MTL - First Player-Chapter 761 seven hundred and sixty

  The time is approaching the middle of the night, and the dark clouds are rolling in the night sky, as if an unknown destiny is brewing.

  The street lamps of the city-state are lit in sequence due to program control. People hiding in the house can see what's going on outside even if the lights are turned off.

   They saw the black clouds rolling in—there was actually a pair of blood-red eyes fixed in the sky, and the blood-red pupils were covered with complex magical patterns, which seemed to look down at them coldly.

   Even though it hasn't moved for a while, like a sticker in the dark night, this picture has already made the residents who have become frightened birds panic.

   "What is that? Could it be Tavi's eyes?"

   "Tavi is finally going to intervene in our world? What about our defensive barriers? What about firewalls?"

   "What the **** is going on with this infighting! Why is there a fight in the city-state all of a sudden? What about Lord City Lord? Why did someone say there is a fake City Lord?"

   "Mom...Are we dying?"

  There were people moving between the houses, people looked at the sky in fear, and listened to the harsh explosions everywhere. In the midst of war, people's lives cannot be decided by themselves.

  Under the bell tower, a team of people are discussing strategies.

  Since all signals were forcibly cut off by the gods, the soldier's contactor was reduced to scrap metal. The dungeon is already inferior to the gods in military strength, and the situation is extremely tense now.

   "...Is Su Ming'an still awake?" Player Locke wiped his glasses that were covered with rain. His eyes looked at a tall building in the rain curtain, which looked like a fallen black dragon between the rainstorms.

"Hey Hey hey!"

   Measurer Krish tapped the communicator with his fingers and heard a noise like scratching a blackboard inside. He couldn't help the tyranny in his heart, and suddenly threw the communicator to the ground, breaking it into pieces.

   He spread his hands and said irritably: "What's the matter with Su Ming'an! We contacted Noel and there was no sound. How could these top players start to be riddlers! At least let us know what to do next!"

   He circled in place and said angrily: "Now my whole body is soaking wet, and the signal is cut off again! I have never been so aggrieved before!"

Beside   , Tai Chi master Wu Yu shook his head lightly, with an immortal attitude: "It can't be said, it can't be said."

"After all, Noel and the others don't know if there are any traitors among us. The communication has been interrupted, and the city is too big. It takes several days to run." Locke said calmly, "Wait and see, maybe there will be something. action."

  He looked up and looked above the clock tower.

  This city full of holes has undergone seventy years of changes. The surface of the bell tower is full of cannon pits, like a black fire stick.

   And a group of people in blood-colored cloaks are standing above the clock tower. In wartime, the blood cloak also has a meaning, that is, a commander-level character.

   On the bell tower, a middle-aged woman with a goshawk standing on her shoulders and sharp eyes put down the telescope in her hand, and her blood-colored cloak fluttered slightly.

"It's raining so hard... I can't even see the blood on the ground, and even the mountains in the distance are hidden..." Beside her, a white-haired old man's eyes flickered, and the metal crutch in his hand was glowing with a layer of sharpness. 's brilliance.

   "How's the escape plan going? Fortunately, we moved some resources to a safe border town ahead of time, and it's still too late to take some people out." The middle-aged woman said.

   "Anita, do you want to escape?" The old man frowned. He was the city lord of Hope City, Yalin, who had been fighting with Su Mingan and was one of Doom City's allies.

Anita clenched the telescope tightly and snorted: "I'm only in charge of my mercenary team, and I want to keep them alive. There's obviously something wrong with this situation. I don't believe that the omniscient **** interrupts all signals just to see We should be headless flies, it will be too late if we don't run."

   Yalin frowned slightly and was about to persuade, but someone beside him waved his hand.

   "Then let's go." Xile of Antofa City said, "Anita, you have the freedom to choose to live."

   His words were full of pessimism, the situation had taken a turn for the worse, and even he felt confused.

  "I don't advise you to come with me, thank you for respecting my decision." Anita bowed her hands to them and said her final goodbyes. She took a step, jumped down from the edge of the clock tower, and left with her Ying team.

   In the torrential rain, her figure was quickly blurred. It was difficult to see the dark streets below from the sky.

