Deformation of objects

Since the real purpose was to test the game's possibilities for Bai Luo and stimulate the potential of the players, a plan like Wanfeng's plan of a group of people rushing up the mountain together would greatly reduce the training for each person. Therefore, before they had taken a few steps up the mountain, there was a sudden violent vibration under their feet, and all kinds of strange ghosts rushed in from all directions, directly breaking the team that had just assembled not long ago into pieces.

Fortunately, Wanfeng had anticipated this possibility. While defending against the attacks from the ghosts, he also distracted himself and shouted loudly to the surroundings: "Approach the nearby players immediately, don't be alone! Protect the players with contact items..."

His words were gradually drowned out by the intensive attacks of the ghosts. When Wanfeng finally caught his breath from the joint attack of the opponents, there were only three people left around, and the rest of the players had disappeared without a trace.

If the ghosts simply launched an attack on the main force, it would be impossible for them to destroy the team so completely.

As someone who had received magic training, Wan Feng guessed at a glance that there was magic behind this incident. It was probably because it interfered with their judgment of the direction and environment, and there might be some distortion in the space, which made the others disappear so completely.

Wanfeng was neither hurried nor panicked. He took out a flare from his pocket, lit it, and shot it into the air, creating a ball of intense fire.

Immediately, traces of flares appeared from every corner of Luofeng Mountain.

Wanfeng stood on the flying sword and observed for a moment. After determining the distribution range of the flare launch, he once again confirmed that his guess was not false.

This was also expected by Wanfeng and the players. Wanfeng had the players gather flares before going up the mountain and distribute them to the most powerful players.

Once the team going up the mountain is dispersed, they will immediately fire the first flare to tell everyone the direction of the area they are in. At the same time, everyone will head up the mountain, find a temporary foothold, and fire the second flare so that the players who have arrived in their area can meet up with them and regroup.

Fortunately, the area of ​​the "Fengdu" map we are currently in is not very large, so even if the players are scattered, it won't take too much time to find each other.

After doing all this, Wan Feng looked at the other three people. A cute girl in a JK uniform, a young man who looked like a social elite but dressed as a samurai, and a cross-dressing man. Wan Feng vaguely remembered that these people stood with Bai Luo at first, probably Bai Luo's teammates or friends.

Whether it was Zhou Xun, Zhou Ruo, Bai Luo, or Rong Yu, the four strongest people were not on his team. But Wan Feng was not disappointed, but was very fortunate - at least he could still deal with this group of ghosts and monsters, and he didn't need to protect them. If Zhou Xun and the others were scattered around like him, they would be able to protect more players.

Zhou Xun and his three companions, who had scattered around Wanfeng in anticipation, were now sitting on the top of the mountain playing cards.

Mental power replaces eyes, allowing them to "see" all movements of the entire mountain without direct observation, and can block critical attacks for players before they encounter fatal danger.

Less than twenty meters away from the four people, a BOSS wearing armor, three meters tall, with horns on his head, dark blue skin, and exuding a murderous aura from head to toe, was tied up tightly like a grilled fish along with his weapon - a four-meter-long halberd made of bones. He fell to the ground like a fish out of water, with only the whites of his eyes open, staring blankly at the sky.

The place where the four of them were sitting was the "Ghost King Temple" which was presided over by the real BOSS of the copy.

Except for the Ghost King, all the evil spirits in the temple were swept away by Zhou Xun and his three companions as soon as they arrived here, and not even a trace of soul was left.

"One against four." Bai Luo threw the cards in his hand and couldn't help but sigh: "No one will believe it if I tell them that we are in an 'infinite flow' game."

"What's the current situation of the real 'Lord God'?" Zhou Xun asked at the same time as he took out a pair of six.

"Yaya has completely taken control of me, I'm being very good." Zhou Ruo said, "One to eight, and by the way, I want a cup of brown sugar pearl milk."

With a "bang", a cup of milk tea landed steadily next to Zhou Ruo's hand, accompanied by Zhao Yaya's complaint: "Uncle, why did you order the top order!"

——Since Zhao Yaya controls the entire dream, since it is a dream, as long as magic power is provided, everything can be "realized".

Zhou Ruo took a sip of milk tea and said happily, "Bai Luo, I suggest you open a restaurant in your dream. You can eat and drink to your heart's content, and you don't have to worry about gaining weight from the food you eat. No one would refuse such a restaurant."

After Rong Yu silently threw out a pair of nines, Bai Luo took out a pair of aces and slapped them down: "Aces - why don't you say I should just build a pinoconi?"

"Isn't that better?" Zhou Ruo said, "Why bother making a game? Let the official buy the copyright for you. Just copy Harry Potter, Persona, or Zelda."

"That's a good suggestion. I can also buy a Love of Light and Night." Zhao Yaya's voice sounded again: "It's a beautiful idea to fall in love in a dream without being responsible in reality."

