Horror Game: Start as a Hunter

I don't know if I smell blood or what.

There were some noisy movements outside, often accompanied by a woman's scream.

The shrill scream was a little frightening to hear.

The man quietly hid at the door, raised the skull hammer high and prepared to wait for the rabbit.

Sitting on the sidelines?

I always feel that this word is inexplicably familiar.

The noisy voice suddenly disappeared when it came to the door.

It seemed that the thing had the same plan as it, and the man imagined an image of a monster guarding the door and baring its teeth.

"Squeak-"

The rusty iron door suddenly opened a crack.

The man held his breath immediately, and tightened the hammer in his hand.

A somewhat strange black figure emerged from the door, looking like some kind of strange combination of spider and human.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Suddenly, the woman's tragic cry suddenly sounded.

I saw a spider-like monster with long black hair appearing in the room instantly.

"Teleport?!"

This is the first time a man has encountered such a situation.

A monster that can teleport...

But without the slightest hesitation, he swung the hammer and smashed it.

The best way to face fear is to completely smash it with thunder!

When she saw the man, Laura froze for a moment.

It's him! !
However, in this short moment, the ice-cold Skull Crusher smashed its head into pieces.

Through the observations along the way, no monster has survived the crushed skull.

The headless corpse on the ground was no exception. It twitched a few times and suddenly burst into flames.

The ear-piercing screams became weaker and weaker, and finally they were completely submerged in the sea of ​​flames.

"The monsters here seem to be irrational..."

I encountered two monsters in a row, neither of which seemed to be intelligent.

It doesn't do anything for a man to get his memory back.

He closed his eyes and settled down, and found that familiar feeling again.

really……

Here he can also do whatever he wants, even clearer than the previous places.

It was like it was all constructed in his head.

Soon he found a huge brain suspended in the air.

The man's thoughts came to his mind.

A man wearing a hooded windbreaker came out slowly, looked at him for a long time but didn't speak.

There were burn marks on the man's face, and he looked ugly and hideous.

But his eyes were slightly glowing.

This new guy obviously has a certain amount of intelligence. The man looked at the brain suspended in the air and asked, "Whose is this exaggerated brain?"

The eyes of the man in the hooded windbreaker moved slightly: "It's yours now, it used to be mine..."

"Mine? This is really suffering..."

Some suspicions arose in the man's heart.

Could it be because of this that his memory was lost?

"There are two sides to good and bad, although you will be trapped in a glass jar forever, but in this world you have the power that is close to god!"

"Glass jar? Could it be... this world was imagined by this brain?"

Although it is a bit sensational, all kinds of weird and bizarre events have been encountered along the way.

Men are already used to it.

"As expected of the person who replaced me, although it is not absolutely accurate, the world was born because of this brain."

"Can you take my brain back, and you continue to be the god here?"

Men have no attachment to being gods here.

What he thought about was whether he could retrieve his lost memories by doing so.

If the brain was really his, the odds were high.

The man in the hooded windbreaker staggered suddenly.

Although he felt that the guy in front of him was a little different from last time, he couldn't imagine that the other person would say such a thing...

After finally calming down, Ruben cleared his throat and said, "Although you are like a god here, you can't replace the mastermind."

"If you want to replace it, you must start with the real world outside, which is being controlled by an ambitious group 'Mobius'."

When the word "Mobius" was mentioned, the hatred in Ruben's eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

"real world?"

"It's no wonder that this road has been so twists and turns. Could it be that I'm on a brain trip?!"

As soon as this conjecture appeared, it spread uncontrollably in the man's mind...

Only in this way can all this absurdity be explained.

【Ding! 】

[Acquisition: The power of the evil god! 】

【Ding! 】

[Get: Wrath of the Evil God! 】

Ruben on the side was quietly looking at the man in front of him all the time.

Suddenly, the other party disappeared without warning.

"What's going on?!" Reuben's eyes widened.

Although the "god" in the world in his mind has changed, he still knows everything in it to a certain extent.

When the man disappeared just now, he didn't notice it at all.

The dazzling white light flooded everything, and the man felt the world spinning again.

This time, he appeared in a completely new place.

Rows of old houses stand against the light, and there is no sunlight all year round.

There is a dilapidated small temple on the top of the mountain, overlooking the old houses below the mountain.

In a certain house, there is a grand master's chair mottled with time.

When the man appeared, thick black air lingered above it...

……

Dragon City.

All kinds of numb figures roamed the streets.

The assimilation of world masters is getting worse.

Almost half of the players in Dragon City have been eroded.

Only near the towering statue of the evil god, the situation was slightly relieved.

Ye Xingyu and the others had already returned to the rest area from the dungeon.

After observing for a while, he realized this, and took a group of Tang Ping's "confidants" to sleep at the foot of the statue of the evil god.

Seeing this situation, smart players followed suit.

All of a sudden, the statue of the evil god was surrounded by figures.

Even some players who were assimilated by the world controller, their symptoms were relieved after approaching the statue of the evil god.

The waking time also becomes longer and longer.

"If I remember correctly, the sixth ghost wave is coming soon, and I don't know if Dragon City can withstand it..." Ye Xingyu looked sad.

Ever since the ghost tide was repelled by Tang Ping, every time the ghost tide appeared, it became more and more dangerous.

The fourth wave of ghosts directly destroyed the player's public rest area.

Although Dragon City is impenetrable, Tang Ping has also put in a lot of effort on it.

But now there are external troubles and internal troubles, nothing can be said...

Except under the statue of the evil god, the rest of Dragon City was empty.

Occasionally, all that can be seen are numb figures assimilated by the world master.

The master of the world not only assimilates the player, but also the puppets and mechanical guards.

A figure appeared at the entrance of the empty Dragon City.

He holds a huge bloody sickle in his hand, wears a black cloak, and the palm of his right hand is pitch black.

"It seems that not only the executioner's camp, but also something wrong here..."