"What the hell is this!!!"
A flash of white light appeared at the spot.
The player was forced out of the game because of his emotional fluctuations.
He was kicked out of the game directly, and his shameless, bloody head rushed straight towards the player who reminded him to look back.
The player had not expected this kind of offline operation, and with a comic book-like expression of horror on his face, he narrowly avoided the terrifying and disgusting head.
The head did not change its flight trajectory because of the player's dodging, and continued to fly forward in an arc.
In front... a player is turning his back, holding a meteor hammer, beating the opposing player so hard that he runs away in panic.
Didn't notice what was behind him.
After traveling such a long distance, the head flew a little lower and hit him.
“Awoo——!!!” The player holding the meteor hammer suddenly jumped up and let out a wolf-like scream.
"Who!!!" He uttered a shrill question from his soul.
Twenty percent of pain is also extremely terrible.
"Who is touching my butt!!!" He reached out to touch the buttocks.
The shameless head bit hard on his ass.
But he didn't see it.
He reached behind him and grabbed a few strands of sparse, dry hair on his head.
???
The player was confused and grabbed his hair and pulled it off violently.
When he took the sparse hair that had been pulled out in his hands and looked at it, he felt even more confused.
But the pain in the buttocks did not decrease. Instead, it was excruciatingly painful because of the pulling just now.
"What's that on your butt?"
After hearing the sharp howls one after another, the other fighting players couldn't help but stop and look over. One of them asked the player holding the meteor hammer.
"What's that on my butt!?" the meteor hammer player roared back.
"It's a head! A shameless head!" said the player who had previously avoided the head in shock, looking at the head that was biting someone else's buttocks with a look of relief.
Fortunately I escaped.
I would rather die than let my friend die.
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but gather around and observe carefully.
"So ugly, so disgusting..."
"Isn't this bloodiness beyond the game limit?"
"Don't move, I'll pull it off for you."
As he said that, the man rubbed his hands, took out a set of old clothes from his backpack, wrapped the fleshy and bloody head with the clothes, and pulled it in the opposite direction with all his strength.
"Ah! Stop pulling, stop pulling! My flesh is going to be torn off!" The meteor hammer player slightly stuck out his butt, enduring the 20% pain of the flesh on his buttocks being torn from his body, and crying silently.
What the hell is this stupid and crappy game? I really want to log off.
Never want to play again.
"Try chopping it with a knife. If you kill it, it won't bite you anymore."
“Yes, yes, yes!”
Looking at the shining big knife behind him, with the tip of the knife pointed at his butt, the Meteor Hammer player opened his eyes wide in horror.
In his eyes, the whole world disappeared, leaving only the reflective sword, its smooth blade, and its tip flashing with cold light.
No need to bother, I'll log off now. Goodbye friends.
Right at this moment.
"Get out of the way! Here comes another ass-biting head!"
A gruff voice yelled.
All the players turned around and looked. In the thick gray-black fog, a faceless head that looked almost the same as the one biting the meteor hammer player's butt flew out.
If you have to find a difference between the two heads, it is that the hair on the back head is much thicker.
Although he is still very obviously bald.
Following closely behind, the second, third, fourth... many faceless, bloody heads flew out from the thick gray-black fog.
"Ah!" The players screamed in fear, scattered in all directions, and crashed into the exit of the mining area together, blocked by an invisible barrier and unable to get out.
A white light flashed, and the meteor hammer player quickly went offline.
“Wipe, wipe, wipe, Gan Lin’s mother!!” an angry roar came from the crowd.
The meteor hammer player went offline, but the head on his butt did not go offline with him. It bit empty air and rolled to the ground, being stepped on by the roaring player.
The thing he stepped on was very slippery, and it slid away with a snap, and kept opening its mouth to try to bite his foot...
The player, who was so frightened that he roared, kicked up reflexively, and the head flew off, drawing an arc in the air and returning to the mist.
Dozens of fresh, faceless heads flew toward the crowd.
"Take my stick!"
Players took out their weapons one after another. Swords, spears, swords, hammers and axes were all used in the same way - they hit the flying heads back into the gray fog like hitting a baseball.
But out of the dark grey mist, more and more terrifying heads kept flying out.
The players gradually became exhausted.
"...I always feel...that something is wrong." someone said.
"What's wrong?"
"Well... when I hit these heads back, there was no system prompt sound. This shouldn't be the case..."
“…”
The players were silent for a while, and they all opened the system to check if there were any battle records.
"I don't have any system prompts either."
"There is no relevant record in the prompt column."
Finally, a head was accidentally missed by the players and flew into the crowd.
After causing a commotion, a bearded player held the faceless head in his hands, with the eyes and teeth completely exposed to the air.
