Chapter 277 The Last Death (14) I thought you knew...
After finishing writing the calligraphy with a fountain pen stroke by stroke, Xian Wang Eleven admired his own regular script of the Lingfei Sutra, which was delicate but not weak, square and round, and elegant in style. Then the door was pushed open again.
"My Lord, during this visit, we will definitely take Gao Mengtang's life and give it to you." The two vampires supported each other, their voices excited.
The Eleventh Wise King put down the manuscript and looked at them speechlessly: "Thank you for your loyalty, but I hope you can protect your own lives."
Last time they clamored to help the Eleventh Prince kill Gao Geng, but after a lot of trouble, it was the Eleventh Prince who finally solved the problem.
: The eleventh wise king said that he could not lead this class.
: I think if they just stay put, that would be the biggest help to the Eleventh King.
The two vampire apostles obviously didn't think so. Their eyes flashed with determination and hatred, and they vowed to kill Gao Mengtang to make King Xian Eleven smile.
"Just stay still and do nothing. Just treat it as a trip. Remember that?" Xian Wang Eleven screwed the cap on the pen and repeated with a smile, "Don't do anything."
Don't cause me trouble.
"As you command." The vampire apostle lowered his head humbly.
But as soon as they left the train, they began to plot.
"How can we watch the Nine Thousand Year Old Lord go through life and death alone?" Wen Ren Ye said.
Wen Renxiao: "Kill Gao Mengtang, or at least kill one of them, to relieve the hatred in my heart."
"But how to do it?" someone asked.
Wen Renye pondered for a moment and said, "What is Gao Mengtang most concerned about now? We will attack him where he is most concerned."
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"Brother, are you worried about something?" Duan Song helped Gao Mengtang iron his trousers.
Gao Mengtang sat on the bedside, staring blankly. Hearing this, he responded softly.
He Lun combed the curly hair on his head and said, "Senior, what's wrong with you? Did you not get enough rest?"
"Are you missing your brother..." Bai Jie said in a low voice.
The room fell into silence for a long time. Gao Mengtang smiled and said, "Cheer up. Let's go to the rain forest."
Nanzhou has rich and unique species, and this rainforest is like a magical forest in a fairy tale, colorful and full of vitality. Taking advantage of the sunny weather, Gao Mengtang took several photos of Pegana and the enemy rabbit jumping happily.
At the edge of the rain forest, there is a palace-like building with a white spire shining in the sun. At the beginning of the tour, the conductor said that passengers can get Mirror Lake water there. If they are interested, they can drink a little Mirror Lake water, enter the dying place, and establish a deeper connection with the ancient gods.
"Brother Wei is on the verge of death. Let's drink the water from the Mirror Lake and go see him." He Lun suggested, "He's too bored alone. If we go over, at least we can keep him company."
Duan Song, Bai Jie, Shang Yu and others responded immediately. Gao Mengtang opened his eyes wide: "Drinking Mirror Lake water may lead to death! This is too dangerous!"
"Don't worry," Shang Yu said, "I'm familiar with this. For you, drink about 50 milliliters and you'll be fine."
Gao Mengtang was still very hesitant, but at this time, a thunderstorm suddenly broke out in the cloudless sky. They did not wear rain gear, so they could only run to the white-roofed building to take shelter from the rain.
As soon as he opened the door, the strong smell of Mirror Lake water penetrated Gao Mengtang's nose, giving him a headache. There were only a few NPC clergy in the hall, and they stuffed a glass bottle filled with colorless liquid into the hands of each player.
"Drink the water from Mirror Lake and get closer to the ancient gods." The clergy said, "Only when you reach the limit of life can you appreciate the mysteries of God."
"Drink some Mirror Lake water?" Bai Jie asked excitedly.
Gao Mengtang said seriously: "No!"
As he spoke, he took the Mirror Lake Water from everyone's hands and put it into his own bubble.
Not to mention that the water in Mirror Lake itself is dangerous, the ancient god believers on the train are also eyeing them covetously. If they enter a place of death at this time, wouldn't they be at the mercy of others?
Gao Mengtang didn't allow it, and they understood. No one felt dissatisfied, but quickly changed into rain boots and rain gear.
The temple door was opened again, and the ancient god's believers walked in wearing wet black robes. They had gloomy expressions and malicious smiles.
Seeing Gao Mengtang and others, Wen Ren Ye clearly snorted coldly.
The two groups of people were each sorting out their wet clothes, and for a while, no one paid any attention to each other.
"This is your retribution, the star of disaster," Wen Renxiao said in his owl-like sharp and cold voice, "Everyone around you will be infected with bad luck from you."
Gao Mengtang: "What kind of bad luck? More than half of the seventy ancient god believers died, and you also went to the place of near-death?"
