The apocalyptic game is coming, I’ll spend a billion dollars in advance!

As soon as this voice came out, everyone shuddered and their bodies began to tremble.

It's late at night, and my eyes are all dark and hazy. Suddenly saying something like this can scare people to death!

"Brother, come on, come and catch me!"

The quirky Ling Xue raised her voice and shouted like a child, with a hint of crying in her joy.

In an instant, everyone's hair stood on end and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

"Fuck! Who?"

"Ah, help!"

puff!

The dagger came out of the darkness and pierced the body of a believer.

"Woo..."

The cultist still wanted to struggle, but his neck was strangled tightly by a magic hand.

"Save...save..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a click and his neck was broken.

The struggling limbs of the cultist immediately drooped.

Someone died?

Although they couldn't see it, the believers could make a rough guess based on the movement.

"Damn it!"

"Fight back quickly!"

"How can we fight back if we don't see it?"

The group of believers suddenly panicked.

Next is Ling Xue’s harvest time.

She turned into a ghost and enveloped the whole place with scarlet magic.

"what!"

"what!"

Phew! Phew!

In the snow and fog, blood spattered and screams continued.

In a short time, a group of more than ten believers were all killed!

"Hehe, hide and seek is so fun!" Ling Xue walked in the heavy snow with a smile on her face.

...

The same scene was happening not far away.

A group of yellow-robed cultists were in front of Zhuo Yuhan.

Unlike Ling Xue, Zhuo Yuhan raised his bow and arrow before the enemy even started to approach.

Under the wind and snow, the bow and arrow in Zhuo Yuhan's hand turned into ice crystal color, as beautiful as an ice sculpture.

After changing his profession for the third time, the power of [Snow Feather Divine Shooter] exploded instantly.

"Snow mist·freeze!"

Zhuo Yuhan pulled the bow string without nocking the arrow.

boom!

With a bang, the bowstring was released, powerful energy rippled, and invisible arrows shot out.

The air is rippling, and the invisible arrow passes through the layers of snow and fog, penetrating into a "snow arrow"!

puff!

Before the believer not far away had time to react, his body was pierced by snow arrows.

He looked at the wound on his abdomen in shock and saw a streak of frost spreading rapidly, freezing his body.

In the blink of an eye, frost covered his whole body and turned into an ice sculpture.

"Enemy attack!"

Seeing this scene, the cultist team immediately entered combat mode.

They looked around, but the talisman man above them gave no feedback.

"What's going on? Where is he?"

"I don't know, I didn't see it!"

"Damn it, the tank profession is blocking the front!"

Whoosh!

The sound of an arrow sounded, like the sound of a devil demanding life.

"coming!"

A tank professional's expression condensed and he raised a shield in front of the team.

Skill: Golden War Shield!

The energy of the fourth-level professional exploded, and a thick layer of golden light appeared on the shield, protecting everyone behind him.

Tweet!

A transparent arrow of ice and snow quickly enlarged in front of his eyes and crashed into the shield.

boom!

The snow arrow hit the shield and exploded into pieces, causing no damage to the golden shield.

"Hmph! That's all!" The tank professional smiled disdainfully: "Don't be afraid, the opponent is not strong, we will overwhelm him."

Click!

Click!

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of freezing in front of him.

He looked forward in shock and found that his [Golden Brilliance Battle Shield] was freezing. Not only the shield, but also the golden light emitted by the shield was frozen!

The cultist's expression changed greatly, and he was about to throw down his shield, but the frost quickly spread to his arms, and finally to his whole body.

The believer's eyes widened and he was frozen into an ice sculpture.

"broken!"

With a bang, the ice sculpture shattered on the ground, and the cultist killed it!

Seeing this scene, the faces of other believers were filled with horror and fear!

Choo Choo Choo!

The sound of arrows continued.

Everyone's heart trembled.

The next moment, arrows of ice and snow rushed out from the heavy snow underground and passed through their throats.

puff puff!

The team of more than ten cultists opened their eyes wide with disbelief on their faces, and fell on the snow one after another.

Another cultist team was wiped out!

On the other side, the same is true for Qu Li, Qing Yi and Gang Zi.

In the snow and fog, it was like a murderous god possessing him, killing one believer after another.

In fact, these believers are not weak in strength, but against Qingyi and the others, they are simply not good enough.

In less than ten minutes, nearly half of the hundreds of believers were killed.

From time to time, screams came from the intercom.

The eighth seat led a small team forward.

"Something's wrong! There are fewer and fewer of us!"

"Team 2, Team 3, please reply when you receive it?"

"Team 4, Team 5, did you receive it?"

The eighth seat kept calling, but no one responded, and his face suddenly became ugly.

When he looked at the field of vision in front of him, it was obviously much smaller than at the beginning.

Moreover, some of the vision screens were empty, with no trace of their cultist team.

"Sir, Lord Seventh, what's going on? Something's wrong!"

The eighth seat calls the seventh seat on the intercom.

Deep in the Da'an Mountains, the leader in yellow looked at the seventh seat with a cold expression.

"What's going on? There are fewer and fewer of us!"

The seventh seater was already sweating profusely. How could he know what was going on?

His talisman men are obviously still there, but the cultists they sent out seem to have suddenly disappeared, and they just disappeared!

What's even more terrifying is that with so many paper talisman figures and so many fields of view, none of them could be caught.

Apart from the screams, nothing else could be seen at all.

Not only the believers, but also Chen Han’s team are missing!

They are like ghosts, hunting in the snowy forest at night, killing people invisible.

The seventh seat was really panicked this time.

If this continues, how can he explain to the leader?

"waste!"

The leader in yellow saw the unreliability of the seventh seat and threw it away with a palm.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted to all the believers: "Everyone, retreat!"

"Withdraw the defense line and let the snow monsters deal with them."

"withdraw!"

As soon as the voice fell, the eighth seat immediately led the team to retreat.

"Hey, are you leaving now? Won't you wait for me?"

Suddenly, a ghostly voice came to my ears.

Chen Han and Zhang Daotian walked out not far away, looking at the eighth seat with smiles on their faces.

The moment he saw Chen Han, the eighth seat trembled.

Even though he is a fifth-level professional, he is still afraid of facing thugs in suits.

"You...can you see me?" the eighth seat shouted in disbelief.

At this time, he quickly looked up.

It was discovered that the talisman man above his head had been suppressed by a small golden talisman man.

"What is this?"

"That's your field of vision!" Chen Han smiled.

The next moment, the little golden talisman pulled hard and tore the white paper talisman into pieces.

At the same time, the eyes of the eighth seat went dark, and there was no vision at all!

"The killing has begun!"