It looked like a skeleton, but although the head had no skin, it was covered with bloody flesh.
It struggled hard in the hands of the bearded player, its face facing the bearded player's face, its eyeballs covered with bloodshot, staring at him, its upper and lower teeth kept opening and closing and colliding, making a "crackling" sound.
Tries to take a bite of the bearded player.
Feeling the slippery touch in my hands, the bright red flesh on the head in front of me is still very fresh... Holding it in my hands, it seems to be somewhat warm...
"vomit!"
The bearded player couldn't help but turn his head to the side and make a retching sound.
The struggling head was too slippery to touch, and it moved forward little by little, gradually breaking away from the bearded player's palm and approaching his face.
About to pounce.
"I'm sorry! I can't bear it anymore! I'm a shameful deserter!"
The bearded player roared, turned into a streak of white light, and went offline.
“It turns out that you can still go offline now!”
Seeing the bearded player log off and leave, others were surprised.
Originally, it was impossible to exit the game while in combat.
However, even after finding out that they could log off and leave, no player decided to quit the game immediately.
When playing games, how can you quit just because you can’t defeat the monsters? They can always try again!
Just as he was thinking this, the number of heads flying out of the dark grey fog opposite suddenly increased. They were densely packed together, coming towards them from front to back.
All I could see were eyeballs and bright red flesh that had been peeled off.
Just like the legendary old TV in the 20th century, when there was no signal, the screen was filled with dense snow and noise.
It makes your scalp tingle.
"…Should…should we slip away…"
"This crappy game is getting more and more scary..."
"I've already turned on the game recording function. I'm going to fight to the very end! It's just a level drop. I'll be back in three days. You guys can run away if you want."
"Stop talking!" the pale, frail, short player shouted. "I can't open the system settings, and I can't exit the game at all!"
"What's going on? It really can't be opened?"
"Has the brain of "Chivalrous Jianghu" been smashed?"
Now no one can log off. They can only take out their weapons and wait to be overwhelmed by these densely packed faceless heads before making a few last struggles.
"Speaking of which, there is no system prompt sound when hitting these things. If we are bitten by them, will we really die? Is the damage serious?"
“…”
“…”
There was a sudden strange silence.
Ever since entering this underground mining area, there are bugs everywhere.
I'm not sure whether I will die or not.
Think about the situation where the head can't be pulled off even if you bite it, and then think about the 20% pain...
I just want to die quickly!
Hundreds of heads flew over and smashed into a dozen players.
These heads alone are enough to overwhelm all players, not to mention that they will open their toothless mouths and bite various parts of the players' bodies.
The players immediately let out a series of ghostly howls.
The most suffocating thing is that these disgusting heads bit my body without any system prompts.
No blood loss either.
This shows that they won't die easily.
There were a few strong players who were covered with heads, stepped on heads, and held heads in their hands. They struggled to climb to the top of the dark red pile filled with heads.
It's like purgatory.
My heart was pounding, I felt nauseous, my whole body was in pain and I felt suffocated. My mind was in turmoil and I had already exceeded the settings of the virtual online game. I should have been kicked out of the game long ago.
But still staying in this place.
Some people couldn't stand it anymore and took the weapons they dragged out from the pile of skulls, trying to commit suicide against the game characters.
In "The Legend of Jianghu", suicide is different from being killed. A character who commits suicide is equivalent to deleting and rebuilding himself.
And the pain during suicide increases to 50%.
As the player was waving his knife and hesitating, a cluster of flames quickly rushed out from the exit of the underground mine.
It fell on the bright red heads that piled up into a small hill, submerging the players.
Just like falling into a pool of gasoline, the flames quickly burned and expanded. In the blink of an eye, it turned from a small flame into a huge flame.
It covered the hill of heads and all the players.
The players stared at the flames blankly, without any feeling of being burned by the flames, as if what they saw was just an illusion.
The faces of the heads were extremely distorted and they quickly melted and disappeared in the flames, being swallowed up, making the flames even brighter.
"Ah!!" The shrill and terrifying screams suddenly resounded throughout the underground mining area, piercing people's eardrums. The players felt a splitting headache and wished they could turn off their hearing.
When they came to their senses, there were no heads or flames on their bodies or in front of their eyes. There were only a dozen players holding their heads, covering their ears, and curled up on the ground with painful expressions on their faces.
“Snap, snap.”
The sound of high-fives rang out in the underground mine area. The players turned their heads and saw a handsome guard with sharp eyes and eyebrows like swords, dressed in red and silver armor, looking at them with his head slightly lowered.
He was the one who made the high-five sound.
"Quit the game," he said in a clear voice.
The players couldn't help but do what he said and opened the system settings that had previously been unresponsive. However, when they clicked on the option to exit the game, they hesitated again.
