MTL - I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood-Chapter 179

"What's going on?"

The suddenly shaking ground woke up countless players who were still in the mountains. They hurried out of the tent, hurriedly packed their things, and gathered their teammates.

"Another earthquake?" The contestant who had experienced the seaside earthquake changed his face, but then he thought that there would be no sea and no tsunami, and he was relieved.

"Extinguish the fire, and now go to the open space, be careful of falling rocks on the mountain." In the dark, the contestants all ran to the open space in an orderly manner. After a few days of rigorous screening, these people already know what it means to be calm.

"Hehe, without the tsunami, the earthquake would not be scary?" The game designer smiled and looked at the calm players inside. He glanced at the communication watch and calculated the time when the machine officially started.

All organs after the third floor have set up automatic procedures, even if he himself cannot pause or advance. The reason for this is because the game has been hacked before, which caused all the plans for that session to be disrupted and the response was not good.

He stood up and walked to the simulation table of the game venue. The entire game home was reduced to a three-square-meter simulation table according to the real scale.

The designer zooms in on a valley at will, and there are several villains in the valley that refer to the players. He could see the movements of the little people at the moment, they were all walking down the mountain, where there was a small plain.

"Huh?" The designer noticed a villain without a contestant's logo, "Stowaway?"

He immediately found the player's code name and entered the live broadcast room. It turned out to be a stowaway, without a player uniform or character watch. This person is a little embarrassed at the moment. His erratic actions have been causing trouble, but everyone around him is willing to protect him, and the live broadcast room is full of complaints.

"Charm bug?" The game designer touched his chin, his eyes flashing with interest.

"Even medium zerg can easily attract and control, is this bug a mutant? Like Qin..." The game designer licked the corner of his mouth, "Powerful ability, and almost no sense of morality ."

He is curious about the limit of this control ability, will those controlled Zerg sacrifice their lives to save him?

stand up.

The earthquake was very strong and cracks appeared on the ground. The fissures spread out to both sides at great speed, and the ground began to bulge, as if something were rising up below.

"It's not like an earthquake, it's more like a strong crustal movement, such as plate movement." Anon quickly retreated to the land without obvious cracks.

However, in the blink of an eye, a new crack appeared under his feet, and this small plain was on the fault zone.

There are landslides and rolling stones on the mountain, ground cracks under the mountain, the sky is dark and the road is not clear, there is no real safe place.

"Go here." Qin pulled him, who almost fell, his hands were broad, strong and warm.

The ground cracked and swayed, but Qin walked steadily every step of the way, and he had a strong confidence in him, which made people feel at ease when they saw him. An Yinong also quickly calmed down. Where he stepped on the piano, falling rocks and cracks could not keep up with them.

Fengchi caught up, it floated a dozen centimeters, the small curls on its claws rolled up a small wind, standing beside it was like a mobile air conditioner.

The two and one beast walked towards the relatively calm **** while avoiding cracks and rolling stones.

The grass elf lay on the leaves and tree trunks, holding the branches and leaves tightly, while staring at these uninvited guests with wide eyes.

"Who?" Suddenly Qin frowned and stopped.

"啾—" The bird flying over the grass called, and a drop of dew rolled from the tip of the leaf, and before it fell to the ground, it was shattered by a murderous wave of air.

The birds were scattered on the ground, and they were cut in half by the invisible knife, and the blood drew a straight line on the grass.

"What?" An Yinong also felt an alternative atmosphere, and he looked around vigilantly.

There seemed to be things coming from all directions, and before he had time to react, thin ice appeared around him, thumping like bullets, leaving marks on the thin paper ice, but it was intact .

Who? is the player? Accidentally met, or an enemy who set an ambush here on purpose?

He didn't have time to think too much, the ground was uplifted and cracked, as if something had pushed the thin crust away, the plants on the **** were swaying, and animals were running around.

The shaking of the ground was so great that An Yinong's feet were unstable, and he would not fall down when he was pulled by the piano.

His embarrassed appearance caused dissatisfaction among the audience in Qin's live broadcast room, and they all scolded him for being a 'slugger'.

The audience in the live broadcast room of An Yinong desperately reminded: "Don't forget your ability to control plants."

It is also a typical example that the audience outside the field is more nervous than the players on the field.

The air was twisting, and a person appeared. I don't know when he appeared around here, and how long he stood there.

