Chapter 87 (Additional remarks)
There are no stars or moon in the soul world, and the night is as dark as ink.
That white rainbow became the most dazzling thing in the night sky.
"What is that..."
"The magical power of the Chosen One, right?"
"Stop looking, it's definitely haunted! Close the window quickly."
Thousands of families closed their doors.
There was a knock on Heng Batong's study door. Tian Rui looked startled and suspicious. Following his gaze, Heng Batong saw a straight, thin streak of white light in the sky.
"Haven't you found the person yet?" His face was gloomy and his heart was beating fast.
Tian Rui shook his head: "No, both the Ouli Hall and the Yinlai Hall are empty. No one has come back."
Heng Batong had to admit that the development of the situation had gone beyond his expectations.
Around Zhongsu Town and outside other Ouli Clubs, densely packed players formed square formations, ready for battle.
The massive ghoul wave had everyone eager to rush to the battlefield, but their own leader was slow to issue orders. At that moment, the white light in the sky seemed to emit a thick frost, freezing everyone's surging emotions.
"So the old man went there in person?"
"That's it. We won't get any of the mission rewards. I should have known better than to log in..."
Not too far away, at the junction of Sub-Area 8 and Sub-Area 9, nearly 10,000 troops stopped and looked up.
"Damn you old bastard!" Morita cursed with a dark face, and shouted, "Hurry up! Hurry up!"
The entire Huaiyin branch has too many people. It would be faster to use mobility skills than to rely on a teleportation array that can carry three or five people at a time.
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On the border wall of District 8, Xie Xin was playing with a Tang sword - a relic of a soldier on the city wall, and glanced at the white rainbow with smiling eyes.
"Speaking of which, Phoenix Flame and the Youqi in your hand are the only two weapons in the Soul Realm that can truly be called flying swords. Now that Phoenix Flame has appeared, why don't you take out your Youqi for us to admire?"
Chu Mo remained silent.
Xie Xin was unconcerned: "One is fire and the other is thunder. I don't know which sword will win when they clash."
Chu Mo tilted his head, his eyes darker than the night: "Tonight, you have a chance to see it."
Xie Xin chuckled, "Don't be nervous. Whether that third-place finisher can open the Ghost Ruins is still unknown. It's a shame for that Mantis. He worked so hard to become a great god, but he stopped here."
"That's his luck." Chu Mo's voice was hoarse and low.
Xie Xin tilted his head and thought for a moment: "No, luck or fortune depends on me."
Chu Mo's eyes suddenly became cold and stern.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Xie Xin said with a smile, "I don't think highly of him."
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The Phoenix Flame Sword carried with it an incomparable force. In the wasteland of the farm, all the horses were silent, and all the ghouls fell silent at the same time without noticing.
The chaotic battlefield finally got a moment of stillness.
Paopao had read a lot of top-secret information and recognized the white rainbow at a glance. He blurted out, "Huang Yan! It's the old guy from the third place on the list!"
An Rou's heart sank.
Using Wang Dahe's wide-open eyes, she recognized it earlier than Paopao did: a sword, completely snow-white, surrounded by a flaming white air current. The air around it was clearly swirling, yet it didn't convey the slightest bit of heat.
The flame without temperature - this anomaly is even more shocking.
What frightened An Rou the most was the figure hidden in the sky behind Huang Yan.
Third on the list, old friend, Ouli Guild?
If you are here for the mission, why don’t you just kill Wang Da?
That flying sword is heading towards Tang Lang!
In a flash, An Rou figured out the problem.
[Wang Da, eat Tang Lang!]
Tang Lang finally broke free from the ghost magic and the only thing he could do was run. But the flying sword suddenly appeared, coming too fast, blocking his way.
At this moment, he thought of death, and his body seemed to have stiffened prematurely.
He didn't even notice the ghoul rushing up from below.
The penalty knife pierced into the neck, and before the blood spurted out, Wang Da reached into the smooth wound with one hand.
It completely ignored the flying sword coming towards it, leaned over to Tang Lang's ear and whispered something.
"Boss An asked me to convey that the revenge for the mahjong table will be taken, no matter how late it is."
Tang Lang's pupils trembled.
Boss An... An Rou? ?
Is this ghoul related to An Rou? Could it be that this ghoul wave, and the endless quest clues in the town...
He could no longer speak. On the one hand, his trachea and throat were cut off, and on the other hand, soul-calling songs sounded in his mind.
