Chapter 260

Killer Sequence Guild, Lounge.

The judge against the gods was paralyzed on the sofa and drank water crazily. The one next to him was in a shape about to be dried in the sun. At his feet was a pile of drained mineral water, stamina recovery potions, and spirits. Restorative bottle.

"The desert dungeon is really hot." Sitting on the far left, his cheeks were flushed from roasting, and he held a bottle on his chest with blank eyes and said to himself, "The game pool They even banned the shop in such a foolish way that they couldn't even buy water, and I thought I was going to die of thirst in this dungeon."

"We were careless." The judge against the god rubbed his brows, "I didn't expect to be trapped, and the cooperation is not enough. The main reason is that I didn't bring enough things."

At this moment, he suddenly sat up in a daze, looked around, and wondered: "What's the matter, why hasn't the spade come out yet? Usually, when we come out of the game, I'll be here in the lounge. What about today?"

"I bought a lot of strong acid fuel, and entered the Ice Age instance." The judge against the god said, ‌ with a smile, "Trying the [true end] line."

This time, I understood immediately, and went limp again, raised my head and sighed inexplicably: "How many times have you done this, and you still haven't given up?"

The judge against the gods shook his head, as if he thought it was funny: "No, it's been quite a few times anyway, every time I enter the game pool and see the poster of the Ice Age, Spade will glance twice more, feeling that whoever is A dazed mind didn't hold back, probably Spade jumped in and left us and ran away."

"I've already played the [normal end] line of Ice Age." This is puzzling, "Isn't Spade not giving eyes anymore because of the games he won?"

"What's so attractive about the [true end] line of this game? Isn't it just a task of collecting corpses? Why do I have to play out where I go every day?"

Nishen raised his head and downed a bottle of mineral water again, heaved a long sigh of relief as if he had been nourished: "I remember that in the Ice Age, the task of collecting body parts of spades was only missing one piece every time, and I remember that the one that was missing seemed to be the piece of the heart. , I searched a lot but couldn’t find it.”

"Anyway, you can't find the quality of spades. If you can't find them, you'll keep looking for them. Go for it. It's time to train your mind."

Biting the mouth of the bottle with a complicated expression, he said vaguely, "Spades still need to be tempered, so don't you want me to make it in the furnace?"

The judge against the gods held the bottle body, and his expression became quiet.

Then there was silence.

This sentence is a bit over the line - Nishen is the tactician who controls the overall situation, and it is not the turn of a team member to question the decision.

Maybe it’s because he’s been here for too short a time, his temper isn’t very sharp, and he’s far less extreme than his tactician’s personality and behavior, and he blends with the team so well that it often makes these players forget The identity of this tactician.

But a tactician is a tactician after all, and the players are not allowed to be so offensive.

Then he opened his mouth slowly: "Sorry."

"It's okay." Nishen waved his hand indifferently, smiled leniently, and skipped the unpleasant topic, "You have been working with Spades for a year, can you tell me something to impress you What is the deepest game?"

This kind of routine conversation is not the first time. After Spade failed to successfully integrate into the team, Nishen would talk to other teammates from time to time, talk heart-to-heart, and ask them what to do. Look at spades.

This one held the bottle in his hand like Winnie the Pooh and fell into deep thought: "In fact, every game is quite impressive, but if I want to say the deepest thing, it is the game against the Russell Cemetery team."

Nishen recalled for a moment, and quickly answered: "Ah, that match, it was a terrible fight."

This time he nodded with lingering fear: "It's not just miserable, it was the scariest match last year, and I'm going to be wiped out in the end."

The game of Killer Sequence in Russell Cemetery was 16 to 8.

At that time, the strength of Spades had already been highlighted, and everyone was inquiring about this new player whose background was unknown. However, the least obtrusive one among these inquiring guilds was Russell Cemetery—this guild tried its best. Everything is done to dig out the secrets of Spade and try to find out his weaknesses.

Russell Cemetery was the 12th ranked guild last year, but this team is different from other famous teams. It has no star players and is not strong. Every year, the team members will change their blood. It's a new face of stage fright, and there seems to be nothing that I can remember.

Of course, this cannot be said completely. The only characteristic of the Russell Cemetery team that impresses me is that they like to abstain in singles and doubles matches very much. Cheng Xiao【Shuangxiang Pao Team】, Yi Xiaoqi didn't do anything after playing, and surrendered twice to blow up the field.

But this team's team game style is surprisingly stable, and it can always be a blockbuster in certain battles, winning with one blow, and even defeating the star team.

Last year's killer sequence almost collapsed in front of Russell Cemetery.

In that game, Spade almost died—Russell Cemetery, based on Spade's combat style, Xiaofeng searched for a certain player with skills that could limit him, and let this player play in the killer sequence. Temporarily served as a tactician during the game.

——This is a rather cruel skill to use.

As soon as the game started, the Russell team quickly broke out. They grabbed one of their players and forcibly killed the sacrifice.

Through this sacrifice, Russell's tactician forcibly activated the skill, turning the land under Spade's feet into a big quagmire—this is ‌'s skill.