"What's going on?" someone asked.
The players all raised their heads, opened their eyes wide, and looked at the NPC guards in front of them seriously.
The guard, Luo Zheyu who had returned, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment when he heard this.
We can’t tell these players that this underground mining area has turned into a haunted den. The longer they stay in there, the more they will be disturbed and surrounded by ghostly auras.
Players in virtual online games have no bodies, only an unprotected consciousness. They are surrounded and stimulated by these ghostly spirits, and their connection with them gradually deepens. They will no longer be able to exit the game, and their consciousness will be trapped in the virtual online game.
Unless the evil spirit around you is cleared away and eliminated.
These players were able to quit the game at first because their connection with the ghost energy was not yet deep enough.
These heads in front of us are meant to devour the consciousness of the players who have been assimilated by the ghost energy and are unable to leave this place.
And fire is their nemesis.
Not only did it destroy the head, it also cleared away all the ghost energy around the player.
However... these resentful souls developed too quickly. In just half a day, they had become tangible entities in the virtual online game world.
Previously, it was only attached to NPCs and objects composed of data, secretly allowing the player's consciousness to connect with the ghost energy.
I don’t know if the ghosts are developing so rapidly in other parts of the game.
Luo Zheyu raised his eyes, looked at the group of players who were eagerly waiting for him, the NPC, to explain, and said, "There is a problem with the game. If you continue, it may cause irreparable damage to your brain. Please exit the game immediately."
“I hope to inform more players of this news.”
Not to mention the players' anger, surprise, and suspicion, Luo Zheyu watched them arguing endlessly, and from time to time they turned around and denounced and questioned him, probably thinking that he was an insider who came to fix bugs and temporarily manipulate NPCs.
Just refuse to log off.
Luo Zheyu frowned impatiently.
In the underground mining area, the gray-black fog had not yet been cleared but began to stir again.
He drew the long sword from his waist and walked towards the players.
The players who were discussing with each other were completely unaware of the situation until they felt a chill on their backs and turned their heads to see the sharp tip of the knife right in front of them.
"Quit the game?" asked a clear voice, with a much softer tone than before.
The player immediately got up from the ground.
“Back off, back off!”
Today, he no longer wants to endure any more pain.
It turned into a white light and disappeared in the game.
He looked at the remaining players with sharp eyes.
"What are you showing off for? He's just an NPC guard. If we go together, we can definitely defeat him! Brothers, go ahead!" A player shouted excitedly, holding his weapon high.
The players around him just turned around and looked at him silently.
"What? You don't dare? Are you afraid of an NPC?" The player mocked when he saw that no one reacted.
“Sigh… I just argued with such an idiot for so long?” The player next to him shook his head and sighed, turned into white light, and quit the game.
The rest of the players also turned into white light and disappeared.
That player was the only one left on the field.
The player who was about to push the guard was dumbfounded. He looked around and met Luo Zheyu's eyes again.
Luo Zheyu pulled up one corner of his mouth, looked at him with a fake smile, and turned the long sword in his hand.
"You, you, you wait! I've remembered your face! Next time I'll bring my brothers to push you!" the player said in a panic, and before he finished his words, he quickly quit the game.
What an idiot, dare to enter this game.
The gray-black mist kept surging, and after a while, a faceless bright red head finally flew out of it and shot towards Luo Zheyu.
Putting the long sword into the sheath, Luo Zheyu held his right hand in the air, and a huge black sickle, half real and half virtual, wrapped in fiercely burning flames, instantly appeared and was held in his hand.
The flame was more than twice as big as when it first appeared. At first it was only wrapped around the sickle blade, but now it was able to completely wrap around the sickle.
On the hilt of the knife, a brown stuffed bear lay intact in the flames. Its originally pure black eyeballs seemed to have been stained with a layer of dark red due to being smoked by the flames.
Holding the sickle in his hand, he swung it towards the gray-black mist. The sickle, with flames, drew a fiery red arc in front of him.
Half of the flame was thrown out and flew into the black-gray smoke.
A "sizzling" sound like that of oil refining was heard along with screams. In just a moment, the gray-black smoke was swept away by the flames, and the entire mining area became bright again.
The flame grew stronger, circled around the mining area, floated back, and attached itself to the sickle.
…
"Director, we received a large number of complaints and feedback calls this afternoon. They all said that there were huge bugs in the game. Players in various maps have reported..."
The young man called the director put down what he was doing, looked back at him, and asked, "What's the reason? Have you detected it?"
"...We have already conducted a comprehensive inspection. These minor problems are normal and we have not detected any abnormalities..."
"During this period, the feedback calls have not stopped, and new bugs have continued to appear..."
"Even our company's system testing staff encountered a bug, but the data showed that everything was normal."
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