Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

The procession for the midnight ritual marched down the street.

Walk past houses where many players are hiding.

Let many players continue to associate.

Many players summoned up their courage, took the first step, and stepped out of the house.

Every player who joins the team has been warmly received by the sea people.

They put all the players in the center of the team, and they stood on the sides, like bodyguards, to prevent the players from being hurt by the monsters in the dark.

The players who came out gladly accepted this treatment.

Obviously, Qiuchen's actions encouraged many players.

Make them less fearful and resistant to prompts that violate the game.

Obviously, there is a problem with the reminder that you can't participate in the midnight ritual.

There may be other problems as well.

But I just don't know where the problem is? ?

A few players put on a familiar look and tried to talk to Qiu Chen.

Want to get more information from him.

After all, he is the first player who dares to follow these weirdos, so he must have many unknown secrets.

Qiu Chen faced their enthusiasm, but ignored it.

It is a virtue to be tolerant of the dying.

There is no need to waste time saying something.

To be honest, Qiu Chen didn't know what to say to these people.

In his opinion, these players are already dead.

Even if they are still alive, they have been foretelled to die. The only thing they can do is to wait for death to come and choose a better death.

It is useless to share information and encourage them to resist the game.

They are sacrifices.

Exposing the empire to the space of reincarnation for the sake of a group of unknown people is not worth the loss.

Any communication with them will make Qiu Chen feel a little uneasy.

As if he was the one who murdered these people.

He knew that this was the mechanism of the reincarnation game.

But there was no way to get rid of his guilt.

He took Lite and Si away, and the players who stayed here would all become sacrifices to the two forces.

Qiu Chen could imagine how they would curse him.

From their mouths come the craziest, most malevolent language that man can create.

Use all language to accuse Qiu Chen and the others of taking away their chance to live.

Don't feel unreasonable.

Human beings are like that.

In the face of living, there is no right or wrong.

Might as well not say a word to them.

Regarding Qiu Chen's silence, those players had no choice but to give up after trying several times.

There is a fixed number of escape places and times in the instance.

One more person who knows how to clear the customs, the more crisis.

It's better to hide it yourself.

Some players quietly took out props.

Decided to closely monitor Qiu Chen's every move.

Some ruthless players are already secretly preparing how to torture the information they want.

Players who dare to take risks and seek a glimmer of life are always a minority.

Many players tend to be conservative and cautious, hiding in the house and not coming out.

Even with the precedent of Qiuchen, there are still so many players going out, they didn't make risky decisions in the first place.

They hid in the dark, preparing to use props to observe what would happen to the players who participated in the midnight ceremony.

Even if those players get the information, they can also get it from the opponent.

There are many ways to trade, threaten, cooperate, and obtain intelligence, and there is no need to risk yourself.

Like those players who came out, Qiu Chen was naturally the focus of their attention.

He was too prominent.

He is the only one among the many players who dares to call Haimin brothers and sisters, and dares to go to the midnight sacrifice as promised.

Qiu Chen could feel that there were hundreds of peeping eyes watching his every move.

Everyone thinks that he has more clues in his hands.

They were right in their guesses.

The analysis of the dungeon model has reached 80%, after a while Qiuchen will have mastered all the elements of customs clearance.

Qiu Chen didn't care about those guys' prying eyes.

He just quietly released multiple proton detectors to collect more information so that he could leave the dungeon more smoothly tomorrow. At the same time, he also collected enough information to allow the empire to build a more complete data model for the reincarnation game.

Through the proton detector, Qiuchen discovered that the number of sea dwellers participating in the midnight ceremony was beyond imagination.

Dozens of times more than those seen during the day.

They are all wearing weird clothes, wrapping themselves inside, refusing to show any body, only the round, smooth head with gills is exposed.

Such means can block the eyes of ordinary people.

For Qiuchen, it was no trouble.

With the help of high-dimensional vision, he can see the body and details inside the clothes.

The concave and convex curves, the tall and delicate hump, the body covered with scales, and the dorsal fin growing on the back of the head and the spine, all of which show the fact that these sea dwellers are not normal humans.

The body organs in the body are very different from humans, and even between them.

Some people's mutations are very serious, while others are very mild, and human organs can still be seen.