The ethereal song from ancient times announced the end of his gaming career.
The glimmer of soul surged into Wang Da's body, and bang - like many players at the scene, the great god Tang Lang exploded into a ball of light.
The Phoenix Flame Sword arrived and hovered leisurely.
The tip of the sword, swirling with white flames, pressed against Wang Da's forehead. Wang Da, like the sword, floated in the air, his eyes closed.
Hundreds of meters away in the sky, the old man lowered his gaze to the light screen.
[S...-level ghoul. Ghost technique 1/1, hover.]
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"Run, take back the Seven Souls Sword!"
The Seven Souls Sword barely flew back to the central hall.
Paopao was exhausted and looked puzzled: "I thought the old man wanted to kill Dachui, why is he going after Tang Lang?"
As Wang Da transitioned to a new level, An Rou was forced to cut off her connection to consciousness, and her mental stress eased considerably. However, her frown deepened.
"He wants Wang Da to upgrade."
Paopao was stunned for a moment before realizing, "He deliberately forced Tang Lang to stop feeding Dachui? He... is raising a Gu?!"
This is awful. Lost a god-level Tang Lang, and in came an old Super God-level guy, and he's a terrifying number three on the Destiny Ranking. How could a celebration banquet turn out like this?!
Not only did they attract nearly 10,000 players, but they were also forced to start a super large quest. Now they have attracted old players too, how will it end?
"Boss, what should I do?"
An Rou bit her lower lip.
She has always been a calm person in times of crisis and rarely does such small actions.
An Rou wasn't sure how long the old man had been hiding, or if he'd noticed her in the bungalow. If things went well and he hadn't noticed, she and Paopao could quietly leave with Sister Hong. There was still hope.
But this meant abandoning all her employees, leaving behind clues that would point to her as the source of the ghoul tide. This would mean the farm would be lost, and all her hard work would be wasted.
Besides, the rich man was still dormant underground. The mission details had already informed all players that there was an SS-rank ghoul lurking here, so the old players couldn't have been unaware of it.
Leaving here means giving up the opportunity to get rich quickly.
In just a few seconds, An Rou had already crossed out many countermeasures in her mind. Amidst the chaotic thoughts, she suddenly grasped a point: "What do you think high-level players pursue?"
"...The final battle, Ghost Ruins?"
Paopao responded uncertainly, then suddenly an epiphany struck him: "Are you going to abandon Wang Dachui?"
An Rou fell silent.
The old guy ignored the lives of thousands of Oli players and hid until now before taking action, and then fed Tang Lang to Wang Da. His purpose was very clear: to strangle the high-level ghoul.
He was already ranked third on the list, and his level must have been stuck at a bottleneck for a long time. One more step forward and he would be a legendary player at level 100.
Once you are promoted to Legend, the entrance to Ghost Ruins will be activated, and the ultimate battle with the Ghost King will begin.
Of the twenty-odd Legendary players in history, not a single one managed to emerge alive from the Ghost Ruins—this was speculation, but also a reality witnessed by all players. After reaching Legendary status, no one, inside or outside the game, heard from the Legendary player again.
Therefore, the easiest way to get rid of the old guy is to send him to the Ghost Ruins. The way... just as Paopao said, abandon Wang Da who is about to be promoted to SS level.
The entire farm mission has long been upgraded to SSS level, and with the addition of an SS-level ghoul, it should be enough for the old guy to break through the bottleneck.
Before An Rou made her final decision, Paopao couldn't help but remind her, "Boss, even though the possibility is small, if the old guy really kills the Ghost King... the game might be completely over."
An Rou's hair stood on end.
In her rush to get away, she'd forgotten this! It was just a rumor, but as an NPC unable to log off, she couldn't afford the slightest risk of the game ending!
At this moment, the Phoenix Flame Sword moved!
The snow-white long sword moved horizontally away from Wang Da's forehead and suddenly shot towards Zhang Da. From An Rou's perspective, the sword was coming towards her at an extremely fast speed!
The Phoenix Flame Sword swung, and the immense suppressive force instantly dissipated, and the ghouls throughout the farm resumed their movements. Many players, unable to grasp the situation and seizing the opportunity to escape, were forced back into the battlefield by the ghouls before they had gone far.
The suppressive power of the high-level purple weapon seemed to be completely focused on Zhang Da. Only he watched helplessly as the Phoenix Flame Sword stabbed towards him, but he did not dodge or avoid it.
