She hadn't expected that everyone on the other side had offensive capabilities, which put her at a disadvantage, as she had too few capable fighters on her side.
Yang Wen quickly cast diamond shields on all her teammates, knowing she had to avoid the player who had killed her without her even realizing it.
As the giant snake coiled around her, shrinking the encirclement, she realized, in a daze, that one of their men was missing.
The woman with her eyes covered by a black cloth has disappeared.
A bad feeling crept into her mind. She stared intently at the giant snake's body, her pupils constantly darting back, almost squeezing out of the corners of her eyes.
The enormous head swam slowly, its gaze, taller than her, sweeping over her from behind.
His vertical pupils were cold and indifferent, yet he merely glanced at her lightly.
As Yang Wenxin passed by, she saw the giant snake circle around to the back of the man in the black shirt on the other side and stop.
The snake's head, large enough to crush an adult, lowered slightly to one side and brushed against the man, who affectionately patted it twice.
The black ribbons around the eyes, the black lines at the corners of the eyes, and this very obvious protective behavior…
Yang Wen murmured to herself, "It's actually a humanoid prop..."
“He’s not the only one with that.” Jiang Ziya smiled, and several illusory human figures gradually appeared behind him.
A biting wind blew, and the temperature plummeted. Jiang Yinxue's feet, which were standing on the ice, floated in the air, some distance off the ground.
"One, two, three... seven... eight..." A girl with braided pigtails counted over Yang Wenxin's side, her voice becoming more and more excited as she counted.
But after the initial excitement came panic.
Eight ghosts, two people, and a giant snake.
Both in terms of strength and numbers, they completely overwhelmed their side.
How are we supposed to survive?
Yang Wenxin told them that the regional points competition dungeons were special; these dungeons were worlds that had reached their end, and the game wouldn't spend extra effort on them.
The purpose of opening a dungeon here is more like a kind of selection process.
The reason why there is no penalty for losing this round of the game is that losing means being left in the instance world.
Even if a player has a lot of points, they cannot be resurrected after dying. This round of death is truly instantaneous, with no chance of starting over.
Players who survived these places but didn't die can only wait hopelessly for the next dungeon to open.
The girl with the braided hair shook her head, banishing the negative thoughts from her mind, and asked Yang Wenxin, "What should we do?"
Yang Wenxin didn't have time to reply to her; the other side was already calling, so she didn't have time to give instruction here.
Her mutated arm went numb from the shock. She had to use several of the most expensive speed-up items and a jump item to dodge the attack.
In her peripheral vision, she saw her teammates fleeing from the ghosts, and Qin Liu and the blue-haired man struggling to cope. Yang Wenxin raised her arm, palm facing the sky.
An unassuming diamond appeared in the air, then burst into a dazzling white light.
The white light that filled the field of vision expanded rapidly and then contracted in an instant. The daylight disappeared, and what filled everyone's pupils was a dazzling rainbow-like light.
Layer upon layer of diamonds adorn the cone, their exquisite mirror-like structure reflecting a myriad of intricate patterns, ever-changing and ever-changing.
The diamond kaleidoscope covering the dome changes scenery with every step, making viewers feel weightless, as if spinning in place, with dizziness quickly creeping into the brain and making it impossible to accurately control their vision.
Everyone was enveloped in the kaleidoscope. Sher's petrification and strong control were disrupted by the kaleidoscope's distorted vision, and Yang Wenxin took this opportunity to regain her footing.
She alleviated her teammates' predicament, but she herself was still caught in a pincer movement.
Yang Wenxin took out a neatly cut diamond shield and held it in front of her to dodge the snake tail that was falling from above. But soon, a sharp sword wind appeared behind her.
The diamond blade that materialized in his hand clashed with the longsword in Jiang Yinxue's hand, and shattered in just two strikes.
Just as she was about to have her throat slit by a sword, Jiang Yinxue suddenly stopped moving.
He glanced behind Yang Wenxin and read the words of the skill the woman with the braided hair silently recited: [Spirit Summoning].
The control lasted less than a second before Jiang Yinxue broke free, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth as her braided hair was pulled from its strands.