"Then buy me a copy of "Miracle Nikki" too. I want to experience the power of dressing up!" Zhou Ruo was very excited.

"I would rather experience the world of Journey to the West." Zhou Xun couldn't help but join in the conversation: "Or mythological themes like Investiture of the Gods, aren't they just right for cultivating immortals?"

"Thank you for remembering to practice." Bai Luo complained: "Sisters, our real goal is to let all the people practice! You want them to use the power of matching to fight mutants! Change into a set of handsome and sexy clothes before fighting? Who can I rely on to throw the trump card? I have a pair of A and you throw the trump card? Are you crazy!"

Rong Yu looked at Bai Luo innocently: "I don't have any cards."

Bai Luo: “…”

...

While Bai Luo and his four companions were playing cards enthusiastically, Wan Feng, who was desperately trying to get closer to the top of the mountain, was also in dire straits - but it was just for the sake of fighting.

"Fireball magic--" Wanfeng shouted softly, and several fireballs appeared beside him. Under Wanfeng's control, they flew in all directions, accurately helping his three teammates repel the monsters that were trying to attack them.

Xianyu shook off the green blood on the sword blade, and the blood splashed on the ground, making a "sizzling" corrosion sound.

"Thank you." Xianyu looked at Wanfeng gratefully.

Mu Xi and Gou Ge took several steps back, their expressions solemn: "There are too many monsters."

"They're just like locusts, coming in waves and impossible to drive them away!" complained Dog Brother.

The self-confidence that they had gained after repelling the hostile players head-on in the previous copy has now been shattered in the hearts of the three Xianyu people as they are now besieged by a sea of ​​monsters.

Only then did they realize that the reason they had played so smoothly before was because of the assistance of Bai Luo, Zhang Jiajia and others. If they relied purely on their own abilities, even with the dice, it would be very difficult to play.

If there wasn't an experienced Wan Feng in the team, I'm afraid they would have died here.

Mu Xi's beautiful puffy skirt had become wrinkled due to long-term fighting, and was stained with colorful dirt and blood, making her look quite disheveled.

The amount of magic power in his body is limited, and Mu Xi feels his strength is exhausted. He can only give up attacking the enemy with magic arrows that carry higher damage. Instead, he relies on the physical strengthening brought by the transformation and picks up the bow to directly perform physical output.

"If I had picked "Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha" or "Pretty Cure" at the beginning, it would have been better." Mu Xi panted: "Otherwise, I would have killed everyone in the game long ago."

"Don't say such meaningless things at this time." Xianyu swung his knife and split a ghost that was approaching into two halves. Although they didn't know why ghosts in spirit form could be injured by physical output, they didn't have time to worry about these details at the moment. They could only be thankful that this world didn't delve into the battle mode so deeply. "Let's think of a way to get out of their encirclement first. If we continue to be beaten like this, our physical strength will be exhausted sooner or later!"

"I have an idea!" Wan Feng said, "but I need your cooperation."

"You say it, and we will definitely cooperate!" said Xianyu.

Under Wan Feng's command, the four of them barely cleared a small circle around them, and taking advantage of this only gap, the four of them quickly gathered in the middle. Mu Xi and the other two put their hands on Wan Feng, and according to his request, tried to transfer the energy in their bodies into Wan Feng's body.

Wan Feng, who had received magic from Zhou Xun, had his magic circuit expanded unconsciously, and could carry more magic. But it was Zhou Xun who controlled the magic at that time. Under Zhou Xun's subtle magic control, Wan Feng did not feel that this magic was any different from usual, but each attack was more powerful than before, and the use of magic was smoother.

Now, three completely different magical powers were pouring in again. The madly running magic power made Wanfeng realize how dangerous and uncontrollable the operation of magic power transmission was.

But the arrow was on the string and could not be unshot. Wan Feng tried hard to recall the feeling of controlling the magic power when Zhou Xun was in control. In an instant, his mind moved, and Wan Feng maintained this mysterious feeling and slashed forward with his sword.

The sword that contained the magic power of four people was extremely powerful. The dense group of ghosts and monsters were quickly torn open by Wanfeng's attack.

The opportunity has come!

Wan Feng was delighted, and he quickly injected the remaining magic power into the sword, and at the same time he reached out to his teammates. The three of them understood what he meant, and they all grabbed Wan Feng's hands or hugged his body.

Since Wanfeng does not have enough magic power and his sword-controlling skills are not proficient enough to control the flying sword to make it bigger or smaller, he cannot use the sword-controlling skills to escape from the air with his companions.

However, the pulling force brought by the flying sword and the "Sword Control Technique" can make them run faster.

Wanfeng held the other three people in one hand and held the flying sword tightly in the other hand. Relying on the pulling force brought by the flying sword, he finally broke out of the heavy encirclement of ghosts and monsters.

