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"Now, let him die for the first time." Zhou Yu laughed.

Two people who are bound to die, one is called the future and the other is called the past, they are sitting together in front of this stone table called the present, laughing forward and backward.

……

It's also obvious that Blisk couldn't stop this from happening.

The defense of the entrance to the Black Forest is frighteningly high. Even in the original game, the player must be in the middle and late stages of development and recruit an entire company's employees to have the opportunity to pry open the entrance directly.

Faced with this kind of defensive strength, Brisk naturally has no way to solve it by himself.

In fact, he had already expected this. On the one hand, he wanted to attack the entrance to the Black Forest to fight against the impossibility. On the other hand, he also wanted to confirm what changes would happen to the three birds after entering the entrance to the Black Forest.

In the end, he didn't expect that the person who appeared in front of him was actually a pirated player.

At this moment, Blisk actually wanted to find the button to start the day over again. When he realized that there was no such thing in the real world, he was already thinking about what should be on his epitaph. Write something.

But to be serious, Brisk's biggest idea is to think about how to leave this part of the news to Lin Luo.

It is a strange trick for pirated players to appear here, and it was impossible for all the group of friends to think of this before.

For the players, the strength is the point that determines the outcome, but the same is true for the information difference.

It's like the substitute messengers next door, there are no weak substitutes, only weak substitute messengers.At the same time, in the battle of stand-in messengers, whoever has the most information has the most active right to attack.

Due to the mechanism of the apocalypse bird, when the three birds fly into the entrance of the Black Forest, the three birds will be in a state of invincibility and will not have other behaviors.

Therefore, in the end, Blisk could only watch the pirated players walk into the entrance of the Black Forest together with Big Bird.

"Amidst the noisy cries, amidst the terrified screams, someone shouted: 'It's the monster! There's a big, terrible monster in the dark forest!'"

At this moment, Briscoe, Norman, Lemuen...everyone in Rutland City, regardless of their race or identity, heard this voice from an unknown source in their minds.

It was an announcement, an apocalypse, the last bell tolled before the end.

Since then, catastrophe and doom have come together.

The entrance of the Black Forest began to collapse. It was like a palette full of various colors of paint. Under the stirring of the pen, all the colors were mixed together, turning into ugly and ugly colors without aesthetic feeling.

Then, a gigantic monster stepped out of it, its shadow was enough to cover an entire city, like a hill rising from the ground, horrifying and blocking out the sky.

From the body of this monster, it is difficult to find those regular organs. Perhaps from its appearance and limbs, it can be found that the shape is close to the three birds, but if we really want to compare, we can find that these existences are different from the three birds. The gap between them is so big that it can be said that they are two different creatures.

Or it can be put this way - the appearance of this monster is the true inner nature of Santiao.

And this is the monster in the Black Forest—the Apocalypse Bird.

The first claw of the Apocalypse Bird touched the ground, and then the light disappeared from the urban area of ​​Lateran City extremely quickly like a wave receding.

In the next moment, the light invented by humans was replaced by the dazzling brilliance of nature. Successive explosions and meltdowns ignited everything around the electrical appliances. Flame waves rose from the ground like a hurricane, reflecting the earth like a name. For the evil scene of hell.

"Angela?"

Brisk called his secretary softly, but got no response.

He turned on his game system, and then found that the system was disturbed to a certain extent, just like when playing games in the past.

Unlike the Big Bird, the Apocalypse Bird's meltdown ability is more powerful and exaggerated. It can not only affect the machines in the real world, but also restrict the players' systems.

If you think about it this way, it is completely understandable for pirate players to choose to participate in the Apocalypse Bird incident.

It's just that Blisk is still standing here, he didn't choose to retreat or run away, because he knew that this was the inevitable battle he had to face.

The sound of bare feet stepping on the wet sand came from under the Apocalypse Bird, which was extremely clear.

Blisk saw the human body made of chaotic black and gray lines come out. Compared with before, its shape at this moment is closer to that of a human being. Although the facial features on the face are still blurred, there are also fingers and toes. organs.

The pirate player raised his hands, his chest was swollen and shriveled, as if he took a deep breath.

Then, he looked at Blisk, that weird empty smile on his face again.

"Aren't you running?"

He asked Brisk like this, with obvious playfulness in his tone.

But Blisk's complexion became increasingly ugly, because in his line of sight, Blisk could clearly see what the line figure's name was.

"Abnormal Body: Big Eyes"

The pirate player returned to this time again, and his form of existence was one of the three key eggs of the Apocalypse Bird.