  The people on the clock tower watched her leaving, Yalin bit his lip.

   "Are we really not going..." Someone whispered.

"Everyone is ready to die in battle." A man in black robe said, "Even if they escape, they are still lingering. Barker, Gena, Benny, Ying Fei, Mollet... They are all persevering, even if We can't give up if we can't get in touch with other militaries."

   “Humanity has struggled to this day, not to make our grandchildren into slaves.” Heila said.

   "May he lead us to victory..."

  Between the rainstorm, only the bells of the vicissitudes of life are echoing in the bell tower.

  …

  Su Ming'an felt a bone-chilling cold.

   Although there was no mirror, he seemed to see his gray eyes, which reflected in his senses, and he saw the cosmic void. The messy patches of color flew in front of his eyes, and his whole body was as dry and cold as if it had been roasted.

  Even if you don’t look, you can still experience the deep suffering, and even if you don’t listen, someone will always pour the voice into your ears. Those sharp and spicy emotions passed by his eyes again and again. The limbs were numb, and the blood all over the body pooled to the top of the head.

   The vision has long been blurred, and I can't see anything. There is only screaming in my ears, which is the wailing and screaming of countless people.

   They pierced him like icy long needles.

   He was assigned a role, and although he didn’t have to act that role, the system’s tasks required him to conform to the character’s actions, and the words of those around him would affect his positioning—all of which would subtly affect him.

   He has always been a person who can hypnotize himself very well, and can understand the concept of the person he possesses. At the same time, he will try his best to become exactly the same as the character during the performance.

   He will always have the strongest "sense of substitution".

   He's never been so… thirsty for rest. The emotions in the chest seemed to be out of control, and only the pain that could not be concealed was left. Can't tell the boundary between reality and fantasy, there is no sense of reality.

   is like sinking into icy sea water.

   Countless aquatic plants dragged him down and drowned.

  “…”

   "...Su Mingan, Su Mingan!"

  “——Su Mingan!!”

  During the night, a dense crowd of people gathered outside the church.

   They surrounded the baroque church, shouting the name like a slogan.

  I don't know who spread the news that "Su Ming'an is in the church", and it was out of control. Within this hour and forty minutes, people gathered like crazy. There were players watching the fun, soldiers who were concerned about the city owner, and noncommissioned officers who lost contact and wanted to find the commander. They surrounded the church.

   But more - an endless army of machines.

The spontaneous gathering of    players pointed the way for the mechanical army. The tsunami of mechanical soldiers rushed towards the island, trying to raze the church to the ground.

   "Su Ming'an!"

   "Su Ming'an! Are you inside?"

   "Su Ming'an! You have the ability to steal people, and you have the ability to open the door!"

   "Su Ming'an! Your tactics are very modern, but your ideas are quite old. Who are you!"

   Even, some people watch the fun and start playing tricks.

  “—It’s so noisy!!”

   Inside the church, Yamada Machiichi, Violet, and Che gathered inside. Yamada Machi heard the noise outside the church and couldn't help complaining.

  The dome sheds a warm yellow brilliance, and the Baroque-style floor tiles shine slightly. Even in the storm, the church is still like a stable and stable golden island. But the crowd gathered outside was too chaotic, and waves of voices poured in.

  There were so many people outside the church that Yamada-cho and others dared not open the door, so they could only rely on Noel's silk thread barrier to isolate the inside and outside of the church.

  “Om—!!”

  A cannonball fell from the sky, trying to destroy the church. This was the attack of the mechanical army.

   But soon, the shells were intercepted by players outside the church. The multicolored radiance in their hands gathered together to form an airtight

  Defensive Line - Players guard this church and do not retreat.

   "Protect Su Ming'an! These mechanical monsters don't want to hurt our first player!" Some players shouted.

   "Ahahaha, I'm going to be on TV!!!"

   "Your dungeon has just started, and you still want to hand over Su Ming'an, but now you are suddenly united."

  "It was just the beginning! Now everyone is in the same camp! The points are the same! Hand him over and we're done!"

   "Commander, don't stop!!"

   Loud voices floated outside the church.

   But this is also the reason why Yamada-cho and others did not drive these players away—these players are indeed protecting Su Mingan.

