Survival Game: Random SSS Talents

In a forest of bare trees.

There is a dark ghost aura all the time.

This ghost aura is extremely cold.

There are more than 20 Blood Eye players in this forest.

They lined up in formation, always vigilant. After walking for a while, a Blood Eye player couldn't help but curse.

"We haven't met the big devil yet!"

"More than 30 brothers are dead here."

"What's the point of fighting!"

"Won't the Blood Eye boss eat us alive when we go back?"

"Why are you in a hurry?"

A Blood Eye player with a bad face also answered with his anxiety.

Several other players couldn't help but complain.

"But our luck this time is really bad. It's been so long, and we still haven't walked out of this forest."

"We have to choose some messed up options every three minutes."

"This world is really weird."

While talking.

A black shadow has sneaked into their team.

A player from the Blood Eye Guild screamed.

Suddenly, everyone looked back and saw a ghost figure made of black mist, holding a steaming and beating human heart in his hand.

It smiled at the group of players.

Then, in front of them, he stuffed the heart into his mouth, and blood burst out along the broken heart, falling from the black shadow's hand to the ground.

The player whose heart was taken away had his health bar reduced to zero, and he fell to the ground and died!

Before he died, his pupils revealed fear!

"Ghost!"

"Fuck him!"

"Fuck!"

The group of players used their talents to kill the black mist ghost together.

However, the black shadow grinned and then disappeared.

All the attacks of those players were in vain.

"How is it possible?"

All the blood-eyed players were elites of the gold level.

Unexpectedly, they fell in a forest.

If this matter were spread out, it would probably make other gold-level players laugh.

Zhou Wen flew into the forest.

As soon as he stepped into the forest, he could hear the sound of crying from all directions.

Zhou Wen frowned.

The dragon power on his body was stimulated again, and the crying voices were choked at once.

He dared not make any more sounds.

Zhou Wen's ears were much quieter.

Zhou Wen nodded and continued to walk into the depths of the forest.

Now he wanted to hunt down all the players and end this guild war.

"Brother, hold on a little longer!"

"If it doesn't work, I'll use that thing."

"Don't! It's reserved for the big devil."

"If you use it now, what should I do if I meet the big devil?"

Zhou Wen suddenly heard a noisy voice.

It seemed to be the players of the Blood Eye Guild.

Zhou Wen walked over.

Then he saw more than 20 players in a circle.

They were talking about something with their eyes blank.

Behind each of them stood a black mist ghost.

These black mist ghosts formed a circle and surrounded them in the center.

There were also some players' bodies on the road nearby.

A black mist ghost sat on top of these bodies and was eating his flesh and blood.

This scene was a bit creepy.

All the twenty or so Blood Eye players were bewitched by this ghost.

They didn't even realize it?

Zhou Wen looked at the player who had just spoken.

He was holding a small sphere in his hand.

The sphere emitted a faint light.

It seemed to contain some power.

Zhou Wen recognized the small sphere at a glance. It was the fragment of divine power.

After activation, it could reproduce the power in the small world.

Zhou Wen had several more in his collection grid.

With Zhou Wen's arrival.

The black mist ghosts all looked back.

Zhou Wen took a breath and raised the orange battle blade in his hand.

However, the ghost attacking him that Zhou Wen had expected did not happen.

Instead, the ghosts sniffed Zhou Wen's breath and showed a fearful expression on their faces.

Quite weird.

Zhou Wen walked towards the group of black mist ghosts, and the group of black mist ghosts took a few steps back together.

One of the black mist ghosts showed a respectful look on his face.

Then he bowed to Zhou Wen, stretched out his hand, and pointed at the more than 20 blood-eyed players who were fascinated by them.

It looked like Zhou Wen should be allowed to eat first.

The black mist ghost had a flattering look on his face.

Zhou Wen mistakenly thought that it was the dragon power on his body that made these ghosts bow down to him.

But it was not the case.

What these ghosts were really afraid of was the evil ghost aura from the Yellow Spring Road on Zhou Wen.

But Zhou Wen did not refuse.

Zhou Wen walked forward and used the Autumn Wind Falling Leaf Knife.

When Zhou Wen appeared again, he was already on the other side of the more than 20 people.

In the illusion of the more than 20 players, their companions were now separated from their heads.

Blood spurted more than ten feet high.

It splashed on their faces.

They all showed anger on their faces.

Some of the players somehow managed to block Zhou Wen's attack.

Their heads were not separated.

However, they regained consciousness.

Seeing the black fog ghosts around and Zhou Wen standing not far away, they all understood.

It was not this area that had been trapping them, but so many black fog ghosts.

They roared and used their strongest innate skills to kill Zhou Wen.

Some even crushed the fragments of divine power.

Rays of light shot up into the sky, and the breath of other worlds appeared here.

A player waved his hand, and the land within a certain range around him turned over!

Divine power: Turn the world upside down!

Countless gods appeared behind another player.

Divine power: Paradise of the Gods!

A player's body became extremely huge, with the sun and the moon on his head and the stars in his hands.

Divine power: Ancient witch clan!

"Die!"

"Die!"

The three players attacked Zhou Wen.

The second slash of the Autumn Wind Falling Leaf Knife was slashed out!

Zhou Wen's figure turned into an autumn wind again.

The knife light cut through the sky!

And the heads of the players of the Blood Eye Guild flew up again, dancing like autumn leaves.

More than 20 Blood Eye Guild players in the dark forest all died!

"How... is it possible..."

"His strength..."

"God-level..."

The fragments of divine power could not bring them strength.

In the dark space, a chain quietly broke.

Zhou Wen stepped forward to the next place.

The group of black fog ghosts behind him looked at Zhou Wen respectfully as he left.

Then they cried and howled and pounced on the group of players and feasted on them.

For them.

These blood foods are rare foods.

Enough to support them for the next few years without eating.

They looked at Zhou Wen's departing figure with a touch of gratitude.

After Zhou Wen left the dark forest and moved forward quickly for a while.

A golden stream of light appeared in front of Zhou Wen.

These streams of light flew in all directions.

The time is up.

The avoidance effect was triggered again.

But at this time, there are not many remaining players.

They are all struggling to persist in various places.

This battlefield is really weird.