The body structure of those sea dwellers fully demonstrated the process of human beings gradually evolving into those fish-like creatures.

Some remain in the elementary stages, some go deeper, and some are completely transformed.

The ugly appearance of those sea people covered in clothes is disgusting and repulsive.

Even with the high technology of the empire, the fear and loathing of these creatures still grew uncontrollably from the bottom of Qiu Chen's heart.

It took him a lot of effort to keep the smile on his face and his tone calm.

He was still chatting with those sea dwellers, guessing more clues from their expressions and tone, and restoring the truth about the island of sacrifice.

The team went a long way.

The dilapidated streets, on both sides are decayed and swallowed by darkness, and only the horrible silhouettes of houses can be seen.

They lie on both sides of the street, accumulating years, and have become dilapidated.

But they still stand tenaciously.

Watch those ignorant players and those sea folk go to self-destruction.

There were no lights or candles on the street, and it was pitch black everywhere.

Only eerie whispers and those wriggling shadows.

Players are holding props in their hands, even if they are surrounded by sea people, there will be no danger, they are always ready to make a move

The team walked out of the area where the sea dwellers lived and walked to the depths of the island.

Strange howling sounds sounded from all sides of the island, as if some ancient existence was declaring its territory.

The team ran into some minor problems along the way.

Clashes broke out in the business district during the day, and players who were killed were strangely resurrected.

They appeared near the line and tried to join it.

At the beginning, players only thought that they had surrogate props or resurrection props in their hands.

Such props are very precious.

But as long as you think of a way, you can always get it.

But soon, the players discovered something was wrong.

The wounds on those who came back from the dead did not heal.

It was always on the body, and the flesh and blood pulled out from the wound was still covered with dust.

The only difference is that the blood-dried wound no longer bleeds and turns bruised purple.

Their faces look weird, with hard expressions. When the player looks at them, they will turn around suddenly, meet the player's eyes, and then show a weird and hard smile.

They stood in the dark, staring at the many players passing by with their godless eyes, and smiled strangely at the players who looked at them.

Players who came back from the dead were not accepted.

The sea people, who kept a welcoming attitude towards the players, were very irritable to those people who stood up again.

When they saw the dead approaching the team, they would make eerie noises, with anger and fear on their faces.

Seeing that the dead did not leave, the sea folk took out the talisman with strange runes, and recited the strange syllables that humans cannot shout.

Those bytes have a strange magic power like some ancient spell.

Hearing the voice of the Sea People, the dead fled, and hid again in the darkness.

All this did not escape Qiu Chen's eyes.

Through the proton detectors scattered all over the island, he witnessed the whole process of those dead people standing up.

Every dead player is resurrected.

They moved the stiff corpses, some stood far away, watching the formation of sea people, and some walked towards the ancient temple dedicated to the one-eyed stone carving.

Several players who had just died were thrown there as sacrifices.

The road ahead is fine.

After expelling the dead once, those guys didn't get in the way anymore.

The sea people brought everyone to the beach.

In the middle of the night, the fishy sea breeze whistled like a knife, making people slightly painful.

In one place a high pile of firewood had been erected.

As the torch was put into the fire, the flames rose up, and the raging flames illuminated a large area.

A majestic sculpture appeared in front of many players.

Soggy, like it's just been shipped from the ocean.

The silhouette looks like an ape-like monster.

The head is like the face of an octopus, covered with countless eyes.

There is a large group of wriggling and curling tentacles at the chin position.

There is also a pair of slender and narrow wings without feathers behind.

This monstrous sculpture, at first glance, is full of terrifying and otherworldly malevolence.

The whole body still looks a little swollen and swollen.

It stood on an ancient black bedrock, its weird legs clasped the front edge of the base, and protruded a quarter of its length to the bottom of the base.

The monstrous, oval animal head was bowed forward, and its countless eyes were looking down at the ground.

As long as the players look up, they will see those malicious eyes.

Many players immediately regretted coming here.

The statue made them very uncomfortable.

But now there is no chance to regret it, they can only bite the bullet and continue.

No one knows what the consequences of escaping the ritual will be.

Maybe it will be killed by those dead in the dark.

And now it's just uncomfortable, not a big problem at all.

The Sea Folk wearing a triple crown holds a strange scepter carved with intricate runes.

He walked to the side of the fire.

