Become a villain after transmigrating into an infinite game

Chapter 182 Ancient Undead City (End)

"This is the Wugou River, does it look like the Yin Yao in the Yin Yang Eight Diagrams?"

The bugleman pointed to the Wugou River that was slowly converging in front of him, and said to Quan Heng:

"Look at the center of the Wugou River, there is a pale circle, that is the yang eye in the Tai Chi gossip, the red moon rises, the yin and yang eyes are connected, and the collected Boss breath of the three cities can build a bridge connecting the two worlds .”

In other words, the Wugou River in the border area is Yang Yao.

Quan Heng listened carefully, his mind was racing.

Qimen again?There are indeed shadows of qimen skills everywhere in the border area, not to mention Qi Siming vaguely revealed that there are qimen warlocks among the people who created the border area... Is it because of this relationship?Is it just the first frontier in Asia, or is it available in all regions of the world?
"When the moon is full, the monsters from the Three Cities will come out. Don't worry about them, cut off the blood and run."

The bugleman warned: "Otherwise, once the Wugou Bridge is opened, they will also run to the human world. Don't worry, my comrades and I will..."

"Senior," Quan Heng interrupted softly, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

The trumpeter was stunned for a moment, he turned his head, and smiled very lightly, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes were full of comfort and kindness.

"No more," he smiled, lowering his head and stroking the hometown soil in his hands cherishingly, "I know that we have won and are strong, and it is enough to know that you are living well."

The bugleman looked up to the other side of the Wugou River in the distance, and the expectation and joy in his eyes were about to turn into reality, as if he had seen the prosperity and strength of this world, "What we want to protect is the future of our family of flowers. I have no regrets."

"And let's carry it," the soldier turned his head and smiled with clear eyes, "you will have to carry the burden from now on."

Quan Heng lowered his hand to touch the Eighteen Sons on his wrist, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Well, I see."

"Buzz-buzz-"

There was a buzzing sound behind him, and the trumpeter's face changed slightly, and he drew a big knife from behind, "The group of dirty things from the three cities are here."

At the end of the line of sight, under the cover of the blood moon, pools of sticky spineless monsters surged here——

"Master!" the trumpeter brandished his big knife and said angrily, "Look at me cleaning up these spineless things!"

……

"It's really a bunch of beatings to be honest..." Sang Ting sat in the movie theater, looked at the picture on the screen and sneered, then lowered his voice and tilted his head, "Hey, so when you are on the map, do you count? Come out? What's going on?"

Song Jingyun quickly calculated Quan Heng's san value, and replied perfunctorily: "Of course it has been calculated, there are only two comments."

"Don't be tricky," Sang Ting straightened up, "say."

Song Jingyun sighed deeply, and said, "'Do it when you know you can't do it' and 'Walk with the sword'."

Sang Ting frowned, realizing something was wrong: "What do you mean? It looks good and bad."

"I can't solve the latter for the time being, but I can probably guess the former."

Song Jingyun closed his eyes and sighed, "But the use of branding affects the San value, and Quan Heng's current San value...

"—it's not even fifteen o'clock."

……

"Ding! KP reminder: Player Quan Heng's san value -1! The current fluctuation is normal."

"Ding! Endangered alert: Your current san value has dropped to 14 points! Please finish the game as soon as possible and leave this map!"

Quan Heng sliced ​​through the sticky monster that was on the way, calmly filled the monster's blood with the prepared glass bottle, and threw it to the waiting Mad Hatter, "Throw it all into Yang Yan."

Without hesitation, the Mad Hatter swept away a large sticky monster with the shackles, and the chains flew across the Wugou River. He stepped on the chains to reach the sky above Yangyan, and threw the three glass bottles down at the moment the red moon formed.

"Under the right temperature and environment, add the right seasoning." The Mad Hatter laughed as he watched Yang's eyes darken, "There will be a suitable reaction."

A beam of reddish teleportation light burst out from the center of Yangyan, the Mad Hatter quickly dodged, and the beam of light instantly illuminated the night.

What was formed was not the bridge shape that humans understand, but a gate that fell on the stone mountain beside the Wugou River.

"It's a bit far away." The Mad Hatter tutted, "And it seems that the full moon only lasts for 5 minutes. If it's beyond that, we can't leave."

"Hurry up!" The trumpeter cut off the last sticky monster, and looked at the group that came again, as if affected by the breath of Wugou Bridge, the image of the sticky black liquid became more distorted and crazy, "Everyone Walk!"

Quan Heng retracted his knife and looked at Jiang Jin: "Senior."

Jiang Jin clenched her fists to wipe away her tears, turned around and ran towards Shishan, Ming He put away her sword and glanced at the bugler: "Take care."

After she finished speaking, she ran towards Shishan with An Yuee's wolf dog on her back.

"Go." The bugleman slowly put down his sword and looked at Quan Heng and the other three, "You guys go too, go quickly—or you won't be able to go."

Quan Heng nodded, "Let's go."