Within a second, Qin Liu grabbed the two deformed Ferris wheels and pirate ships from both sides and smashed them all in the direction of Shi Jinzhe.
The deformed amusement ride changed shape, rapidly transforming into two large swords as it collapsed downwards, stabbing down fiercely.
Shekh withdrew his tail-whip attack and immediately turned around.
"Don't worry about me!"
As Shi Jinzhe stopped Shekh from returning, the golden vines outside the dome, like golden chains, pierced through the dazzling diamond kaleidoscope and coiled around the two greatswords.
The taut golden vines caught the falling giant sword in an instant, fixing it firmly in the air.
Seeing that the two crossed sword tips were aimed at Shi Jinzhe's heart, less than a meter away, Shekh aimed at Qin Liu, who could manipulate metal to transform.
Staring at him with those serpentine eyes, Qin Liu's hair stood on end in an instant.
He grabbed the hook-nosed guy who had been hiding behind him. "Fog, release fog! Yang Wenxin is having such a hard time, what are you still thinking about reaping the benefits? Do you really think you can pick up the scraps? Do you think the reason they're chasing after us is because they think you can steal the crystal from the other side?"
He was truly impressed. Even two high-level players didn't have their humanoid props fixated on attacking Yang Wenxin because of a conflict of interest, so why were there still people on his side who couldn't react in time?
Yang Wenxin was so badly beaten that she dared not hold back her strength. What was a four-character player like her doing, daydreaming?
He really thought his little schemes could fool everyone, but he just wanted to be of some use in a crucial moment, so he couldn't be bothered with him.
If you can't even get through the current difficulties, how dare you dream about the future?
With his thoughts exposed, the hook-nosed man touched his nose, released a gray poisonous mist, and stopped his skill when he saw that the concentration was enough to blur a person's figure.
"Continue. Didn't you understand what Qin Liu just said?"
The hook-nosed man was startled by the male voice behind him. He saw a blue-haired man who rarely spoke and had made no outstanding contributions in the team staring at him with an impatient look on his face.
"...Who are you ordering around? I'm an elder by age."
This person has never been of any use, but Qin Liu and Yang Wenxin have been protecting him, intentionally or unintentionally.
I managed to complete nine games myself, but I really couldn't see what use this person was, and I didn't know how they even completed the games.
The hook-nosed man continued to release the poisonous fog, but he didn't care. He was quite good-looking, like the handsome, dark-skinned PE student that the little girl next door always talked about.
He scoffed, saying that the young man knew nothing and probably only got through by clinging to Yang Wenxin's coattails.
The dense poisonous fog could make a person feel heavy and fall into a hallucination. He realized that he could no longer hear the sounds of fighting. Based on his memory of the position, the hook-nosed man moved towards Yang Wenxin's location.
His figure disappeared into the mist, gradually becoming transparent, merging with the fog.
The fight between Yang Wenxin and Jiang Yinxue stirred up the fog, and he quickly found the two of them. Realizing that the snake was gone, he became bolder and headed in that direction.
Yang Wenxin's items were quickly depleted, and because she was afraid of being ambushed by Shi Jinzhe and Jiang Yi, she kept casting shields on everyone, gradually becoming exhausted.
With no other option, she had to use the ubiquitous prisms for defense.
However, she soon realized that something was wrong.
Fog cannot slide in a regular pattern in an uninhabited place; its trajectory is like the amplitude of a person's arm swinging back and forth when walking.
Bending down to dodge a sword strike, Yang Wenxin swung her hand back to pinch the ground.
"You dare to frame me?"
With his hooked nose being choked, he was forced to show himself. Seeing Yang Wenxin's gaze, he said guiltily, "I came here to help you..."
Yang Wenxin ignored the explanation and used him as a shield against the sword.
The hook-nosed man, whose body had been pierced by a sword, stared wide-eyed. Before he could even cry out in pain, his body was struck by a series of heavy blows.
The crisp sound of bones cracking echoed throughout his body, and his body instantly went limp like mud as Yang Wenxin tossed him aside.
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