An Rou: [Hide quickly!]
Even if the reminder was useful, Zhang Da would not have had time to hide.
The flawless sword light arrived in an instant, reflecting the snow-white color of Zhang's pupils.
Even An Rou could sense the trembling body through her consciousness. It was a mixture of fear and anger, facing death but unable to resist, leaving only despair.
A. Level Ghoul, top super god, the level gap is too big.
How would Zhang Da's death at the hands of his old friend affect him? An Rou instantly recalled the blood-winged ghoul that was crushed to death by a mysterious man with his bare hands. That had given her a headache for several days.
She subconsciously wanted to cut the connection, but at this moment, the Phoenix Flame Sword paused slightly.
The perspective suddenly changed.
Zhang Da finally moved, avoiding the direction of the Phoenix Flame Sword and stopping on the other side. He looked up at Wang Da in the air.
Fortunately, Wang Da had already upgraded. His upgraded ghost technique could even interfere with the Phoenix Flame Sword's momentum.
An Rou quickly communicated with Wang Da's consciousness: [Are you sure?]
Unexpectedly, Wang Da gave the same answer: [You can try.]
The first time was somewhat convincing, but the second time... even though it had been upgraded to an SS-level ghoul, An Rou was left with only doubts.
The pressure from the Phoenix Flame Sword vanished, and Zhang Da's anger finally overwhelmed his fear. He swung out his sickle, attempting to entangle the Phoenix Flame Sword. However, with a flash of white light, the Phoenix Flame Sword easily escaped its chains and returned to its former owner.
The old man stepped on the snow-white flying sword and slowly floated down, like a sword immortal descending to the earth.
It just doesn't look that good.
Paopao used the Seven Souls Sword to observe the situation and asked, "Boss, do you want to give the Seven Souls Sword to Wang Da?"
Even though his level was one level lower than Huang Yan's, after all, flying sword against flying sword, he would always have a better chance of winning.
An Rou shook her head: "Let's see the situation first."
It is too difficult to deliver the sword to Wang Da under the nose of the third-ranked super god, and it is easy to leave loopholes.
The old man missed the target with his first strike. With his level, it would have been easy for him to hunt down Zhang Da, but he didn't do so. Just like he didn't wait for Wang Da's transformation to complete before suddenly attacking Zhang Da - there must be a reason.
The old man is slowly approaching.
An Rou narrowed her eyes, trying to discern the light screen in front of the old man through Wang Da's eyes. The light screen was very narrow, and it was likely inscribed with Wang Da's ghost magic.
When it reaches S-level, the derived ghost technique "Hover" will appear. When it reaches SS-level, what will be the second ghost technique?
This is crucial.
However, the font on the light screen was too small, and before An Rou could see clearly, the picture quickly zoomed in.
It was Wang Da who took the initiative to attack.
The rippling light from the penalty knife was reflected on the dark and old face of the old man.
The old people disappeared where they were.
The scene quickly changed, and his figure appeared dozens of meters away, flying past a berserk ghoul.
Bang! The ghoul exploded into a ball of gold coins. Immediately afterwards, wherever the white meteor passed, it left behind a trail of white debris and a continuous stream of explosions.
Golden flowers bloomed in the night and firelight.
Breathtakingly beautiful.
An Rou was also shocked by what she saw.
An Rou suddenly understood: the old man felt that the experience reward from killing the strangler king was not enough, so before killing it, he accumulated some reward experience first!
This strategy must have been decided just now, hence the sudden attack on Zhang Da.
At the old man's level, strangling these low-level ghouls was effortless. Perhaps the accumulated experience could even improve his attributes. Then dealing with Wang Da would be even easier.
No, we must stop it!
Wang was greatly moved.
The ghost technique of hovering in the air is a composite skill that combines control and movement, allowing it to walk in the air as if it were walking on flat ground. When combined with the movement skill, its speed is no less than that of an old man flying on a sword.
The trajectory of the flying sword was like a bow, and Wang Da was the arrow on the string, flying straight in the opposite direction.
The penalty kick missed by a hair's breadth.
Zhang Da also moved. He wasn't as fast as Wang Da, but his sickle was well-suited for ranged attacks. One skill stretched the chain, while another replicated his clones, overlapping to form an iron net that enveloped the old man.
