The Abnormal Life of the Summoner

"No! I don't want to die yet..." the girl screamed, but her whole body was tightly bound by wicker, and countless blood was shed.

"I'll save you, don't panic!"

A man stepped forward and urged the abilities he got from playing the game.

It's a small ability. The nails become sharp and longer and more profitable. It can be used as a mini blade, but the cutting power is similar to that of a kitchen knife.

Seeing the man in camouflage rush over, stretch out his long nails to poke the green wicker.

With a soft pop, a wicker is broken. It's a success!

The nail man was overjoyed, but the broken wicker lifted the broken ends up like a poisonous snake and slowly stared at his eyes.

Yes, Wicker doesn't have eyes, but the man with nails has goosebumps on his arms, and he feels the cold gaze running over him.

Countless wicker sticks stretched out in the dark, and instantly tied the nail man, locking the wrist joints of both hands, preventing him from cutting the wicker with his nails, and the more he tightened it.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" The wicker tightened more.

"Help, help!" The man with nails yelled, his lungs being continuously tightened by three wickers, and he was about to burst.

However, he was horrified to discover that countless green wickers appeared in the darkness, and the wickers were dispatched like a swarm of snakes, very cunning and vicious, binding everyone on the periphery and deepening inward.

The abilities that led the team broke out, and the abilities each showed their magical powers, such as spitting water, moving rocks, breathing fire, and recruiting ghosts. All the abilities that can be used are used.

But it was no use. The fire burned and burned, the boulders were smashed one by one, and the new wicker in the darkness was endless and there was no upper limit.

The man with nails was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and then his neck was tightly strangled by two wickers, his throat couldn't roll, and his whole body began to bleed.

"Okay..." His eyes split, he wanted to say "It hurts" but couldn't say it.

In the end, he rolled his eyes and died of breath.

The death is not the end, the wicker is still tightening tightly, and it is getting heavier and heavier.

It wasn't until ten seconds later that the bones slapped, and there was a crisp cracking sound, and blood burst out, spilling the entire first floor of the laboratory building.

Except for him alone, his flesh and blood burst, and there are many people who have been strangled to death.

"Huhuhu!"

Three novice level fire-breathing ability players, holding a lighter, spitting fire wildly, and cooperating with teammates squirting wildly on three sides.

But no matter how the fire is sprayed, it can't be faster than the wicker that is drawn quickly.

The black mist gradually pressed over, and endless black mist appeared on the ceiling.

Only three of the instructors who led the team knew how to breathe fire, but the countless wickers pouring from the ceiling immediately grabbed their necks and tightened them tightly, not giving them a chance to breathe fire.

"No, no..."

Fire-breathing people cannot breathe fire. Those wickers that have been burnt by the fire have fallen to the ground, and more new wicker will emerge in the air.

They snaked and galloped, taking advantage of the gap to catch countless people who were struggling.

Two minutes later, all the sixty-odd people present were full of wicker figures, and they were all strangled with terrifying bloodstains.

There were no more painful screams at the scene, everyone's eyes were gaping, their mouths opened wide, and blood was constantly bleeding from their throats.

Rumbling.

A weird sound came from the ground, and the center of the blood pool protruded, and the clod flew away, revealing a few green wickers.

The wickers stretched out to the ground, rubbing blood on the way, so red that they spread like hair.

Then the ground shook again, a brown vigorous tree figure rose from the ground, the soil trembling, countless green willows broke through the earth and rocks, and the willows danced wildly, stained with the blood on the scene, looking extremely evil.

This is a willow tree, and what is unusual is that when the black mist sees it, it retreats a few meters, leaving an area free of black mist.

Seeing the willow tree appear, countless people's wickers lowered their positions, as if to welcome the coming of the king, and handed the dead person to the willow tree.

This willow tree is very big, three meters high, and its height is still growing, until the top of the tree touches the ceiling, it pierces directly, and it grows to five meters and two meters before it stops growing.

It naturally took all the corpses and used its own wicker to stick people on the surface of its bark. The corpse naturally quickly decayed, slowly blending into the bark, and turning it into nutrients.

When the willow tree swallowed the corpse, the wicker in the dark did not idle to watch the play, and entered every game room to search for survivors.

Shattering, the wicker in the dark skipped room 102 and searched every room.

The willow tree rooted in the darkness noticed that there was no willow search in Room 102, and proactively stretched out dozens of willow branches. The willow branches were inserted into the crack of the door, and nine white cyan smoke clouds were seen inside.

Beside the cyan smoke cluster, there were more than twenty ghosts left by Chen Xi and Lao Bi. The ghosts were shocked and stepped on the wicker.

The Wickers didn't shrink back at all, they just did it on the face, but they called the brothers to fight together if they couldn't do it.

One minute later, the ghosts in the room were cleaned by the wickers.

They did not stop the search, and immediately nine wickers stretched out into the smoke. There was nothing inside, and no one was there.

But the wickers did not go, and a rustling voice came from outside the door.

In the next second, 102's iron gate was blasted open by countless wickers.

Afterwards, the black mist surrounded this room, and all the wickers touched the floor, ceiling, and windows, covering every inch of the corner of Room 102.

…

The gray world.

Chen Xi's group of nine stayed in the room for a while, and when they watched the blue smoke from the incense burner stretch out to the outside, they walked along the smoke to the playground.

The nine people stood on the playground and looked up at the sky, still a gray sky.

The buildings and forests in the distance are dominated by white and gray tones. Black is the color of the background shadow. The darker the place, the deeper it is.

Standing in the middle of the playground, Chen Xi scanned all directions with yin and yang eyes. He did not see the so-called danger. It seems that the unknown consequences will not affect the gray world.

It was also at this time that Chen Xi saw countless wicker portals beating the ghosts through the real ghosts. In the last scene, he saw the door break, and green wicker squeezed into the house.

Lao Bi also saw his ghost being strangled and said with a solemn expression: "Now you must never return to the real world. Wait for the fourth-level ability to clear the place. Let's wander around in the gray world first. "

Although there will be a level 4 ability to clear the field, Chen Xi's face is still full of worry.

Since the enemy is targeting this level, he will certainly not let Chen Xi go so easily.

Maybe all of this was a temptation to induce Chen Xi to enter the gray world. There should be something waiting for him in the gray world.

Just like the last night when we played the midnight paper boat, Hu Jing was missing and Chen Xi was arranged.

This time, how does the enemy arrange?

When Chen Xi was alert, black mist surged in the shadow of the gray world, and a red willow branch crawled out.

Chen Xi followed the army, Lao Bi was looking for the location of the soul willow.

Although everyone's second level is too bottleneck, Soul Willow will definitely not recognize their battle line, but it is important to regenerate and mature again. It is important to accumulate experience, so the nine people embarked on the journey to find Soul Willow.

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