I kill gods in my dream

Chapter 98 Frustrated Counterattack

"If it becomes like this, they won't be able to recognize it?"

Wu Shuang walked to the stairs, looked at the black cat sitting on the white skirt, and asked casually: "Also, why do you think it will become like this, he will not suspect it, if anyone finds it, there will be a man next to me." A black cat would feel weird, right?"

"First of all, there are restrictions on the use of players' detection skills. I don't think they will use it at will. Also, didn't we agree that we should try not to let others discover it?"

Number Seven said while wagging his tail.

Every time this guy asked a question, she always had the feeling that he was caring about the fool, especially under the gentle gaze of his eyes. She felt like he was looking at the fool, but was reluctant to say anything, so she could only remind him in other ways. .

She also felt this way when she was in the presence of the pastor.

It's like facing two people who control everything. No matter what you want to do, it is within the other party's expectations.

But compared to the latter, the former still looks like a decent person.

She stood up from her white skirt, raised her tail and planned to walk downstairs. The sooner she could finish this matter, the better. If she stayed here, she might be discovered by the relatives of the outer gods passing by. It would be troublesome to fight.

"Come on, we don't have that much time to procrastinate, right? What are you doing?"

Before she finished speaking, a leather shoe blocked her way. Looking up along the long legs, No. [-] saw this tall man wearing all black, looking down at her, as if he was looking at her. After taking a look at her figure, he bent down and stretched out his hand to her.

Looking at this hand, No. [-] felt that she was a homeless stray cat, and the other party was a kind person who planned to pick her up and take her home.

"Didn't you say that we don't have so much time to waste?"

Hmm. Just fantasy.

How could the detective in front of me be like the Virgin in the story, showing mercy and picking up this bad guy back home?Being able to speak well is already the greatest tolerance.

Disguised as a gentleman, there are careful thoughts.

Maybe add a little decency?

This was her knowledge of the detective.

Following that arm, No. [-] climbed up on the man's shoulder unskillfully, and after barely sitting still, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"lets go."

"Okay, Miss No. [-]."

The detective adjusted his hat, picked up his cane, and walked leisurely down the stairs.

This attitude was so good that she was a little suspicious of whether this guy was hiding some conspiracy. After all, he had always threatened or plotted before, but now he was suddenly so gentle that even the lady called him.

"Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"

"As a customer, of course I have to provide the best service attitude to satisfy you. Also, if you are like this now, can you take action if you are in danger?"

The first half of the sentence, No. [-] nodded with satisfaction, but the second half left her speechless.

The best service attitude is to let customers take action when encountering danger?

"No."
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The cool uncle is not cool now.

He is already in his thirties. Even though he has completed three missions and received rewards from the system, and his physical fitness is stronger than ordinary people, he still feels like he is falling apart because he is being hung on a shelf. It was a crucified Jesus, covered in blood and with his hands bound in iron chains.

He had already expected this.

Chic is just his player name, and embarrassment is his daily routine.

It’s not like I haven’t experienced similar situations before, it’s just that this time is the most miserable.

"Cough cough."

Blood dripped from his mouth, and his throat, which had not taken in water for a long time, was as dry as smoke. The fishy sweet taste of blood made him wonder if he had high blood sugar.

He reluctantly raised his eyes and looked around, and saw that besides him, there were a few unlucky guys who were also tied to the shelves and formed a circle around a formation diagram drawn with blood. The whole hall was dark. , only a few pillars near the formation diagram had torches on them.

The firelight that danced from time to time allowed him to barely see his surroundings.

No need to guess, this is preparing to perform a certain ritual, and they are one of the materials for the ritual.

As for the blood on the ground, he didn't want to know which unlucky person it belonged to.
Since receiving the mission and entering this world, he has been in this world for two full days. These two days can be regarded as the most terrifying two days in his life.In comparison, the experience in Building [-] was just like playing house.

After all, there were big bosses at that time, and they, novices, could just play house in the back. Even if they were replaced by someone who knew only Aba and Aba, it would not affect the big boss's operations.

But now, without a boss to guide them, they can only rely on themselves.

And compared to that mission, this one was more lively.

To put it simply, the system planned to give the Outer God a hard time, so it summoned over a hundred players, whether they were newbies who had just completed the novice mission or veterans who had experienced dozens of missions, they were all crammed into the game. in this world.

The outer gods were also offended, and released countless dependents, starting to crowd the empty city.

Over the past two days, there have been casualties among players and their families.

The tasks of each side are different.

They players need to complete the purification ritual to dispel the pollution caused by the alien gods eroding the world.

The family members are trying every possible means to obstruct and counterattack. For example, the ceremony at his feet has not yet begun. Although he cannot recognize what it is, this ominous scene has fully explained everything.

Whoa!

With the sound of shaking chains, a man who was also tied to the rack woke up, looked at all this in horror, and began to struggle crazily.

However, even though the guy's wrists were bleeding, he still couldn't break free of the chains.

Seeing that there was no way to break free, the guy looked at him again and shouted anxiously: "Hey! What are you doing here? Let's run away together. Do you want to die here?"

escape?How to escape?
Just as the handsome uncle was about to say this, he heard someone next to him sigh.

"Hey, don't say whether you can escape or not. Even if you can escape, won't it still mean death?"

The man hung on the shelf like a dead dog, his head drooped and listless, without any hope at all.

But it is true that after hearing this sigh, the handsome uncle also became depressed.

Because as this person said, no matter what, their result seems to be a dead word.

This mission was simply asking them to die.

Originally, more than half of the entire city had not been explored, and even in the places that had been explored, there were many dangerous areas that were inaccessible. But under such a situation, the system actually issued a counterattack mission.

Not only that, this task even just summons hundreds of nearby players.

After two days of continuous gathering and death, before he was caught, there were only about [-] players alive, and among them, there were only a few old players who could decide the direction of the situation.

Even with the help of the Abnormality Bureau, a discerning person can know that this mission is going to be a disaster.

Judging from the system's posture, it seems that they are all going to fight here.

Every time he thinks of this, the handsome uncle wants to grab the system and shout: Who gave you the courage! ?What makes you dare to counterattack the foreign gods?Don’t you know how much we weigh? !

But now, no matter how much resentment you have, it's useless.

They are about to become sacrifices. Unless a miracle occurs, they are all unlucky ones who are close to death.

Keng.
Outside the ajar door of the hall, the sound of a blade cutting across the floor came. From the dark corridor outside, a little white mist diffused in. Along with the sound of several heavy objects falling to the ground, the ajar door of the hall was Pushed away.

A man came out of the fog, wearing a black trench coat and a deerstalker hat.

The brim of the hat was deliberately lowered, covering most of his face, leaving only a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

Following closely behind was a black cat. After walking out of the fog, it lightly jumped on the man's back, jumped on his shoulders, and then licked its paws leisurely.

The man, leaning on his cane, stood at the door and let out a sigh.

"Guys, it seems like you're having a rough time tonight."

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