However, the difference in weapon level was too great. Huang Yan exhaled a stream of sword energy, easily breaking through the net and breaking the sickle into two pieces.
Its eyes widened crimson as it desperately increased its speed, attacking players and ghouls alike. It was already an A-rank ghoul, and in a single fight, no player in the arena could rival it.
After a while, a large number of newly differentiated ghouls followed behind it, cooperating with Wang Da's pursuit route and blocking the flying sword's trajectory in advance.
The living dead were vulnerable, and the madly transformed ghouls, due to their large size, interfered with the old ones. Slightly slowing down, they were forced to exchange moves with Wang Da.
The blades collided, the water light faded, and cracks appeared on the blades. If it weren't for the lingering air to slow the sword's momentum, Wang Da's right arm would have been in danger.
However, the solution is feasible.
Wang Da didn't need to give any orders as An Rou severed the connection to its consciousness. While directing Zhang Da, she also connected the consciousnesses of the other employees. After devouring many souls, most of the surviving C-level employees had been promoted to B-level.
Even though it hurt, An Rou had no choice but to risk their lives.
Like Zhang Da, employees rushed in from all directions, constantly dividing players into new ghouls. The surviving players were horrified to find that the number of ghouls in the mission details had increased by another level.
The number of surviving ghouls exceeds 2,000, which is a devastating force at any time.
The only super player at the scene didn't care about their lives at all.
The more panicked the players, the weaker their resistance became, and the faster the farm staff dispersed. There were too many newly born ghouls, and controlling them was difficult, but fortunately, they didn't need to be controlled for too long.
The most beautiful soul in the whole place is right before your eyes.
Dense ghouls swarmed in from all directions, piling up into a small hill and successfully drowning the old man.
Under the dark night sky, the angry and excited roars of the ghouls resounded.
An Rou frowned.
wrong.
It's impossible that the old man didn't see so many ghouls chasing him, so why would he fly so low at this time? Flying swords are best at long-range attacks. If he had just flown higher, he could easily escape the encirclement and achieve a counterattack.
Rays of bright white sword light exploded from the hill, and in an instant, the mountain collapsed and the earth cracked.
[Keep your distance!] An Rou hurriedly gave the order.
But just as she finished speaking, another wave of sword light shone through. In the center of the battlefield, a giant mushroom cloud made of gold coins rose.
Hundreds of ghouls lost their parasites in an instant, and were reduced to ashes in an instant before their transformation was complete.
An Rou opened her mouth slightly and looked at the spectacular scene through the eyes of her employees.
Wrong, she was wrong!
It's true that the old man was killing ghouls to gain experience, but his ultimate goal was Wang Da! He wanted to weaken Wang Da due to differentiation, and then strangle him while he was weak and had no injuries, so that he could face the final battle in the best condition!
And Wang Da had already separated out a lot of ghouls during the pursuit just now!
An Rou’s biggest weakness is that she is not a player, has no skills, and has no combat experience in directly participating in missions.
Now, this weakness causes her to send her old self into the ultimate battle with her own hands, destroy this virtual soul world with her own hands, and destroy her chance to live a new life as an NPC!
"Wang Da retreat!"
An Rou couldn't help but scream, and found that Wang Da was not aware of it, so she hurried to connect with him.
A hand suddenly pressed down on her shoulder.
Even through the cheongsam and fish skin armor, she could feel the warmth of the other person's palm.
Not running.
This realization startled An Rou, and she severed all connections with her consciousness. Her gaze focused on the man in front of her.
Wang Da...it's actually Wang Da!
There were two lines of blood flowing from its eyes on its face. Its smile was as light and gentle as ever, but its eyes were clearer than ever before.
How could it appear here at such a critical moment? Wasn't it on the battlefield?
An Rou's rational mind made her alarm bells ring, but emotionally, she inexplicably felt that there was no danger.
This increasingly unfathomable ghoul had never allowed An Rou to let down her guard like this.
"You..." An Rou wanted to order it to go back, but she could only say one word and then she could not continue.
Going back means death.
Wang Da smiled and shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't kill him."
Needless to say, An Rou also accepted this fact. Their levels weren't up to par, their weapons weren't up to par, and most importantly, since Wang Da's division, he had never faced a super-god player... and his combat experience wasn't up to par either.
It's just a ghoul, how could she ask for too much?
An Rou gritted her teeth: "Run."
She could run as far as she could. As long as she could escape, the old people would be unable to open the Ghost Ruins. If she failed to escape... the annihilation of the Soul Realm was her fate.
