I Share The Horror World And Scare The Players Around The World

"Sister Qian, what should we do now?"

The surviving players don't know what to do at this point.

The old thief's battle has reached the dark jungle outside An County.

Pieces of forest collapsed like straw.

Violent shaking, even the terrain of the dark jungle has changed.

At this time, there were four or five ghost kings and seven or eight top red-clothed fighters fighting Chen Ran.

Even the red clothes, which are difficult for top players to fight against, belong to soy sauce.

The ghost tide has long since dissipated.

Those weak ghosts hide~ hide, hide.

As a result, the entire An County became empty, like an empty city.

The booster of the manned rocket has been charged to the third stage.

"Will the old thief die~"

Just when the players were talking, a huge hissing sound appeared.

Then deafening explosions spread out in the dark forest.

The earth rolled like a tide.

Everyone saw that Chen Ran was hit hard and flew away.

Like a missile, it shattered a big tree, brought up a cloud of dust, and finally hit the rock heavily.

His pumpkin head was full of cracks, and there was a shocking wound on his chest.

"Sister Qian, will the old thief... die?"

Still the same problem.

Wan Qian bit her lip and said a word after a long time: rash.

"This is the world of horror."

"The old thief is an NPC in the horror world."

"He will hurt and he will die."

This answer made the hearts of all players stop beating suddenly.

That kind of strong helplessness, confusion, and fear haunted my heart.

The audience watching the live broadcast fell silent at the moment.

Clenching his fists, his eyes were red.

Wan Qian's answer brought them back from fantasy to reality.

yes.

The old thief has always been known for his rigor.

Horror World is the closest game to the real world.

All existence is reasonable.

Since it is reasonable, there is nothing in this world that cannot die.

Even the ancient gods in Hongye City will die.

"The old thief will not die, the old thief is invincible."

"Yes, this must be a mechanism, and the old thief must win in the end.

"Yes, absolutely."

The audience nodded vigorously.

As if this is the only way to convince yourself.

But a kind of ominousness has gradually climbed into the player's heart.

they feel...

they... feel

The old thief was getting farther and farther away from them.

The bloody figure in the picture.

fall down.

stand up.

Fall down again.

Stand up again.

He is like the spiritual pillar of the players, fully demonstrating what it means to never say never.

Even with bruises all over.

Even if it is crumbling.

In the end, the old thief will stand up, rush over, and continue to fight.

He is the sky in the hearts of all players.

He is the protector of all players in the horror world.

He is at the helm of the new era.

However, at this moment, the sky is collapsing layer by layer.

But they can only watch.

Not to mention helping, you can't even get close.

The remaining prestige of the battle alone is enough to tear apart the top players in the horror world.

Suddenly, they thought of a sentence Zhao Kun said before his death.

Those words were like a bolt of lightning, piercing through the souls of all players.

That sentence can completely describe the old thief at this time.

Lose humanity, lose a lot.

Lost animal nature, because of everything,

People can be afraid, but not weak.

People can die, but they cannot die on their knees.

Bite off a piece of your flesh before you die.

Before dying, tear off a piece.

This... is victory.

At least you told the world that you are not useless.

"Old thief, run away and leave them alone."

"That's right, old thief, you are already very strong, don't force yourself anymore.

"Old thief, what you are fighting against is the terror in all map dungeons at this stage. You are already invincible, you have proved yourself, run away."

"Old thief, please run away."

The audience yelled, growled, and begged.

"Sister Qian, let the old thief go."

"Sister Qian, that's it, don't continue."

Liu Dali, Wang Cong and other players chose to give up.

Steve Benff took a deep breath after watching the third round of rocket charging completed.

He shouted at Wan Qian.

"Sister Qian, that's it, it's almost done."

However, Wan Qian suddenly raised her head and stared at Steve Benfu.

"Are you going to launch a rocket?"

"The propeller has only charged three floors, can you reach the red moon in the sky?"

"If even you give up, what are we trying to do?"

"Why is the old thief fighting again?"

"He chose to fight in the dark jungle, can't you see it?"

"The old thief is also waiting for the moment when the rocket lands on the moon."

"He's fighting for us players.

"But." Steve Benfu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Wan Qian.

"Even if you take a step back, tell me where the old thief is going to escape?"

"Eight hours to midnight."

"It takes 8 hours for the midnight train to appear, and only the midnight train can go outside the map."

"Our players can choose to go offline if they give up."

"Do you think the old thief can go offline?"

"He belongs to the world of horror."

"When he appears, before he completes his mission, he will not leave, let alone escape."

"It's us, it's us who let the old thief help us."