The face of the vampire apostle immediately darkened. Of the 101 players who had joined the game, less than 30 were left. Gao Mengtang and nine others left, leaving only eight.
"That's right. We went to the place of near-death. The feeling of being on the verge of death is not very good," Wen Ren Ye said in a hoarse voice, "Your brother is very lucky. He doesn't have to experience this feeling. He died directly, hehehehehehe."
Duan Song stood up suddenly, clenched his fists and stared at them. He Lun spread out his red cloak, and the card in Shang Yu's hand lit up with a dangerous light.
Gao Mengtang took a deep breath and said, "All you can do is show off Eleven's achievements."
"And killed your dear friend, Wei Wei." Wen Renye's smile became even colder. "We saw him in the place of death and sent him off."
As soon as these words were spoken, He Lun, Duan Song and others changed their expressions.
Bai Jie shouted, "This is impossible! There is no damage determination in the dying area!"
The place of near-death is like a dream world. Even if the people in the dream are torn to pieces, they will still wake up unharmed in reality.
Wen Renye snorted coldly: "If a sleeping person is frightened, he will be frightened into a fool. Hehehe, your Wei Wei, even if he comes back to life, he will be an idiot who can't speak."
Shang Yu and Bai Jie looked at each other nervously. They were familiar with the dying place and knew that what Wen Renye said was very likely to happen. Some babies survived after being baptized, but became demented and were killed by their parents.
The ancient god's believers were picking up their wet clothes while laughing with glee. Before leaving, Wen Ren Ye twisted his neck and stuck out his tongue, imitating those intellectually challenged people.
After they left, the players dropped their pretense of calm and became panic-stricken and anxious.
"What should we do? Brother Wei seems to be in danger," He Lun was so anxious that he turned around in circles. "Brother Mengtang, we must go see Brother Wei. Don't stop us!"
Gao Mengtang groaned in silence. Wei Wei's soul was only suppressed, not weakened. How could two blood-sucking dead disciples hurt Wei Wei? They were almost scared to death by Wei Wei.
But their trick is very vicious.
Just like when a scammer calls and says “your friend was in a car accident and is in the hospital”, even if you don’t believe it, the person who receives the call will contact their friend as soon as possible to confirm the death.
Gao Mengtang was 90% sure that the two men were talking nonsense, but he couldn't help but ask.
"Hurry, get the Mirror Lake water out. I can control it and make sure you wake up safely." Shang Yu urged.
"No. This is their trap," Gao Mengtang shook his head firmly, "I'll go check on Avi's condition first. If there's anything wrong with him, I'll let you know. You protect me."
After that, Gao Mengtang's feet appeared with overlapping crosses. He felt a dull pain all over his body, as if his skin was made of porcelain and was cracked into pieces. After a few seconds, he turned into mist and disappeared.
Everyone waited anxiously in the same place, Bai Jie was so anxious that he prayed to the ancient gods, Buddha and Jesus. At this time, Shang Yu said softly, "Strange".
"Gao Mengtang entered the place of near-death, so his body should have remained in reality." Shang Yu said, "How come even his body disappeared?"
The prayers suddenly stopped, and Bai Jie opened his eyes, his hands still in the prayer position: "That's right, the last two times the boss entered the dying zone, his body dissipated."
Could it be that Gao Mengtang is a life from the other world, different from them?
But they didn't have time to think about it, because at this moment, the door was kicked open with a bang, and the group of ancient god believers came back.
"I knew you would fall into the trap," Wen Ren Ye raised his lips, "If you were a little more stupid, it would be great if you all went to the place of near-death."
Hearing this, the players were both angry and relieved. They were angry because the ancient god believers were indeed deceiving them. They were relieved because there was a high probability that Wei Wei was fine.
Wen Renxiao drank up all the blood in a glass bottle and licked his lips: "But it doesn't matter, the most difficult part is gone, it's still easy to deal with you."
Two phantoms of the Wise King Eleven appeared, and the tentacles of the shredder stretched out from the collar aggressively, like spider legs from hell, which would grab every life, tear it apart, and devour it.
"Prepare for battle." Duan Song said in a deep voice.
*
The third time he entered the dying place, Gao Mengtang felt very bad. He felt weak all over and every bone felt like it was broken. He gritted his teeth and ran into the rainstorm.
After walking around for a while, I finally saw a familiar figure.
"Avi!" Gao Mengtang shouted with all his strength.
Wei Wei leaned against the train door, listening to the sound of the heavy rain. Seeing Gao Mengtang, he smiled and said, "Didn't you go to the rain forest? Why are you back?"
Gao Mengtang breathed rapidly and asked with difficulty: "Are you okay?"
"I am fine, what are you doing..."