However, Wang Da still shook his head gently: "It said it would protect you."
"It? Get rich?"
As An Rou finished asking, the hand that was on her shoulder suddenly covered her forehead.
The ghoul's hand, without gloves or any other barriers, pressed its warm palm against her slightly cool skin.
An Rou's intuition told her that Wang Da did not want to devour her soul.
All the defensive items on my body have no activated passive effects.
Countless chaotic images appeared in An Rou's mind.
The roar of the ghoul, the struggle of the player, the radiance of skills, the sharp edge of the weapon, the splattering blood, the cold slime, the disintegrating light points, the blooming gold coins...
Severe pain rushed into my head, as if my brain was torn into countless pieces.
A voice as gentle as water eased the pain: "I tried my best, but I can only give you one chance. I'm sorry, Master."
The complicated scene suddenly stopped, and the same figure appeared among all the fragments.
It held a knife in both hands, the water light shone on its smiling face, it jumped high, paused in mid-air for a moment, and then suddenly fell down!
Below the punishment knife was the old man standing with his sword.
An Rou could even see the disdainful look on his face.
Wang Da...is still on the battlefield?
Who's standing in front of her?
"Clone..." Paopao murmured in response to Anrou's question. He stared at the screen, "Dachui's second ghost technique is clone...Dachui?"
Paopao couldn't help but rub his eyes. Wang Da was standing in front of him just a second ago.
And now, it's gone.
An Rou knew where it went.
Amidst the kaleidoscopic images in his mind, a lightning-fast shadow broke in and merged into one with Wang Da, who was slashing with a sword.
The sword light shot up into the sky and pierced through it in one stroke. The penalty knife slipped out of his hand, and the thin blade spun and fell like a willow leaf.
It was carried upwards by the sword energy. At the last moment of the parasite's death, it managed to raise its head and smiled towards the direction of the bungalow and courtyard.
The smile is frozen.
Blood and flesh surged wildly under the skin, and in the blink of an eye, the familiar face was unrecognizable.
The sword energy reached its end, and the Phoenix Flame Sword turned around and quickly fell, leaving Wang Da's body floating in the air and began to change wildly.
Its body was swollen by something unknown, its clothes torn into pieces, its skin stained blood red. When it was swollen to its fullest, its hands and feet seemed as small as a baby's in comparison to its massive body.
Wang Da's body exploded.
Countless thick roots cascaded down, carving a deep crater in the ground. Amidst the smoke and dust, the roots rapidly spread, entangling the fleeing players.
At the top of the root system is a bud without petals, from which extend dozens of stamens as thick as the roots. At the end of each stamen is a human head.
There were dozens of human heads, all with terrified faces carved from the same mold.
The stamens are like their necks. They hang down their long necks like giant pythons and, together with their roots, bite the souls of those who are destined to be with them.
SS-level ghouls also have the instinct to attack during the process of transformation.
In a short period of time, more complicated images flooded into An Rou's mind.
She tilted her head back, her eyes dull.
It turns out that this is what Wang Da meant by the last chance.
Each picture represents what the ghoul sees.
It didn't know how it managed to allow An Rou's ability to connect with the consciousness of ghouls to jump from two to hundreds or thousands!
All the screens lit up with sword light at the same time.
At a speed too fast to be discerned by the naked eye, the Phoenix Flame Sword pierced through each of Wang Da's heads almost simultaneously. His massive, deformed body froze for a moment, then exploded with a bang!
No defense, no resistance, just died.
It used all its strength to differentiate the new ghouls, causing the number of ghouls on the battlefield to increase by half in a short period of time!
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city wall.
Before Xie Xin looked away, he caught a glimpse of the sudden flash of lightning beside him.
In an instant, his short, black hair turned silver. Blue lightning patterns flickered through every strand of his hair, coursing through his entire body. Suddenly, a silent yet immense force erupted, transforming him into a blue line, charging towards the farm.
He was moving so fast that the lightning behind him didn't have time to disappear. It was as if a straight line was drawn in the darkness, starting from the city wall.
At the end of the straight line is a dark spot.
Above the farm, a strange spot appeared in the already inky black night sky. It wasn't black, but darker than black, and it wasn't any other color either, because all colors lost their color when they approached it.
It's like a black hole.
The black hole is devouring the night.
