Ghost Island
With An Rou's ability, controlling hundreds of ghouls at the same time is no problem.
The mental burden was so great that it made her eyes bleed because she focused most of her attention on controlling the traders in order to conceal her true purpose.
Ghost Island is not a naturally formed archipelago.
All the islands are connected by a giant machine under the sea, so where is the connection point?
With her most basic knowledge of physics, she could also determine that it must be in the center of the black market island.
If we consider the Black Market Island as a circle, the pillar supporting the island must be at the center of the circle, right below the official trading area.
She controlled hundreds of ghouls to return to the official trading area, and at the same time used her skills to dig.
Even if the gold coin space is not an illusion, it would be difficult to stop hundreds of skills from focusing on a single point and attacking fiercely.
Golden water light appeared everywhere in the sky and earth, which was a sign of spatial instability.
A spatial hole appeared below the trading area, revealing the rocky ground of Ghost Island.
Stone chips flew everywhere, and at a depth of more than ten meters, there was a sound of metallic knocking.
This is the sound of weapon skills hitting the pillars.
The situation is more optimistic than An Rou imagined.
The pillar is not too thick, with a diameter of about three or four meters. The metal material is obviously specially made, and it can withstand hundreds of skills without any damage.
The reason why the ground of Black Market Island is tilted is because there are six huge metal blades around the pillars.
It looks very much like a sunflower.
It is these metal petals floating on the sea that support the weight of the entire island. However, the connection between the petals and the pillars is not as strong as a solid pillar.
After the intensive skills fell, the petals slowly separated from the pillars, causing the entire Black Market Island to show signs of splitting. Each fragment sank into the sea little by little, either fast or slow, tilted or steady.
This was a tactic of total destruction, but An Rou remained unfazed. She stood up, holding onto the invisible hull, and calmly surveyed the top-tier ghoul a few meters away.
At this moment, the mental burden on the traders is no less than hers.
It requires a few distractions.
The first is to use the ghost technique "Golden Deception" with all his strength to stabilize the gold coin space to prevent the destined people on the island from regaining consciousness.
An Rou snatched away a small portion of the newly differentiated ghouls, causing the overall devouring speed to drop significantly. At this time, most of the destined ones were still alive.
The second was to try to regain control of the little half-ghoul, because An Rou made it aware of the danger.
It seems that once the island is destroyed, they will turn around and attack this ghost mother.
Third, the stinging pain in his mind never disappeared, and he had to continue to resist An Rou's erosion of consciousness. This was the most important point.
With his attention divided into three parts, even a top-level ghoul would have no time to make other moves.
Even though it knew that it could solve the dilemma by killing the fragile humans in front of it, it was powerless.
The red bloodshot in the trader's eyes became more and more dense, and finally, like An Rou, two lines of blood and tears flowed down.
An Rou walked slowly to Paopao and held his hand.
In Paopao's hand is the Silver Wind Mace.
"boss……"
"Don't open your eyes." An Rou said, "Change to a Tang sword."
Paopao was stunned: "But the Silver Wind Mace does more damage..."
"Change to a Tang sword." An Rou repeated.
Paopao had no choice but to take back the Yinfeng mace and take out the Huangwu Tang sword.
An Rou pinched the blade with two fingers and pulled Paopao to change direction little by little until the tip of the blade was pointed at the trader.
"Right here, use Telekinesis."
Air Slash is the Tang Dao's ultimate move, with an attack power of 1000 points, which isn't too high. At Paopao's current level, it's enough to perform it dozens of times in a row.
The blade became invisible, leaving only the handle.
Paopao raised his hand and chopped down the knife, and it felt like chopping a hard stone.
"boss?"
"It's okay." An Rou smiled, "Same direction, one more time... No, ten times."
A shallow bloodstain appeared on the trader's right shoulder.
When a top-level ghoul parasitizes the player's body, the parasite is fully strengthened, and combined with the player's own passive defense skills, the actual damage caused by this knife is estimated to be less than 200 points, even if the opponent stands still.
Even if it’s only 100 points, repeat it ten times and it will be 1000 points.
Very impressive.
Run and swing ten times in a row.
The bloodstains became more and more obvious, and the blood went from seeping to flowing, and when a clear groove appeared on the shoulder, it turned into a gushing out.
An Rou was amazed by the trader's self-healing ability.
Ten strikes from a distance with a total attack power of ten thousand points, but they still failed to cut off the opponent's arm.