Several sea dwellers placed a stone tablet with complex figures in front of them.

With a hoarse voice, he chanted the spells that existed before human beings were born, calling for those weird envoys hidden in unknown places, begging for their coming and guidance.

Qiuchen stood in the crowd, and the imperial intelligence system deciphered the spell that the seaman yelled.

Funagurui, Mugurunafu, Cthulhu, Raliyah, Wagner, Fudagan.

The voice of the seaman who was in charge of the sacrifice did not sound like a human being could make at all.

Full of animal rage and orgy.

Echoed in the dark night sky, like the whisper of a demon.

Like a strange voice from an abyss of twisted desire and endless darkness.

Every player who heard the spell felt the precipitation of that vast time.

The players were full of vigilance at first, but the power of the spell soon permeated every cell of them.

The nameless will pulls them, allowing them to roam in the chaos without time and space.

In a trance, witnessing the birth and destruction of one universe after another.

Light turned into matter, nebulae turned into stars and planets, and destroyed again after endless ages.

The ultimate cycle of the universe is going on again and again in vain.

All things are destroyed and reborn from chaos.

After the darkness devours everything, matter and light are reborn in the darkness again.

Everything existed and disappeared, and everything existed and disappeared.

Eternally going round and round, returning to the origin that is not the origin.

Every player feels the infinity of time and his own insignificance.

Where were they born?

Where are they headed?

What's the point of a short life?

Amid the sound of incantations, some players shed tears.

They feel that they are as small as ants.

A short life is meaningless.

No amount of hard work and struggle will eventually usher in death.

Their eyes became blurred, immersed in the vast, infinite feeling brought by the spell.

Longing to merge with that nameless will and enjoy the endless eternity.

The nature of the universe is cold and merciless, its vastness and mysteries may be beyond their wisdom to comprehend.

Everything about human beings is meaningless in front of that great will.

Human civilization is just a fleeting illusion, and daily life is just an illusion of self-deception.

Their existence is meaningless.

Some players who realized that they were about to have mental problems looked terrified and used props to protect themselves.

However, what they did didn't help.

Fragile reason is doomed to collapse in the face of endless desires.

Those desires come from themselves, and it is impossible for props to attack their souls and strip them out.

Men can conquer the dark and the ocean, but they can never conquer their own hearts.

Desire is like a beast, bound by the shackles of reason.

Once they break free, they will be devoured.

Their souls and thoughts are their own, and the choice is theirs.

But just like water must flow to low-lying places, their thoughts and souls are also destined to be integrated into that great will.

Who can bear to be as small as an ant?

Who can bear to enjoy the short lifespan of a few decades, and then die desolately?

Who doesn't long for eternity?

The player's mind is screaming, wanting to flee far away.

Their desires impel them to embrace that nameless will, to enjoy the eternity that all things desire.

To escape the cowardice and ignorance of being mortal and to become one with the eternal, all-knowing, unimaginable being.

Among the many players, only Qiuchen was not affected.

With absolute calm, he suppressed all kinds of weird thoughts emerging in his heart.

Those ancient existences are affecting his soul, trying to assimilate it.

However, in the universe of the heavens, they are not the only ones who can do such things.

That one's divine will protected Qiuchen's soul.

Keep him from falling into the endless darkness.

That is the belief composed of endless human beings, powerful enough to shake the eternal and immortal existence.

The will induced by the spell is only deceiving those ignorant players.

Tempting them to give everything and get nothing.

Imperial intelligence systems are still deciphering the spells chanted by the Sea Folk.

Those strange syllables were no different from the many Warp spells the Empire had collected in the Warp.

The only difference is that the target of the spell is different.

Qiu Chen watched all this.

Let Proton Observer upload everything recorded.

He had a feeling in his heart that the essence of the reincarnation game might be involved behind the sacrifice island.

The ceremony went very strangely.

Players who originally wanted to find some clues became fanatical. They were conquered by the vast will and willingly became his slaves and followers.

At the end of the ceremony, the Haimin priest held out the so-called holy water.

A sea-folk in robes distributes bowls and holy water to everyone attending the ceremony.

[Gene infection components have been detected, do not use. The detailed ingredients have been uploaded, please wait patiently for database matching and analysis. 】

When Qiuchen got his bowl of holy water.