Inside the black hole is the Ghost Ruins - the ultimate of the Soul World, and according to legend, the end of the game.
Xie Xin shook his head and chuckled, "Still so anxious."
A wind from nowhere blew his white robe, rippling it layer by layer like the rippling of a lake. His figure gradually became more and more real and illusory.
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[World Announcement: Congratulations to player "Old Man" for reaching Legend and starting the final battle in Ghost Ruins.]
[World Announcement: Congratulations to player "Old Man" for reaching Legend and starting the final battle in Ghost Ruins.]
[World Announcement: Congratulations to player "Old Man" for reaching Legend and starting the final battle in Ghost Ruins.]
At this moment, every online player received three world announcements in a row.
Because of the large-scale ghoul craze in the forum, everyone stopped replying to posts at the same time. Although it was just a text forum, it made people feel the instantaneous change from bustle to silence.
The old guy at number three on the list, promoted to legend?
The old guy ranked third on the list is promoted to legend!!!
A moment later, countless new posts flooded the forum's homepage. The previously popular posts were suppressed, but the players had extracted the key points from the content of the popular posts.
[Was the old one the one who took out the massive ghoul wave? He couldn't have done it alone!]
[I almost forgot. Didn't they say earlier that the old members of the Oulipai group had gone to Zhongsu Town?!]
[A testimony of godhood, the result of the ultimate battle of the old people! ]
[Everyone, come here and squat! Old man vs. Ghost King!]
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At the Ouli headquarters, the vice president, who was anxious because he hadn't received any news for a long time, was stunned.
After being awakened by his men, he was ecstatic and immediately sent a voice message to the president: "President, a legend has finally been born in our Ouli! Divine revelation, divine revelation is about to be unlocked by us!"
"Vice President, the President is offline for a break..."
The Vice President was startled. "Quick! Notify the headquarters executive team to dispatch all forces to Zhongsu Town to await the return of the old man! Send someone offline to notify the President and logistics staff, and report to the cabinet!"
Not long after the 10,000-man army crossed the border of Sub-Zone 8, it came to a standstill again.
Morita stared at the screen, his old face flushed with anger, and he cursed continuously.
The trusted captain waited for him to finish his scolding, then asked tremblingly, "Minister, are we still going over there?"
"Let's go! Headquarters is going, so why shouldn't we go?! Hurry up and get there, and take whatever rewards we can to make up for the losses caused by the old guys!"
After he finished yelling, he cursed again in a low voice: "The old man should commit seppuku to apologize!"
In the empty Orli Zhongsu branch hall, Herring was lying on the ground. As soon as he resurrected and opened his eyes, he saw the world announcement.
What echoed in my mind was the minister's cold voice on the phone not long ago.
Did the minister become so indifferent just because he lost the qualification to play the game?
His eyes fell on the light screen, and suddenly he couldn't recognize the words.
Does the friendship built in the game mean nothing when we leave the game?
Could it be that... all of us are just screws arranged by the country?
It looks like a whole, but when you take it apart, each part feels cold to the touch.
The old guy... the old guy who has won the title of legendary player, when he returns to reality, isn’t he just a screw?
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An Rou doesn’t know or care whether the old person is a screw or a wrench.
She only knew that she wanted to make him unable to even be a screw in the game!
An Rou stared at the night sky through thousands of eyes. The edge of the black hole rolled and grew bigger little by little.
The old man held the Phoenix Flame in his hand and stared at that place intently, just like all the players and ghouls present.
The black hole seemed to have a targeted gravitational pull, causing his feet to leave the ground and rise into the air little by little.
Now is the time!
"Tear him into pieces!" An Rou said each word with emphasis, "Eat him!"
Suddenly, the deadly silent farm erupted with the angry roars of countless ghouls. Wave after wave of ghouls desperately pounced on the old man, once again surging together, forming a mountain!
The scene resembled zombies preying on living people, but ghouls weren't zombies. Not long ago, they were all players, possessing speed and skills that zombies couldn't match!
The living dead threw weapons, swords, sticks, and alien weapons, each of which shone with the brilliance of skills, instantly blocking the way of the old people.
The crazy ghouls came from all directions at a faster speed and with more twisted limbs, using their crazy bodies to entangle, bump into, or hit, just to devour this invincible and delicious soul!
The sudden change made the old people suppress their surging emotions.
With his level, he naturally knew a lot of things that others didn't. For example, after the Ghost Ruins were opened, all the ghouls except the Ghost King would lose their ability to move.