Not until he ran to a safe area did Wan Feng breathe a sigh of relief. He shook his sore shoulders and sighed in his heart: Fortunately, my physical fitness has been enhanced by practicing Taoism, otherwise my arm would have been broken before I could escape the encirclement.

"While we still have time, let's take a good rest and recover our strength and energy." Wan Feng said, "We don't know how many dangers we will encounter next."

"But don't you find it strange? Why do the ghosts dare not move forward when they reach the mountainside?" Mu Xi said.

"Maybe it's because there are other monsters on the mountainside." Xianyu guessed: "Those ghosts are not strong as a whole, but there are too many of them. In front of a real strong man, numbers can't play any role, so they dare not go up the mountain and enter other people's territory."

"Is that so?" Mu Xi nodded, then choked. The corners of her mouth twitched, and she said in a somewhat collapsed tone: "Xianyu, why do I feel like you are setting a flag?"

Salted Fish: “…”

The next moment, the earth shook again, and a giant four meters tall, covered in flames, stood up. He glanced around and finally looked directly at the four people of Wanfeng.

Four people: "......"

...

With fifteen minutes left before the end of the game, Wanfeng finally rushed to the top of the mountain with his wounded troops.

Bai Luo and his three companions, who had been secretly observing everyone, put away the cards first, untied the Ghost King, and manually disguised themselves to be in a miserable state, pretending to be fighting desperately with the Ghost King before Wan Feng and others arrived.

The ghost king, who had been tied up for almost two hours and had been watching the four people playing cards, said: "......"

You’re kidding!

Unfortunately, under Zhao Yaya's control, the Ghost King could not speak in the T copy. He could only stare with his eyes wide open, trying to express his anger and speechlessness through the whites of his eyes.

However, in the eyes of Wanfeng and others, the Ghost King seemed more and more ferocious and terrifying.

"Is this the BOSS that Kayaba Akihiko turned into?" Wan Feng took a deep breath, barely gathered his magic power, and staggered towards Bai Luo and others: "We are here to help you!"

"Wanfeng!" Bai Luo looked at Wanfeng excitedly. He was covered in wounds but had a delicate face, which made him look particularly lovable. "You are finally here. I thought the four of us were going to die here!"

Zhou Xun glanced at him and said, "The show is over. If you are exposed in front of Wanfeng in the future, I want to see how you will explain what happened today."

Bai Luo: "Please don't say such terrible things!"

Fortunately, the four people playing cards in the BOSS copy had exceeded Wan Feng's imagination. He did not doubt what Bai Luo said at all, and said excitedly: "You have worked hard! Leave the rest to us!"

Before he finished speaking, the Ghost King in the distance roared, and with its mind controlled by Zhao Yaya, it rushed towards Wan Feng and others waving a huge spear.

"Everyone, please give me your strength again!" Wan Feng raised the sword in his hand and said loudly.

Hand after hand fell on Wanfeng, supporting his body, and magic power continued to flow into his body.

The team responsible for defeating the BOSS has been reduced from more than 200 people to less than 100 people. There is not much magic power left in everyone's body. Even if they gather together, it is difficult to resist the attack of the BOSS. At this moment, the best choice is to disperse and avoid the attack. But with Wanfeng's call, no one retreated a single step. Without reservation, all the magic power was transferred to Wanfeng.

Until Bai Luo and the other three put their hands on Wanfeng's shoulders.

"Relax, don't resist the power they transmit into your body, accept it, and tame it." Zhou Xun's voice sounded directly in Wanfeng's mind. At the same time, four extremely pure magic powers directly poured into Wanfeng's body.

The flying sword in Wanfeng's hand suddenly grew several times larger. With a roar, Wanfeng raised it into the air and chopped it down towards the BOSS.

The BOSS was suddenly split in half with this attack, turning into hundreds of energies that rushed directly towards all the players.

As the energy poured in, the players' magic power surged, and their original fatigue was swept away. At the same time, their bodies gradually faded with the influx of magic power, and they exited the dream one after another.

"The three of us are ready to go too." Zhou Xun shook off his previous "embarrassment" and stretched himself lazily: "We're almost at the station, and the rest is up to you guys."

Before he finished speaking, the four people's faces changed at the same time.

The energy that was integrated into Zhou Xun's sister Zhou Moran suddenly changed, revealing a hint of evil spirit.

The dream is controlled by Zhao Yaya, and Lin Lang and Chen Qiting are surrounding it from the outside. It seems that the evil demon has no chance of escape.

But no one, whether it was Zhao Yaya, Zhou Xun or Bai Luo, thought that the evil spirits' dormancy, allowing them to control them, and the return of energy were just a trick. Parasitizing Zhou Moran's body was their real way to escape.

The incident happened too suddenly. Even Zhao Yaya was caught off guard for a moment. She could only watch Zhou Moran's expression suddenly change. In the confused gazes of Zhou Xun and Zhou Ruo's parents, he smiled slightly in the direction of Zhao Yaya and Zhang Jiajia.