Seeing the wound stop bleeding quickly and the muscle fibers growing visibly, An Rou smiled and said, "Twenty more strokes."
Paopao swung the Tang sword again, a thin layer of sweat seeping out of his forehead. When he swung the last knife, he felt his hand loosen.
The trader's shoulder finally fell off, and self-healing fibers flowed out of the wound along with the blood.
It gritted its teeth and stared at An Rou, wishing it could eat her alive.
An Rou was surprised and said, "You didn't even resist? Your mental fortitude is truly impressive. It seems you really can't bear to leave those children. Pity the love of parents in the world."
She had already anticipated the trader's choice.
There is only one basis: the territorial restriction of the ghoul BOSS.
The trader is undoubtedly the big boss of this ghoul tide. Regardless of whether the ghoul tide succeeds or not, its fate is doomed: it will die at the hands of the high-level players who arrive, or be recovered by the system.
Bao Fu had faced this fate before, but An Rou didn't know about it at the time. When she found out later, they had already left Zhongsu Town, but Bao Fu was safe and sound.
While feeling palpitations, An Rou guessed that this was related to the overall relocation of Yong'an Farm.
The place where the wealth came from was not Zhongsu Town, but Yong'an Farm.
Therefore, in her subsequent actions, she did not dare to let her wealth get too far away from the farm, nor did she dare to easily change the name of the farm. Even the two words "Yong'an" could easily expose her identity.
But the trader in front of me is different.
Its location is obviously Black Market Island No. 7.
It has only one path to take: stay on the island, and as the island's position changes, spread the ghoul tide to the entire archipelago. Wherever the mission takes place, its territory will expand.
Ghouls may not have the concept of "belonging place", but they should be able to perceive it subconsciously.
So for traders, this island cannot be destroyed. Some of the ghouls divided from it can be sacrificed, but not all of them.
After Paopao made the first move, the trader neither dodged nor fought back, which just confirmed all of An Rou's guesses.
She stopped the ghouls who were destroying the pillars, leaving the island in a state of sinking, leaving the traders with a glimmer of hope. This also dispelled their desire to destroy themselves along with her.
In this state, it becomes a sitting duck that cannot fight back.
An Rou pinched the blade, causing the Tang sword to shift slightly to the left.
"Next, how about beheading?"
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Not the entire Black Market Island is wrapped in the gold coin space.
In the berthing area, the thermal boat under Jie Xin's feet seemed to be staying outside the space, and it seemed to have created a space within a space.
He raised his hand and casually wiped it across the air, wiping away a large area of golden light.
The scene of An Rou's confrontation with the trader became clearer.
"It seems this question isn't too difficult for her. That little guy is almost being played to death." Xie Xin turned around and smiled, "What do you mean?"
Chu Mo's gloomy gaze rested on the thin figure holding a blade in the distance, and a thought involuntarily emerged in his mind - a fact that he had already recognized as a fact.
She is indeed not her.
His gentleness could never be cruel.
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Paopao felt like he was dreaming.
Although he couldn't see it, an SSS-level ghoul was standing there for him to chop?
The feel is very real, but it feels very unreal.
That's a top-level ghoul!
He also leads a large wave of ghouls!
I swear to God, when the opponent rushed over, Paopao was prepared to take the knife for the boss and lose the qualification to play the game.
But the boss pushed him away.
Facing danger, and once again, pushing him away from danger.
Before Paopao could recover from his moved state, he suddenly felt a vibration under his feet.
He had no idea how his boss did it, he only knew that the top ghoul was captured with just a few words.
The boss can do anything.
The boss is his god.
God said: Behead him.
He used 100% of his strength and swung the Tang sword desperately.
His other hand was not idle either. After handing a bottle of life potion to the boss, he drank the last bottle of energy potion in the prop bar.
The recoil from the handle was stronger than before.
The top ghouls have really tough heads!
I chop, I chop, I chop chop chop!
After being chopped countless times, the ghoul finally let out a howl of extreme pain.
Paopao did not dare to slack off and kept swinging his sword.
Kill the ghoul's parasite, and while it's transforming wildly, quickly escape with the boss - this should be the boss's plan, right?
However, the boss's smiling voice reached his ears: "Children, let the island sink."
The faint creaking sound of metal suddenly became louder, and the ground was sinking rapidly.
The trader finally lost control and rushed over with a roar. Paopao hurriedly grabbed An Rou and flew backwards, still not daring to open his eyes during the process.
