I kill gods in my dream

Chapter 110

The thick fog gradually drifted across the entire street, shrouding the entire street in fog.

Looking from a distance, it seems that the buildings on both sides are as tall as clouds, which makes the mist that looks like clouds linger around, giving it a unique beauty.

However, from the perspective of those who live in it, this is not so beautiful.

The mist obscured everything, and even the figures of other people seemed vaguely visible in the mist. They would disappear after taking just two or three steps.

On the armored vehicle, as the commander of the Outer Gods.

This noseless guy slowly retracted the tentacles that were inserted into the armored vehicle to control the turret, and frowned at the rapidly spreading fog.

Of course he wouldn't think this was some naturally occurring mist.

He saw the shot just now very clearly.

The cannonball penetrated Mr. A's body, but did not cause any damage. It was like it hit a piece of mist, allowing it to spread completely.

Not only that, when the mist spread to the monsters that were pouring into the square, he found that the connection he used to command these monsters was suddenly broken, or it would be more accurate to say that it was interfered with.

Although he can still detect attacks from all directions, if he wants to issue an order
Watching the fog envelope him, he found that he had completely lost the ability to issue orders and could only barely sense the general situation.

What kind of extraordinary item is this?
He took a deep breath.

I found that this mist would not cause any negative effects due to inhalation, but it was very effective in blocking vision.

He couldn't even see the monster three steps away, and could only guess its type based on the hazy shadow.

Hearing is also greatly restricted. The streets were originally filled with the roars and noisy sounds of various monsters, but now, everything seems to have calmed down, and you can only hear the sounds of monsters passing by. sound.

But that wasn't the only sound he could detect.

In this mist, there was a sad voice, which seemed to be telling something, but when he carefully distinguished it, it disappeared without a trace.

In addition to this sad talk, he also heard a melodious voice singing the melody of separation.

These strange sounds seemed to linger in his ears.

Whenever he tried to hear it clearly, it would disappear without a trace, and when he was distracted, the sound began to linger in his ears again.

It made him unspeakably annoyed.

Of course, he also knew that this was probably the effect of the fog, affecting the minds of enemies in the fog.

But this method is too common for him. If the other party only has this method, he will be unable to save it.

He stood up on the armored vehicle. Although he had lost the ability to direct the entire monster attack wave, he could still sense the situation in all attack directions, and he had already given the order to attack with all his strength earlier, so even at this moment He could no longer issue orders, but the monsters were still attacking.

7 minutes.

After checking the time, he decided to exit the fog first.

Since victory was already a certainty, he naturally had to ensure his own safety first. He had been so seriously injured just now, and if anyone else planned to take the opportunity to backstab him in the fog, he would be in serious trouble.

But just when he was about to take the first step to exit the fog, he suddenly sensed that the wave of monster attacks seemed to be delayed or even disrupted, as if something was interfering with the attack.

The scale is not small.

Is it the fault of that guy named Mr. A?

He didn't quite believe that the other party could achieve this level by himself, and
For some reason, in his perception, the nearby monsters should have been involved in a battle, but what he saw was still the scene of monsters rushing toward the square in accordance with his orders.

His body also felt inexplicably weak, and he raised his tentacles to look at them in confusion.

The wounds caused by the explosion have almost healed. Although there is some damage, it is not enough to make him weak.
It's an illusion!
He woke up suddenly, and the scene around him changed accordingly. Everything before turned into mist, and everything reappeared in his field of vision, making his eyes widen.

spirit body
The sky is full of spirits!Wherever he looked, there were flying spirits. These bloodthirsty evil spirits wandered in the mist, madly devouring the soul of any living creature. There were even several ghosts next to him sucking away his soul. soul.

The monsters' attack was intercepted, and the evil spirits from hell joined the battle.
"Is this a fierce ghost?"

Tu Lian, who was trying to make a final resistance on the building, opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene outside the square.

Countless spirits, like an illusory wave, spread from a distance, pounced on the group of monsters that were also like a tide, and cut them off directly, like ink dripping into a cup. spread quickly.

The originally one-sided attack quickly turned into a massive melee.

"Where did he come from with so many evil ghosts?"

