Chapter 65: Deadly Road Friendly Match
Although the fried rice had stuck to the outer shell of the vehicle, the two people in the dragon boat car still heard Qiao Song's words clearly.
There were thunders overhead, but having learned from the experience of the previous minefield, the Peaked Caps had already prepared new lightning protection measures. A whole big pot cover rose from the top of the vehicle.
After the crackling sound, the lightning strike from the sky turned into a blue electric current that was injected into the center of the cauldron and seemed to be directly absorbed by the dragon boat vehicle.
"The Black Iron Guild, a group of slaves for money, dare to take the initiative to offend us."
The Lego man pulled out a gun made of assembled bricks and stretched it out of the window.
The next moment, the familiar blue electric current was actually reused and burst out directly from the muzzle of the gun, hitting the food truck next door that was speeding up to overtake them.
The two people in the strategy team actually modified their vehicle into a device that can absorb lightning and then emit it again.
Qiao Song had been chased by lightning for so long that he had gained experience from being struck by lightning, so he immediately took a defensive posture.
Unexpectedly, the shot was not aimed at her, but at Jiang Zuting who was sitting next to a wok.
The flying spatula directly slapped the attack away, and Jiang Zuting raised an offensive prop card on the center console with a bad look on his face.
Before he hesitated whether to use it, Lin Fan tremblingly said while operating the car: "Team leader, their car seems to be helping us share the firepower!"
After the headless monster in the house transformed into a new form, it kept chasing their car. If it weren't for the chainsaw maniac on the roof of the car, the food truck might have been pierced through.
Now that new cars have appeared, the number of lightning strikes on their cars has obviously decreased, which shows that the plan of diverting the trouble is feasible!
Qiao Song stood on the roof of the car and counted her remaining mirror paper-cuts. They were enough to block six or seven lightning strikes, but she couldn't keep defending passively like this. The strength of that display screen was obviously extraordinary. She had just shouted, and if the two people from the Black Iron Guild were not fools, they would probably suspect her. She had to make the situation more chaotic.
Seeing that the lightning strike did not work, the two people in the strategy group next door immediately used other attack methods of the dragon boat vehicle. The golden dragon head swam around and quickly brewed a water bomb.
Qiao Song knew that his current shape was not waterproof, so he seized the opportunity and jumped suddenly when the car approached!
With a bang, the water bomb hit the food truck next door, and the strategy team also found something jumping onto the roof of their car.
The two people from the Black Iron Guild were even more surprised than them. Lin Fan had been paying attention to the movements on the roof of the car. When he saw the guy in the form of a mud ghost jump to the next door, he was dumbfounded.
"Team Leader, could that guy really be a player?"
How could the goblins know the name of the Black Iron Guild, and how could they run directly to the next door to provoke them without their orders!
Jiang Zuting glanced at his skill interface. He had just used angel investment for the second time, so the other party had to do him a favor.
"It's okay, let her go. She will be temporarily bound to us while my investment is in effect."
So it doesn't matter whether she is a human or a ghost.
They had all seen how crazy this guy wielding the chainsaw was, so they just treated him as a thug for free.
Qiao Song didn't realize that she had become a thug in the eyes of Hei Tie and the other two. She simply took out the chainsaw and started cutting on the roof of the strategy team's car.
Anyway, from what I've observed just now, the dragon boat car of the strategy group has been modified. Now if lightning hits the car, it will be directly absorbed by the antenna pot and will not hurt her at all.
The members of the strategy team were also stunned. It was the first time they saw such a reckless ghost. He was not afraid of being struck by lightning outside the car, but instead directly attacked and tried to cut open the roof of their car.
The Lego master immediately turned the gun around and fired the lightning he had just collected directly at the small hole in the roof of the car.
The lightning above his head was falling fast and the lightning was too strong, so Qiao Song really couldn't defend himself. But couldn't a small lightning bolt like this be destroyed by a chainsaw?