A prompt popped up from the Imperial Intelligence System.

Genetic infection is not a new term.

Genetic infection is an extremely high-end infiltration method, which is difficult for low-level civilized natives to imagine.

It will directly affect the complex genetic chain of the organism, essentially modifying the genetic data of the organism, thereby polluting the gene pool and transforming a race.

No matter what the method is, genetic infection will change the host's physical and psychological state in a short period of time.

They will forget the process of infection, and submit to the will of the mother, becoming their faithful slaves.

If I had to describe it properly, it would be that after the tsundere girl was forcefully tamed by Huang Mao, she became irreversibly dependent. She abandoned her childhood sweetheart who had sworn to each other, thinking that Huang Mao was the true love of her life.

The same is true for gene infection, no matter how much you resist before, after the gene is infected, it will change.

Drinking this so-called holy water should have completed the sacrifice step.

These players are no longer players, but puppets of that weird god.

Qiuchen used props to store the so-called holy water, and made an appearance of drinking it.

Players who have fallen into a frenzy have no idea what these so-called holy water are.

Some cautious players choose to watch other players drink it first, and then use props to test it, and then drink it after confirming that there is no problem.

The holy water does not bring any danger at first, but instead enhances the player's strength.

It's like evolution fluid.

This made many players feel lucky and felt that it was a reward for the hidden mission.

Uninformed, they are completely unaware of how this so-called holy water works.

Looking at the excitement on the faces of those players, Qiu Chen thought of the exchange of reincarnation space.

Those evolution fluids will also enhance those players at the genetic level.

But it will not distort the thoughts of those players.

Could it be that the players haven't been identified yet, so they can't be clearly branded as individuals.

It also means that behind the reincarnation game is not just one camp, but multiple camps.

Using a method that the world cannot understand, the cake of this universe is divided.

After the holy water ceremony was completed, it was already early morning.

The mighty team returned along the same road.

Before halfway through the journey, the firelight reflected in the sky attracted the attention of the players participating in the ceremony.

"what happened?"

"There's a flare over town."

"Hurry up, go back and have a look."

Qiu Chen didn't pay attention to those movements.

He had already seen what was happening over there from the proton detector.

The abandoned towns whose buildings were about to collapse were completely bustling with the silence just now.

Flames and explosions are endless.

The player's shouts and the sounds of props are mixed together, echoing in the dark night sky.

The weird temple shot a weird light towards the sky.

A terrible rift was torn in the sky.

The terrifying giant eye as huge as a mountain peeps at the world from the crack.

The horrible and profane scene made countless people tremble with fear.

No sane person could witness such a scene and remain indifferent.

The ragged dead walked the streets with fresh dirt and vegetation debris.

It has become the kingdom of the dead.

They attack all living things, venting their hatred and desire for living people.

The players are in a mess, running around, avoiding the attack of the dead.

Their props are not of much use to the dead.

They are dead, and they cannot die again.

Some clever players will try to dismantle them, but with the strange light, the remains of the dead will gather again to form a brand new body.

The dead player stood up again.

They can still use those redeemed items.

Facing these dead who have immortal bodies and can use props, how can living players be opponents.

There is death and chaos everywhere.

The sound of fighting sounded, and the screams before dying continued to sound.

That strange one-eyed eye in the sky exudes maddening profanity, and the will contained in it is creepy.

It directs the dead to attack the living.

Players fight against the darkness while fighting, as long as there is a slight slack, they will be dragged into death.

The only exceptions are those players who drink holy water.

The dead ignored them and the fish-smelling seafolk and showed disgust.

The return of the Sea Folk brings the chaotic inhabitants under control.

They took out the props that expelled the dead before, chanted the ancient spell again, and drove the dead back into the darkness.

Qiuchen left the team and rushed to the place where Lite and Si were under the guidance of Proton.

They are now in a ruin.

At this time, Si was covered with scars, and his strong and powerful body was covered with shocking wounds.

Among the many players in the sacrificial island dungeon, the combat power of the division is considered to be the top handful.

Possesses animalization skills that can enhance combat power.

Can take the form of fearsome beasts, tearing apart the dead who dare to attack them.

Facing those weird and almost indestructible monsters, he still suffered a lot of injuries.