Bian Xuan, who barely opened her eyes, asked in confusion. Her tired spirit was no longer enough to support her making tedious guesses, but she still remembered simple common sense.

Spiritual bodies are not that easy to generate.

Unless they are extraordinary people who focus on the spiritual aspect, even other extraordinary people may not be able to produce spiritual bodies after death, let alone ordinary people. If they did not have great resentment or unwillingness during their lifetime, or It is the deliberate act of extraordinary beings, and it is impossible for ordinary people to produce spiritual bodies.

And such a huge number in front of us cannot all be composed of extraordinary people, they can only be ordinary people.
But that's harder to explain.

Tu Lian couldn't help but frown.

Because she remembered that she had heard Huan Jing say before that Mr. A had reached some kind of agreement with the organization they had been tracking.

And only that organization can make such a big noise here.

But it is impossible for so many evil ghosts to be generated by Chiyuan City. Otherwise, Chiyuan City would have been in trouble long ago, so that organization also has other channels.
Although it is unclear what agreement Mr. A reached with that organization and how he allowed such a group of evil spirits to join the war, now they have a rare breather and finally have a chance to make a comeback.

The white fish belly that lights up on the horizon symbolizes that a fulcrum is being established that has not yet been destroyed.

As long as they complete the purification ritual before it starts, they won't lose.

More than six minutes left
"Go away!"

On the armored vehicle, the noseless guy was waving the tentacles extending from his arms, driving away the fierce ghosts around him who were trying to rush up.

Even if the spirit body touches the tentacles that are distorted by the power of the outer gods, they will scream and retreat.

For a while, the evil ghosts had nothing to do with this guy.

Similarly, he was surrounded by many evil ghosts and had no good way to escape.

"hateful."

When he saw countless ghosts around him, as well as the monsters that were in chaos and fighting with the ghosts in the induction, he couldn't help but grit his teeth in hatred.

The victory that was almost achieved became in danger in less than 2 minutes.

Fortunately, although Li Gui had disturbed most of the monsters, there was still a small group that was still following his orders to attack the building in the center of the square.

Victory is still close at hand!

Now we just need to find Mr. A who controls the ghosts. After solving him, the interference of these ghosts will be self-defeating.

The trouble is, Mr. A seems to have some extraordinary ability to hide himself, making it impossible for him to find it.That guy shouldn't be an ordinary person, right? !

It's not that he didn't know Mr. A before, but the current situation was completely beyond his expectation. Even if it was an extraordinary person, he never expected that things would turn into this situation.

Ok?
Just as he was trying to drive away the evil spirits, a wisp of cold light pierced from the side and back attracted his attention.

Actually showed up on his own initiative?

He didn't think that his companions would sneak up on him at this time. After all, if he died and the war failed, the guy who attacked him would have to bear all the wrath of the gods.

The players who have been defending here and the abnormal situation don't have the ability to attack him at this time.

So there is only one possibility left.

While exerting all his strength, he turned back and waved his hand, trying to swat away its attack, and also planned to take advantage of this opportunity to kill it with one blow.

But to his surprise, the sword that he didn't care about originally cut off his tentacles easily when it came into contact with him.

This is a gift blessed by an alien god!

He quickly changed his turning blow to a kick, taking the opportunity to distance himself from him.

"Seeing is worth hearing a hundred times, Mr. A."

He looked at his cut off tentacles. The fracture was extremely smooth, which was obviously the result of the sword being sharper than he expected.

As if hearing his inquiry, the long sword did not continue the attack, but pointed diagonally at the ground.

The blood stained on it slowly dripped onto the army green body of the armored vehicle.

The mist quickly gathered behind the hilt of the sword, forming a human shape, and then dispersed like the wind, revealing the figure inside. Under the black windbreaker was a straight suit, as if heading to a grand party, and under the deerstalker hat was the cynical figure. smile.

The two stood at opposite ends of the armored vehicle, looking at each other and smiling.

"I haven't asked for advice yet."

"Xiaoyao Xiaoyao, this was my previous player name, now they are called the Fallen Blood Demon."

