Inhuman Rampage [Unlimited]

Wen Wusheng called out: "Dean."

"I'm not stopping you." The dean came back to his senses, took out a small white object from his cuff with his uninjured hand, and threw it at Wen Wusheng.

Wen Wusheng took it quickly with his eyes and hands, and looked carefully, it was a talisman.

The amulet is embroidered and embroidered in the shape of a rabbit, with the word "Time" in italics tattooed on the stomach of the white rabbit.

"When?" Wen Wusheng frowned.

The dean said, "Your last name."

Wen Wusheng's eyes widened: "Dean, what did you say?!"

The dean said: "You heard me right, you are a rabbit, so your surname should have been Shi."

"Then Wen Wusheng?! When my surname is, who is that Wen Wusheng?!" Wen Wusheng's heart was full of turmoil. He came to his senses. Now is not the time to talk about these things. The most urgent task is to save the count. "What's the use of this amulet?"

The dean said: "It can bring you back to your peak in a very short time."

Wen Wusheng could no longer understand the Dean's words: "Back then?"

The dean said: "Level 80."

Wen Wusheng was stunned, too much unknown information burst out from the black hole, making him at a loss for a moment.

The dean said: "But the time is very short. I don't know how long it will be. Your chance is very small, but it's not impossible. Go and bring the count back here. I'll see if I can protect him."

Wen Wusheng's eyes were moved.The dean is a ghost, but because of him, he is willing to protect a vampire.

The blood race and the ghost race are clearly old enemies.

When Wen Wusheng knew it was not a thank you, he stuffed the cute little rabbit into his heart pocket, sat back at the computer desk, and finally glanced at the dean.

"Don't feel guilty, I should, I owe you more than you think," the dean urged, "If you can't save the earl, just use the amulet to come back by yourself, don't be stupid."

Wen Wusheng nodded, and logged into the game without hesitation.

In the laboratory, Bai Yu finally recovered from the shock.

When he heard the word "Shi" for the first time, his face turned pale with shock, and he managed to calm down a little, and then he heard from the dean that Wen Wusheng had passed the 80th grade.

When the last name was 80, there are only two in the history of ghosts.

Hundreds of years ago, his father, the King of Ghosts, almost died at the hands of a human surnamed Shi.

Twenty-four years ago, the blood prince almost died at the hands of that man's descendants.

Bai Yu said: "He, he is..."

The dean said calmly: "Wen Wusheng is 23 years old this year."

Bai Yu, who has always been calm, lost all indifference: "It's really him?!"

Bai Yu knew the true identity of the dean, the dean was the ghost king's younger brother, he was the ghost king's son, and the dean was his uncle according to his seniority, so he had no position to lie to him.

"Yes." said the dean.

Bai Yu gradually came to his senses, with a horrified look on his face: "Then he and the earl...? Could it be that before they reincarnated..."

"I don't know," said the dean.

For a long, long time, he didn't speak. Looking at the stars in the sky, endless confusion gradually appeared in his wise eyes.

Why is it that he can clearly see the ending of many things, even though he has warned and taken precautions, many things will still go according to what he sees?

Why do some people come together after going around?

……

Wen Wusheng boarded the game and immediately contacted the earl with the blood sword.

Waited and waited, but there was still no news, and there was no news.

Wen Wusheng's heart sank, he took a deep breath, ready to cater to any result, and headed towards the fighting department.

Hearing from Bai Yu, the battle started here first, maybe there could be some clues of the Earl here, but in fact he has no other way.

In the darkness, Wen Wusheng tried his best to hide himself.He has been with the earl for so many days, and has learned the two basic ghost skills of teleportation and concealment.

It's just that he is very clear that his own level is not high, and high-level ghosts can crack his concealment immediately as long as they release energy detection.

The length of a teleportation distance is also directly linked to the level.When he meets a player with a higher level than him, he is bound to be in danger.

Count, where are you?

Wen Wusheng felt desolate in his heart.

A blood guard walked by in front, Wen Wusheng's eyes flickered slightly.

The patrolling guard was drowsy, and a bloody sword suddenly fell on his neck, and he woke up instantly, scared the shit out of him, just about to scream, but Wen Wusheng covered his mouth.

"Where is the count?" Wen Wusheng asked in a deep voice.

The guard was so terrified that he couldn't breathe, he used his eyes to guarantee that he would not speak out, and begged him to let go of himself.

Just as Wen Wusheng was about to let go, the guard suddenly pointed at Wen Wusheng's back with trembling fingers.

Wen Wusheng suddenly realized something, turned around, and without any preparation, saw the person he was thinking about.

Under the moonlight, the man was still wearing the same black uniform as when he first met, and the golden buttons reflected a gentle and sharp light by the moonlight.

Noble and arrogant.

Standing alone with a blood sword on his back, he looked at Wen Wusheng indifferently.

Behind him is the boundless night, turbulent and mysterious.

"count!"

The moment he saw him, all the uneasiness disappeared, and the sense of steadfastness made him seem to live again.

He's still alive, as long as he's alive.

These two sentences were circulating in his head, and Wen Wusheng was about to rush over to hug him, but he returned to the basket with a slow slap of reason, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and stopped two meters away from the count.

He took the initiative to contact the earl with the blood sword, so the earl could find him through the message.

But before the earl came over, it was impossible not to reply to himself first.

unless……

In the night, countless figures moved, and in the blink of an eye, countless blood races rushed from all directions, and he was surrounded by three layers inside and outside.

The count still looked at him indifferently, indifferent.

Surrounded by blood clans, a tall figure slowly appeared beside the earl.

It was the blood prince he had just met a few hours ago.

Wen Wusheng clenched the blood sword tightly in his hand, and secretly pinched the amulet with his fingers.

The blood race was about to rush forward, the prince waved his hand, signaling them to stop for the time being, and took a few steps towards Wen Wusheng, still with that benevolent expression, sighed: "I really didn't expect you to dare to come back."

"You are really infatuated with the Earl," he sighed hypocritically, "I was still thinking about how to snatch you from that Immortal Bai Yusheng, or use the Earl to trick you back, I never expected..."

Some of the vampires who surrounded Wen Wusheng had unbearable and moved expressions in their eyes.

No one thought that Wen Wusheng would come back. They didn't stop Bai Yu before, and let Bai Yu break out of the encirclement to report to the human world. It is impossible for Wen Wusheng not to know what happened here.

He knew it, but he hardly made any stop.

From the safe place of human beings, step into the realm of ghosts, from life to death.

They serve the blood clan, but it has to be said that Wen Wusheng is a respectable person.

Wen Wusheng looked at him coldly.

The prince glanced at the earl beside him, and said with a smile: "It's not in vain that he likes you so much, he misses you even at the last moment, and wants you not to come back, but you really let him down."

Wen Wusheng's eyes were red in an instant, anxious and distressed, he said coldly: "What did you do to him?!"

The earl's dark eyes were lifeless, and there was no warmth in the pupils.