A New Character Every Month

"Why haven't you come yet?"

The man with glasses looked gloomy. He glanced back and found that the distance between the huge dead body and him had gotten a lot closer. He could even clearly see the rotting flesh and the empty eye sockets without eyes.

With such a short distance, even if he has been maintaining his peak speed, he will be caught up in no more than 20 seconds.

Time is running out.

Whoa!

Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of him.

I saw a person wearing a red and black body tights and carrying two knives appeared among them.

The man with glasses was overjoyed immediately, and quickly shouted: "You are Deadpool, right? Your task is to help me block the martyrs behind me!"

He pointed to the huge dead body behind him again, and then quickly ran past the person.

"Saved, the martyr will only arrest one person at a time, and there will be a window period of at least 2 minutes after that. During this period, it is in an absolutely safe state."

The face of the man with glasses couldn't help but soften a little, but he felt a little sorry for Deadpool, but this thought was quickly forgotten.

More than 500 reward points are already enough to buy the lives of more than ten people.

Coupled with the information on the [-]th floor, I am afraid that the other three teams already knew that the people sent here would definitely die before deciding on the support candidates.

Therefore, rather than saying that this is a resource task, it is better to say that it is a fair transaction, but it is just a matter of life.

"There is still an hour, how can this last..."

The man with glasses looked at the countdown timer at the bottom right of the angle of view, feeling extremely upset.

After an hour, there were as many as 26 people in the team. At this time, including him, there were only 11 people. The others were hung on the cross and swallowed alive to death.

And if you want to get out of this place, you must either deal with the martyrs, or wait for the countdown to end.

As far as the remaining people are concerned, the number of people who can survive until the end of the countdown will never exceed five fingers.

"Lost lamb, give up unnecessary struggle, my martyr will bring you back to the embrace of the Lord! Welcome to light and new life!"

The voice of the martyr, who had gradually moved away, reappeared in the rear.

The man with glasses looked back, only to see that the dead waiter whom he ordered to be the rear just now had chased after him.

"good evening!"

Lin Zian greeted the man with glasses, then suddenly raised his finger to the sky: "Look, flying saucer!"

"???"

The man with glasses looked confused, and subconsciously wanted to turn his head to look, but he came back to his senses just halfway through the turn, and then saw Lin Zian swiftly rushing past him, leaving him behind.

"You ran away, what should I do?"

The man with glasses tightened his heart, and said angrily, "You came here to support, not to escape?"

"I've lured that big guy for you for more than ten seconds just now, isn't that enough?"

Lin Zian spread his hands, and the speed increased again.

Seeing that he was about to run out of sight, the man in glasses angrily took out his gun, took aim, and quickly pulled the trigger.

As the gunshots sounded, Lin Zian was like a highly skilled acrobat, making several difficult movements while running at high speed, without being hit by a single bullet.

"Goodbye, if you are satisfied with this cross-border support, please remember to give a good review!"

Lin Zian quickly ran around a corner and disappeared from the sight of the man with glasses.

"Who is this? Is there any spirit of contract?"

The man in glasses was so angry that he wanted to curse, but he heard the words of the martyr behind his head.

call!

A sharp wind came from behind.

Before the man in glasses could react, he was hit by a cross in the back.

Flying body rolled several meters, spit out a mouthful of blood and then collapsed to the ground.

Although he was extremely conscious, the blow just now not only caused him serious injuries, but also gave him a paralyzed feeling all over his body. It was very difficult to even move his fingers, let alone get up and run away.

Watching the martyr put the cross back on his back and walk towards him step by step, the man in glasses regretted not only his own cheapness, but also the choice of a supporter named Deadpool.

The supporters of the other two teams, although one is an old man and the other is a child, completely old, weak, sick and disabled, but at least they can't outrun him with their physical fitness, and they are qualified bait.

And what about Deadpool?

What's the use of coming if you can run faster than him?

But no matter what the man with glasses thought, as a strange martyr, he didn't stop his movements.

It grabbed one of the glasses man's feet, turned around and dragged it in one direction.

No matter how much the man with glasses screamed and begged for mercy, he couldn't make him respond. It was like a machine that only knew how to act according to the program and could not be flexible.