His back also hit the thermal boat.
Paopao didn't know where to run, and shouted anxiously: "Boss!"
"Open your eyes."
Following An Rou's words, the trader's roar came to an abrupt end.
Paopao carefully opened his eyes a little, and saw a golden light shimmering and spreading. The ghost magic space created by the ghoul collapsed!
The trader stopped right in front of him, only one step away.
It can't move.
There is a shocking crack in the middle of its forehead, running from top to bottom to the tip of the nose, making it a true "middle-parted" hairstyle.
His face was covered in brain matter and blood, and one could vaguely see the look of painful struggle in his distorted face.
What makes it suffer is not the physical pain caused by brain damage, but the uncontrollable fear deep in its consciousness.
After layers of pressure and repeated infliction of pain upon pain, An Rou finally got the opportunity to take advantage of the situation and control the trader from the inside out.
This control is not easy.
From the beginning to the end, An Rou's mental burden never lessened. It was just that the trader had no energy to notice that, while she appeared to be taking things lightly, in reality, tears and blood were flowing from her eyes.
It was even worse at this moment, she even had difficulty speaking.
Paopao was frightened by her appearance and hurriedly took out another bottle of life potion, but An Rou clenched her teeth and did not open her mouth.
The ground was tilting and sinking continuously, and Paopao could vaguely hear the sound of a heavy object falling into the water.
This island is really going to sink.
As the gold coin space collapsed bit by bit, the thermal ships in the berthing area gradually took shape, like small boats made of gold.
Paopao supported himself on the outer wall of the hull and relied on his memory to find the thermal ship where Siji was.
There's no way he can drive this thing.
After a few runs, he locked onto the suspected ship and went to pull Anrou.
An Rou didn't move.
She stared at the trader's bloodshot eyes, unable to open her mouth, and could only speak with her consciousness.
[Your territory is about to collapse. If you don't want to die, stop resisting. I have a way to save you.]
The trader did not respond.
I don't know if it was because he was in a state of rage and his rationality had not returned, or because he refused to let himself fall into the hands of others.
Anyone with power has reason to be proud, even a ghoul is no exception.
During the silent confrontation, the golden light around them became dimmer and dimmer.
In the mooring area on the outer ring of Black Market Island, thermal ships slid into the sea one after another. Near the center of the island, many collapsed areas had appeared, dragging the players aboard with them into the ocean.
There were dense and harsh sounds and crackling sounds coming from those holes, and they flashed a light that was completely different from the gold coin space - bright blue high-voltage electric light.
However, those ghouls that were not controlled by An Rou have not eaten since they were differentiated and reborn by the traders.
The feeling of hunger was like an insatiable black hole, causing them to completely ignore the dangers around them and continue to greedily pounce on one delicious soul after another.
Some ghouls even followed the players into the collapsed area, and the parasites were instantly electrocuted to death. After undergoing a crazy transformation, the mutated organs that emerged from the sea further cut the island into pieces.
And those mutated organs fell back to the sea surface powerlessly due to the high voltage electricity.
There is no doubt that the sea water of Onigashima is a forbidden zone that no one or ghoul can violate.
The Black Market Island was falling apart, carrying all the people and ghosts on it into hell.
This scene was certainly not the ideal situation that An Rou expected.
She was just taking advantage of the ghouls' need for the Black Market Island to exert further mental pressure and wait for an opportunity to control them.
The only difference was that they didn't expect that the metal structure supporting the island was already on the verge of collapse.
It falls apart with a slight touch.
Now, it was too late to regret, she could only continue to persuade.
Your ghoul army may not be saved, but you can still be saved. No matter what you decide to do, you must survive first to have hope!
Still ineffective persuasion.
An Rou's patience had run out, so she simply gave up commanding the ghouls and focused on controlling the traders.
[Run to that pillar!]
An Rou gave the order with all her might, and a stream of bright red blood flowed from her ear.
Suddenly, there was nothing under my feet.
The ground they were standing on also collapsed.
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With the giant leading the way, the joint team made an emergency stop on the coast.
Across the turbulent black sea, a kilometer away stood a huge, bright blue light shield, the dome of which was almost as high as Witt.
"The target is heading towards Onigashima!" Zhencha shouted.
All the team members looked up at the team leader at the same time, but Witt was too tall, so they could only turn to look at Kairi.
