nearly a hundred devils, not to mention a young boy, even if dozens of full-level survivors come, they will probably drink their blood on the spot.
This situation is simply unwinnable and impossible to fight. Could it be that the other party also has the halo of the protagonist? No, he shouldn't have the halo of the protagonist, otherwise he wouldn't be beaten like this.
Looking at the situation in front of him, it was obvious that all these devils came to target him with purpose.
John Stankin quickly dismissed the idea that the other party also had the halo of a protagonist. After a moment of silence, he put his giant python back into the ghost frame, then found a hidden corner and quietly peeped.
He has a very unparalleled protagonist aura, and it can be said that he enjoys a great deal of luck. Even if he stands in front of the devil and lets them attack, it will be difficult to hit him.
But it is a pity that although the protagonist's aura is very unnatural, it also has a very fatal effect, that is, there must be no fear in one's heart.
Once there is fear, the protagonist's aura will temporarily lose power and fall into a one-week cool-down period.
As long as you are not afraid and move forward bravely, the power of the protagonist's aura will always exist in the current maze scene.
If placed in the real world, once the protagonist's halo is turned on, it can be used continuously for 12 hours. This treasure was passed down from ancient times by their Holy Church, and he got it by luck.
It is precisely with this object that he can save himself from danger in maze scenes time and time again and survive to this day.
It's a pity that the man who had a close relationship will undoubtedly die today. ...At this time, Zhang Fan held the golden halberd in his right hand and gradually straightened up.
The power of the dream demon that originally enveloped his body didn't know when it would dissipate. He returned to his normal state of being alive.
It can be said that the body of the Dream Demon was completely defeated under the siege of so many demons. In his current state, he has run out of fuel and is at the end of his rope. He is truly at the last moment of his death.
Just now, Zhang Fan had just returned to the City of Night from the ghost world. Before he could look for the vampires around him, he saw groups of demons appearing out of thin air.
So many demons brought him an unprecedented sense of oppression. They did not attack together. Just the gestures of the two demons severely injured Zhang Fan. In the end, the power of the dream demon was scattered and exhausted, unable to be reassembled.
Zhang Fan coughed twice, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up with a heavy breath. But there was no trace of flinching or despair in his deep eyes.
Some are just cold murderous intent and fighting spirit. Since the outcome is death, then fight. Fight until the end.
As long as you still have your last breath, you must never give up easily. No matter what kind of devil he is, if he dares to attack, just cut off his claws.
Zhang Fan made up his mind that this time, even if he died, he would have to win over a few demons. Zhang Fan flicked his halberd and threw away the ghost that was nailed to the top of the golden halberd.
As for Fa Gui, he was freed from his restraints and immediately revived in terror the moment he landed on the ground. She swayed and stood up slowly, then tilted her head and looked dully at a certain devil in the east direction. The next moment, the ghost raised her left hand and waved to the devil in the void.
With one move, the overwhelming black hair mixed with rich green flames swept away. The killing pattern of ghosts is to first attack the ghosts with the strongest supernatural power within the current range.
In other words, among the devils here at the moment, the devil in the east direction is the most powerful.
Seeing the thick black hair that swept towards him, the devil did not dodge or flinch, but lightly snapped his fingers.
The sound of fingers echoed, and all the black hair and all the green flames were blown into ashes and suddenly disappeared.
And, at the same time, Fa Gui's body exploded and turned into a pile of powder, scattering all over the ground.
However, after being blown to ashes by the terrifying power of the devil, it didn't take long for endless black hair to flow in from all directions and regroup. In the blink of an eye, it returned to its original state, and the ghost returned again.
Incarnate spirits are different from ordinary ghosts in that they cannot be killed. No matter what kind of injury or damage is suffered, it will immediately restart itself and recover again.
At the beginning, Zhang Fan spent a lot of effort to suppress this ghost. In this way, Fa Gui was killed by the devil countless times. Finally, at a certain time, Fa Gui no longer took the initiative to attack, but slowly retreated, his body blending with the shadow on the ground.
Then, the exclusive ghost realm belonging to the ghost erupted suddenly, pulling the devil directly into it. Soon, the ghost and the devil disappeared together.
It seems that the ghost wants to deal with the devil in his own ghost realm. Last time, she treated Zhang Fan like this.
Although one devil is missing, there are still ninety-seven devils around. Still couldn't be of much help to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan tried his best to swing the golden halberd in his hand and hit the nearest devil with a violent blow.
However, as soon as he raised his hand, he could no longer bear the internal injuries and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. The halberd dropped from his hand and hit the ground, creating a purple mark of the other shore flower.
Zhang Fan knelt down on one knee, looking sluggish and looking like he was dying.
"It's still far away... How can I die here." Zhang Fan's eyes shed tears of blood, and he struggled to get up with a ferocious face.
How could he die here without dragging a few demons to die with him? No. no way! All will die!
Die to me all! ! Zhang Fan roared, gritted his teeth, and stood up again. His legs were shaking.
The body was also shaking violently. At this moment, there was blood flowing out of his mouth, between his nostrils, his eyes and ears.
He could no longer hold on, his life span had been exhausted, and he was about to reach the end of his life. Zhang Fan's vision became increasingly blurry, and the body temperature of his life was rapidly passing away.
He is going to die. Although so many devils gathered here, they only took action once from the very beginning, and never did it again.
It seemed that the aura on Zhang Fan that had been attracting them disappeared, and they lost the target to continue attacking.
Just when Zhang Fan was about to rush out with his last breath, suddenly, he felt as if his left shoulder was tapped hard by someone.
Sensing something strange, Zhang Fan stared with blurred vision and looked behind him stiffly. Then he saw a young man in gray clothes, looking at him with a smile.
This young man looks exactly like Zhang Fan. However, there was a touch of stiffness and coldness in his smile, as if all the smiles were just disguised illusions.
"You are..." Zhang Fan spat out two words weakly, wanting to ask who the other party was. Why do they look so similar to him, even almost exactly the same.
"You did a good job...Leave it to me next..." Zhang Fan in gray smiled, patted Zhang Fan's shoulder again, and then stepped out, Fusion with Zhang Fan's body.
At this moment, as he integrated into Zhang Fan's body. The body that was originally dominated by malice burst out with new vitality in an instant. All the injuries and the completely overdrawn life were visible to the naked eye. They all recovered in an unbelievable manner, showing a great reversal.
And the malicious personality immediately went offline. Some new personality has taken over again. After a few seconds, Zhang Fan slowly stood up from the ground, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a strange smile.
"You can call me... Dong!!" Zhang Fan muttered to himself as he stood up again.
He seemed to be saying this to the demons around him, but also seemed to be saying it to his inner self.
No one knows who he is telling it to, maybe only he himself understands.
