Doomsday Game.

At this time, in the forest outside the Qingshan gathering place, more than a dozen ghostly figures were moving through the forest.

Some of them jumped on the treetops, some ran on the ground, and some even moved underground.

And their goal was the Qingshan gathering place.

Each of them was shrouded in strange energy, which made their movements extremely fast, like ghosts, and also restrained their breath, so as to avoid the early warning system hidden in the forest.

The complex environment in the forest did not seem to hinder their pace. Soon they had already gone deep into the forest and would reach the Qingshan gathering place soon.

Some people were not satisfied with the speed, and one of them urged:

"Hurry up, move faster! This forest is full of strange pines planted by Li Qingyun. Our camouflage may not be perfect. They should have discovered our infiltration. We must launch an attack before they react. Don't give them time to prepare!"

Unfortunately, his companions were all unruly. They were very unhappy when they heard his urging, and they scolded and mocked:

"Stop talking nonsense, you are teaching us how to do things!"

"You are a new guy, stop being arrogant!"

"Watch your tone, who do you think you are? ! Just lead your way, little trash! Hahahaha!"

"Just lead your way! You can't keep up if you're too fast!"

...

"You..."

The ghost master who started to urge them was a little angry when he heard their ridicule. He wanted to scold them, but the real leader beside him interrupted him coldly:

"Shut up! We are rushing to kill people, can you be serious!"

"If you have the energy to quarrel, why don't you kill more people to improve your strength after you take down the target?"

The crowd shut up, but they laughed again, and everyone's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty murderous light.

The ghost can improve its strength by killing people, and the ghost master is the same, but the ghost can improve more by killing people, which will increase the risk of backlash.

They often kill people to practice in their own gathering place, but after all, they are pigs under their hands, and they are still useful in normal times, so they dare not kill too hard.

But this time, they don't need to worry about attacking other gathering places. The boss also promised them that they can kill happily after they are done.

After all, their real goal is resources and the strange monster in the woman's body. They have never thought about really taking over this gathering place in the deep mountains.

The environment is limited and inconvenient in all aspects. It is also troublesome to bring the population back, and it will increase the burden on their own gathering place.

So it is useless to keep the people inside. It is better to kill more and leave some slaves to mine resources for them.

When they thought that they could kill people and practice as much as they wanted and do whatever they wanted, they couldn't help but get excited, and their steps became faster.

However, before they continued to move forward for too long, their leader seemed to notice something, suddenly stopped, and ordered in a deep voice:

"Stop!"

More than a dozen figures stopped immediately, gathered around him, and were secretly alert.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

Someone asked, and stopped suddenly for some reason.

The leader asked coldly, "Haven't you noticed anything wrong yet?"

Everyone looked around after hearing this.

After being reminded, someone soon discovered what was wrong.

"Why is it foggy?"

Other people also reacted after hearing this, and found that fog had appeared in the forest.

And it was strange. Just when they found this, the fog, which was originally just a wisp, became extremely thick in an instant, making everyone feel like they were falling into the clouds and couldn't see their fingers.

How could they not realize the danger? How could the naturally generated fog appear so quickly?

"Be careful! There is something wrong with this fog!"

"It must be the trick of the ghost master!"

"To be careful, hold your breath immediately and isolate the fog!"

They reacted quickly and acted very cautiously. They immediately used their ghost power or ghost ability to isolate the air to avoid being hit.

At this time, their leader looked at the gloomy young man who was leading the way with a cold face, and asked with a frown:

"Among the five ghost masters in the Qingshan gathering place, are there anyone who can create fog?"

The young man looked a little panicked and shook his head quickly: "No... No, I remember their abilities clearly!"

The leader narrowed his eyes and sneered: "So, is there a new ghost master joining them, or is there a new ghost among them?"

"It should be the former. I remember that they don't have any extra ghosts in their hands."

The young man guessed uncertainly, his face became a little gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"How dare you at this time?Joining them is simply courting death! Probably they don't know what kind of enemy they are facing yet, haha, what a poor bastard! "

"Boss, shall we keep going?"

"Keep going! Now that we are here, how can we be frightened by a new Trickster?"

"Everyone gather together, don't spread out too much, and move forward carefully."

The leader snorted and ordered, and continued to move forward with his men, but the speed was obviously much slower.

However, before they had advanced in the fog for long, all kinds of strange laughter and screams suddenly sounded in the fog, coming from all directions, which immediately made the atmosphere terrifying.

"Hehehe..."

"Hahaha~"

"Uhuhuhu~"

"Hehehe..."

...

Everyone's heart tightened, but after all, they were all Tricksters, so they were not frightened. They just moved closer to each other and were secretly alert.

Soon the strange laughter became clearer and clearer, and finally they could see in the fog. They saw strange figures jumping and hopping towards them.

There were such figures everywhere.

Obviously, they were surrounded.

However, they did not seem to be in a hurry to launch a siege. They just approached and made strange and funny movements, jumping and making increasingly unpleasant laughter, which made people's ears hurt and upset.

If this was a means of interference, they obviously did it.

Under the cover of the fog, they could not see their appearance clearly. This kind of weirdness that gradually approached did give people a sense of oppression.

"Playing tricks! Disperse! "

A ghost master couldn't stand the approaching crisis and couldn't help but take the initiative.

A folding fan suddenly appeared in his hand, and he fanned it vigorously.

The flat bottom rolled up a strong wind, stirring the surrounding fog and dispersing it, finally widening the field of vision.

The funny figure hidden in the fog finally revealed its true face.

Everyone looked closely and saw a group of terrifying clowns!

Although they maintained the body shape of humans, they were too slender, with long arms and legs, and they were already Exceeding the human body proportions, they look more like ghosts than humans.

They also hold various cold weapons such as swords, guns, and axes in their hands, and their clothes and weapons are printed with patterns similar to playing cards.

There are four types of hearts, clubs, diamonds, and spades, and the colors are either black or red.

Each one looks weird and terrifying, funny and scary.

However, the most frightening thing is that after losing the fog, the strange power fluctuations and auras emanating from them make everyone present change color!

"First level... all first level! There are even second level ones!"

"How is it possible! These ghost things... are all weird?!"