‌This quagmire can nullify all the attacks of a player, and can also slowly kill the player by devouring it. It can be said to be a skill that has been tried and tested. The only disadvantage is that it is too expensive to use—— Sacrifice yourself and a teammate to activate the skill.

The stronger the ability of the player being devoured, the slower the Mire will be devoured.

The negative buff that Spades can't attack against the quagmire lasted for seven days in the game, and their identity changed from [attack] to [shield]. A game hits the map.

But finally the time has come for the Mire to swallow all the spades.

Half of Spade's face fell into the quagmire, his teammates tried everything to get it out, knelt beside the dangerous quagmire and desperately dug spades with bare hands, resisting while digging. ‌A sneak attacker.

At that time, the ferocious expressions on the faces of everyone in the Killer Sequence team were unforgettable for the audience at that time.

Ferocity, rage, fear, and fear are intertwined, filled with a strong emotion that can't be put into words, turbid tears criss-cross their twisted faces, and a hoarse and crazy roar erupts from their Adam's apple—that It is a pure fear of impending [death].

Each of us knows very well that if Spade dies here, they will definitely lose this game.

‌Spades didn't have such fear, but just looked at these things calmly, and the mire swallowed him bit by bit, and said: "You can run away."

But still no one ran away, some howled heart-piercingly, and went shopping like mad.

Spades still won that game.

The collective explosion of the teammates in fear resisted Russell's attacking pawn line. After one of the explosions broke out, the arms of the tactician in front were cut off, and he was disarmed. After using the staff, The quagmire skill that traps spades is removed.

Spades who can attack are invincible, so victory comes as a matter of course.

In that game, when Spade crawled out of the bottomless swamp with a whip in his hand, the whole court was boiling, and everyone stood up, spade, as if he had never The demons crawling out of the abyss screamed and cheered.

‌It was covered with mud from top to bottom. The seven-day tug-of-war made Spade's body covered with all kinds of dirt and horrible wounds. Several broken bones were exposed outside the skin, standing sharply. , The muddy water mixed with blood clots hung on the bones and solidified.

Even with such an embarrassing posture, there is no doubt that the final victory will belong to this embarrassing guy.

Ten minutes later, Spades stood in front of the defeated and kneeling team, with a normal look on his face, holding a blood-stained whip in his hand, the core tool of the game symbolizing victory was taken by him. In the right hand, spots of mud drip from the jaw and knuckles.

The team at Russell Cemetery trembled, the rookies begging for mercy incoherently and crying for the first time.

Spade, who is also a rookie, looked at them without saying a word. The distance between the winner and the loser was the gap between life and death.

This is a game of life and death. They tried their best to plot against Spades, and Spades could completely vent their anger and kill them.

The excited voices in the auditorium joined together, and some screamed at the top of their voices: "Kill them all!"

"—Kill them all!"

The members of the Russell Cemetery team closed their eyes in despair. They underestimated the victory and paid the price of other lives, but in the end they underestimated the failure and paid for their own lives.

Some people think that they are bound to die when they are young, and everyone thinks that they are bound to die when they are young.

Finally Spades asked us a question.

Spade's eyes were covered by the mud-covered forehead hair, and he said: "You impose death on your teammates, and our teammates try their best to prevent my death. They are all afraid of death."

"But when you entrust your life to someone else." Spade looked down at the group of people, his eyes hidden under the hair showed no emotion, "I don't see that your fate of death is also tied together Yet?"

The group looked up at Spades speechlessly.

Spades waited quietly for the answer.

So the tactician whose arms had been cut off raised his head awkwardly and replied: "...it's not like that, we can all survive if one dies, this is our tactic, and it's effective Yes, it was spades at the beginning, didn't you fall into it?"

"This way, we can protect more team members! One death can save so many people!" He chattered and explained excitedly with tears in his eyes. Otherwise, it's better to convince myself.

After she finished speaking, Spade nodded calmly as if she had received an answer: "I'm lost, you can't see your own destiny."

"I will not kill you, you have your destiny, your death does not belong here, it cannot be bestowed by me." Spade continued without a wave, "You will die in your own mud. "

The tactician looked at Spades who turned away in astonishment, with tears still in his eyes.

Spades didn't kill them in the end.

But not long after, when the Russell Cemetery team was preparing to sacrifice their teammates again in the next league game, they were preemptively killed by the enemy team.

The tactician drowned in his Mire ability about to be activated.

Now, after recalling the previous game, I couldn't help sighing: "From that time on, I couldn't figure out what was going on in Spade's mind. If I had to be angry, I would have killed those guys."

"But I think it's a small matter." Looking at the judge against the gods, he said from the bottom of his heart, "Spades finally realized the importance of the team, so this year they will dig you here."

The judge of the anti-god was contemplating, and suddenly said: "Actually, I asked Little Spade why he chose me to be your tactician."

Then he asked curiously: "How do you answer?"

The judge against the gods smiled: "I said, I saw that your fate is to be a tactician for me, and then die on the field."