Hearing the sound of footsteps in the darkness, Si stood up abruptly, leaving Lite, who was bandaging his wound, stunned.

"Who?" Si growled like a beast whose territory had been offended.

"Don't be nervous, it's me." Qiu Chen came out of the darkness holding a lantern.

"You're back?"

Seeing Qiu Chen's appearance, Lite's tone was filled with excitement.

Si breathed a sigh of relief, sat down again, and let Lite bandage his wound.

Qiu Chen walked to Si's side, checked the other's injuries, and handed over a bottle of nano-healing liquid produced by the empire to him.

The nano-healing liquid has a miraculous effect on tearing wounds where no subspace energy remains and cells are not destroyed from the molecular structure.

All wounds can be healed within ten minutes.

After applying it, Si felt that the wound was itchy, which was a sign that the granulation was healing the wound.

"It seems that whether you stay in the town or go to the Midnight Ceremony, you will be in danger." Qiu Chen said in a low voice.

Lite put away the bandages and other things on his hands, and asked, "What's wrong with the Midnight Ritual?"

While the ceremony was in progress, the area was disturbed by inexplicable forces, and those who tried to use the props were unable to see what happened.

Qiu Chen didn't hide from them either, but told them everything he saw.

"Gene infection?" Si's face showed a blank look.

Let him fight, he's good at it.

Letting him understand those complicated and difficult scientific vocabulary is as indistinguishable as killing him.

The term genetic infection was something he couldn't comprehend.

"It is to transform the opponent into a new race through infection at the genetic level." Qiu Chen said in a low voice: "This kind of biotechnology is already out of reach for you."

Qiu Chen didn't explain further.

After letting the two out of the game copy, use what you gave to slowly understand.

After resting for a while, it was dawn.

The sun did not come out, and a strange thick fog enveloped the entire island.

More than three meters, you can not see the road.

What's even more weird is that the dense fog also has the effect of absorbing sound, and shouting can't travel very far.

After last night's battle, the number of players was reduced by one-third, and the ruins and corpses left by the battle were everywhere.

At night, the corpses are sure to be resurrected.

At that time, it will be another terrible crisis.

Players who drank the holy water went around, helping those who were injured, encouraging them to attend the midnight ritual at night.

Several players tried to contact Qiuchen, exchanging props for more information.

Qiu Chen led Li Te and Si to get rid of them with dense fog and illusions, and those peeping eyes, used illusions to deceive all the props.

The three of them headed straight for the temple.

Qiu Chen has collected the information he wants.

Prepare to go through the customs clearance process directly and leave this instance.

"You said there are two gods enshrined on this island?" Hearing Qiu Chen's story about the origins of the island, Lite asked in confusion.

"Yes, two gods, one who transforms humans into half-men and half-fish and one who drives the dead, the players are sacrifices to them, and the sacrifice belongs to whose servant wins. Military base The staff and the passengers who died tragically in the background were all dedicated to the god who controlled the dead. Then the god of the sea people returned to this place to snatch the sacrifices of the players."

Qiu Chen briefly explained the mission mechanism of the Sacrifice Island dungeon.

"Two gods? Snatching sacrifices in the copy of the game??" Si's face showed confusion.

"For you, it is a game dungeon facing a life-and-death crisis. To those behind the scenes of the reincarnation game, it is just a trivial sacrifice. Every dungeon is like this. Those game coins and props are all It's the bones that those guys give players after enjoying their feast."

"The pursuit of each dungeon is to make players desperate and powerless to the maximum extent, and then let a few players pass the level to survive and gain powerful power, so that people can see the hope of game clearance and the powerful power of those players, thus inspiring The desire of human nature makes them offer wonderful and bloody sacrifices again and again."

Qiu Chen explained to the two the true meaning of the copy of the reincarnation game, while running tasks according to the process.

Throw the corpse of the seaman to the altar of the one-eyed sculpture, and then depict the weird runes in the temple of the one-eyed sculpture next to the weird sculpture by the sea.

Then steal the sea folk's amulets with weird runes.

Melee broke out.

Without the protection of the amulet.

The Sea Folk no longer enjoyed special treatment, and the dead came from far and wide, trying to kill them all.

After finishing all this, Qiu Chen took the two of them to the military base.

