No. 1226 Promotion Game 17
The rolled-back eyes met the player's, and screams of terror were heard from the ground.
"There's a ghost, help!"
He threw the corpse away in an instant and ran away crawling.
The other players heard the scream warning and immediately turned around and ran in the direction they had just come from.
It's easy to get in, but hard to get out.
As most people ran into the canyon, a large pile of dirt fell from above, instantly burying the people running below.
Some were buried deep down, while others were still struggling. The dirt above them kept falling, and once buried, few could get out.
The high pile of mud was like a wall, burying many people alive and blocking their retreat.
“Back off, back off!”
"Help, please give me a hand."
"Hand, you stepped on my hand!"
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Ning Tianqi's men were thrown into chaos in an instant. At least a quarter of them were buried in the mud, and the remaining people were not absolutely safe either.
In the valley
The corpses staggered to their feet.
Some of them had just died, while others were already rotting. Like a herd of zombies, they staggered towards the players, their all-white pupils staring intently at them, making them break out in a cold sweat.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. How powerful can a bunch of corpses be? Just follow me! This kind of thing won't move once you break its head."
Someone who had experienced a zombie copy shouted to his companions, and then bravely rode a horse and kicked the corpse's head.
The force was not enough, and the head of the corpse did not fall off. The kowtow staggered and fell to the side, and he was almost caught by the corpse.
At this time, a player with great strength came on the stage. He kicked the head that was about to fall off hard again, and the head was kicked far away.
But the corpse did not fall down as expected. It had no head, but it was still attacking them.
Neither side had weapons.
The other side was a corpse that could not be killed no matter what method was used. After a chaotic battle, more and more players on Ning Tianqi's side were injured and died.
They couldn't win, couldn't escape, and before they even saw what the opponent players looked like, most of their people were killed or injured.
A turtle in a jar, at the mercy of others.
The ordinary players on their side all turned into controlled corpses after their death. The dead did not die, but instead grew larger and larger.
Ning Tianqi pushed away the bodies surrounding her, her body covered in wounds. Her entire body ached, her strength drained, and all she could hear were the screams of the other players.
Helplessness, sadness, and the fear of impending death.
As she faced her impending death, she didn't even notice another small red dot approaching.
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At this moment, Fu Anan was running wildly on the hillside.
It's lucky to say.
Just now, she was a small red dot, and was almost surrounded by red dot teams coming from three directions. Those three red dot teams almost caught her, a lone S-level player, all because of her fast running.
As a player with a lot of points and a high ranking, it is natural for me to hide!
Fu Anan really didn't dare to stop at this moment. He kept paying attention to the players on the road and looking at the red dots distributed around him, planning where to run.
However, just as she was concentrating on running away, the soil beneath her feet suddenly loosened and half of her leg sank in. She wanted to pull her leg out with all her strength, but the soil began to slide back down...
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