In front is the Ghost Island camp, and the ones who dominate this archipelago are the Athenian Guild and the Philistine Guild.
Whether it is Long Yan or Gar, forcing their way in will trigger a series of diplomatic conflicts.
But everyone knows how important the Yongan mission is.
Zhencha asked Kaicai hoarsely, "Should we ask the president first?"
The molars grinding as he opened the chest made a creaking sound, and after a few seconds of silence, he cursed.
"What instructions?! By the time we get through this process, Yongan will have already disappeared!" He shouted to Witt, "Let's go after him, three of us!"
Witt agreed.
This was the closest he had ever been to Yong'an Farm, and he was unwilling to give up.
As we all know, the surface of the Ghost Island is covered with high-voltage electricity, and the damage is so strong that even super-god players dare not offend it.
No one in the team has the ability to fly, only Kairi and Witte have the means to cross the one kilometer of sea surface.
There is a double-edged knife for opening the chest.
Witt is a giant.
The ant and the elephant retreated a distance at the same time and then sprinted forward at the same time.
After Kai Li jumped onto the double-edged sword, he quickly picked up Zhen Cha and rushed to the opposite light shield. He could only take one person with him, no more.
The body of the Witt Giant is illusory and cannot be carried by one person. He can only leap on his own, as if jumping across a stream.
The other team members looked at each other, silently turned on the light screen, and clicked into the team channel where the presidents of both families were.
The inability to cross the sea to help made these advanced players feel a little frustrated.
In the "nocturnal" state, no matter how fast wealth flies, everything and everyone on the farm is as safe as a mountain.
The residents were either sleeping or chatting at night. Except for An Yongnian and Qiaojie, no one knew that their farmer was in danger.
An Younian paced back and forth in the room, while Qiaojie gently patted the sleeping Zisha and cast a worried look out the window.
They were all familiar with Zhang Da, and his sudden nervousness inevitably made people think too much.
"Could something have happened to Rourou?" An Younian was worried.
Qiaojie could only soothe her softly, "With Xiaorou's abilities, she'll surely be able to turn any bad situation into a good one. Don't worry too much."
An Younian shook his head: "No, I have to ask."
He strode into the yard, squatted down, and called out to the ground: "Bao Fu, little Bao Fu, come out quickly..."
The big face never appeared.
Edge of the farm.
Zhang Da bent over, squinting his eyes at the light flashing by below. He didn't know where An Rou was, but his ghost mother knew.
It just needs to be ready for a fight.
Behind him, all the ghoul employees were summoned and stood side by side in silence.
Meng Ziyou was lying next to it, lying on the ground, looking down at the densely packed skyscrapers with bright lights, and asked in amazement, "Is this Ghost Island?"
With a small area, a large population and a complex structure, it is simply the perfect place to hide away in the city.
Compared to other people or ghosts, Meng Ziyu is the least worried about An Rou.
How could such a terrifying woman die so easily?
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Including this time, An Rou has been at the gates of hell for the third time.
The black waves of the sea almost brushed against the soles of her shoes.
Fortunately, Paopao never let go of her arm, and during the fall, he quickly inserted the Tang sword into the rock next to him.
He didn't even have time to catch his breath, and used his movement skills one after another, pulling An Rou up to the island.
But the ground beneath my feet was also shaking and could not hold out for long.
"Boss, we have to leave now!"
The surrounding thermal ships were sliding outward, carrying the player drivers who had not yet regained consciousness with them, and falling into the abyss.
Paopao dragged Anrou towards the nearest thermal boat.
No matter whether it can open or not, just let it float first.
But An Rou refused to get on board: "It's useless..."
After no longer having to worry about controlling the ghoul, she was able to speak: "Jie Xin led us here and won't let us leave."
Paopao didn't understand, but he confirmed that this was the second time the boss mentioned Li Xin in a short period of time.
"What on earth did that guy do?" He was so anxious that he almost collapsed.
An Rou didn't have the energy to explain, and her eyes shifted around: "Where's the trader?"
"There it is!" Paopao pointed to a place. "Just now the ground collapsed and it ran away!"
That direction is exactly the center of Black Market Island, where the pillars are located.
In the chaos, An Rou didn't catch sight of the other person. She quickly realized that the trader had regained his sanity and even accepted reality, recognizing his only way out.
pillar.
The pillars on each island are unique. As long as the pillars do not fall, Black Market Island No. 7 will not disappear, and it will not be annihilated along with the territorial restrictions.