"If the old thief is really dead, then the real murderer is each of our players."

"Don't forget, the old thief's setting is that the stronger the player, the stronger the old thief."

"During this time, except for a very small number of players, what are the rest of the players doing.

"Everyone~ are~ doing~what~what~?"

With a scream, Wan Qian completely lost her usual calm state.

She just wanted to ask.

What are you guys doing all this time.

Her questioning made countless players bow their heads.

speechless.

can not explain.

They are just used to following the footsteps of the strong, never thinking about becoming a strong one.

Wan Qian paused for a while, raised her head and shouted at Shi Jin.

"Steve Benff, if the old thief is really going to die."

"I hope you don't let his death become meaningless.

Shi Jin closed his eyes and took a long breath.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were firm.

He will never let the old thief down.

This global live broadcast was convened by myself.

The manned rocket is built by itself.

The only meaning for them here is to successfully step on the red moon.

Otherwise, everything will become meaningless.

Listening to Wan Qian shouting, the players and audience fell silent.

yes.

Players can choose to go offline to give up.

But what about the old thief?

He was part of the horror world.

Where can he go.

He dragged the fight into the dark jungle.

In order to witness the successful landing of Steve Benff on the moon.

This is what countless players look forward to.

It is also what the old thief looks forward to.

Otherwise, the old thief would never make an appearance at a critical moment.

Otherwise, the old thief will never fight to the death.

"Wan Qian definitely guessed it."

"I don't even get a chance to say my lines."

The expression under Chen Ran's pumpkin head was speechless.

The lines that I have worked so hard to think about for so long are all wasted.

All the words were finished by Wan Qian.

But it feels good.

According to Wan Qian, the effect is much better than what she said.

"One sentence, one old thief is dead."

"Wan Qian is sure that I am dead."

Chen Ran, who was distracted, was suddenly grabbed by a paper figurine on the back.

Then a big knife fell from the sky, almost severing Chen Ran in two.

"Damn, absolutely dead."

What Chen Ran challenged was not as simple as one or two ghost kings.

What he challenges is all the great horrors that are currently open in the horror world.

Even if you put a complete backdoor ghost in Chen Ran's position, it would be cool.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Chen Ran, who fought bloody to the end, thoroughly demonstrated what it means to be rivaled. Never retreat.

The dark jungle was smashed abruptly.

But in the end, at the moment when Chen Ran was exhausted, he was eaten by the martyr.

See the old thief being eaten by the martyrs.

Some viewers fainted directly.

It seemed as if the sky had really fallen.

All players' minds went blank with a bang.

Fortunately, in the next second, Chen Ran was resurrected by relying on his professional talent.

"It's my rebirth."

Li Xin clenched her fists excitedly

This is the professional talent of her tauren warrior.

"The old thief is not dead."

"The old thief is resurrected."

Seeing the reappearance of the old thief, the audience who had almost fainted just now cheered.

This hell is more exciting than a roller coaster.

The speed of the heart beating, as if caught cheating.

"It's the last one."

Shi Jin stared at the thruster.

It has already charged four floors, and it is still short of a manned rocket to reach the peak state.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

The audience stared at the scene of Chen Ran fighting.

Suddenly, Chen Ran trembled all over and was knocked away by the Ghost Mountain God.

"Not good, the old thief's BUFF time is up."

The battle lasted for so long, and the buffs began to disappear one by one.

These BUFFs have a cooling time.

With the disappearance of BUFF, Chen Ran's situation became more and more dangerous.

"Sister Qian, do we really have no other way?"

Liu Dali, Bai Huakui and others hurried around.

They can't get in.

They can't even be the background of the battle.

Wan Qian shook her head.

Shi Jin's face was as white as snow, and his eyes were fixed on the screen.

45%, 46%

They have never felt that time passes so slowly.

"hurry up."

"Hurry up."

"Old thief, I will not let you down."

"Otherwise, everything will become meaningless."

Shi Jin yelled frantically in his heart, his eyes were so red that he almost oozes blood.

Chen Ran became scarred again.

Even more embarrassing than before.

But he still fought firmly.

Without flinching.

The left hand is broken and the right hand is used.

Broken tooth in right hand.

The tooth is broken, but it can still be bumped.

All the structures of the body have become Chen Ran's fighting tools.

Kill to madness.

Fight to madness.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Flesh flew everywhere.

The incomplete figure in the picture is crumbling, as if it will collapse in the next second.

But he fought after all, without taking a step back.

For the first time, the players saw Chen Ran in such a mess.

But no one laughed at Chen Ran's embarrassment.

…ask for flowers…………

"Old thief.

Tears dripped down the face.