The way to leave the copy of the island of sacrifice is there.

"Assisting the islanders in the sacrifice is a multiple-choice question. We can help the seamen or the dead. If we help the seamen, we will pour the dead into holy water during the second sacrifice and use the seamen It’s enough to dismember the dead with weapons and bury them in the ground. To save trouble, I chose the side of the dead, so I don’t have to wait until night.”

Leeteuk: . .

manage:.

The players suffered heavy casualties and were unable to explore it.

You are still picking and choosing here, and you need a way to save trouble.

"I didn't know you would come here. The goddess of fate really favored me and made me bet right again."

Just opened the metal gate of the military base.

A flat, confident voice came from inside.

A man sits on a chair facing the gate of the base and plays with a dagger in his hand

He looked at the three people who walked in, his eyes full of amusement.

It was as if everything was under his control.

It was Su Xiao who came.

When Qiuchen created illusions, avoided everyone's sight, and started to go through the customs clearance process.

Su Xiao immediately noticed something was wrong.

His talent is illusion, and he quickly found clues that did not match reality.

He quickly guessed that the other party should be sure of clearing the level, so he avoided everyone's eyes.

But the mist stopped him from looking for Zhen Qiuchen.

Finally, Su Xiao made a judgment based on the information in his hands.

The last place to escape from the dungeon should be the base.

The military set up a base there, most likely there to study the weirdness of the island and house some special things.

Qiu Chen glanced at him.

The other party was playing with the dagger, and there was a look of playfulness in his eyes.

It was as if everything was working the way he envisioned.

"So what if you guessed right? I won't take you away." Qiu Chen said lightly: "To be honest, if I were you, I would rather not know about this, so that I could die more happily. Now you Knowing how to leave, but you can't leave, isn't this the saddest thing?"

"You can't choose this matter." Su Xiao stood up, a terrifying aura radiated from his body, and the air temperature dropped a few degrees, making people feel fearful.

Looking at the other party's appearance, Qiu Chen couldn't help but burst into a smile.

"Then what do you want?"

"Either take me with you, or die here together."

Su Xiao's expression darkened, and his eyes became colder and colder.

"The problem is that I don't want to take a rotten person like you away, and I don't want to die here. Can I trouble you to go away?" Qiu Chen said lightly.

"If you don't drink the toast, you have to drink as a punishment. If you don't want to take me away, you can only knock me down and step over my body, but can you do it?"

When he said these words, Su Xiao's body oozes out an extremely cold killing intent.

No one can prevent him from living, and no one can prevent him from ascending to the supreme position of the reincarnation game.

Those who block me, Su Xiao, will die.

die.

die.

"As you wish." Qiu Chen shook his head, "I've never seen such a request."

As soon as the words fell, he had already turned into an afterimage.

He has fought and fought in the foggy world for many years, and has received the blessings of many technologies from the empire.

How could a fool fooled by the reincarnation game be his opponent! !

No props were used, just a sweep with a whip leg.

Su Xiao, who threatened, flew up.

Hit the side wall.

There was a loud bang.

All the bones in his body were broken, and half of his body collapsed, embedded in the wall, which looked horrible.

If it wasn't for the player's strong physical fitness and some protective props, he would have died suddenly on the spot with a kick from Qiuchen.

The incomparable pain made Su Xiao groan, and blood foam kept gushing from his mouth.

He never thought that the opponent was so strong.

A-level talent, many props were blown away by the opponent before they could be used.

Qiuchen walked to Su Xiao's side, dragged out the other's broken body, still in the middle of the passage, then stepped on the other's face and walked over.

"This is what you want, step on your body, don't thank me."

puff!

Su Xiao was so angry that he vomited blood again.

Lite and Si followed closely behind, stepped on each other's face, and walked over.

"You're welcome."

"You're welcome."

Su Xiao stared at those red eyes, such shame and humiliation made him almost go crazy.

He coughed and fumbled out a bottle of potion, poured it on his broken body with difficulty.

This is the top-level potion he treasured, and he paid a lot of money to get it.

The recovery of the broken body is visible to the naked eye.

He watched the few people who walked into the depths of the base, showing incomparable resentment.

The three of Qiuchen expressed that they didn't care about this.

A self-righteous fool who thinks everything should revolve around him.