But the scene before my eyes was inconsistent with the rumors!
The end was at hand; it was pointless to verify it now. The old man snorted coldly, and Phoenix Flame flew out of his hand and swirled around his body, creating a white tornado.
All weapons that came into contact with the tornado instantly exploded into a pile of scrap metal. All the ghouls' limbs caught in the wind were reduced to ashes by the white flames!
Purple Martial Phoenix Flame, invincible.
However, as soon as one wave of ghouls was eliminated, another wave of ghouls surrounded them. The ghouls that were injured but not strangled were also fearless and rushed forward with howls!
All the surviving players were stunned. On the screen in front of them, the number of ghouls listed in the mission details was decreasing at a rate that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.
Hundreds are lost every second!
In just a few blinks of an eye, the number of surviving ghouls fell below the limit - less than 500. The super-large ghoul tide has shrunk into a large ghoul tide.
The combat power of top players is astonishing!
Then, their attention was drawn to the mountain of gold before them.
The flames of the Phoenix Sword that melt everything seem to have no effect on gold coins.
The rewards dropped by thousands of ghouls were a literal mountain of gold. As the old people gradually floated into the air, the height of the mountain grew inch by inch.
There is such a huge amount of wealth, just grab a handful and the hellish experience of this night will be worth it!
If one person moves, everyone moves.
Thousands of players at the scene followed the last wave of ghouls and rushed to Jinshan!
For players like Old Man, wealth was meaningless. Based solely on the guild salary and the commission from every mission, he had already climbed onto the world's richest list.
The mountain of gold under his feet was not even in his eyes.
The last wave of ghouls will perish in the white flames of the Phoenix Flame. The gates of the Ghost Ruins will soon be fully opened, and he will become the first person in the world to decipher the divine revelation!
A hero of the country, or, the savior of the world!
The white flame tornado expanded again, even melting the corpse water that the ghoul had transformed into.
The annoying ghouls, mosquitoes and flies above his head finally created a gap that was big enough for him to reach the ghost ruins!
In the bungalow, blue veins bulged under Anrou's fair skin. Controlling the ghoul brought her an unimaginable mental burden, so much so that at this moment, she was bleeding from all seven orifices.
It’s too powerful! The power of the top players’ skills is beyond imagination even though we were mentally prepared.
Wang Da sacrificed himself just to give her a chance.
A long shot.
But An Rou had no choice.
The battlefield was almost depleted of ghouls, with only a few farmhands remaining. At this point, she had no choice but to sacrifice them.
The final tactic of throwing an egg against a rock!
In the pickle shed, all the pickle jars were destroyed by the falling roof. Zhang Da lay face down on the ground, a sharp piece of jar debris almost cut him in half.
It heard Anrou's call.
He opened his mouth wide, a roar of pain and anger emanating from his throat, and pulled himself out of the shattered pieces. Organs and blood dripped out.
Having spawned too many ghouls, its weakened state left it with minimal self-healing abilities. Its muscles moved feebly, and its fractured leg remained unable to straighten.
It could only drag one leg and stagger towards the white flame tornado.
Other employees are much faster than it and have already jumped to Jinshan.
Suddenly, the tornado disappeared, and the Chosen One with a beautiful soul but hideous face appeared, stepping on the damn sword, and escaped from the dark cloud of ghouls.
The employees it separated out from it couldn't catch up either.
The incomparable anger made Zhang Da roar again. At this moment, a straight blue line crossed the night sky and appeared above the destined one.
“Ink removal!!!”
It heard the angry shouts of the Chosen One.
The Chosen One suddenly sped up, leaving a white rainbow under his feet.
They seemed to be scrambling to get into the round hole in the sky.
The round hole was very close to them, but the person at the end of the blue line was obviously faster.
Can't catch up.
This realization didn't stop Zhang Da, but instead he sped up even more desperately. Suddenly, the ground shook.
Due to its weak sense of balance, it fell heavily to the ground, breaking its neck, but its bloodshot eyes were still looking in the direction of the black hole.
It saw a huge black shadow rising from the ground, like a giant whale swinging its huge tail and rising out of the sea.
The deep and extremely deep roar seemed to come from ancient times, and a larger black hole appeared in the sky without warning.
In one gulp, he swallowed the two chosen ones.