[****'s sculpture, remaining usage time 13 minutes and 25 seconds]
The sculpture floating around Qiao Song seemed to be able to twist everything that entered her range into objects that could be violently destroyed, no matter whether they were tangible or intangible. As long as her body was strong enough, she could even smash a ghost with one punch, but it was obvious that the chainsaw in her hand was much more useful than her fists.
Seeing that the lightning he had struck out was actually split in two by the chainsaw, a solemn look finally appeared in the eyes of the Lego master. This car was modified by them themselves, and they knew very well how powerful the material values were. How could a weapon directly make a hole in the roof of their car like cutting a can!
"Captain, she really cut a hole in the car! The stun gun is useless!"
The man in the baseball cap on the driver's seat had various tiny pixel dots condensed on his hands, trying his best to repair their car, but the repair speed could not keep up with the strange cutting speed of the chainsaw.
The creaking sound was as if the guy on top was going to come in and cut off their heads at any second. It was even more creepy than the lightning outside the car.
The Peaked Cap immediately decided: "Use the prop cards we brought with us!"
After a round of visits to the maintenance station, they have replaced the new prop cards, and none of the three have been used so far.
They can do whatever they want in the dungeon, but if the car is damaged, it will directly affect the game score, and they will be laughed at by others when they return.
The Lego man immediately touched the fixed card slot on the center console.
【Prison of Light (Fragmented Version)】
[The prison forged by light can lock all objectively existing things into a cage, no matter whether they are alive, dead, tangible or intangible, they can all be imprisoned, and all filth will be digested during the imprisonment (the use time of the cage is determined by the user's fear of light, the damage to humans is halved, and the lethality to ghosts is multiplied by ten)]
This prop card was originally prepared for the famous big players in other guilds, especially the magician who likes to raise ghosts in the Newcomer Alliance. I didn't expect it to be used on such a strange guy.
At least judging from the appearance, this guy looks like some kind of ghost that is a specialty of the dungeon. Perhaps he is controlled by the players of the Black Iron Guild with some special skills. The intelligence of the strategy team shows that the players sent by the Black Iron Guild this time seem to be very good at using soul coin-related bribery skills, and both players and ghosts can be bribed.
Seeing that the chainsaw was about to cut their heads, the LEGO master immediately took out the prop card to solve the hidden danger above their heads first!
When Qiao Song was holding the electric saw and cutting the dragon boat, she saw something strange other than lightning through the gap in the iron sheet. It looked like a small golden cage that was rapidly enlarging in front of her eyes.
She raised the chainsaw in her hand reflexively, and the sculpture floated nearby. No matter what kind of monster it was, she could cut it with the chainsaw, it was just a matter of speed. But when she was about to cut it, a line of very obvious words suddenly appeared on the cage that was constantly enlarging in front of her.
Physical Instructions: [Prison of Light (Fragmented Version), a prison forged by light, capable of holding all...]
After reading the inexplicable prop description, Qiao Song hesitated for a moment, and did not even pick up the chainsaw to chop it up. Instead, he let the cage capture him without any resistance.
In just a second, her figure disappeared.
“It’s actually like this?”
The Lego man, who was still holding the building blocks in his hand, felt that the process was going so smoothly that it was unbelievable.
"Is the effect of this card so strong?"
Before members of the strategy group enter the game, props will be uniformly allocated by the president. The reason why their guild is called the strategy group is not only because of the special attributes of the members, but also because the president himself has a very special profession and can generate a strategy list that will automatically match the best props and the best copy suitable for each member.
A group of players who love to play and don't care about their lives, and who don't regard going home as their only goal, gathered together under the organization of the president.
The baseball cap also found it a little unbelievable, but after thinking about it, since it was a prop given by the president, it should have a good effect as long as it is used.
"This guy must be in the same group as the Black Iron Guild. I can't tell if he is a human or a ghost. Since he can be controlled by the 'Prison of Light', he must be a ghost."
What's more tricky is the thing behind it.
The huge black shadow brought out by the plague-like food truck was of unknown origin and did not look like the ghosts that should be in this copy at all.