Nothing to be concerned about.

Below the military base there are several levels of heavily cordoned off areas.

A key is required to open.

This is not a problem for Qiuchen.

They went deep all the way without encountering any crisis.

The biological specimens soaked in glass jars on the next few floors also show that the military at that time had research on the dead and sea people.

The half-man, half-fish creatures and those who died had specimens soaked in it.

Qiuchen asked the proton detector to read the relevant data, packed it away, and handed it over to the professional department of the empire for research.

Follow the tunnel built at the base all the way, and finally came to a stone tunnel.

Below the base is a very wide underground cave.

There is a black portal made of unknown materials.

Countless strange and incomprehensible obscure runes are scattered throughout the cave.

This is the place to escape.

Qiuchen inserted the obtained props into the huge grooves of the portal one by one, activated the portal and prepared to leave.

On the island of sacrifice, the massacre and transformation have reached their climax.

The player who swallowed the holy water screamed in pain.

The scales pierced through their flesh and covered their body surface.

The place of the spine is bloody, and the fins grow from the back.

After the teeth fell out, sharp teeth like steel needles grew out.

The sound it makes is also like the roar of other sea people.

More and more dead crawled out of the ground, driven by the eternal will, to attack the living, biting their flesh and blood and soul.

The will of the sea and the will of death have clashed.

Their followers also waged war at this moment.

And all this shows the essence of the game of reincarnation, as well as the eternal existence behind the scenes to snatch the sacrifices and those eternal wars.

Following Qiu Chen's operation, strange rays of light also shot out from the sky, as if a cracked dam could no longer stop the pouring of the flood.

Cold darkness emerges from the depths of the base, revealing a rumbling hunger for fresh flesh and soul.

As soon as the three of Qiuchen leave, all the remaining players will become sacrifices.

Two forces will rob these delicious souls that have been cultivated for a long time.

Let them offer an unimaginable bloody feast in despair and helplessness.

Footsteps sounded in the corridor of the base.

Su Xiao, who had recovered, ran wildly.

His eyes were filled with the desire to live.

When he stepped into the tunnel connected to the cave, he saw that the strange runes deep in the cave had been activated one after another, and the portal seemed to be covered with a black film.

The way out is opened.

The three stood in front of the portal, ready to leave the instance.

"I'm more useful than them, take me with you."

"Take me with you."

Su Xiao growled.

He rushed from the end of the corridor of the military base as fast as he could.

"Let me live, I beg of you." Su Xiao growled, his eyes splitting, he couldn't die, he absolutely couldn't die in such a place.

He wants to live.

Must survive.

He doesn't want to die.

Extraordinary strength.

The supreme power overlooking the whole world,

Those women who were once proud but knelt in front of him.

He has just tasted all these good things, why should he die here.

He is not reconciled.

Not reconciled.

The howling Su Xiao exhausted the fastest speed in his life and rushed to the cave. When he reached the entrance of the cave, he was knocked away by an invisible force.

With his back against the empire, Qiu Chen had unimaginably many props in his hand.

There are still props to create an absolute barrier.

"Why do you want to do this!!" Su Xiao's tears and nose flowed together, beating the barrier and begging desperately, "Please, let me live, please."

"As long as I live, I am willing to do anything, I am willing to be your slave, to be your servant, please."

In the face of the threat of death, Su Xiao, who was once proud, believed in the strong eating the weak, and believed that he should do whatever he wanted, was begging for a bone that would allow him to live like a wild dog thrown by the side of the road.

"I said, I won't take a rotten person like you away." Standing in front of the black portal, Qiu Chen said in a contemptuous tone: "People like you are useless, and you have no mercy for the weak." , nor insist on the belief in your heart, let the greed and desire in your heart control yourself, but think it is freedom. What's more sad is that you don't even have the courage to face death, and you get a little gift from fate, thinking that you are superior to others , wantonly control the fate of others."

"I just want to live, what's wrong with me! This is how the world works, the weak eat the strong, the fittest survive, they are weak, they deserve to die, what's wrong with that!! What right do you have to judge me?" Su Xiao growled Said: "Everyone is like this, why use this reason to judge me, let me go in, I want to live, I want to live."

