MTL - Welcome to the Nightmare Game-Chapter 64 Killing species (3)

The airship made the sound of the whistle when the ship started. The ship seemed to be like an airship on the old ship at sea. The Qile people sitting in the cabin uncomfortably moved their bodies, waiting for the airship to take off and fly to one. The main body of the dusk town separated by the sea.

The sunset island where the players lived in the eyes of the Qi Le people is strange, because he has not been to the sunset island in the game, but he has taken many tasks in the mainland of the twilight where NPC is concentrated. Today he will go there because task.

A task that is likely to involve the main line of the nightmare world.

Although the task of doing the main line is basically equal to death, but the predecessor task is mainly running errands and NPC familiar with familiar things, there is no danger before going to the holy city, so simply start now and have time to start doing it.

The spacecraft flying in the air made a roar of mechanical operation. Qi Le people held their cheeks and watched the sunset outside the small round window. They were different from the first time they took the spaceship. At this time, he had no curiosity and excitement, but a piece of Empty and faint exhaustion.

He suspected that this was the aftereffect of his last mission. His two missions were bad luck. Dr. Lu expressed his sympathy after listening to the sacrifice of the witch, and repeatedly stressed that the task of the general newcomer is still It's relatively simple, if you count according to the difficulty of the task he encountered, 90% will die in the first task.

The next task is chosen by Dr. Lu - he insists that his luck can crush ten Qile people - they can also choose some easy and difficult tasks to complete during the newcomer's promotion period. Qi Le people do not have this. Dissent, he is already very self-aware of his luck.

From time to time, there are guests walking around in the spaceship. Looking at the young people who are almost the same age as him, should they be players? The boring Qile people tried to look at the group as much as possible, guessing their age, personality, and time to enter the game.

A tall, beautiful woman returned to the cabin from the pantry, holding a cup of boiling water in her hand, and white steam in the transparent glass. She closed the door of the tea room and walked toward the empty seat nearby.

Qi Le people's eyes followed her, the feeling of fullness made people sleepy, and the thinking was dull. He casually picked up the beautiful girl with the goddess as a reference, and then suddenly woke up, suddenly realized that Ning Zhou is a man. Things.

He repeatedly restrained himself from thinking about everything about Ning Zhou. He left his first love in the underground palace forever, and he made a short and beautiful dream, but he still couldn't help thinking about it...

This uncontrollable makes him depressed.

The young woman walked into the empty position and hesitated a little, because on the table and chairs of the eight people, there was a man in a cloak facing away from her. She was instinctively unwilling to approach this kind of cover. Stranger, but the vacancies around have been filled with people, she still sat down.

Qi Le people looked at the cloak from afar. He also disliked this kind of hidden head. This reminded him of the accident on the last spacecraft. The two desperate people threatened the passengers to die together and forced everyone to pay. Ten days of survival.

The woman sat down, took a sip of hot water, placed the glass cup on the table, and the water swayed slightly with the spaceship. She still didn't want to have more contact with this suspicious cloak, so she went inside. Moved, sitting as far as possible on the diagonal of the cloak, giving her a sense of security against the position of the wall, she leaned against the wall and squinted, waiting for the spacecraft to land.

The traveller in a cloak put his hands on the table and neatly overlapped. His hands were very thin, and there were black totems on the back of the hand near the wrist. Under the magnificent sunset, the totem was like climbing out of the sleeves. The same, groaning, twisting.

Qi Le people are not sure if they are blind. Just a few travellers walked by him and wanted to sit down on the table and chairs next to them, blocking his sight.

The crisp sound was the sound of broken glass, and the heart of Qi Le people trembled.

[Raining clothes] The current number of remaining sensors is 2/3.

Qi Le people stood up suddenly.

A loud bang, the cabin quietly quieted down, everyone looked at the place where the sound came from - the cloak portrait that the Qi Le people had noticed was standing like a scarecrow, countless black thorns The vines were drilled out of the cloak, and the sword generally nailed the young woman to the wall.

At the moment before her death, she should be extremely shocked. The glass placed in front of her was broken and broken by the thorns. Even when she was too struggling, she was pierced by the black thorns and even the limbs.

There was a stunned cabin in the cabin, and the frightened crowd stalked the murderer's side. The murderer did not seem to be conscious of killing. He did not move, but stood still in front of the seat, then slowly and slowly. Turned over, the face covered by the cloak shrouded in the shadow, unable to see his expression.