The two men in the baseball cap had been to a dungeon at the level of Red Clothes before, and had even participated in a dungeon above the level of Red Clothes once. The feeling that this black shadow gave them was beyond the explanation of Red Clothes.
He stepped on the accelerator and tried to put as much distance as possible between himself and the guy behind him.
Next door, Jiang Zuting and Lin Fan, who were still expecting the Mud Ghost to capture the Dragon Boat Car in one fell swoop, were suddenly dumbfounded.
Isn't that guy's chainsaw invincible? How could a guy who dared to fight even a masked boss be locked up by such a prop card?
The members of the strategy group have always been free to pass dungeons as they please, but the Black Iron Guild knows that their high survival rate is not only because of those strange game-related abilities, but also because their guild has a particularly mysterious president who gives them a special strategy and special item cards every time they enter the game.
But I didn't expect it to be such a powerful prop card.
Lin Fan felt the lightning strike on the roof again, and suddenly felt that it was not the right choice for them to take the initiative to provoke the Raiders Team. Who knows if these guys will retaliate against them? He was just a newly promoted minion in the Black Iron Guild, and he was mainly here to cooperate with the team leader Jiang Zuting because of his special abilities.
The team leader himself was much calmer than him. Jiang Zuting quickly adjusted his state and pointed in a direction.
"Go over there, the people from the Newcomer Alliance and the Dawn Country are over there!"
The balance was broken, so they had to pull other people in as soon as possible. In addition, for some reason, the huge black shadow behind them seemed to be losing its sanity. From just chasing their car in the beginning, now it would actively attack the strategy group. Even every time they drove past some houses, they could see huge black pipes in the sky directly inserted into the ground.
That guy was like a world-destroying boss who was constantly wreaking havoc and using his black blood vessels to absorb nutrients from the entire dungeon.
This makes it even more unreasonable when we think about what happened to the mud ghost just now.
A guy who dared to fight the masked boss head-on with a chainsaw was instantly locked up in a cage? If the strategy team had this ability, why didn't they lock up the shadow boss behind him in a minute?
Jiang Zuting felt that the tool from the strategy team was too powerful, but at the same time, he felt something was wrong. Could it be that the guy with the chainsaw had a brain cramp and jumped into the cage by himself?
At this time, Qiao Song, who jumped into the cage on his own initiative, had a rare opportunity to rest.
Before, when she picked up the chainsaw and felt something coming towards her, she actually realized that she should be able to cut this thing, but the prop description she saw at that moment made her change her mind.
In fact, she was also a little surprised.
Could it be that because of the existence of the sculpture, when the other party used special props on her, even the physical explanation appeared directly? Isn't this the sculpture from the Ghost Story Middle School? It actually has this function...
Let’s put the issue of the sculpture aside for now. The prop that locks her up is quite interesting. It’s the Prison of Light. If I understand correctly, this thing should be extremely lethal to ghosts and monsters, but not necessarily to humans.
Qiao Song thought about it and felt that it was time to change jobs.
At least in the eyes of the Strategy Group, she and the Black Iron Guild are in the same group. Now that she has been locked up by the Strategy Group, the two Black Iron members who are being hunted outside will definitely find a way to drag people from other guilds into the water.
The psychopaths in the strategy group might even help.
These guys would definitely not allow themselves to be hunted while others can leisurely collect the doors of the new map.
Thinking of this, Qiao Song sat cross-legged in this completely white world, feeling a lot more relaxed. No matter how big the flood was, let this group of people stir up trouble outside first. In such a chaotic time, it would be a good thing for her to fade out of other people's sight.
Qiao Song looked around this completely white world, and suddenly saw a line of reminders in a corner not far in front of him:
[Your current life status is detected as human (@*%). The remaining time of the Light Prison is 4 hours, 59 minutes and 05 seconds.]
Qiao Song:?
What the hell, locking her up for 5 hours?
Although she was mentally prepared, this time might be too long. By the time she got out, the copy would be almost over.