Saying 'stand' is a little inaccurate, these people are floating. They wore black robes that were different from the player's clothing, and wore six-hole masks of bone on their faces. They were about the same height, short, fat and thin. They didn't know who was who, only that they were murderous.

Seeing the costumes of these people, Aynon thought of the medieval bird-beak doctor, which represented the appearance of the plague.

"Soul Clan!" The six-person team over there also noticed the situation here. They who had spread their wings and wanted to leave stopped, and their faces were solemn.

The short cyan-haired man headed by absorbs the forces around him, and the wind swirls around him with leaves.

Soul? An Yinong looked at these uninvited guests.

This is what Qin said, one of the aliens who often appear on the battlefield?

The spell of 'silence', the mind goes blank.

An Yinong was stunned for a moment, and then he regained his senses. These black-robed monsters grew rapidly, and they were already three or four meters tall. The blades of grass around them withered and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the flesh of the birds that had not yet died completely melted away, leaving only feathers and bones.

Death is spreading, the breath of death is swallowed in their mouths, and the black pressure is like a mosquito swarm.

"These, can't kill me." Qin's face was expressionless, just standing in front of An Yinong.

There was a strange laugh in the dark.

The colic in her brain made Qin more and more awake, and the frost spread from his fingertips, past the new teammates and attacked the surrounding 'Soul Clan'.

He fought for half his life, drove away countless aliens, and offended countless aliens. So the aliens came to kill him specially, he was not surprised, he was ready to die at any time.

Just don't get involved.

On the trembling land, An Yinong has been holding Fengchi's neck, he saw frost on the grass outside, and snowflakes flying in the air like fireflies. In the light spot, a warrior in silver frost condensed, holding a sword in his hand and heading towards all directions.

They have no entity, sometimes gather, sometimes disperse, and cannot capture the trajectory.

A louder hoarse cry came from the masks of the black robes, the circle of dead blades of grass expanded again, and black qi gathered above their heads.

These black qi seem to have great lethality to life, and they stomped their feet in fear across the ice.

An Yinong comforted it, he squatted down and touched the ground, the torn ground was roaring, and the dead air was spreading underground, killing the seeds and animals sleeping in the ground.

He frowned and looked at the black-robed men again.

At this time, the live broadcast room was also in chaos. They found that not only Qin here, but also some other players who received attention were also attacked by aliens.

They accept Zerg players to kill each other and die, but never allow aliens to enter the game to kill their Zerg, this is a matter of principle.

Complaint letters flooded the game organizers, and even some people came to ask questions.

What's the hurry? Now the most important thing is to find out the way these things come in, but I want to know who is doing the trick."

He really said what he said, the soul clan has great lethality to life forms, but Qin's frost soldier is one of the symbols of severe winter and cold, and death, and the death energy has no effect on it. Accompanied by the cold wind, they suddenly appeared in front of the black robe, and cut off the masks on the faces of the Soul Race.

The light brown bone mask fell off, revealing a swirling void inside: "Ah—"

The sound of scratching the blackboard penetrated into the eardrum, and this sound almost emptied the live broadcast room of everyone.

The audience has encountered the soul clan composed of data in the virtual world, and has also experienced the baptism of the soul clan's death sound, but really facing the soul clan's death sound, it is still through the weakening of the screen version, they couldn't resist.

"Mute! Mute!" the audience shouted, covering their ears.

The audience is still like this, and the players at the scene are even worse.

Killing, resentment, twisting, madness... The sound of tearing made the soul burst open, An Yinong's brain was dull and painful, and he felt that his brain flower was taken out to play a death roller coaster, He shook his head and saw that the world was black, life was red, and blood was white.

Everything is so chaotic and indescribable, with soul-shattering terror.

So when the soul clan dies, all the negative energies burst out, and people who hear the sound of their death are said to go insane.

An Yinong is not crazy, but his head hurts like a tear. Aynon knelt on the ground with his head in his arms, his ears, nostrils, and eyes began to bleed, and the world took on a different picture.

But this is just the beginning, where the soul clan died, black smoke forms a group of strange symbols, they rotate slowly and solidify, and in the blink of an eye it is a new soul clan.

"There are soul priests here." Ken took a deep breath.

At this time, a rumbling sound was heard, and a mountain bag near them exploded, as if the behemoth of a mecha stood up.

It shook off the stones and dirt on its body, and said an electronic voice with no tone change in its mouth: "I didn't expect to guard two fish at a time. Mountain witch, your 'sacrifice asking for directions' still Very useful."

There was a weird laugh in the air, like a response.