In other words, only by killing the pirated player in front of him can the Apocalypse Bird's eggs be destroyed.

All this also confirmed the conjecture Brisk made when the three birds entered the Black Forest.

The long arm should be the soul of Angham, and the small beak...is the heart of Fiameta.

How to say that sentence, the house leaks happen to rain all night, and the hemp rope is broken at the fine point.

"Huh - okay."

Bliss pulled his mask, stepped forward, and faced the pirated player with his arms outstretched: "Cheer up, Director, I'm going to work overtime again."

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Chapter 318 Use your lives as a hymn for my return

Even though it has been less than a year since the group of friends traveled here, their super-high-speed development ability as players has already brought their combat strength to an exaggerated level.

Even if we don't talk about the unique abilities of each player, just in terms of physical strength, players who rely on physical combat at this stage also have the ability to fight against the top group of people on Terra. .

In this case, the impact that the players who give it a go can definitely not be accommodated by a room, a building, or a street.

Their fighting range will be based on urban areas, and they will use all their strength to blast out violent bombardments that can even shake a mobile city.

For the locals facing the world of Terra, the group of friends will more or less have the idea of ​​holding back, just like the feeling of not wanting to experience all the content in one go.

But when confronted with the existence of the same player, the concept of keeping hands is completely impossible to appear.

To put it simply, who will keep their hands in the PVP stage of life and death?

The roaring sounds came and went, and under the sound of countless explosions, there was a mournful cry that had been difficult to find the exact trace of.

The city is falling apart, and the splendor and peace created by countless years is like the unsinkable ship that hit the iceberg, being poured into the cabin by the icy sea water, and dragged into the silent eternal world. In the abyss.

Laughing wildly, grinning grinningly, laughing sharply... the strange and piercing laughter was like the accompaniment of the roaring sound, scattered in this sea of ​​fire and purgatory.

In the burning urban area, a black straight line suddenly appeared in it, like a sharp knife, directly cut the canvas called the real world into an irreparable gully.

The pirate player laughed and galloped forward. He pressed Brisk's shoulders with both hands, pushed him into the ground, and then used it as the bow of an icebreaker, pushing Brisk forward, cutting Open up everything along the way.

Streets, vehicles, pedestrians and even high-rise buildings, all these existences before the road were cut open by this sharp knife and twisted into pieces.

The grotesque and funny black lines exuded malice visible to the naked eye, and the pure mouth and eyes showed a sharp smile. It was obvious that he was enjoying this moment.

In the hands of pirated players, Brisk looked indifferent, and it could even be said that he was doing what he should do calmly.

The meat-sawing steel blade pierced into the body of the pirated player, and each knife could tear off a large piece of flesh from the distorted body. It turned into the sharpest warhead, penetrated into the chest and neck of the pirated players, and scattered these flickering lines like noise.

"It's useless, useless, useless!"

The pirate player released his hands and raised his arms, like a huge pendulum swinging downwards, hitting Brisk's face.

The forward trend was suddenly interrupted, and the originally flat urban ground instantly turned into a sunken deep pit. The foundation made of special metal made a piercing sound when it snapped, and the building standing on it began to collapse and disintegrate from the root. The resulting shock waves spread around, turning the ground into something soft and rotten like plasticine, causing ripples to spread all over it.

"How can mortal swords and guns kill me... No, none of them can hurt me!"

The pirated player stood up from the center of the pit, touched the wound on his body with his hand, and the moment he took his palm away, he could find that these incomplete places had returned to their original state:

"Ignorant and fearless, you still don't understand everything I have done—this body is a god in the world!"

"You seem to be making me laugh."

An indifferent voice came from under the ground, and an arm wrapped in a bloody bandage protruded from the rammed concrete. The sharp steel blade was held tightly in the palm of the hand, and it slashed fiercely at the pirated player. on the thigh.

The blade cut into it, but it didn't make the sound of cutting flesh. Instead, it was more like a knife cutting into a waste paper box.

"At least you are similar to them in one thing."

The pirate player shrugged, stretched out his hand and pinched Brisk's forearm, and pulled it out from the ground: "I don't know awe."

"Laughing to death, it's because I know too much what you are now, so I want to say that you are making me laugh."

Amidst the crackling sound of falling gravel, an old gun was pressed against the pirated player's face-like mouth, and Brisk pulled the trigger, causing countless shrapnel to shatter the opponent's head:

"The precious thing that was resurrected under the guise of a bird's egg with big eyes, even three-dimensional is the same as big eyes, and is still bragging about what kind of god he is."