Thinking of this, she realized something more important: where were her sculptures and chainsaws?
After being locked in this cage, except for her body here, all the prop cards on her body disappeared, including the lightning strike card and other special prop cards obtained from the copy, as well as other prop cards she had on her body.
I think the use of props is prohibited here, and I don’t know if it is the special property of this so-called prison of light.
Qiao Song tried to use his skills, but found that he could not summon the toolbox. It seemed that he could only sit in jail for 5 hours.
However, the sculpture can only be used once, and its effective duration is only a dozen minutes. No, she has to look for it again.
Finally, Qiao Song finally found a row of familiar sticker tattoos on his elbow.
[Roaring chainsaw (pause state)]
[Mysterious Sculpture (Pause)]
Wait, paused? So when she leaves, it goes right back to the way it was when she came in?
So what's the point of the strategy team locking me in? Isn't this doing me a big favor!
But soon, Qiao Song thought about the special condition of his hands covered with mud and reacted.
She now has the appearance of a ghost, and the guys in the strategy group have used a prop that is specifically designed to defeat ghosts to trap her.
Tsk tsk, the information gap is really terrible.
But not everything turned into tattoos. One thing that didn't was the map portal she obtained in the Eternal Night Town.
A tiny glass bead hung on her wrist.
Why is this thing an exception?
Qiao Song frowned and touched the beads. Soon, her eyes changed slowly and she sat up straight suddenly.
[Map No. 78: Jurassic Forest]
[Unknown error detected, cooling down period @￥**&]
In this space, the map cooling period turned into a string of garbled characters.
At this time, the outside world.
The strategy team who were driving the car and playing Speed Speed looked at the flashing Light Prison card in their hands and was a little puzzled: "Did the president tell us how long it would take to kill a ghost if this card was used to lock it up?"
The man in the baseball cap in the driver's seat was concentrating on following the food truck in front of him that suddenly accelerated, while also trying to avoid attacks from behind, without even turning his head.
"No specific number was given. It should be based on the strength of the ghosts. The longer it takes, the harder it is to kill the ghosts. What's wrong?"
"It's okay, I just feel weird, how can it take 5 hours to digest an ordinary ghost."
They had seen the president use this card in other copies before. At that time, he threw a ghost close to the red-clothed level in, and it only took three hours to digest it.
The man in the baseball cap sneered: "A guy holding a chainsaw and almost cutting our car, could he be an ordinary ghost?"
Lego man thinks so too.
"So, what did the people from the Black Iron Guild do? Why did they suddenly get into such a big trouble?"
Ever since they started to run for their lives, the rumbling sound of collapse behind them never stopped. That guy with a strange figure and a square object covering his head really seemed like a regional boss who came to cause destruction, and he kept chasing their two cars.
And just now, the black shadow became even more crazy, muttering a bunch of gibberish that they couldn't understand, and in an instant, he threw out a bunch of black wires with electric arcs and pierced into the ground.
The entire Eternal Night Town now looks like an invaded computer room, with wires, lightning, black smoke, and flashing lights everywhere.
And the players and ghosts who are escaping while collecting doors.
In stark contrast to this noisy scene, outside the racing copy, those guys who were watching the live broadcast could only stare at the jumping numbers on the screen in boredom because their monitoring rights had been cut off.
Not to mention that they have objections, the copy owner himself also has strong objections.
Yinyin impatiently threw off her shoes, tore the bunny doll in her hand apart, and pouted as she was about to start crying:
"I told you I hated that monitor! Look, now I can't even watch the live broadcast. I have to stay alone in the dark toy house again!"
Soon, a light blue electronic projection appeared in the room, and the AI robot hugged her gently: "It's okay, the game is not over yet, and there will definitely be players coming to the terminal this time."
"Wow, it's all your fault. It was you who said that if we gave permissions to NPCs in other dungeons, the game would become more fun and my wish would come true. But why is no one coming?"
