"Why do I feel like they are holding an evil sacrificial ceremony?" Cold sweat broke out on the back of the leather-armored assassin, and the hair stood on end.
"Something's wrong, something's wrong here." Another teammate kept trembling.
The adventurer captain took a look at his status bar. In addition to "imprisonment" and "poisoning", he also had multiple negative effects called "fear".
The next second, the dark wind roared past him.
He raised his head and saw a cloud of water vapor pouring out of the well. It merged with the wind of the natural environment and gathered in the sky ten meters above to form a huge and indescribable mist.
Oh!
The sound of dozens of people kneeling collectively came from behind.
The sound was very urgent, as if something terrible was happening in the mountain village.
The kobold priest who led the ceremony also quickly knelt down and knocked his head on the floor, his body trembling.
A second later, the flowing wind disappeared, the hazy mist moved above the well, and an invisible depressing atmosphere expanded to the outside world with the well as the axis.
"You are under the influence of an unknown entity"
Three players received prompts from the system at the same time.
I thought this was a game and nothing would happen, but for some reason, my whole body was shaking and my teeth were chattering, as if I was going to die.
The leather-armored assassin looked at the indescribable fog above his head with a frightened expression, and said in a trembling voice: "Why am I feeling more and more scared?"
"How about we turn down the physical sensation to the lowest level."
The captain was also trembling all over, as if something extremely terrifying was passing by in the mist above his head. Before he could see his appearance, his body was already so scared that he wanted to die. He wished he could sprout ten legs and run away, and he didn't want to stay still for a moment.
But it is such a strong stimulation that makes the three players increasingly certain that this is the beginning of an epic plot mission, and staying to accept the mission is the wisest choice.
The captain used his mind to slide out of the virtual game system and lowered the physical sensation to the lowest level.
This is a virtual reality game. The body sense can be adjusted to zero, but then you will not be able to feel the flow of the wind, the smell contained in the air, the body's blood flow, temperature sensing and other functions, and your own combat ability will plummet.
At this moment, the three players did not breathe a sigh of relief after adjusting to zero.
"I've adjusted it, but... my body is still very cold." The leather-armored assassin discovered in horror that his body still felt very cold.
The temperature didn't drop.
In other words, the somatosensory function may have failed!
He had tried it before. He adjusted his body sense to zero and touched the torch with his hand. He could not feel the heat at all. He could not feel the cold when he touched the ice cube with his hand. Even if he was hit by the ice magic/fire magic of his companions, he could not feel the heat at all. to hot or cold.
But this time when facing the evil believer's ceremony, the system's somatosensory function failed. The cold was like a sharp knife, piercing every pore of the skin, going deep into the blood vessels, flowing through the aorta, entering the heart, and being transported to every part of the body.
"Damn, there's a bug again. The confinement time is like this, and the body sensing settings are wrong again. I'm going to complain to the game company after I get out!"
"I have to complain even when I go out, you idiot!"
The three of them were cursing and frantically greeting the 18th generation ancestors of the game company family on the team chat screen.
Although they felt so uncomfortable that they wanted to die, they still had no idea of going offline.
Whoever goes offline at this time is a fool.
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"The great Cthulhu...the sleeping god of R'lyeh...the Old One..."
Kemen was sitting in the middle of the seawater city, bored to the point of explosion, when he suddenly heard vague whispers.
Those are the whispers of fanatical believers, who are chanting the names of their gods.
"Someone is calling me." Ke Meng thought to himself.
It's boring here anyway, so why not see who is calling him.
Kemen tried hard to gather his attention and listen carefully to those vague sounds.
After he concentrated on capturing those ethereal singing sounds, the sounds in his ears became clearer and no longer hoarse.
Suddenly, the image of a small mountain village appeared in my mind.
It was a dark mountain village. Dozens of people in black robes were kneeling on the ground, all bent over, and no one dared to raise their head to look at Him.
Oh no, there were five men not wearing black robes by the well, two were unconscious, and the other three were looking up at Him.
"It's interesting. No one else dares to look at me, but there are three people here who dare to look at me." Ke Meng thought to himself.
When Kemeng looked at the three of them, the three players only saw two red lights flashing in the fog, and then their whole bodies were filled with fear.
Unspeakable terror befell the three of them.
"You are being watched by an unknown being!"
"The whole condition has dropped by 90%!"
"Your mental resistance is too low, your whole body is suppressed!"
"You are dead!"
One explanation after another swipes the screen.
boom!
There was a muffled sound in the captain's head, his eyes were bleeding, he stared dead, and he couldn't even speak.
The other two teammates also felt uncomfortable.
"You have gone crazy!"
The two of them screamed, feeling as if their brains were about to burst. Endless pictures flew through their minds, all of them from their previous lives.
"It has been detected that the player's brain has been injured, and the forced offline safety mechanism has been activated!"
The moment one person went crazy and the other two went crazy, the three people's portraits in the team list dimmed and they all went offline.
The moment they were offline, the two players who were whimpering and going crazy were no longer in the game, and their characters became quiet, closed their eyes, and lay sleeping on the ground, like two silent sleeping corpses.
The people in black robes nearby heard the adventurer's scream and were frightened.
Sure enough, not looking up at the "Indescribable Mist" was the right choice... The kobolds were grateful for their wit.
Deep Sea R'lyeh.
"Hey, he's actually a player."
Kemen looked at the three fallen players, and messages about attacking players popped up one after another.
Also because of his gaze, Kemen happened to see the nicknames on the heads of five players, namely:
"Clear", "I am no longer a human being", "Full of rage", "Sweetness filled", "White milk".
"I can't even bear a look. It's really a dish. How is it different from the seafood here." Ke Meng murmured.
Ke Meng just looked at them curiously and did not arouse murderous intentions. He did not expect that the other party could not hold on for even a second.
After the opponent forced him to go offline, the player character fell into sleep, and Kemen found that a skill in his skill bar was lit up.
"Invasion of Dreams"
He has many skills, but the skill of Invading Dreamland has not been used yet.
The creatures in R'lyeh under the sea are active in internal fighting all day long and have no intention of sleeping, so the dream-based skills are always unavailable.
At this moment, five players were offline and their characters fell asleep, allowing Kemeng to take advantage of them.
Ke Meng glanced at the other two dream-based skills, one was "Distorted Dreams" and the other was "Propagation of Dreams". They both require Mr. Ke to use them when invading the dream state.
"Let me see what's in your players' dreams."
Kemen was so excited at the moment that he didn't even care about the kobold priest's sacrifice. His whole body's interest was attracted by the dream-based skills.