Lin Zian walked out slowly from behind a big withered tree, looking at the man in glasses who was being dragged away by the martyr, his eyes flickered a few times.

This place is full of scum, and he has no interest in helping scum.

Moreover, he didn't get any reward points for cross-border support, so he naturally wouldn't do something thankless.

"This person should be the captain of the Oath of Victory?"

Hearing the screams of the man with glasses gradually moving away, Lin Zian stepped out and followed quietly.

"Why didn't the sacrificial man kill the man with glasses immediately, but dragged him away?"

"Is it necessary to go through some special steps to kill?"

Lin Zian thought for a while, the weird ones he killed seemed to be the same, they couldn't kill people directly, there must be prerequisites.

After deliberation, the distance between him and the martyr was shortened a lot.

Through the thin blood-colored moonlight, the disgusting and terrifying body of the martyrdom is intuitively displayed in his eyes.

This made Lin Zian couldn't help feeling: "This ugly one is comparable to a mermaid in the sewer."

Although I don't understand the reason, the time for cross-border support is only about an hour. Once the weirdness on the [-]th floor cannot be resolved within the time limit, it will be sent back.

Although Lin Zian didn't have the idea to solve the weirdness on the [-]th floor, but without knowing the specific situation here, he didn't plan to find a place to hide until the end of time.

"Judging by the pattern of the martyrs, it seems to be a game of hide-and-seek and cat-and-mouse."

Lin Zian smiled, he prefers playing cat and mouse to playing hide-and-seek, although he plays the part of being caught.

However, it is precisely because of this that it is more exciting.

Less than 1 minutes.

The martyr stopped.

In front of it was a cross made of black rotten wood.

Against the backdrop of the tombstone and the blood moon, the cross looked eerie and terrifying, and the whistling wind made people's scalp tingle even more.

The martyr stretched out his big hand, grabbed the man with glasses by the head, and pressed his whole body on the cross.

Although the man with glasses kept screaming, he opened his hands unconsciously, and just placed them horizontally on the cross.

"The lost lamb..."

The martyr was still repeating the same sentence, and let go of the hands on the man with glasses.

The man in glasses seemed to be firmly glued to the cross, and his body showed no sign of slipping. If it weren't for the obvious fear in his expression, people who didn't know would think he was role-playing a son of God.

The martyr took out a few forearm-long steel nails from his body, then took off the iron cross, and looked at the man in glasses with empty eye holes.

"Don't! Don't..."

The man with glasses yelled in horror, but he couldn't break free, he could only watch helplessly as the martyr drove the steel nail into his palm.

one!

two!

Three!

Nailed four in a row.

Both hands and feet are firmly fixed on the cross.

The voice of the man with glasses changed from a loud scream to a powerless whine in just a few tens of seconds.

"...Back to the embrace of the Lord! Welcome to the light and new life!"

The martyr took back the cross, said something to the man with glasses, and turned away with his tall body.

The man with glasses hung his head weakly, his eyes were full of despair, as if he had completely lost hope.

After more than ten seconds, Lin Zian walked out from the shadows.

"What kind of material is this cross? It doesn't look simple."

Lin Zian folded his arms in front of his chest and circled around the cross.

Hearing the sound, the man with glasses raised his head slowly.

"You fucking girl..."

Seeing that it was Lin Zian, the man with glasses wanted to yell at him, but he suppressed those words abruptly, and turned to ask for help: "Help...help me..."

No one who can come to the island of salvation will be kind-hearted. If you really want to scold him, maybe you will not only fail to save him, but will make him worse.

"How to help?"

Lin Zian stretched out his hand and knocked on the cross. The sound coming from the place where it was struck was not a slightly hollow sound of wood, but a low sound like hard alloy.

The man with glasses replied feebly: "Pull out... the nail."

"Okay, I'll try."

Lin Zian nodded, grabbed the exposed nail, and pulled it out.

The nail that was thought to be difficult to pull out turned out to be extremely easy.

Don't say that the system is superior to him, even an ordinary person can pull it out, at most it takes a little more effort.

As the nails were pulled out one by one, the expression of the man in glasses changed constantly, and various screams came out.