Whistle Xiangzhi is Born Wrong [Interstellar]

"You're lucky, Caesar, to be the first to get the key."

At the other end of the venue, Ymir, who heard the system prompt, looked eager to try.

Bijia gave him a warning look, and said: "Don't do unnecessary things, when the competition system is under control, you will leave here immediately and go out to help the sirens."

Ymir shrugged irresolutely: "Got it." He seemed to think of something interesting and giggled, "Anyway, after those 'things' come in, it's still a question of whether he can live, What to do, I am quite looking forward to seeing him being beaten into meat paste."

Bi Jia pretended not to hear, she looked up to the sky, and saw that the two cameras that had been following her and Ymir flickered a few times, then turned around and left, and finally completely left their sight range.

Most of the audience's attention fell on Caesar, who got the key immediately at the beginning, so no one noticed that the images of the two contestants disappeared quietly into the numerous live broadcast cameras.

"It's about to start." Bijia murmured, with a trace of unconcealable excitement in her voice.

Caesar tossed the key in his hand, thinking that he could actually find a place to hide in this fight. After all, there are only twelve keys, and those who don't have the keys will attack those who have them. As long as they hide well, dog When the countdown ends, you will be able to advance smoothly.

But this kind of thinking is obviously too idealistic. The Nebula Cup competition system doesn't want the players to be so negative. Caesar's idea just passed through his mind, and the system's second prompt sounded——

"Now send the coordinates of the first key holder to all players. You can try to find the remaining eleven keys, or you can snatch the keys from the key holder."

Seeing the bright spot representing him appear on the light curtain map, Caesar suddenly let out a low curse, dumbfounded.

Seeing that there was no way to hide quietly, he had no choice but to quickly analyze the map layout, turn around and run to a place with more complicated terrain.

After passing through the woods, he came to the entrance of an underground ruin. This real map has two floors, the ground and the underground. The underground structure is complex but it is good for hiding. As long as he can make reasonable use of the underground structure and terrain, even with the help of coordinates, others It will not be so easy to find his exact location for a while.

Caesar made up his mind and dodged into the shadow of the ruins.

The ground is more humid and dark than expected, and the closed environment makes the sound invisible. Caesar walked lightly all the way in, followed the map for a while before finally opening up, and saw the cramped aisle At the end is an underground sacrificial place, where short towers with unique styles are scattered in an orderly manner, acting as pillars, supporting the spacious underground space.

Caesar's eyes lit up as soon as he saw the structure here, and dozens of ways to ambush others flashed through his mind. He was not in a hurry, and slowly hid behind one of the short towers, completely expanding his sensory field , who really dares to come to trouble him, as long as he steps into his domain, he can immediately perceive it.

However, the strange thing was that he thought that someone would come over soon, but after waiting for a long time, let alone a person, he didn't even see a bug, and his sensory field was completely quiet.

Caesar was so bored that his bones were almost knotted, he was thinking about whether to go back to the ground and take the initiative to attack, but suddenly felt a slight movement - someone entered his domain.

His sluggish expression was immediately put away, and although his posture remained unchanged, his muscles were tense, ready to explode with astonishing strength at any time.

He quickly analyzed all the information he sensed - hurried but not flustered footsteps, someone was moving this way quickly, but there seemed to be something chasing him behind.

Caesar raised his eyebrows suspiciously, and quickly moved to another better position.He raised one hand up, waiting for the man to strike first as soon as he entered this area, but he didn't know the distance hadn't been calculated clearly, his steady spirit was suddenly touched by the silence, and the familiar breath was fed back through the diffuse five senses, making it too late for him to fight Released and completely collapsed.

Caesar put down his hand a little embarrassingly, and when the other party stepped into the sacrificial field, he said depressedly: "Oswald?"

The other party responded from a distance. It was indeed Oswald's voice. Caesar paced out. Before he could speak, he saw the familiar figure in the dimness rushing forward. Vader clasped his shoulders and pushed back into the shadows.

Caught off guard, Caesar snorted, and broke away from Oswald with his backhand, taking a step away to avoid it.

Oswald's helpless voice sounded: "It's not about grabbing your keys."

Caesar: "..."

Oswald's complexion was a bit wrong, and Caesar could smell the obvious blood on his body. Not only that, but the other party's mental state obviously had some problems, but he couldn't allow him to react. As Oswald's words fell, the two A gust of wind swept from behind the person, and the short tower next to it seemed to be hit hard by something, and a gap was broken with a click.

Caesar suddenly looked up and saw the person coming through the gap, only to hear that the person was unusually tall, his face was slightly swollen, and his copper-bell-sized eyes were staring at him stiffly, full of killing intent.