The clenched lips even ooze blood.

With clenched fists, the nails dug into the flesh unknowingly.

"Old thief, I'm sorry."

The whole world is in tears.

They thought of the exaggerated and funny appearance of the old thief when he first appeared.

He tilted his head, covered his ears and asked, "Are you guys calling me?"

they thought...

They thought of all kinds of old thieves.

The moment World of Horror was released, the old thief was always with them, and this avatar was the avatar.

This avatar has become a symbol of the horror world.

An old thief can kill gods and be close to the people.

He's funny, he's exaggerated, he likes to show off, he likes to pretend.

He is serious, he is firm, he tolerates everything, and he loves every player who loves him.

He is an old thief.

He is willing to escort the players.

He is an old thief, an NPC with flesh and blood and soul.

Do not.

He is no longer as simple as an NPC.

He is more like the soul of the horror world, more like an eternal symbol in the player's mind.

But now...he fought until he was crippled, blood-stained the jungle, and lost his former appearance.

The energy of the fifth-stage propeller of the manned rocket was finally fully charged.

"Send~shoot~~~~

A roar erupted from Shi's entrance.

This roar exhausted all of Shi Jin's strength.

The red blood in his eyes was shocking.

He growled hard, trembling all over.

The veins on his forehead exploded flat.

"Send~shoot~~~~~~~"

The moment Shi Jin roared.

Almost all players roared with all their might.

That is the soul voice of hundreds of millions of players.

It appears in every corner of Blue Star, and in every corner of the parallel world.

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This roar seemed to pass through the real and the unreal.

The old thief seemed to have really heard it.

He looked back, watching the dust rise from the rocket launch site.

Watch astonishing energy surges erupt from the manned rocket's launcher.

A huge wave of fire rolled, and the manned rocket was launched.

Its launch represents that this battle is not meaningless.

"Good... well done."

Chen Ran said with difficulty, he wanted to raise his thumb, but his arms were torn to pieces long ago.

Pumpkin Head's expression turned into a smile at this moment.

He is laughing.

He looked at the manned rocket soaring into the sky, and smiled happily and heartily.

Then, a big foot suddenly stepped on it.

With a click, the pumpkin head... shattered.

Holding a machete, the headless ghost roared horribly as it watched the manned rocket lift off.

Countless ghosts are all roaring and roaring at the manned rocket at this moment.

But the manned rockets have already lifted off, and there is nothing they can do.

There are broken pumpkins all over the ground, as if they are still looking up at the sky.

From the shattered pumpkin head fragments, the audience seemed to see the old thief's last smile again.

He died fighting with a smile on his face.

But the player couldn't laugh.

I don't want to cheer for the successful launch of the manned rocket.

Don't want to think about what the hell is in the red moon.

The headless ghost king's foot seemed to break the hearts of countless players.

Their hearts stopped beating as the pumpkin head shattered.

The old thief died in battle.

He died before the eyes of all players.

All the players burst into tears.

Their innocence has really collapsed.

If before, there is still hope in the horror world.

That hope is the old thief.

But now, this last hope is gone.

The player's Patronus died in battle.

Look at the manned rocket rising high in the picture.

It was a rocket blessed by the old thief.

"Old thief, I'm sorry."

"It's us who really owe an apology."

"We are not strong enough."

"If we are strong enough,

At some point, Wan Qian also burst into tears.

Driven by this atmosphere, grief is like a virus, and no one can escape it.

Shi Jin, who was in a manned spaceship, saw the moment when the pumpkin head was crushed.

Completely burst into tears, unable to extricate themselves.

A man over fifty years old cried so hard that he almost lost his breath.

Tired of crying, he wiped away his tears, his eyes became firm.

All the hard work paid was blood and tears.

If you cannot successfully log in to the Red Moon.

Everything today will be meaningless.

The death of the old thief will also become meaningless.

On this day, for the death of the old thief, the whole world shed tears, and the souls wept with grief.

This day, players understand.

No one in the future will show up at their most dangerous moment.

In the future, no one will ask you with a smile: "Do you need help?"

The person who loves to pretend and show off the most is torn apart on this day of being in the limelight.

Vaguely, all the players seemed to see the back of the old thief.

The dry forest spreads, and the white mist breeds.

The illusory figure of the old thief gradually drifted away.

He waved his hand and said the most silent farewell.

Vaguely, they seem to have heard: "Are you guys with me?"

"Everyone, want to see what I look like under my pumpkin head?"

"Everyone, I will take you to witness the new world."

"Everyone, this is the City of Dawn Hope, where the sun never sets and the hope is endless."

"Everyone..."

"Everyone... goodbye door."