This endless world

——Two days after the Zhongzhou team entered.

This is a cemetery on a hillside, surrounded by overgrown weeds. It has obviously been abandoned for an unknown period of time.

But tonight, this deserted cemetery has welcomed many uninvited guests. They are fat and thin, tall and short. Many of them have their backs hunched and let out a few heavy breathing sounds from time to time, which seems to be suppressing them. What are you wearing?

But without exception, they all wore different styles of cloaks.

The group of people gathered in the cemetery covered their bodies tightly with cloaks, as if they were avoiding the bright moonlight in the sky.

Among this group of mysterious people wearing cloaks, there are eleven men and women who are dressed incompatibly. Several of them wear the same black robes, while the rest wear a variety of clothes and maintain the same posture at the same time. ——My eyes were dull, looking straight ahead.

Surprisingly, the cloaked men around them seemed not to notice them and simply ignored their abrupt attire.

A dark, naked man with sharp muscles on his body that made people wonder if his muscles would burst out of his body. He took a deep breath of air and laughed: "The world of Harry Potter is a modern one." A technological society, right? Haha, although it’s not near our hometown, it’s much better than the extremely cold sea water… Let that damn big octopus go to hell!”

In the center of these eleven people, a handsome young monk read out the mission of the main god on his watch: "Since the Central Continent team entered this world, the timer has started. Participate in the killing of Albus within thirty days - Dumbledore, if completed, the team will be rewarded with a C-level branch plot and 3,000 reward points; if it fails, the same branch plot and reward points will be deducted, and the team will randomly kill three people. Regardless of the success or failure of the mission, the team members will be reincarnated thirty days later. All returned to the main god space..."

"Team Zhongzhou entered this world two days ago, so the mission time left for us is only twenty-eight days... Team Zhongzhou?"

The little monk silently repeated the name of the Zhongzhou Team, and then as if he remembered something, he asked a fair-skinned beauty wearing Indian clothes next to him: "Xue Nai, do you have any impression of the Zhongzhou Team? I have never had any before. I’ve heard information about this team.”

The fair-skinned beauty named Xuenai closed her eyes and thought for a moment, then replied respectfully: "No, captain, the Zhongzhou team should be the team that recently joined the team battle... It is possible that the overall quality of their personnel is not high. In the previous Groups have been wiped out constantly in horror movies, but only now have three members unlocked the genetic lock and reached the standard for the first team battle.”

"That 80% chance will not be our opponent. Next, we will take annihilating them as our primary goal."

The young monk sneered: "A team like this for the first team battle is only worthy of moaning and groaning at our feet."

"Our Indian team is a team that has experienced three team battles. Even among all the reincarnation teams in the main god space, it is by no means weak... Hehe, the Zhongzhou team is just a skinny sheep that has not yet grown up. Obviously the land area is still the population. The number should be the largest, but the result is so disastrous.”

"Captain, why don't you underestimate the Zhongzhou team?"

Another brown-haired young man with slightly dark skin said: "After all, we only entered two days after them."

The young monk frowned, obviously unhappy with the rebuttal: "Lamb, you have crossed the line..."

"Know your identity...don't think that you can talk to me like this because you have Brahmin blood in your body!"

In an instant, a terrifying coercion emanated from the young monk, and this pressure brought with it a sense of sacredness and majesty. The rest of the people didn't realize it yet, but Lamb, who was targeted, just met the young monk's gaze, and cold sweat poured out of his back automatically. After a long time, he whispered in a mosquito-like whisper: "I, I know. Sorry... Captain."

The little monk glanced at Lamb arrogantly again, and then slowly withdrew his pressure. The moment he withdrew it, the brown-haired young man almost sat down on the ground, looking quite embarrassed.

"Trash, you haven't even unlocked the first-level gene lock, how dare you speak to me like that?"

The little monk snorted with his nostrils: "What do you idiots know? The total duration of this horror movie is only thirty days. Entering two days in advance is already a great favor given to them by the Lord God... Celasti, you What do you say?"

As he spoke, the young monk looked at a petite woman on the edge of the team, his words full of arrogance.

"You are right, Shiva-Gandva."

The woman called Celesti pulled down her hood and avoided the young monk's gaze: "But it's better to be careful. The reason why I haven't heard of their name before may also be because the Zhongzhou team is a team. A team of breeders... Judging from their geographical location and the number of people in the country, this possibility also exists."

"Breeding team? It's indeed possible..."

Compared with Lamb's way of speaking, Celesty's language art is obviously much more advanced. The little monk thought for a while and said: "Then keep a distance from them first. Celesty, you can find a chance to test it yourself when the time comes." Let’s take a look at the strength of the Central Continent team. If they are indeed a breeding team, then we will deal with them in the same way as the reincarnation team when their strength levels are the same.”

"But if the Central Continent team is really a reincarnation team participating in a team battle for the first time... then just destroy them as a team!"

Seeing Celesti nodding in agreement, the young monk added: "It's almost time for the main god's protective shield... Arot, why are you not recovered yet? It will take so long to check the quality of the four hypnotized newcomers. ?"

The person he called Arot was a blond European man wearing a doctor's uniform. He was currently standing in front of the two men and two women wearing silk robes, looking at something, and occasionally making a rough sound or two. respite.

Xuenai used a spiritual chain to connect himself and the young monk alone, and said secretly: "Captain, Alot's mental state is a little bit wrong today. He seems to be more likely to fall into madness than usual... I have tried my best to suppress him. consciousness."

Hearing this, the little monk subconsciously looked up at the moon in the sky: "That's not surprising. This world is the Harry Potter world. Not only are there werewolves in this world, but there is also a saying that the moon is It has magical power and will bring out the more ferocious power of the werewolf."

"When Arot was first strengthened, in order to seek greater destructive power and satisfy his bloodthirsty desire, he deliberately chose a bloodline called "Demon Blood Werewolf". The explanation given by the Lord God was that it incorporated the mutation A blood werewolf possesses destructive power that far exceeds that of an ordinary werewolf. At the same time, it can continuously evolve by absorbing the blood of strong men, and it can also restore itself by absorbing large amounts of blood."

Xuenai suddenly realized: "No wonder Captain, you have always asked me to suppress his spirit. It seems that the bloodline exchange with the Lord God has pros and cons. Although this demon-blood werewolf bloodline has more powerful destructive power and recovery ability, it is also It will make him mentally weaker and find it difficult to control his bloodlust."

"So, always monitor his mental condition. It's not time for him to lose control yet... A good dog, of course, should be released to bite people at the right time."

The little monk's laughter in the chain of soul was so cold.