Even now, there are still people criticizing Siber and asking her to quickly avenge the life of their beloved Kellner.

Although some people do think that "Kellnaxi was the first to attack, and Siber was right to passively counterattack", but "there are thousands of Shabi in the world, and Su Mingan's live broadcast room accounts for half of them." Due to survivor bias and the spotlight effect, there are particularly many people who make negative comments in the live broadcast room.

"Let's find... the weakest player first and intimidate him." Su Mingan said.

At this stage, he should be able to kill those players ranked in the top 80 or 90 in seconds.

Then kill one or two first to scare others.

He looked up and saw many blood-red lights in his field of vision. The red lights represented the twelve altars distributed in the sacrificial field. As the Ghost of the Nine Gods, he could see through the locations of all the altars.

He took a step and ran towards the nearest altar. In shadow state, he had an agility of 10 points, which was about the same speed as a sprinter running at full speed, but still at the level of an ordinary person.

He could only pretend that he didn't run at full speed. In the shadow state, his physical energy was sending out warning signals.

"What a trouble..." He thought, looking at the raven on his shoulder. It seemed to have no idea what a shameful thing it had done.

…

Ma Jin is a player ranked 95th. This ranking is the top in the eyes of ordinary people, but for this game, she is just the bottom.

Her guide is just Luo Yi, the 96th ranked "musician", whose ability is to influence others with music. There is no decisive effect at all.

After the game started, the twelve players were randomly teleported to different corners of the farm. She was now at a small wooden house.

She had estimated that the farm was probably more than three kilometers long, and that under normal circumstances, it would be difficult for her and others to encounter it.

"There is an altar inside the wooden house. It's so close. I'm really lucky." Makin pushed open the door of the wooden house and asked her guide to stand outside the door and patrol.

Walking into the house, she saw the black altar placed in the middle of the wooden house.

She took out the carving brush she had picked up at the door, approached the altar, and planned to try it with animal blood first.

She took out the blood bag and held it close to the engraving brush. The tip of the brush automatically absorbed the blood in the bag and turned bright red. She began to draw according to the vague marks on the altar.

[You are carving the altar, current progress: 53%]

[The props you use are (ordinary carving brush), (ordinary animal blood), carving efficiency: extremely low. ]

…

Makin traced the blurry marks with some effort, but found that it was too slow. It was as if her hands were stuck and difficult to move. She had to wait a long time before she could move a single stroke.

"This painting is too slow..." Seeing that five minutes had passed and the altar progress was still at 53%, she realized that the pen and blood on hand would not be enough, and she still had to go find props.

Just as she was about to get up, she suddenly noticed a hand reaching out from her right shoulder, holding her pen-holding hand, and leading her to start carving.

“Crash——”

An extremely long bloody mark appeared on the altar, but the stroke did not follow the mark on the altar at all. It was drawn directly, leaving an extremely discordant blood-red mark.

“Bang!”

The altar in front of him suddenly exploded, and the progress was directly regressed to 50%. And the trace of discord also slowly disappeared.

"What are you doing!" Ma Jin frowned. Since the guide Luo Yi didn't call the police, the person who came in must be a teammate.

She turned around suddenly and saw a somewhat unfamiliar face.

In the blood-red vision, the man was very close to her. She saw a pair of light-colored eyes, staring at her as if she were an ant.

White hair fluttered in front of her eyes, scraping across her eyebrows.

A shotgun was pointed at her head.

Luo Yi, the guide who was supposed to give a warning, leaned against the door of the wooden house, as if frozen, unable to move even his eyeballs. The scene looked extremely weird.

Seeing Siber suddenly approaching, Makin's face turned pale.

…

"ah--!"

All the players who were taking action in the Bloody Sacrifice Field heard a scream at the same time.

The voice rang in their minds, and they couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, young or old. It seemed like a warning specifically given to them.

At the same time, in the upper right corner of their vision, a blood-red number jumped slowly.

…

…

[Currently carved altar number: 0]

[Currently surviving "Black Lambs": 11/12 people]

【Dawn: 7 hours and 48 minutes】