"According to your idea, I am stronger than you, why can't I judge you?" Qiu Chen refuted the other party contemptuously with the other party's theory, "You are useless, people like you are hopeless, wait for death, enjoy The desperate death brought to you by the reincarnation game you admire, when you look directly at the truth behind those deaths, I hope your crying will not be so desperate and loud."

Qiu Chen walked into the black portal, and Li Te and Si also walked in.

The barrier is also gone.

But the door to leave was also closed.

Only the empty black stone pillars remained.

The number of survivors in the Sacrifice Island copy has reached the upper limit, and the remaining players will become sacrifices to appease the two terrifying existences.

"No!" Su Xiao screamed with red eyes, his voice was distorted in hatred, and he let out a cry full of resentment and pain.

His crazy emotions made those eternal beings entrenched in the strange abyss feel unprecedentedly delicious.

Darkness poured in from the end of the corridor.

The temperature turned freezing, and tiny ice crystals appeared on the walls.

Those malicious eyes shot out from the darkness, staring at Su Xiao who was screaming in despair, showing a silent grin.

Endless terror grips the player who once dreamed of power and immortality.

Su Xiao got up in embarrassment, he wanted to escape.

But how could those already hungry existences allow him to do so.

When his soul was dragged into the indescribable abyss, and he saw the back of the samsara space, he let out a scream of unimaginable fear.

There is no redemption, only eternal despair and pain.

The Genesis Star is a branch of the New Protoss.

These new gods wield great power.

Their head is Heavenly Father.

A new god of great power and wisdom.

Heavenly Father and Darkseid who controls Apocalypse are brothers.

He is the strongest new god, the son of Jakhan who was trapped in the wall of origin.

The Heavenly Father created his own utopia in the ruins of the war of the old gods, which is the Genesis Star.

He is committed to maintaining the peace of the universe and eliminating Darkseid.

After learning about the invasion of the empire, Genesis sent some new gods to join the alliance formed by Dr. Manhattan in an attempt to fight against the invasion of the empire.

Who would have thought that the empire was so powerful.

Golden Superman and Dr. Manhattan died in battle one after another, the alliance was purged, and the Green Lantern Corps was completely wiped out.

The new gods sent out did not return, and all died in the battle of Prometheus.

After that battle, the empire's ambitions expanded even more, and it launched a purge against many forces in the universe.

Standing on the side of the alliance and participating in the battle of Prometheus, the creation star was naturally targeted by the empire.

The creation star is in other dimensions of the universe.

Under normal circumstances, there is no way to enter.

Access is only possible through the sonic boom tunnel.

But the empire has even killed many gods in the heavens to the point of blood flow.

The remaining gods were either enslaved or decapitated by the Empire.

How could a creation star escape the wrath of the empire with that hidden trick.

The huge legion soon descended on the Genesis Star under the leadership of Titus.

Titus asked the opponent to surrender in accordance with the standard procedure of the empire, and to be loyal to the holy, all-knowing and omnipotent emperor of the empire.

Unfortunately, the conversation did not go well.

"Small human beings are trying to make great gods kneel!! What a crazy joke."

The Heavenly Father refused the surrender from Titus without hesitation, and asked them to leave the Genesis Planet immediately, otherwise they would usher in the wrath of the new Protoss.

"Let me surrender to a human dictator, are you dreaming? Invaders. You wiped out the Green Lantern Corps, the Guardians of the Universe, and the Justice League. Do you think that the New Gods will kneel in your mouth? In front of the emperor?"

"Don't dream, the proud new gods will never succumb to the dictatorial tyrant, we will resist you and defeat you."

"If you don't want to leave, let's all die here. The New Protoss is not like the enemies you defeated. If you want to get the Genesis Star, you will pay an unimaginable price."

"You will regret it." Titus' tone was very calm. If it weren't for the standard procedure of the empire, he would have preferred to kill this so-called bullshit god with an axe.

See if his neck is stiffer, or his mouth is stiffer.

"Then come on."

After the Heavenly Father finished speaking, he cut off the communication from the empire.

Cut off communication with the empire.

The Heavenly Father ordered the new gods of Genesis to gather and fight against the empire.

The New Gods are all so powerful that it is impossible for them to submit to the rule of a human tyrant.

They put on shiny armors, picked up sharp magic soldiers, and assembled to prepare to defend their utopian homeland.