  The power of an individual is limited, but when dozens or hundreds of players with combat power gather. Covering various fields such as melee, meat shield, healing, aura, and long-range attackers, you can form a powerful sharp army. The power of the fourth natural disaster has begun to show, even a large mechanical army cannot capture this place for a while.

   At this moment, in the church, a burst of light flickered.

   Before Yamada-cho became vigilant, a figure appeared in the light. His hair was slightly messy, his eyes were reddish, his body was covered in blood, and even his black gloves were cut with several knife marks.

  ——This is the first time that Yamada Machichi saw Su Rin so embarrassed.

   "...cough."

  Su Rin fell to the ground, and the light dissipated. He wiped the blood from his mouth, took off the broken gloves on his hands, and glanced inside the church.

   "Where's Su Ming'an?" Su Rin looked at Yamada Choichi, golden eyes flashing with a blood-red edge.

   "Inside." Yamada-cho pointed to the back room, "Su Rin, where have you been playing for the past few hours? The situation is not good now."

  Su Rin didn't answer and walked straight to the back room.

   He pushed open the door, and what caught his eye was a buzzing emotional resonance machine. The hideous hose was linked to Su Ming'an's slightly drooping head, as if it was gnawing at his soul.

  Su Ming'an was leaning on the chair, his black hair was hanging on the side of his face like withered grass, his face had completely turned gray, his lips were chapped and purple, and his state was almost no different from that of a dead person.

  Xi held Su Ming'an's hand tightly, her legs were already numb, but she never moved half a step.

Next to    is Noel standing, seemingly thinking.

   "How long has the resonance been?" Su Rin glanced at the interior scene.

  Xi glanced at Su Rin and whispered:

   "One hour and forty minutes."

  Su Rin said, "Then I probably won't wake up."

  Noel suddenly raised his head, "Don't say such things."

  Su Rin heard the words and said coldly, "I'm not here, won't you cut off the resonance? If I don't come now, will you keep the resonance going?"

  Noel also said coldly, "It's none of your business, it's his decision."

  Su Rin said, "But it's my fault."

   Nuoer was about to quarrel with Su Rin, but Su Rin suddenly gave in.

  Su Rin put his hand on the machine and said lightly: "I still haven't found the god's backhand in this hour and forty minutes. I have a problem in this regard."

   "So if he stays awake, I'll take responsibility."

   "He used to like to run around alone, so I took him everywhere."

   "He likes white hair, so I will bring all the white hairs in the world of the Lord God to him."

   "Probably so, maybe he'll wake up.

  Noel was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what cooperation agreement Su Mingan and Su Rin had reached. He only said, "In addition to Praia, you can finally have more things in your eyes? You finally realize that he is also a person?"

   "No conflict." Su Rin said, "If he doesn't wake up, I can't go back."

   Hearing this, Noel's face became worse.

   Seeing that the atmosphere in the room became more and more tense, Xi suddenly exclaimed.

   "Little handsome..." she whispered.

   On the seat, Su Mingan's fingers moved slightly.

   Everyone was silent for a moment. At this time, Su Mingan slowly opened his eyes.

   The color of his pupils seemed to be getting darker and darker, as if it was covered with a light haze, losing its original brilliance, and even his expression was stiff. hold on at night

   When he stood up, he even stumbled, almost forgetting how to stand.

   "Su Ming'an." Noel called his name.

   "Su Ming'an! Awake?" Yamada Machi and the others heard the sound, and immediately rushed over and grabbed the door: "Big brother, you are finally awake!"

   "Su Ming'an?" Su Rin stared into his eyes.

   And Su Mingan raised his eyelids slightly, his eyes were a little blank, and he glanced at the gray and white wall.

   In these eyes, Su Rin seemed to see countless rivers in the world.

   "Su Ming'an!"

   "Su Ming'an!"

  The room was silent, and Su Mingan did not respond to the call, as if deaf to the name.

  Yamadacho and the others were still calling out "Su Ming'an", but Su Rin suddenly opened his mouth and called out in a tentative tone:

  "Asa Aktor?"

   At this time,

  Su Mingan finally had a reaction.

   He slowly raised his head and glanced at Su Rin.

   Then, he made a soft "Huh?"