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Wu Shuang looked at the other person's mysterious expression at the end. He didn't know whether to show shock, because the other person seemed to be expecting him to show shock after hearing the name. However, he was not sure about this. No idea about the name.
"Uh, I'm sorry. How about you explain?" He tried to save the other person's respect.

However, seeing his reaction, the blood demon was already a little embarrassed. He was speechless and just ignored the matter.

"Forget it, this is the nickname they randomly gave me anyway. You know you can just call me Blood Demon."

"learn."

Wu Shuang nodded, raised his sword and asked, "Continue?"

"Okay, but I want to ask you, what is your purpose here?" The blood demon slapped the ghost who flew behind him and tried to sneak attack, then looked at him and smiled meaningfully.

He pondered the question and gave a concise answer: "Save the world."

But I never thought that after hearing this answer, the other party laughed and said arrogantly: "Then you should be on our side. Human beings are a stubborn disease of the world. They have stolen the power of the gods and usurped the world. The throne of the Lord is constantly eroding the world, leaving it devastated, but the gods are the ones who save the world. You can never imagine their greatness."

Wu Shuang felt that this guy seemed to have made a mistake, or maybe his brain was a little bad after becoming like this.

"The world I'm talking about is the world of humans."

However, this guy always seems to have a way with words.

"Oh? Haven't you had enough of the impetuousness and ugliness of human beings? I used to be a player, but after seeing through the hypocrisy of human beings, I decided to join the gods. I remember that you are also an ordinary person, right? Aren't you jealous of those people? Extraordinary people? They are born with enviable bloodlines and talents. Why can they have these bloodlines and talents, while we have to be ordinary people and spend our lives in confusion? "

"Don't think of him as a traitor. He sounds so noble and upright. Survival is a blameless reason and there is no shame in it."

Wu Shuang remained indifferent to this.

Seeing this situation, the guy named Blood Demon also stopped trying to persuade him, and his eyes slowly became fierce.

"Originally, I thought you were of some use, and I planned to let you get blessings from the gods, but now, you can go and die."

As he spoke, the tentacles on his right hand suddenly twisted, and a bone blade spurted out from it. The end was tightly wrapped by the tentacles, as if growing out of his arm.

The two looked at each other without hesitation, and collided with each other in the next second.

The blades of the knives met, making a teeth-searing friction sound.

Compared to him, the blood demon is much stronger.

Of course, this was also the result of his inability to activate his abilities. In order to avoid being attacked by the ghosts, he restrained all his emotions.

The blood demon didn't find it strange at all. He probably thought that he was controlling these evil ghosts.

"It seems that the two of us want to go together!" The blood demon's ferocious face was very close, and its fierce expression seemed to swallow him alive.

But that's right, the two of them did have an idea.

As long as the opponent is killed, the outcome of this war will be determined.

But he had underestimated the power of the blood demon, and within a short moment of the stalemate, he was pressed to the ground and almost fell to his knees. He could only roll around to avoid the bone blade.

"Huh? Is this your power? As an ordinary person, you surprise me?!"

The blood demon shouted while calling the surrounding monsters, and attacked them.

He doesn't have the idea of ​​singled out.

This Mr. A is not here for a one-on-one fight. He also brings a group of fierce ghosts with him!

And that sword seems to be extraordinary. The bone blade in his hand is made from the bones of the evil god's descendants. Even if it encounters extraordinary objects, it can be contaminated and twisted, but it has no effect on this sword. .

Not only that, what surprised him the most was that Mr. A, who was recorded as an ordinary person in the player forum and even the data panel was published, actually had the power to compete with him.

Even with the blessing of extraordinary items, this is something unimaginable.

He now has the blessing of the gods, and even before he received the blessing of the gods, he was an old player who had already achieved extraordinary breakthroughs. Ordinary people, even with the blessing of extraordinary items, would never be able to compete with him, unless
"It turns out that you have also been blessed by the gods."

Seeing those golden vertical pupils that lit up, he laughed disdainfully.

"What's the difference between you and me?"

"You are kneeling and prostrate, but I never surrender. That's the difference."

Wu Shuang raised his sword and faced it again. After taking the second potion, he finally awakened his ability.

This was also the reason why he planned to behead him.

As his golden pupils lit up, everything around him slowed down until it came to a standstill.
(End of this chapter)