"I knew the vampire dead was lying to me!" Gao Mengtang hid in the train to avoid the rain, holding his chest, and struggling to calm his breathing, "I'm glad you're okay."
"Vampire Dead Apostles?" Wei Wei said, "I just saw them this morning."
At that time, Wei Wei was leaning on the chaise longue and looking at the scenery outside the window. When the two vampire apostles saw Wei Wei, they were frightened as if they had seen a ghost and almost lost their souls.
Wei Wei looked at them in surprise, and the two men immediately slipped away.
"You are worthy of it!" Gao Mengtang patted Wei Wei on the shoulder and briefly repeated what had just happened.
Wei Wei frowned and said, "They are in danger. Go back quickly."
Gao Mengtang nodded: "I'm relieved that you're okay. Avi, goodbye!"
Not long after running out, Gao Mengtang suddenly seemed to think of something and turned back, his expression becoming more serious: "Awei, you can see the white shadow of the living spirit in the dying place, right?"
Wei Wei nodded.
"I want to ask you something..." Gao Mengtang said weakly, and the roar of thunder swallowed up his voice.
After hearing Gao Mengtang's question, Wei Wei's expression became a little complicated. He nodded: "Yes, I thought you knew."
*
Shang Yu threw out a set of explosive cards, and the rumbling sound of the explosion lasted for half a minute before stopping.
The blast destroyed a forest. Looking down from the sky, a clearing with a diameter of nearly 200 meters appeared in the endless green canopy, and the wildfire spread and raged in the heavy rain.
The overall strength of the Ancient God's followers is not as good as Duan Song and Shang Yu, but the [Blood Evolution] of the two vampire apostles is really a headache.
They drank the blood of the Eleventh Wise King as if it were mineral water. Duan Song and others had to fight against countless Eleventh Wise Kings and were soon exhausted.
What's even more difficult is that among the ancient god's believers, there is a person whose skill is to release insects that can suck blood. Duan Song, Shang Yu and Bai Jie were bitten several times.
The sucked blood is then given to the vampire apostles, who then copy the skills of the Fallen Angel, the Card King and the Heart Thief.
The tentacles of the shredder smashed down, cracking the soil and spreading like a spider web for a thousand meters, with trees on both sides falling down one after another.
"Dog-skin plaster." Duan Song wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and wanted to take out the last bottle of spirit value recovery agent, but there was only a ball of air in his palm that made a slight "bang" sound.
A bottle of high-level spirit value recovery agent appeared in Wen Renye's hand. He smiled coldly: "You evil creature surnamed Bai, your skills are very useful."
He copied Bai Jie's skills and stole Duan Song's spirit value recovery agent!
Duan Song was so angry that he gritted his teeth. His spirit value was not very high, and his luck value was -100. He was very unlucky, and his spirit value was consumed even faster. At the moment, the remaining spirit value was only enough for him to use a skill once.
The others were not in good condition either. He Lun was seriously injured, and Shang Yu's magic power was exhausted. He used magic power recovery potions while dodging attacks.
Because Xiao Canglan's double swords [Mutual Growth] killed too many people, the backlash was very strong, and black energy wrapped around her whole body.
"We are a gang." Wen Renxiao said calmly, "It's almost time. Guess who will be the lucky one chosen by the butcher?"
No one quite understood what he meant. Suddenly, one of the ancient god's followers stiffened and fell face down.
Wenren Yeyi shrugged: "It's unfortunate, but it doesn't matter. We are crazy, and crazy people are not afraid of sacrifice."
He copied Duan Song's giant sword and smashed the man's chest directly. Shang Yu was the first to come to his senses: "Be careful, it's the butcher!"
After the Butcher Emperor Nine Heads was killed, a random dead soul would be transformed into the Human Emperor Nine Heads. Just now, the people of the Ancient God's followers killed the Butcher, and the person who fell straight down was the "lucky person chosen by the Butcher" mentioned by Wen Renxiao.
The people of Yue Fan, Bai Jie, Lin Li, Wei Xiangchen are all dead souls, and they may all be chosen...
The next second, Wei Xiangchen said quietly, "I have a bad feeling."
Wei Xiangchen's body was stretched out of shape, and the twisted space engulfed the rain, forming a small vortex. In just a few breaths, the Nine Heads of the Human Emperor resurrected on Wei Xiangchen's body.
Without time to feel sad for Wei Xiangchen, Duan Song and Shang Yu used their remaining strength to deal with the butcher.
"I hope it's Bai Jie." Wen Renye glanced around, "Good luck doesn't favor me. It seems I need to pray harder."
In front of him, the figure of the Eleventh Wise King appeared again, and the Spear of Azathoth pierced Bai Jie's forehead.
