National Creation: My world is indescribable

Despair breathed in the cold air, steaming into bursts of cold white mist.

The teenager, who was regarded as a seeded player, was now supporting the ground with one hand and covering his chest with the other, panting heavily, his face distorted because of fear.

The pupils dilated to the point of being about to split, and the fear in the eyes was almost irrepressible.

The other two players in the metal world also performed similar to him, and there was an unconcealable fear in their eyes.

The figure of Wang Yuanzhou appeared in his eyes, but the young man with a thin posture and a handsome face was as terrifying as a demon under their gaze at this moment.

Their twisted creations hovered around them like the walking dead, their metal bodies not yet fully twisted.

It's just that the flesh and blood that squirm around the body are even more hideous and terrifying at this moment.

The two teenagers were okay, but the girl could not bear this inexplicable scene, half lying on the ground, crying out of despair.

Death is haunted here, and if the most terrifying thing human beings see, it is what is presented in front of them.

Looking at the scene presented on the screen in front of him, Yang Suri's brows frowned slightly, not because he was shocked by the strength displayed by the young man in front of him or because the other party had played beyond his expectations from some places.

It's just that the current picture is so bloody that Yang Suri, who is the operator of this tournament, can't help but wonder if this scene can be directly broadcast and sent to the whole Shenzhou.

After all, although this world is due to the invasion of the Creator and the ten thousand races outside the region, people have a high tolerance for bloody and sudden death scenes.

But this tragic and disgusting bloody scene is still beyond the acceptable range of normal people.

Just as Yang Suri was thinking about this in his heart, the dispute ended, the extraterritorial space was closed, and the two sides resurfaced in everyone's field of vision.

Wang Yuanzhou still looked as indifferent as before.

It's just that the performance of the three people of the metal world department is far from the frustration expressed by the ordinary defeat, but the despair that is almost terrified to the extreme.

In this regard, Wang Yuanzhou can understand to some extent.

The use of slender ghosts to create fog that is enough to cover the entire world is not only for the convenience of starting, but also to prevent the overly bloody scene from appearing in front of everyone's eyes.

After all, what happened at that time, even as the owner of the metal world department, it is not very clear.

Only Wang Yuanzhou, who drove all this, knew everything that happened before.

The slender ghost creates a fog that obscures the Creator's vision.

Hovering at the acute angle of time and at the end of space, the wild hunt dances the UFO body, like tearing at flesh and blood, tearing at the creation made of metal, and obliterating all the creations of the other party that have the ability to resist any negative effect.

The Death Frost Titan landed on the frontal battlefield for the first time, and the role it played was beyond Wang Yuanzhou's imagination.

An attack that does not exceed the amount cannot inflict damage on the dead ice creation, and an excessive attack cannot be completely lethal.

And the deadly breath of those creatures is enough to cover all living things in front of them and completely engulf them.

Unable to do even the most basic activities.

And when all this came to an end, no creation below could bother him in the slightest, hovering above the heavenly dome, and the giant eye disguised as a blood moon began to pour out its own desperate and distorted distorted shimmer, and twisted all the creation under the bloody eye gaze into a deformed existence that could not bear to look at directly.

Let the nature of metal creations fundamentally change, and even cause them to fall into inexplicable madness and cannibalism among themselves.

The slender ghost is in the final stage, casting thousands of tentacles, and will completely harvest the creatures that are still surviving and hostile to him.

It all ended so quickly.

In the last competition, Wang Yuanzhou still had the idea of taking advantage of the other party's chaos to ask for the other party's illness.

Since the other side did not take the bait this time, he had to take the initiative to attack, and the effect was much stronger than expected.

The metal world department may be because of the estimation of Lu Qingshu and Li Weiwei, when Wang Yuanzhou took the initiative to attack, Lu Yuanchao's two teammates did not send all their combat power to help at the first time, and the final result was naturally imaginable.

Of course, even if they did, the outcome of things would not change much.

It's just that they may last longer, and in the end, they still can't change the outcome of failure.

Thanks to Yang Suri's authority still acting on it, their distorted and distorted creation by Wang Yuanzhou could still be preserved intact after the end of the entire game, even in such a situation, which was the only thing to be grateful for them.

It's just that although the creation of their own world is preserved, the mental condition of these people....

Wang Yuanzhou held his chin with one hand, looking at the other three's sluggish eyes that did not dare to raise their heads to look directly at him, and the fear and shocked look that appeared in them, but he could only shake his head helplessly and smile bitterly.

Oh, it is estimated that there is no ten days and a half month, which is probably not slowing down.

Shaking his head and saying hello to Yang Suri, Wang Yuanzhou turned around and left.

Originally, after the end of the game, the two players should have to have a friendly greeting, and no matter what you have in mind, but at least the process is like this.

Just the moment....

Regardless of whether the other party is in this mood or not.

Wang Yuanzhou estimated that the other party was probably unwilling to look at his face at the moment.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he called Yang Suri, who was standing on the side, to stop.

"Slow down!"

"What are your instructions, Lord Headmaster?"

Wang Yuanzhou's eyes were slightly picked, and his tone was neither humble nor humble, considering that the other party did not have a good attitude towards the other party since he knew each other, it was naturally impossible for him to show too much kindness to the other party.

Thinking that even if the other party does not find him stubble, he has to damage him twice.

But he only saw the old man hesitate in place for a moment, his lips lightly pursed.

"Well done, but the next time you play, if you can, it's better not to make the scene ... It's too unbelievable....

Wang Yuanzhou was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect the other party to react like this.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he didn't reply, just nodded at the other party, and turned away without turning his head, and at that moment, the smile at the corner of his mouth also converged.