Then, the black shadow fell like a giant whale, and the earth shook even more violently. The black shadow rose again, jumping higher than last time, and the roar from the black hole became deeper and more terrifying.
This time, Zhang Da finally saw it clearly.
That is its ghost mother, the boss - or owner, likes to call it: Baobao.
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All consciousness connections were cut off at the same time, and An Rou fell to the ground.
Paopao was so stunned by the earth-shattering turn of events that he didn't even notice her fall.
An Rou used her hands and feet, gritted her teeth and stood up, stumbling into the courtyard. Her footing stumbled and she fell to the ground again.
This time she supported herself with her hands in time, and her upper body did not fall to the ground. She raised her head and looked at the endless black shadows under the night sky.
"Baobao." She murmured softly.
Heat suddenly surged out of my eyes and my vision became blurred.
But An Rou's pale face smiled, and she raised one hand with difficulty, overlapping her index finger and thumb.
"Baobao...pen refill."
The shadow roared for the third time.
An Rou couldn't see clearly, but she knew that the twenty-four bone blades under Bao Fu's body must have formed a long-lost heart shape.
Paopao finally caught up with her, helped her up, and looked up at the night sky in disbelief.
"Brother who suddenly got rich? That's Brother who suddenly got rich?"
An Rou no longer had the energy to nod, and opened her mouth with difficulty: "Medicine...drug."
"Oh oh oh." Paopao hurriedly took out two life potions, unplugged them, and fed them to Anrou.
Seeing the boss's face visibly turn red, he breathed a sigh of relief and his mind returned to the scene just now.
An Rou's mental strength had long been exhausted. After summoning the surviving employees, the connection with her consciousness was severed. Therefore, Paopao saw the final scene more clearly than he did.
He is bound to the Seven Souls Sword and possesses its vast vision.
Paopao's expression was complicated, and it was unclear whether he was worried or happy: "Boss, the rich old man swallowed up the old man and the ink-removing man..."
The life potion restored some of An Rou's strength. She was startled when she heard the words, "Ink removal? What ink removal?!"
As soon as she finished asking, her gaze fixed on a certain direction. Beside the huge black shadow of the sudden wealth, a small figure, as small as a sesame seed, floated.
The distance was too far, and I couldn't see the other person's figure or appearance clearly, but his short silver hair was very eye-catching.
Ink removal... An Rou couldn't help but repeat the name in her mind.
She stared at the other person, and at the same time she could feel that the other person was also looking at her from afar - with extremely cold and indifferent eyes.
In an instant, she made a decision: kill!
Any high-level player is the biggest threat to her!
The exhausted spirit was instantly connected to the consciousness of the rich, but in the rich's vision, there was only darkness, only fire, and only players fleeing in the ruins of the farm.
No ink removal.
The night vision of the rich is excellent and it is impossible to miss it.
The ink removal disappeared.
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His hair turned black, and he had already returned to the city wall.
Xie Xin, in a white robe and long hair, stood there leaning against the wall, smiling at him, but in his smile, for the first time ever, there was a hint of melancholy.
"You already knew there was another one."
Chu Mo's hoarse voice sounded both a question and a statement. Of course, given his penchant for being frugal with words, he wouldn't ask questions that already had answers.
Where are the ghouls and what level are they? In the vast soul world, no one knows better than the Ghost King Jie Xin.
What he wanted to ask was why Xie Xin hadn't moved a single step from beginning to end. Even though the Ghost Ruins had been opened to the old man, Xie Xin seemed certain that the old man wouldn't be able to enter.
With the high level of attributes that the old people had managed to preserve by all means, they would not have died if they had not been caught off guard.
Xie Xin said calmly, "The old ones can't kill it. This is His will."
Chu Mo's eyes darkened, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Who is she?"
Xie Xin tilted his head to look at him twice, then asked with a smile, "Who are you?"
The ink removal fell silent again.
Xie Xin looked towards the northwest: "Have you thought it over? Another group of people are coming."
The night wind blew his hair across his forehead.
The seat next to me is empty again.
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To the north of Zhongsu Town, the 10,000-man army stopped for the third time.
This time, it was because of a man who fell from the sky with iconic silver hair.
Morita was facing a formidable enemy: "Get rid of Mo, this is our mission in our Ouli territory!"
Behind him, the frightened members of Ouli, under pressure from their superiors, took out their weapons and surrounded the other side.
Chu Mo half opened his eyelids and uttered two hoarse words.
"Please go back."
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