The spear was as fast as lightning and could track automatically. His teammates were either entangled by the Ancient God's followers or the butchers. Bai Jie had neither attack skills nor self-protection skills. He exerted all his potential, jumped to the side, and barely avoided the first attack.
Despair enveloped Bai Jie's heart.
He has died once, and he has become a living spirit.
If he died again, he would forget about the Black Tower game, his teammates, and Gao Mengtang...
The rain soaked his entire body and his vision was blurry. In that brief moment, time seemed to stretch infinitely.
He saw Duan Song's back as he held the huge sword high, the muscles on his back breaking the lace of his clothes. He saw Xiao Canglan holding two ghostly swords, the backlash had turned her skin blue and black.
He saw... the seriously injured He Lun rushing towards him.
Phew.
The spear pierced He Lun's temple, and was only one centimeter away from piercing Bai Jie's forehead.
The shadow of the Wise King Eleven disappeared, the Spear of Azathoth dissipated, and Hellen's heliotrope gushed out blood.
"He Lun..." Bai Jie hugged him subconsciously, his mind went blank and the world fell silent.
Wen Renye sighed, "Don't worry, go and accompany him soon."
The empty world shattered with a snap. Bai Jie came back to his senses from the shock and raised his head again. His watery eyes were now full of red bloodshot. The beast-like hatred in his eyes frightened Wen Ren Ye so much that he was stunned.
Finally, at this moment, the black quagmire entangled the vampires and others, and the Iron Lady fell from the sky.
In the dark jungle, the strange laughter of ghosts was heard, and the ghost Xie Wuling slowly floated out.
"I can't give up my fantasy, but now I know that the best way to deal with the enemy is to kill them all." Gao Mengtang walked out of the rainforest, the rain hitting his goose yellow raincoat, splashing everywhere, forming a misty halo.
Seeing him, everyone in Yuefan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
The black quagmire covered the ankles of the ancient god's followers. They struggled to climb out, and Gao Mengtang looked at them calmly.
"Duan Song, use your skills."
Duan Song was already exhausted, but after hearing these words, his fighting spirit was rekindled. He roared, and the giant sword pierced into the layer. A blood-red light array emerged, the temperature suddenly rose, the rain evaporated, and the battlefield seemed to be shrouded in clouds and mist.
[666 Fallen Angel] Skill [Darker]
Skill Description: Keep walking along the abyss, and there is a bright future ahead.
: Fallen angels continue to consume their own spiritual value, magic value, and physical value, and continue to enhance the negative effects of the enemy.
Those believers of the ancient god had already pulled out one leg and superimposed the skill [Even Darker]. The suction of the black swamp became several times stronger, and in the blink of an eye, the swamp covered their waists.
Those who were still able to fight took this opportunity to counterattack. Bai Jie was already furious. He snatched Xiao Canglan's two swords and roared, "Die! All of you!"
The black air entangled him, and he was like a madman. He ignored the backlash and his own safety, aimed at the necks of the ancient god's believers, and chopped them down with the sword again and again.
The blood-sucking apostle refused to give up and summoned a row of phantoms of the Eleven Wise Kings.
Xie Wuling turned into black mist, surrounding them, and activated the skill [Everyone Must Die]
Skill Description: Don't worry, everyone is the same and will die sooner or later.
: When the skill is activated, Xie Wuling will take up to 10% of the damage and rebound 90% of the damage to the person he is bound to.
Xie Wuling's skills have no regional restrictions, and he can select all players in the copy.
Moreover, [Everyone must die] is also considered a negative effect.
Superimpose Duan Song's skill [Darker], the actual rebound damage exceeds 300%
A black spell was pasted on the foreheads of the ancient god's followers. Before they could come to their senses, the shredder had already launched its attack.
All attacks fell on Xie Wuling
There was a dull sound of broken flesh and bones, but Xie Wuling was unharmed. The vampire apostles and others had not yet figured out what was happening, as their torsos were either cut off or their heads exploded.
The battle ended at this moment.
On the train.
After practicing calligraphy leisurely, the Eleventh Prince packed up and prepared to go for a walk in the rain forest, holding an umbrella. Before setting off, he habitually squinted his eyes and activated the tracking vision.
Originally, there were more than 10 living spirits left in the copy, and their positions could be clearly displayed in the vision of Wise King Eleven.
At this moment, there were only a few coordinates of living spirits. Xian Wang Eleven opened his eyes wide in surprise and opened the system page to take a look.
Including him, there were only 9 players left alive. The portraits of Wenren Ye, Wenren Xiao and other believers were all stamped with the seal of [Excommunicate].
Wise King Eleven: ...?
He had already told them not to do anything but wait for the clearance, so why were they all dead now? ?
: [Wise King 11: Confused.jpg]
: Alone and disheveled in the rainstorm.
: This is the first time I see him so confused hahahaha!
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