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The giant raised its palm high, as if preparing to slap the tide of evil spirits again.
In the first three strikes, he had already killed nearly a hundred evil spirits, and Su Changxing had no choice but to disperse the evil spirits so as not to get together and suffer more damage.
Zhou An also noticed that the attack just now was effective, and immediately threw another throwing knife at the "priest".
The "priest" looked in Zhou An's direction, and with one hand, he caught the throwing knife that was shot at him, looking precise and relaxed, and laughed:
"It's just a child's trick."
"Boom~"
Before he finished speaking, a gunshot rang out, his expression froze on his face, and half of his head exploded directly under the impact of the bullet.
The giant's movements stopped in the air again, and the fine runes on its body kept flickering.
Su Changxing stood on a high place with a pistol in hand, aimed at the pastor's head and pulled the trigger again.
He thought that the opponent would be very strong, but in fact it didn't seem to be the case. He couldn't dodge Zhou An's throwing knife, nor could he dodge his bullets.
The big-headed ghost exclaimed: "God envoy... are you alright?"
While speaking, the head of "Priest" exploded again, and the whole thing disappeared.
Such a sudden change made everyone present unable to react, even those new humans were stunned, their divine envoys were knocked out just like that?
"Gunsmith?"
The body of the "priest" did not fall down, but was still standing upright. The place where the neck was cut was glowing with dazzling golden light, which was exactly the same as when Anshanqiao died before.
It doesn't seem to be dead.
"Boy, you are courting death!"
The sound of current pulses echoed in Su Changxing's ears with noise. It was exactly the same as the sound at that time, and it seemed to be a person.
What kind of existence is this?
The headless body taps something in the air with its fingers, like typing on a keyboard?
Su Changxing felt that the other party was just typing on the keyboard. This kind of impression was very funny, but it couldn't be funny in such an environment.
The golden light continued to spread and gather at the broken neck, forming a head. It was a handsome long-haired man with deep eyes.
very beautiful.
very perfect.
no blemishes.
This was Su Changxing's first feeling.
The wind under the night sky gradually intensified with the "white snow" in the sky. Su Changxing suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the other party against the dim light, and ran forward without hesitation.
"True knowledge" jumped out two key words in the slow beating.
[A high-level order player is controlling remotely... Extremely dangerous...]
player?
game?
Su Changxing suddenly remembered that they seemed to exist in the doomsday game.
Since there are games, there are players. Could it be that the other party is the real player, and they are all just a group of nameless npcs in the game?
No, no.
This place isn't overshadowed by the doomsday game at all...
The so-called Doomsday Game is likely to be just an offshoot, where it's crowded out by something else.
Simply put, this place does not belong to it.
Might be really wrong!
An astonishing idea appeared in Su Changxing's mind, perhaps this was not the place they should have come to.
They should stay in the city obediently waiting for the end of the game, and the dead are just a sort of screening.
This is not the coverage area of the doomsday game, it is not that the doomsday game cannot cover here, but the range designated for them is only in the city.
In a more general understanding, this should be a copy of other higher-level games or something, and has nothing to do with them.
Gu Qiao
They are the accidental intruders.
Perhaps the player on the opposite side is also aware of this, and seems to be very polite to them from the beginning to the end.
There may be some mechanism of punishment where they must not interfere with other games.
In this case, everything becomes logical, no wonder the opponent has been trying to force them back.
They should belong to low-level players, so naturally there is no such restriction, just because they are too weak.
"Boom~"
A bullet shot out in an arc and went straight to the current head of the "priest".
An arc of golden light appeared in front of him, easily deflecting the bullet.
[Holy Light Asylum: Absolute Defense.
Note: You cannot break through until a certain power level is reached. 】
"Haha, bugs are bugs, it's like tickling me."
The giant roared and shouted, and the sound echoed throughout the ruins.
Really bad character...
Su Changxing knew that he was destined to be unable to communicate normally with the other party, because the two sides were not on the same level at all.
Could it be that a normal human would patiently communicate with a monkey?
Obviously not.
"Priest"'s fingers were still tapping constantly, and the feeling of oppression was getting stronger and stronger.
The giant's palm slapped Su Changxing with a strong wind pressure. The shadow covered his figure and hit the ground with wind and sand.
Su Changxing's body bounced off like a baseball, and he also turned into a semi-ghostly state, immune to half of the physical damage, and took the blow forcefully.
This is the ability stolen from Xu Wenfeng.
At the same time, another card shattered in his hand, with Huang Biao's portrait on it.
Three three six.
[Stolen Wind of Recovery: Restore 60% of the lost vitality in a short period of time. 】
With the blessing of double healing, his injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the moment he landed, he bounced off the ground ~www.novelhall.com~ and continued to run towards the "priest".
"Huh~"
The "priest" looked at Su Changxing with vacant eyes, and finally realized something was wrong.
The abilities that this worm can use are too complicated, he is just an eighth-rank Extraordinary.
Why is that?
Even in the Extraordinary World, any food will obey the internal rules, and any irrationality is extremely conspicuous and needs to be paid attention to.
"For an eighth-level Extraordinary, even if the number of promotions is maxed out, it is impossible."
He showed a hint of playfulness, looked at Su Changxing, and shouted:
"Well, you must have some secret, tell me, I can meet your request. You must have come here for something."
This is just a tentative inquiry, but it is enough to captivate the soul.
Only when people are in a desperate situation and there is no retreat, will they do everything they can, and most people will retreat to the retreat when there is a retreat.
Su Changxing understood what the other party meant, and also knew why the other party asked such a question.
His position is problematic, the fraudster, a position formed by relying on heretical substrates, can easily steal the abilities of others.
This ability itself can be called against the sky, a bug, and does not obey the laws of extraordinary people.
But he doesn't have the slightest trust in this unknown existence, even if the other party finds out, it is impossible to reveal his secret.
Finding a way to kill the opponent is the right way.
After so many days of killing, his thoughts became more and more domineering. If something can be solved with fists, it seems that there is no need to go through a lot of trouble.