This time I sprayed water: "Did you say that directly in front of you?! This is too..."

Threatening death like this in front of a prophet... really deserves to be you, Spades!

"Correct me, my skill is not prophecy, it's called [Listen to God's Words]." The judge against God shrugged, "Sometimes I can hardly tell whether it's a prophet or I am a prophet, this guy His intuition is accurate and shocking, which is better than prophecy."

"For example, the copy of [Ice Age], in fact, we have all been there, and the derivative of the unidentified creature x that will turn into a new one is actually quite troublesome, even for me, it is difficult to distinguish who is the real one , who is the monster, even if we are not low in ability, it is difficult to move an inch in this dungeon - we can't find the target to attack."

The judge against the gods looked at the team members sitting next to him: "But do you still remember when Spade was with us, how did you clear this dungeon?"

The team member muttered to himself: "As soon as I enter, I will kill all the clones except us..."

The judge against the gods nodded: "Yes, as soon as Spade went in, he quickly found Edmund hidden in Xiaoxiao's body, and after killing him, he stopped and used the particle device Conspiracy to affect the global climate, you can achieve the main task of global warming, and then pass the level.”

"This is the [normal end] of this game." The judge against the gods spread his hands, "From the time we entered the game to the time we found Spades next to a lot of clone corpses, it took less than thirty minutes to finish the game." Cleared."

"Don't you think it's very curious? Why can this guy so easily distinguish who is the monster and who is the monster? In this game, the monster is imitated, but when we do it, we will doubt that we are the monster." It's so fake."

This time, he stroked his chin and pondered, wondering: "Oh, how do you identify the spades?"

"I asked you." The judge against the gods showed a little helplessness on his face, "Why did you hate me?"

Then he asked, "Why did you do it to me?"

The judge against the gods sighed deeply: "Intuition——I recognized it purely by intuition."

"Although I don't want to admit that my intuition is so powerful, Spades never lie to me." The judge against the gods sighed, "but this is even more troublesome. Spades need to be integrated into the team. You just have to trust my tactics, not my instincts."

"But if my intuition has such a high accuracy rate, I can't do it at all. I don't have the confidence to persuade Spades to give up their intuition and let me obey my tactical arrangements."

Hearing this, he frowned: "Is there any way, let us go with Spade's intuition?"

"I did." The judge against God took a deep breath, "But it's useless, Spade has no way to accurately express his intuition to us, and his intuition is usually a momentary feeling. Go catch it, and when we react, he has already run to a place 800 miles away from us."

This seems to recall the miserable life of chasing spades in the game, lying on the table with nothing to love, his tone became miserable: "———leave us where we are Search and search."

"It's mainly a communication problem. Spades and us started to lose focus after a few words. I can't even beat the gongs and drums to attract my attention." hands, eyes straightened, "——can you come here to enlighten Spade, let me learn how to communicate with me..."

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In the game, next to the Ross Ice Shelf.

After packing up his things, Spade tied the bow to the sled, tied the safety rope around his waist and dragged along, lowered his head and took it out from the map he put in the lining of his jacket, and looked at it with his eyes. On a map that was crumpled by the wind, confirm the next place to go.

After going to the buoy point in Ross Sea, Spades went to dozens of points. Now the places on the map have been cleaned up in sevens and eights, leaving only a few places.

In the end, his eyes glanced around the map and landed on the inland South Pole, and then he exhaled slowly.

Edmond Observatory.

‌I remember that this seems to be the place where the player named ‌Liu logged in together.

After confirming the target, Spade pulled out the whip attached to his waist, adjusted the fixed skis on his feet, then leaned forward, knees slightly bent, and stared through the never-ending blizzard, locking on to a certain person. ‌Towards, and then simply swung his arms left and right to pat the snow surface.

The whip swung and hit the ground, raising a thick layer of snow all over him. Spades used the whip as a snowball fight, using the huge reaction force of the whip to the ground to slide quickly on the snow surface, It almost became an orange-red lightning on the vast ground.

If the judge against the gods is here, he will scream with spades again. Don't use such an expensive whip as a sled dog, use the force of the whip to pull the sled!

But ‌ is not there.

So Spade wore black goggles, bowed his waist and waved his whip left and right, gliding smoothly, and soon disappeared in the blowing snowstorm.

Taishan Station.

They only stayed at Taishan Station for a while, then took advantage of the unpreparedness and got out from inside, snatched a helicopter parked outside, and drove directly after they found it at Taishan Station. He flew away with the helicopter.

The wind roared outside the helicopter. Flying a plane in such a weather where the visibility did not exceed 30 meters was like dancing on a pole on the scythe of death. The plane may crash and die at any time.

But Tang Er, who was a junior driver, could not disobey Liu's order. Our tactician's eyes are bright now, and he looks excited that he will soon pick up 100 million, and even his breathing is slightly short of breath. Yes, the slender fingers grasping the back of the driver's seat tightened.

"Where are you going?!" Tang Erda roared and asked.

‌Liu ‌Answered: "Edmond Observation Station."