Game of Destiny: This player is different

Midnight, Field House.

The dark atmosphere that enveloped the house gradually thinned, and the ghost that was originally ready to move slowly retreated, not daring to approach.

Because -

There is light inside.

"A bunch of stubborn dirty things."

Holding the light ball, Safia, who acted as a human flashlight, snorted disdainfully.

Turning his head to look at the center of the living room,

the ugly guy who was bound by Sumali's extraordinary props and could not use his ability to escape.

White skin, boiled egg head, no hair.

The round head is connected to the skinny body that looks like a withered body.

The back is hunched, the limbs are slender, and there is only a dirty loincloth hanging around the waist.

There are traces of frostbite on the ankles, and a pair of black-painted, high-tech bracelets are cuffed on the wrists.

Compared with handcuffs, the shape cannot be said to be similar, but can only be said to be completely consistent.

It's just that there is an extra transparent stone that looks like a diamond on it.

"I remember this thing also came from the 704th Bureau. It seems to be called anti-player handcuffs, which can temporarily restrict the target's psychic energy and sanity value."

Qin Nuo rubbed the chin of the mask and glanced at Su Mali inconspicuously.

This kind of technology derivative product of the Destiny game that is not circulated on the market can be obtained.

The channels are quite wide.

Before the mission began, Qin Nuo was speculating on the specific identity of the employer.

First of all, the other party should not be an important member of the power organization.

They have fallen to looking for external aid through intelligence dealers, and it is unlikely that there is an organization to rely on.

Secondly, he is very rich.

Poor Bi can't afford the appearance fees of three players above LV10.

In addition, three extraordinary props with different uses have been taken out before and after.

Qin Nuo speculated that such a player who has a lot of resources, is rich and is not good at attacking dungeons alone.

It is likely to be the intelligence dealer-Su Mali himself.

This can explain why he is unwilling to reveal the player's nickname.

After thinking about it, Qin Nuo retracted his gaze and turned to look in front of him——

The demon who looked very similar to Gollum, the virtual character in the Lord of the Rings.

Because Brother Roman had been a little heavy-handed before, the huge flail hit his forehead directly.

As a result, the demon's already ugly appearance,

now with a crooked nose and slanted eyes, became even more unbearable to look at.

Fortunately, there were no underage children at the scene, otherwise they would have cried because of their ugliness.

Qin Nuo exhaled a foul breath, walked in front of the other party, and said in a cold tone:

"Name, age, gender."

No answer.

The demon barely raised his head, and there was confusion in his turbid eyes.

Don't understand?

Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows and repeated in another language: "pong, ben, vav (name, age, gender)."

The demon still didn't answer.

"Ma len?"

"Throm-Ka?"

"Dela ann'da"

In just half a minute, Qin Nuo used Klingon, Elven, Orc, Sarath and other unpopular languages ​​to greet him in a friendly way.

As a result, not only the alien demon was confused, but the people around him were also full of questions.

Although the Destiny game has its own simultaneous translation, there is no language barrier between players.

Simultaneous translation is not a universal translation. For languages ​​that no one uses, the system will not include them in the language library.

Therefore, the greetings Qin Nuo said sounded like the meaningless self-made language of the game characters to Roman and others.

I don't understand it at all.

I found that the alien demon kept looking up with an ugly face and didn't answer.

It seems that he is pretending to be deaf and dumb and doesn't take me seriously.

Qin Nuo was furious and his evil heart was full of anger.

He raised his leg and kicked with all his strength.

The high-top combat boots kicked out, and the alien felt as if his chest was hit by a battering ram, and the huge force made it fall back and fly backwards.

Roman, who was guarding behind, saw it flying towards him.

Without thinking, he took out a heavy shield and stood in front of it.

Bang!

The alien's back came into close contact with the shield, making a dull impact.

If you don't accept the toast, you will be punished.

Qin Nuo followed up and punched hard.

Immediately, miserable wails and the sound of fists and feet were transmitted far away through the window and echoed for a long time.

Safia, who was in charge of vigilance, glanced out of the window.

She found that the evil spirits lurking in the dark retreated a lot after hearing the movement.

It was almost invisible.

"Do evil people need to be beaten by evil people..."

She secretly complained, and helplessly looked at Qin Nuo who pressed the alien to the ground and hammered it.

It is understandable that Roman attacked the alien demon ruthlessly.

After all, players who believe in the Holy Light naturally hate dark creatures.

What is the situation with this guy wearing a red-faced Guan Gong mask?

If you can't squeeze out information from the enemy, just cut the neck with a knife.

Why do you have to do this?

Safia shrugged.

There is still some time before dawn, and there is nothing else to do for the time being.Do as you like.

Teammates... fight if you want.

Perhaps seeing Qin Nuo's vigorous beating, Roman, who had not had enough, could not help but join in.

A brutal crushing.

The two players stepped on the alien demon and punched and kicked it.

Punched to the flesh.

Every punch and kick was accompanied by a whistling sound, breaking the alien demon's body and limbs.

Dark creatures, regardless of their strength, have one common feature.

Unkillable, tenacious vitality.

You can conquer its body, but you can't conquer its knees.

The alien demon was beaten by the two players, but still gritted his teeth and refused to say a word.

He was a man of steel and a hero.

It is also possible... it really can't speak.

Qin Nuo and Roman were tired, and each took out a frying pan and a flail.

They smashed the alien demon like a rice cake, breaking its bones and muscles, like mud.

The fighting was a bit noisy.

The Field family of three, huddled in the corner of the living room, watched all this in horror.

Although the alien demon that had harassed them for many days was now being rubbed on the ground like a dead dog.

But such a violent scene was beyond their psychological endurance.

Is this the detective's way of exorcism?

No wonder it is incompatible with the church knights.

Beth even huddled in her mother's arms, not daring to look at it.

As for the other two players.

Sumali took out a set of tarot cards from her arms at some point and sat on a chair to play divination.

Safia, who was holding the light ball, moved to the side and stopped to watch with interest.

From time to time, she discussed a few words, and seemed to have a little knowledge of divination.

And the atrocities of the bad uncle beating the alien demon child not far away continued.

The characteristics of dark creatures make it difficult to completely eliminate them through physical means without using extraordinary power.

Therefore, the broken limbs of the alien demon were broken and restored by absorbing negative energy in the air during the beating.

Repeated back and forth, endless cycle.

Qin Nuo was a little tired.

After beating so hard, the opponent did not even cry for mercy, which really lacked a sense of accomplishment.

He put away his fists and feet and looked at Roman who did not stop.

This old man was very devoted to the fight.

The flails, which were comparable to torture instruments, kept hitting hard.

When he got excited, he put away the flails directly.

He grabbed the alien demon's ankle and swung it like a windmill, banging it on the ground several times.

Then he stepped on the opponent's chest and broke his ribs.

"I am satisfied with the fight, let's kill it."

Roman took out the flails again and asked his teammates.