After the authority was divided, the hearse copy became hearse entertainment, and there were a few more guest seats in the copy. Those guys with strange heads would occasionally come and help her manage the copy with the AI. She earned more and more soul coins, and the gambling pool was full of gold coins, but this was not what she wanted.
What she wanted was friends, someone to come to her in the dollhouse.
"Yinyin, be good. It will be fine this time." AI stroked her head gently.
"Really?"
"Really, AI won't lie to you." The white robotic hand pointed at the screen.
The comforted little girl in red rubbed her tearful eyes, raised her head, and saw the numbers jumping on the screen in front of her.
Just like the big screen that the players outside see, this is also the data of some players.
The team members of several large guilds had an increasing number of doors after their names, while some players either only got one door or got zero points.
The name Qiao Song was just like everyone else. The number behind her did not change at all. She even only got one door.
But the biggest difference between the data seen by those guys outside and that on the big screen in Yin Yin's toy house, each person's name is followed by a bright red number.
The top players only have pitiful single-digit percentages behind them, while the name Qiao Song is followed by a bright red 56%.
That was the probability that she would be able to reach the final destination, calculated and predicted by the AI of this copy itself.
The little girl in red was comforted. She sat back on the sofa, holding her new doll and staring at the row of ranking words.
At the same time, in the hearse's entertainment guest box.
Boss Cai's real body is still here. He is now like a bionic robot in the box that is turned off, leaning against a huge copy docking port. Countless black wires spread behind him, like steel data tentacles that are completely submerging him.
A string of garbled characters and an angry symbol flashed across his screen.
[Permission to invade 'Eternal Night Town', searching the entire map...]
[Search failed, the location of the soul was not found, the other party may have entered a special space]
His consciousness connected to Boss Cai in the copy and he cursed the system several times, calling it a rubbish.
So he really hates the shuttle skill cards in the hearse race!
The map for each game is different, and the props given are also different. The prop cards given this time are particularly annoying. Because you are limited to bringing three prop cards, the effects of the props produced in the copy have become much stronger.
Did that damned female player use this shuttle card to go to Huoyan Mountain or somewhere else? But he had already accessed the permissions of two maps at the same time, and it would take some time to search for more maps.
This crappy Hearse Entertainment has hundreds or even thousands of maps. I don't know why that kid loves playing video games so much.
Boss Cai controlled his body, which had grown several times larger, like a steel machine, and continued to chase other players in the Eternal Night Town.
"Since I'm here now, I might as well finish my work before leaving. I don't believe she can hide for much longer. By the way, wasn't there another guy I hate here before?"
In the town of Eternal Night, countless huge electric wires fell from the black shadow that was chasing the fleeing vehicle and penetrated deeply into the ground, as if they had penetrated deep into the dungeon.
The energy from the copies emitting blue light was absorbed piece by piece. As the control over the Eternal Night Town deepened, a map instantly appeared in Boss Cai's eyes, showing the light spots appearing from countless doors.
"Since you are all rushing to the door one by one, I will wait for you near these points of light."
In an instant, the wires inserted deep into the ground suddenly emerged from various places, condensed into a black figure, and appeared near the light spot, scaring the players who were fighting with the ghosts.
Countless lights flickered in the Eternal Night Town, and everything was in chaos.
The ghost cars and hearses that were originally planning to stop to rest or look for clues all started moving, because this inexplicably appearing black shadow not only targeted humans, but also ghosts.
After laying enough black wires, Boss Cai's consciousness was able to be transferred to every human head screen that appeared in the Eternal Night Town.
No…no…no…
The female player was nowhere to be seen, and even the raw material seller he hated was nowhere to be seen.
Damn it, where did those guys go? Even if I use the shuttle card, I can't completely leave this map.
In a rage, Boss Cai destroyed the buildings in the dungeon map, trying to drive out all the ghosts and humans hiding in the houses.
Of course, he also always pays attention to the two red numbers in the corner of the screen. Those are the red lines of survival that he must maintain.
