Paradise: Ready Player One

Solved, next one.

Pig God ate all the way and rushed all the way, making steady progress. His belly seemed to be a bottomless pit, and no amount of weirdos could fill it up. Perhaps this was the reason why he usually ate all the time.

After all, if you can’t fill your belly with how much you eat, you will of course be hungry all the time.

"Looking at your appearance, you seem to be satisfied with your meal."

Suddenly there was a popping sound ahead.

Tick ​​tock.

The crisp sound of saliva dripping onto the ground also followed.

A huge dinosaur-like lizard came out of the darkness step by step on short short legs. It stared at the pig god with bright bloody eyes, and its stinky saliva flowed uncontrollably. The fishy smell erupted.

"The smell on your body makes me hungry too, how about you let me have a bite?"

"Oh, let me introduce myself, I am a big esophagus deduced by Dajiongyan as a ghost-level disaster..."

"Ok?"

Pig God looked up and saw the big esophagus, which was introducing himself, suddenly grabbed the big esophagus with a pair of fat palms, opened his mouth wide, forced the big esophagus into his mouth, and kept rolling his throat to swallow. .

"This one tastes good."

After a while, he licked his lips, patted his belly, and commented.

Bang bang bang! !

A burst of muffled noise continued to sound in the narrow passage.

The two figures attack and defend.

After a while, the figures separated.

"What's the matter with this guy? I've hit him five times in a row, but he hasn't fought back and has been standing still. Could it be that he gave up resistance?"

The ghost-level disaster monster Bug God, who was somewhat similar to Piccolo, glanced at the super-alloy black light on the opposite side with some doubts and inquiries.

"You guy, why don't you fight back?"

"Just now you said that you are an invincible monster with insect characteristics. I just want to experience your attack strength. I am very sorry to delay your time."

Super Alloy Black Light crossed his hands in front of him, revealing a pair of innocent eyes.

"However, I have experienced it for a while, your strength is unimaginably low."

"You...you were testing my strength just now?"

"You said you were an invincible insect monster, but in fact, you are just a weak and poor insect monster?"

Super Alloy Black Light shook his fingers and sighed.

"You are so weak!! Right?"

"Are you asking me?"

The despised insect god was angry.

"My answer is...to make you a puddle of meat."

"Insects slapping!!"

His fists turned into phantoms, which fell on the body of the super alloy black light like raindrops.

"Weak, weak, too weak..."

The super-alloy black light shook his head, clenched his fists, bent his arms slightly, and immediately shot out violently.

boom!

With one punch, the upper body of the beating insect god was directly smashed into pieces.

"It's really annoying, what a weak fist, hitting me is like stroking me, Wei Wei makes me a little shy, it's too messy."

"Let the sexy prisoner know you're doing this to me, and he'll blow you up too"

It seems that I accidentally revealed some incredible information,

Super Alloy Black Light shook the flesh from his fist, and continued to move forward with his shiny black muscles.

A flash of sword light flashed, and a puddle of mud limply fell to the ground.

"Small idea."

The Atomic Warrior held a sharp blade with a flickering cold light, biting a long toothpick, glanced at the corpses of strange people all over the place, hooked the corner of his mouth, and smiled easily.

"Really? Did our strength let you down?"

At this time, the silt on the ground suddenly squirmed and merged, and a moment later, a strange man with silt flowing stood in front of the atomic warrior again, and said proudly.

"I'm really sorry, I'm a mud jellyfish, your sword skills are useless to me, because even if I am divided into tens of millions, I can still be resurrected."

"Is that so? It sounds troublesome, but it's easy to do."

The Atomic Warrior held the long sword tightly in both hands, bit the long toothpick, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said in a low voice:

"Atomic Slash!!"

The sharp sword in his hand was drawn out in an instant, and it turned into sword lights. The sword lights and sword shadows danced wildly like a group of snakes, illuminating the dark passage extremely brightly.

Where the sword light passed, there was no living thing anymore, and the mud jellyfish was cut into pieces in an instant, enjoying the thrill of being lingering.

"If your cells are also cut off, can you still survive? I'm looking forward to it."

The Atomic Warrior retracted his sharp sword into its scabbard, biting a long toothpick, and stared playfully at the bits and pieces of muddy liquid on the ground.

There was an eerie silence in the passage.

"It seems that you are bragging! Really, if you honestly pretend to be dead, you might be able to escape a catastrophe. Why do you get up and continue clamoring?"

After a while, the Atomic Warrior smiled and shook his head.

A well-dressed, handsome guy in European and American medieval aristocratic costumes was biting the neck of the zombie man who was pinned to the ground and sucking blood.

A group of strange people around them acted as if it had nothing to do with them, and they made way for an open space to play the role of spectators.

There were even weirdos who were in charge of explaining the battle situation.

"Both sides wanted to catch the other by surprise, but obviously the vampire was faster and successfully suppressed the zombie man."

The zombie man was also a little surprised by the vampire's speed.

The more shocked one should be the vampire, who sprayed out all the blood that had just been sucked into his throat, and threw the zombie man to the ground with his backhand, with a disgusted expression on his face.

"I've never drank such bad blood...vomit"

Before the vampire recovered from his nausea, the zombie man who had just been drained of blood had already stood up, pulled out his special pistol and pointed it at the vampire.

"Huh? You still have the ability to stand up? It's really touching. When a hero is facing evil, he does his best. You should be awarded a heroic hard work award."

The vampire laughed loudly, and the next moment, he quickly restrained his smile and said coldly.

"Stop struggling in vain, do you know who I am? I am the only descendant of vampires passed down from ancient times..."

Facing the vampire's tirade, the zombie man just coldly highlighted three words.

"go to hell"

Then he pulled the trigger of the pistol, and the bullet shot out from the muzzle with a cluster of sparks.

The vampire reached out and grabbed the bullet like a ghost, but his body was pushed more than ten meters under the power of the bullet.

"I often do things like catching bullets with my bare hands"

After that, he threw the bullet backhanded.

One directly pierced the zombie man's head, and the other shattered his heart.

The vampire, who was confident that he had dealt with his opponent, yelled at the weird people onlookers.

"Why don't you cheer for the winner? What a bunch of rude guys"

"..."

The weird people's eyes focused on the vampire's back. The zombie man's body did not fall down, and he stood up straight again, even the wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Isn't that dead?"

The vampire restrained the arrogance on his face a little, and carefully sized up the hero in front of him.

"You're not a weirdo, are you?"

"To shut up!!"

The zombie man seemed to have been poked at the pain point, he pulled out two machetes from the coat behind him, and took the initiative to kill him.

"Hehe, no matter how strong the regenerative ability is, there is a limit, turn me into minced meat!"

The vampire turned into thousands of vampire bats and attacked the zombie man, tearing the flesh and blood off his skeleton piece by piece.

Three ten minutes later.

The vampire with only one head left murmured puzzled.

"How...how is it possible? I remember killing you countless times, how come you haven't died yet?"

"Yeah, you've won about two hundred times. Finally, it's my turn to win you once."

The zombie man tapped his shoulder and neck as he spoke. His body was tired visible to the naked eye, but it was mental fatigue. He died 200 times in a row, which was not a small burden for him.

"The vampire is completely dead..."

"I can't move, I should be dead"

"That zombie man looks like he's dying too"

"It seems to be the case, you send it first, and I will cover it"

"..."

Another few minutes passed.

The mutilated zombie man staggered out with a coat in one hand and an ax in the other.