Seeing everyone leave, the bugleman took off the small bugle on his waist, walked step by step to the small slope where the flag was planted, looked at the incoming enemies, raised his head and blew the horn again!
Quan Heng stepped on the mountainside and looked back at the battlefield, "Did you hear that?"

The Mad Hatter was stunned for a moment, then tilted his head to listen carefully, "It's a very powerful voice, what is it?"

"Charge," Quan Heng stood on the rocky mountain, looking from a distance, his voice was very soft, "it is also the existence that the enemy fears the most."

Because the sound of the charge means endless victories and endless death. These fighters will fight until the last one falls.

The high-pitched and resonant sound of the charge resounded through the night, just like the charge decades ago, and the sound of mud breaking the ground was like a strong bamboo bursting out of the night in spring.

Jiang Jin was stunned, and suddenly realized something, turned around suddenly and ran towards the boulder in the mountain like crazy. The wet dew and moss made the boulder wet and slippery. He was so anxious, his eyes were red with tears, and his knees hit hard on the ground. Shibi also gritted his teeth and struggled upward.

Gunpowder smoke rose again on the trenches with no end in sight, the red ribbons on the golden bugle fluttered with the wind, and the figure of the trumpeter stood tall under the crimson moon that was about to fill.

Jiang Jin stared blankly, tears soaked his eyes, he clenched his teeth, still couldn't help sobbing with trembling lips.

The big sword with the red belt gradually became clear in the gunpowder smoke, and countless strange but familiar figures stood up straight at the border to the human world.

Like a Great Wall that never collapses.

"Comrades," the bugleman waved the military flag, the bright red flag was like a bright sword splitting the chaos, and shouted loudly, "hold the border and send comrades home!"

Thousands of lights were shining like sparks, and countless pairs of clear and firm eyes looked at Jiang Jin and the others in the firelight, as if they were still decades ago.

Countless swords and long spears were lit up, and whoever turned his head and shouted "Kill the enemy!", the sparks rushed towards the oncoming darkness, converging into a raging fire that was about to start a prairie fire.

——almost to light up this dark night!

"Ding! KP reminder: There is still half a minute to close the passage on this map!"

The beam of light became smaller and the door became blurred. Quan Heng looked at the Mad Hatter, "You go first, take Mr. Jiang and the others."

The Mad Hatter glanced at Mu Jing behind her, then at her, and smiled as if realizing: "Okay, I'm leaving."

He teleported to Jiang Jin in a few steps, and helped Jiang Jin who was emotionally broken: "Sir, don't let your comrades sacrifice in vain—they still want to use your eyes to see what their homeland looks like now."

……

"Ding! KP reminder: there are still ten seconds to close the map channel, ten, nine, eight..."

"What is Quan Heng doing?!"

"I'm so anxious, Quan Heng, hurry up!! Why did you stop at the portal again!!"

The theater was in chaos. The anxious people were so nervous that they clenched their fists. All the emotional eyes in the hall exploded to three bars.

"Quan Heng, can you find a way to make them all go, as long as you can, I will be your die-hard fan from now on..."

"Ding! KP reminder: Brand-Inverse Cross has lifted the shackles and enhanced your own data..."

"Ding! KP reminder: Brand-Shi has released the shackles!"

"Ding! Special authority detected! Connect to the double world space, and release the shackles of the ban!"

Keeper's branded explanation resounded throughout the viewing platform——

There was an uproar!

"Damn, what did I just hear?! What's going on?!"

"What?! Release the shackles?!"

"Fuck," the person who just took the oath was stunned, and burst into a snot bubble in shock, "It's really possible."

"Knowing that you can't do it, you are worthy of your heart."

Song Jingyun stood up amidst the noise of the crowd, and sighed, "Hurry up and wait at the turntable of the star dial, your boss's situation is not very good, this is not only because you are pregnant, but also because you have moved the jade mine!"

Sang Ting's pupils shrank suddenly, and immediately followed Song Jingyun and left the viewing platform.

In addition to them, several connectors sitting on the viewing platform also left their seats with different expressions.

……

"Ding Dong! KP Reminder: All the maps have been cleared this time!"

Quan Heng, who was standing by the portal, put down his hands, and watched silently as the bugleman and countless heroic souls were wrapped in white light spots, and were gently sent into the beam of light in a daze.

From the sinful and barren land of the Three Cities, several rays of light stretched out, leading to the portal of Wugou Bridge——

The bright light is like a white bird, spreading its wings and returning home.

Quan Heng relaxed slowly, and entered the portal with Mu Jing.

The portal closed, and the beam of light slowly dissipated.

And with the fading of the beam of light, countless bright and gentle starlight also spread out where the beam of light disappeared.

They fell on the battlefield where the gunpowder lingered in the three cities, fell on the corpses of the second city with a mountain of criminal evidence, and kissed the foreheads of the souls of the tortured souls in the first city who could not rest.

Like a heavy snowfall, tears are shed in the vast expanse of whiteness.

(End of this chapter)