Caesar's first reaction is that this is an NPC that comes with the live map. Sometimes, in order to increase the difficulty for the players, the Nebula Cup competition system will automatically generate some enemies to attack the players indiscriminately.

But he immediately noticed something was wrong—although the face was swollen and deformed, he had seen it before!

The muscles on Caesar's body tensed suddenly, and his fine hair exploded.

"This person... looks..." I don't know if it was his illusion, he felt that this person's face was very similar to the person at the next table when they had dinner last night, and he still remembered that the person at the next table was like a starving ghost , eating endlessly.

The other party obviously also saw Caesar, he grinned strangely, and flashed over at an extremely fast speed.

"Be careful!" Oswald yelled, turned around and went up to intercept the opponent, and instantly went head-to-head with that person.

That person's speed was unbelievably fast, and his strength was astonishing. The surrounding air was stirred up, and a strong coercion was released, which made Caesar reflexively release his own strength to resist.

He suppressed the surprise in his heart and joined the battle, the more he fought, the more surprised he became.

If he remembers correctly, when he saw this person last night, he was not of this size. At the time, he looked at most as a mid-attribute sentry with decent skills, and his rating was between C and B. Now this kind of astonishing skill——this kind of ability is justified by an A-level sentinel.

Caesar's expression was dignified, and he didn't hold back any strength at the moment. He twisted his body and hooked the opponent's knee with his front leg. At the moment when the person's center of gravity was unstable, he clasped the opponent's neck with his backhand and pressed hard. Push the opponent down.

Seeing this, Oswald rushed up to make up a punch, and with all his strength, he staggered and fell to the ground.

The man howled and wanted to stand up, but Caesar didn't give him a chance, he stepped forward and beat him to death, until he passed out before stopping and retreating.

Panting for breath, he carefully looked at the man's face, no matter what he looked like.

"Have you noticed it too?" Oswald whispered at this moment, "It's very similar, right?"

As he spoke, he frowned and shook his head, unable to control his ups and downs.

Caesar looked back at him, his expression changed slightly.

This was...a sign of mania, although it wasn't obvious, he still felt it.

He turned around and pressed Oswald's head, calmed down and released his spiritual power, covering the opponent's body with a dense spiritual network, and the tentacles of thinking gently brushed over every restlessness in Oswald's spiritual world The place.

"What's going on?" Caesar looked at the other party's frowning and relaxed, let the mental power swim again, and confirmed that there was nothing missing, and then retracted the spiritual net.

Oswald said: "I don't know, five keys appeared on the ground at the same time, and everyone was fighting for it, but after a while, a bunch of people suddenly came, and several players died on it."

"..." Caesar looked up in surprise, "What does it mean to be dead?"

Oswald looked at him: "That's what you think."

Caesar: "...No, what about the monitoring robot? Doesn't it come out to stop it if it exceeds the damage value?"

Oswald shook his head, indicating that he didn't see it: "I thought it was just a system setting at first, until I saw the man and his two companions just now."

"You should have recognized the three people at the table next to us when we had dinner last night." He said, "After I killed two of them, I felt a little uncomfortable for some reason. I saw an entrance here, so I had to hide first." Come in."

With a dignified expression, Caesar walked to the side of the man knocked down by him. The dim environment did not hinder his visitation. He looked at the man's slightly red skin and protruding eyes, and his face was a bit ugly: "You Do you think this person is a bit like those on the Eternal Coast..."

He wanted to say something like the experimental subject on the Eternal Coast, but before he could say a few words, he raised his head vigilantly.

Another intrusion into his sensory realm, and more than one.

Caesar and Oswald looked at each other, and the two of them tacitly dodged and hid behind the short towers on both sides.

There was a moment of silence all around, but it was soon interrupted by the sound of rapid breathing, and two footsteps approached from a distance. Caesar gave Oswald a wink, indicating that one person should be one.

When two tall figures appeared back and forth on the edge of the corner, they rushed out at the same time, each facing their own opponent.

At the moment of the confrontation, the strong coercion hit him head-on first, Caesar was like an unsheathed sword, and appeared in front of one of the tall figures in the blink of an eye, seeing that the hand he was grabbing towards the opponent had already touched that person's skin , but he suddenly stopped, his eyes widening in disbelief.

"... Andre?"

Responding to him was Andre's punch without hesitation.

Caesar's mind was slightly flustered, and he dodged sideways in a bit of embarrassment. The wind of the fist swept his cheeks, wiping out a few streaks of blood.