[The remaining surviving goblins in the current instance: 86 (number of participating goblins), 203 (number of local goblins)]
[Number of remaining vehicles: 35 (player vehicles), 37 (ghost vehicles)]
[Friendly reminder, please keep your clearance rate and various values at a healthy level, otherwise your behavior will be judged as a malicious attack on other people's copies]
Boss Cai sighed, because this was what annoyed him the most. If he went to someone else's copy as a guest and wreaked havoc, he could use his surveillance system at will, but his physical abilities would be limited to the level restricted by the copy.
But in his own nest, he didn't even have the permission to install a camera. The damn Infinite Game Main System used this method to control the relationship between each copy.
Sooner or later, he will invade that guy's main brain...
Hiss, hiss. A warning electric current flashed across the screen.
Boss Cai immediately retracted his previous thought, clicked his tongue, and continued to enjoy his dungeon destroying journey.
From the perspective of the giant black shadow in the sky, the players and ghosts in the Eternal Night Town beneath their feet really look like ants.
They ran out of the closed buildings in a panic, then got into their own cars, and fled aimlessly in this closed map. Boss Cai only needed to control his huge body, stepping on things with his feet, hooking with electric wires, and occasionally even sending down a few lightning strikes.
He didn't even have to think about whether he was hitting a person or a ghost. As long as he maintained the red number in the upper right corner and controlled the number of ghosts killed and people dead within a certain range, he could destroy everything at will.
But not all players will just passively take the beating.
The Black Iron Guild, which had tragically lost a chainsaw wielder, broke into one yard after another with the intention of dragging everyone down with it, knocking a big hole in the walls. They just happened to see a bunch of plants tearing apart a ghost with a special shape.
The guys from Weeds were pulled into their gang to escape together, along with the Dawn Guild next door.
The Leo man's well-defined muscles bulged slightly, and he exerted force with both hands, tearing a spider-like ghost into two halves and successfully taking the light gate that he was guarding.
The little witch had heard the noise in the distance and drove over: "I told you not to stay here for too long. Look, the spoilers are coming."
The Leo man looked up into the distance, picked up Bai You from the driver's seat, snorted hot air from his nose, and threw the little witch directly to the passenger seat with an unhappy tone.
"How long are you calculating the node? We have obtained seven gates, but none of them are the target."
Bai You, who was in witch form, was sitting in the passenger seat, holding the witch card she had just drawn in one hand and the lollipop she had just opened in the other. She bit the candy into pieces with her sharp fangs.
"It's almost there. A probability reminder has appeared on my card. Although I can't sense the opponent's position from just now, the number on the card is changing, and the probability is increasing."
Bai You bit the bare lollipop stick and said with a smile: "Our chances of reaching the terminal this time are 57%, which is more than halfway."
The Leo man drove their golden car that looked like an insect shell, and rushed directly into the battle royale team like an arrow from a bow. He didn't care what the black shadow chasing them was. He only cared about how many doors he had collected, and the most critical question -
"What are the odds of entering the door back home?"
When asked this, the little witch in the co-pilot seat stopped talking.
The Leo man, who understood something, could only put on a sour face and glance at the convoy of people pushing and tripping each other in the rearview mirror, his eyes gradually filled with murderous intent.
"Then collect a little more. If the quantity is enough, there will always be a chance."
The little witch didn't say anything and continued to stare at the witch card in her hand.
Completely different from the card she gave away, the one in her hand showed the image of a completely different person. Her eyes were a little cold, and her smile even looked a little evil.
She was flying in front on a broom, followed by a group of unclear small dots, which looked like followers of the witch, including people, animals, and even some strange shadows.
On this witch card, there is the image of Qiao Song.
Behind her was a number that kept jumping from time to time, and the probability had reached 57%. There was also an arrow on this card, pointing directly to the position of the holder of the other witch card.
The bad news is that the arrow has disappeared, but the good news is that the probability of winning, which had previously remained zero, has now jumped by half.
Bai You held the candy-less stick in his mouth and muttered softly:
"So, where is the protagonist who can lead us to the terminal?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
