After being targeted by a paranoid god [Quick Transmigration]

This piece of forest began to gradually become wrong.

Braut supported the tree trunk with one hand, panting violently while thinking this way.

Not long ago, their team encountered a series of ambushes.It was originally peaceful, except for the overly hungry silence and those creatures that are too cruel but can be avoided as long as you pay a little attention, there seems to be nothing new in the forest. At the beginning, many strange creatures appeared suddenly, both in appearance and ability.

How strange is it?

——Probably, just looking at their existence, you will feel some kind of inexplicable discomfort. If you stare at them for a long time, even your brain will start to buzz, and there will be indistinct ravings in your ears While talking about something, many images with unclear meanings began to appear in front of him.

The feet seem to be stepping on the clouds deep and shallow for a while, with a strange sense of unreality.When they finally got out of that sense of unreality, what appeared in front of them were the monsters' wide-open mouths and the fine teeth all over the mouths.

This seems to be a passive attack aimed at the spiritual level. It does not need to be actively triggered, as long as you see those things, you will naturally fall into it.

It's fine if you can wake up in time, but if you can't wake up, or if you wake up a little slower...

Brought can still remember the tragic situation of a certain member of the team that he saw before.

The opponent was disembowelled by the monster, and then dragged out of the body to feast on the internal organs.The fate of the loser is undoubtedly doomed, and that is to become the ration of these things.

It's not that I haven't thought about resisting, but the number of those things is too much, so many that there is no way to resist.Even ants can kill elephants, not to mention that the gap between them and these monsters is far less than that between ants and elephants.

"You are... what...!"

Faced with such questions from human beings, the weird creatures that bit the human body and grew rapidly because of this opened their mouths dripping with slime, and the tentacles on their bodies kept dancing.

They seem to make a high-pitched sound like a child's high-pitched cry, which makes people's eardrums hurt.

After a while, the voice gradually died down, and then Brault heard that childish voice that was so childish that it was a bit scary to reply.

"Hei, goat... cub! Black goat, cub!"

They have never spoken before, so the organ for vocalization is always somewhat sluggish when it is first used.But soon, after trying a few more times, the black goat cubs were able to express themselves fluently in human language.

"Mother, hee, mother!...Mom!"

"mom!"

Shouting the name of "Mother", the number of monsters formed by pieces of meat, tentacles, slime and sharp teeth surged up like a tide, and it even made people wonder if it was the whole city. The forest has been completely occupied by them.

"Is this... the goat mentioned in the prompt?"

In the end, all the people fled in all directions, going their separate ways, to see who was luckier and could get a way out.

Brault ran wildly all the way, and he didn't know which direction he was running at all, he just slammed around in this forest like a headless fly.He didn't know where his destination should be, but he just tried to hide in places with fewer so-called black goat cubs.

"Hoo hoo... seven days... as long as you survive seven days..."

Berrault could only comfort himself in this way.

"After seven days, the main task in this game world will be completed, and you can apply for separation from the main god..."

His eyes were blank, and he muttered to himself like this.

As for side missions?More rewards?

They are about to die, who has the heart to care about that kind of thing!

Finally, at a certain moment, Brault suddenly realized that at some point, those crazy black goat cubs stopped chasing after him crazily.

This is how the same thing?

However, in reality, he didn't even have the time to think about whether this matter was abnormal, and whether he should be vigilant.

He was so tired that he couldn't spare any extra energy to pay attention to something.

After taking a few breaths, Berrault recovered somewhat.

So, he finally had the energy to take a look at what kind of place he was in right now.

However, when Braut saw the situation in front of him clearly, he almost cried out in surprise.

There is no one else, because at this moment, Berrault found himself standing beside a crystal-clear blue lake.The dense branches of the trees in the forest spread out above his head, revealing a small gap.

A golden sun shone down from that gap and sprinkled into the woods, like a layer of beautiful gold dust.

This place is as beautiful as a dream, and there seems to be some kind of rose-like fragrance in the air.

Compared with the previous encounters of Berrault in the woods, this place is like a paradise...even a paradise.

Brout was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered, and the tears on his face wet his face when he didn't realize it.

The sound of "crashing" broke the mysterious feeling of Brault. He looked towards the direction of the sound like a frightened bird, and what he saw was the one floating up from the pool. figure.

Black, long hair.The lower part is scattered in the water and spread out, like algae dancing in the water.

The emerald, ice-like eyes looked like a pool of water reflecting a lush forest.

It was a person between a teenager and a young man, with extremely pale skin, it was almost suspicious to see the dark blue blood vessels under his skin.

On both sides of the upper part of his head, there are huge, twisted horns, and there is a touch of inconspicuous purple at the end of his eyes, which looks strangely beautiful.

This strange young man stood in the waist-deep lake water and looked towards him.

"Humanity?"

Berrault heard such a question from the other party's mouth.

"You, who are you?!"

This appearance of the other party inevitably reminded Brout of the ones he had encountered in the forest before—to be honest, compared with those monsters, it seemed that the young man in front of him was more like, um, a black goat.

How could those monsters resemble goats at all!

It's just that Berrault couldn't get the other party's answer.

Because, another voice sounded behind him.

"There are still people running here?"

"No, he is still weaker than usual in labor... You, no one can get close."

Those were the last words Brought had heard in his life.

In the next second, he fell headfirst and never had a chance to open his eyes again.