If the core program is likened to genes, this may be the survival instinct engraved in its genes.
An Rou gritted her teeth.
After trying her best, she thought she could control the trader, but the sudden collapse forced her to cut off the connection with consciousness, and her efforts failed.
Logically speaking, the life threat posed by the top-level ghouls has been eliminated.
However, An Rou raised her slightly trembling hands and said word by word: "We'll go too."
Paopao opened his mouth in disbelief.
An Rou: "Don't ask why, we have to go."
Paopao obediently closed his mouth and took a deep breath.
Although the mind-bending gold coin space has disappeared, the players on the ghost island have not yet regained consciousness. They either died in the mouths of hungry ghouls or fell into the sea and turned into corpses burned by electricity.
Occasionally, there are players who wake up quickly, but they only have time to let out a scream before falling into a state of death.
Thousands of players...it's not an exaggeration to call it a hell on earth.
It reminded him of that night in Zhongsu Town.
Paopao had seen in the guide that no matter what the reason, if a Ghost Island player fell into the sea, there would be no possibility of survival due to the presence of 10,000-volt high voltage electricity.
You can't use the resurrection card to go online immediately. After all, your body is soaked in sea water, and going online is tantamount to seeking death.
It's similar to a pickle jar on a farm.
They could only wait for the corpse recovery team sent by Onigashima to retrieve the body and then revive it. This process would take at least three days.
The problem is, Paopao has time to wait, but Anrou doesn't even have the chance to wait.
She only has one life.
At this time, the Black Market Island had been shattered into a puzzle. To run from his position to the center, he had to cross the bumpy ground and would fall if he was not careful.
If I had a flying sword, if it were of a higher level...
"Silver Wind Mace, Silver Wind Mace has the ability to fly."
An Rou's reminder reached her ears in time.
Paopao's eyes lit up and he quickly took out the Silver Wind Mace.
The third stage skill, Silver Bird Flies High, requires 200 energy points.
Dozens of air-breaking slashes almost emptied Paopao's energy bar, and the remaining energy value was just enough!
A silver light flashed, and the Silver Wind Mace carried the two people away from the shaking ground and flew towards the center of the Black Market Island.
For fear of being splashed by sea water, Paopao deliberately increased the flying altitude.
I saw the ground below collapse, the waves piled up, and lightning flashed like a spider web.
The remaining players finally woke up, but what greeted them was a black wave of death and screams one after another.
Suddenly, Paopao caught a unique sound.
The humming sound of the engine.
He turned his head and saw a thermal boat rising into the air. In the lightning, he could vaguely make out the panicked man on board - Siji.
It turned out to be Siji who brought them here!
This guy is very lucky!
But... Paopao recalled the thermal ship that fled in panic before the gold coin space covered the entire island.
Those ships hit something and crashed.
Paopao hurriedly shouted: "Be careful up there——"
Si Ji must have heard it, because the thermal boat suddenly stopped rising and swayed from side to side.
"Run, ahead." An Rou said in her ear.
Paopao turned around and suddenly saw a figure.
In the center of Black Market Island, in front of the arc-shaped building, in a huge pit, stood a pitch-black pillar. On top of the pillar sat the traders.
Paopao couldn't see its eyes clearly, but his intuition told him that it was staring at him.
It raised its hands and swiped hard in one direction.
The roar of the engine is approaching rapidly!
In an instant, Paopao's scalp exploded. He looked back hurriedly and saw Siji's thermal boat heading straight towards him.
Si Ji didn't listen to the advice at all, but lost control of the thermal boat!
Ghost magic, it must be another ghost magic of the trader, a ghost magic that can control objects from a distance!
The turning point happened too quickly. Paopao didn't have time to think and hugged Anrou in his arms.
The thermal boat slammed into his back.
The impact was so great that a line of blood spurted out of Paopao's mouth. Not only did the Silver Wind Mace fall out of his hand, but he was also unable to hold An Rou.
A speck of silver light and two figures scattered in three directions like kites with broken strings.
He turned his head with all his might and tried hard to chase An Rou's figure. He caught a glimpse of a wave below, which was swept out of the sea by an invisible force and hit An Rou.
Is a trader.
It wanted to take the opportunity to kill An Rou!
"boss!"
At the critical moment, a deep roar drowned out Paopao's heart-wrenching shouts.
Paopao opened his mouth wide and tears flowed uncontrollably.
Bro...
The rich man is here!
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