"Heh, I just like your confidence."

Obviously, for pirate players, the head is just a decoration. Even if it is blasted into amorphous pieces, his voice can still be heard clearly.

In the next second, Blisk's face changed. He threw the firecracker away, took over the steel knife in another hand, and directly chopped off the pirated player's wrist with a wave.

But after breaking away from the shackles, the pirated player's palm continued to cling to Brisk's arm as if it had activated itself, like a poisonous spider that had found its prey.

Without hesitation, Blisk aimed directly at his elbow joint, removed his arm with a knife, and then took out the scorched girl's ego equipment "Light of the Last Match" from the system and directly blew his arm into pieces. ash.

At that moment, Brisk felt a strange suction force appear in the opponent's palm. He could resist this suction force at the beginning, but after a little time passed, Brisk immediately noticed it. My own spirit is rapidly becoming exhausted, and my resistance to suction has begun to decline.

Briscoe immediately thought of something that Lin Luo had hinted at, so he did not choose to remove the opponent's palm directly, but chose to solve the problem by cutting off the wrist of a strong man.

"Responds very quickly."

The pirated player was like a ghost, and when Blisk completed these actions at an extremely fast speed, he had already stuck to Blisk's side: "Did someone tell you this long ago?"

Da da da--

A series of short bursts came from a distance, several bullets pierced the air, and under the situation where Brisk and the pirated player were almost face to face, all of them hit the pirated player's body without any of them hitting Brisk.

These bursts of fire briefly separated the pirated player from Blisk, and during this window period, Blisk pulled out an ordinary-looking revolver from his waist, and pulled it down with his thumb. Hammer.

But he didn't aim the pistol at the pirate player, but aimed it at his own temple, and then decisively pulled the trigger.

After a gunshot, the wound on Brisk's severed limb stopped bleeding immediately, and a new fleshy membrane directly grew to cover the severed area at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, a sac full of blood vessels appeared on the severed limb, which broke open after inflating several times, and inside it was the same arm as Brisk before.

Among the many technologies of Lobotomy Corporation, there is a technology of special bullets, and the physical healing bullets in it can heal various traumas.

The pirated player also readjusted his posture at this time. He touched the bullet holes on his body and whistled:

"It's as accurate as I used to be."

The positions of these bullet holes are not above the vital points of the normal human body, more like the positions where water was accidentally dropped on it.

However, judging from the performance of pirated players, this kind of shooting actually poses a greater threat than Brisk's direct headshot.

"The cheating also caused you to hallucinate, right?"

Even though the arm had just been reborn, Blisk took the initiative to attack again without any scruples, rushing towards the weird pirate player in front of him.

But before the two collided again, another shock enough to lift the entire city into the sky was transmitted here.

The already devastated ground was directly cracked, and through those gaps, it could be seen that the mechanical structure of the lower urban area had completely collapsed, and the original surface was also cracked.

After the factory equipment melted down, there were no safety measures for normal operation, and the pipeline full of high-energy stones finally couldn't bear the pressure, and continuous explosions began to plow the foundation of Lateran City.

And in the sky-high firelight, the terrifying figure of the Apocalypse Bird is stretching out, just like the final incarnation that brings catastrophe and destruction in the theory of doomsday.

"I can spend the whole day here with you." There was one eye on the pirate player's face looking back, and then said in a frivolous tone: "But it, have you guys thought about how to solve it?"

Without saying a word, Blisk attacked the pirated players with a crazier gesture.

If it were someone else, they might really be worried about the disaster caused by the Apocalypse Bird, but Brisk knew it very clearly.

No one can stop the Apocalypse Bird, the only way is to dispose of those eggs.

And you pirate players use bird eggs to resurrect, so solving you is the key to solving the problem.

This is an extremely calm and even cold judgment, but for the supervisor, this is the responsibility he needs to bear.

The meat saw cut forward, and the increasingly insane emotions began to awaken the core of the abnormal body.

——"Abandon reason, embrace fury."

"Okay, then let's continue this interesting game."

Pirate players floated closer to Blisk: "Use the entire Lateran, and your lives, to turn it into a hymn of my return."

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Chapter 319: Wait a minute, I will fight you in 2P

Norman bit a bullet casing full of burn marks, letting the smell of gunpowder smoke flow from his nasal cavity to his lungs along his breath.