The Qi Le, who was accelerating his heart, noticed his hand. On the thin hands, the totem had already covered the fingers.

What it is?

The bunch of hard thorns and vines were retracted into the murder's cloak like a spring. The crucified body lost its support and slid softly, making a dull sound.

The sound of this sound fell to the prelude of the feast of death. The next moment, the calm cabin was turned into a **** Shura field, and the shouting sound image was mixed with the instruments that were played indiscriminately, playing a dead death. symphony. There was a big chaos in the cabin, and a few thorny vines were drilled under the cloak of the perpetrators, attacking the innocent travellers with impunity, and there was a **** splash.

I don't know who shouted: "It's the kind of killing, the kind of killing on his body is awakened!"

The thorns of the thorns were also smashed by the thorns, and the hood on his head had quietly fallen, revealing a thin face. Like his hands, the horrible black vines were covered. His entire face, from the forehead to the chin, is everywhere, dense.

A few uncommon travellers wrestled with him, and more people hid in the corner. In a chaotic scene, Qi Le people were at a loss. Several escaped passers-by ran past him and shoved him in a panic. One, Qi Le people slammed into the table and fell down in a distorted posture.

There was a loud noise on the table, then a scream. The man who had just pushed him was stabbed to the wall by a few black thorns. The fallen Qi Leren reluctantly climbed out from the other direction. When I looked up, I saw a few thorns, and nailed a traveler who had just fought with the perpetrators to the ground, less than half a meter away from him.

The traveler has not yet died. He struggled while twitching, his mouth oozing out of blood, more and more, the strength of struggle was getting smaller and smaller, and he finally lost his anger.

he died.

The chaos of the cabin continued, and the Qiele people were afraid to stand up. He cautiously crawled under the tables and chairs, and there were screams and escaping sounds from the top of the head. How long can such hiding be held by a pair of legs that flee around and the bodies that fall to the ground? If no one can stop the murder, then it will be his turn sooner or later, and blindly avoiding the problem, the reality has given him too many lessons.

The sound of the explosion rang, and the Qi Le people saw someone throwing something similar to the miniature bomb on his hand, but they were thrown out by the thorns of the perpetrators. The bang burst and the power was far less than the miniature in his hand. The bomb, on the other hand, killed several innocent players.

Throwing a bomb can't hurt him at all, it must be closer, closer!

Another scream that was close at hand, Qi Le people finally made up their minds.

Come on, fight!

Qi Le people clasped the last miniature bomb in the hand, rolled out from the table and rolled out, and the archive was finished!

A thorn swept over his face and smashed it on the ground of the cabin. Qi Le people propped up his body and avoided another thorn that came to him. He dared not throw the last miniature bomb at will, rather Putting on the pain of the last death must also ensure that one hit will kill.

Close, very close!

The few passengers closest to the cloak have fallen into a difficult support. The milky enchantment shrouded in them is getting dim with the thorns, and the cloak is crazy, waving his arms, countless The thorns were drilled from his clothes and spread like a black wave.

Less than five meters from the cloak!

Qi Le’s hands were on his support in Table Mountain, and the sky was over the table in front of him. Two sweeping thorns slammed into his hand, and there was a sharp pain in his wrist.

Qi Le people, regardless of the danger, let themselves fall to the ground, picking up the miniature bombs and continue to move forward. Several people who were encircled by the enchanted look at him in a sly look, like watching a madman. Qi Le people rushed to the front of the cloak, regardless of the hood, he finally noticed this daring man, the face of the human-like face showed a strange smile.

More, more thorns came to him.

come on!

Qi Le people took the bomb and showed him a smile.

There was a loud bang and the bomb exploded.

In the smoke and screams, Qi Le people returned from reading at the table. He wiped the eyes moistened with smoke and dust. A gust of wind rushed from outside the cabin, and Qi Le people stared.

The explosion was close to the edge of the cabin, and the wall was blown out of a large hole two or three meters wide. The wind from the sea was poured into the cabin and the smoke was blown away.

A black thorn crawled through the explosion like a spider web, and the murderer was wrapped in it.

The horrible, disgusting thorns slowly squirmed, like countless black worms, slowly spreading out, revealing the **** bodies of the perpetrators.

He slowly raised his head, and the eyeball that lost his eyelids hung in his eyelids, making his strange face more scary.

The eyeball turned a bit and was fixed in the place where the Qi Le people were.

He smiled slyly.