I walk the career line in dog blood

"what happened?"

The sudden shaking of the ground woke up countless players who were still in the mountains. They hurried out of their tents, packed their things in a hurry, and called their teammates.

"Another earthquake?" The face of the contestant who had experienced the seaside earthquake changed, but then he was relieved when he thought that there was no sea here, and there would be no tsunami.

"Extinguish the fire, go to an open place immediately, and be careful of falling rocks on the mountain." In the dark, the contestants ran to the open space in an orderly manner.After a few days of rigorous screening, these people already know what it means to be calm.

"Hehe, without the tsunami, the earthquake wouldn't be scary?" The game designer looked at the calm players inside with a smile. He glanced at the communication watch and calculated the time when the machine would officially start.

All organs after the third floor have already set up automatic programs, even he himself cannot pause or advance.The reason for this is that the game has been hacked before, which caused all the plans for that session to be disrupted and the response was not good.

He stood up and walked to the simulation table of the game venue. The entire game arena was reduced to a three-square-meter simulation table according to the real scale.

The designer arbitrarily zooms in on a certain valley, and there are several villains in the valley that refer to the players.He could see the actions of those small people at this moment. They were all walking down the mountain, where there was a small plain.

"Huh?" The designer noticed a villain without a player logo, "Stowaway?"

He immediately found out where the player's code name was, and entered the live broadcast room. He was indeed a stowaway without a player uniform or character watch.This person is a bit embarrassed at the moment, his unruly actions have been causing trouble, but other people around him are willing to protect him, and there are many complaints in the live broadcast.

"Evil worm?" The game designer stroked his chin, his eyes sparkling with interest.

"Even mid-level Zerg can easily attract control. This bug is a mutant, right? Just like Qin..." the game designer licked the corner of his mouth, "Powerful abilities, and almost no sense of morality."

He was very curious about where the limit of this control ability would be, would it make those controlled Zergs prefer to sacrifice their lives to save him?

On the small plain separated by a mountain, the rocks and trees tumbled down together and rumbled. The flying people in Ken's team had all changed into insect shapes, and they flew up with their teammates.

The earthquake was felt very strongly, and cracks appeared on the ground.These cracks spread to both sides at an extremely fast speed, and the ground began to bulge, as if something below was pushing up.

"It's not like an earthquake, but rather a strong crustal movement, such as plate movement." An Yinong quickly retreated to the land without obvious cracks.

However, in the blink of an eye, a new crack appeared under his feet, and this small plain was on the fault zone.

There are landslides and rolling rocks on the mountain, there are ground cracks under the mountain, and the sky is so dark that the road cannot be seen clearly. There is no really safe place.

"Go here." Qin grabbed him who almost fell, his hands were broad, strong and warm.

The ground cracked and swayed, but Qin walked steadily with every step. There was a strong self-confidence in him, which made people feel at ease when they saw him.An Yinong also quickly calmed down, where he stepped on the piano, falling rocks and cracks couldn't keep up with them.

Fengchi caught up with it, and it floated more than ten centimeters, the small curls on its paws rolled up a small wind, standing next to it was like a mobile air conditioner.

The two and the beast walked up the relatively calm slope while avoiding cracks and rolling stones.

The soil soaked by the rain is not easy to walk on, and after walking for a while, the soles of the feet are covered with a layer of mud and dead leaves.The grass elves lay on the leaves and trunks, hugging the branches and leaves tightly, while looking at them, these uninvited guests, with wide eyes.

"Who?" Suddenly Qin frowned and stopped.

"Chirp—" The bird flying over the grass called out, and a drop of dew rolled down from the tip of the leaf. Before it hit the ground, it was shattered by a murderous air wave.

The birds scattered on the ground, and those who couldn't dodge were cut in half by the invisible knife, and the blood drew a straight line on the grass.

"What?" An Yinong also sensed a strange aura, and he looked around vigilantly.

There seemed to be things coming from all directions, but before he could react, thin ice appeared around him, bang bang bang like bullets, leaving marks on the paper-thin ice, but it was intact.

who is it?Is it a player?Met by chance, or an enemy who deliberately set up an ambush here?

He didn't have time to think too much. The ground was heaving and cracking, as if something underneath had pushed the thin crust open. The plants on the slopes were tottering and the animals were scurrying about.

The shaking of the ground was so severe that An Yinong's feet were unsteady, and he was pulled by the piano so that he would not fall down.

His embarrassment aroused the dissatisfaction of the audience in Qin's live broadcast room, and they all scolded him for being a "slip".

The audience in An Yinong's live broadcast room desperately reminded: "Don't forget your ability to control plants."

It is also a typical example that the audience outside the stadium is more nervous and excited than the players inside.

The air twisted, and a person appeared. I don't know when he appeared in the surrounding area, and how long he stood there.

It's a little inaccurate to say 'stand', these people are floating.They wore black robes different from the player's clothes, and wore bony six-hole masks on their faces. They were about the same height, short, fat, and thin. They didn't know who was who, but they had a murderous look.

Seeing the costumes of these people, An Yinong thought of the doctor with a bird's beak in the Middle Ages, which represented the appearance of the plague.

"Soul Race!" The six-person team over there also noticed the situation here. They stopped when they had already spread their wings to leave, and their faces were solemn.

The short-haired blue-haired man at the head absorbed the power around him, and the wind brought the leaves to swirl around him.

Soul race?An Yinong looked at these uninvited guests.

This is what Qin said, one of the alien races that often appears on the battlefield?

The aliens in black robes shifted their direction, as if they had formed some formation, and strange sounds came out from those strange bone masks. The ear-piercing sounds carried special magic power, and the people who heard them seemed to be cursed with 'silence'. Blank.

An Yinong was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, these black-robed monsters quickly grew in size, and they were already three to four meters tall.The grass blades around them withered and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the skin and flesh of the birds that were not completely dead melted away, leaving only feathers and bones.

Death was spreading, and the dead air was swallowed by them, dense like a swarm of mosquitoes.

"These can't kill me." Qin had no expression on her face, she just stood in front of An Yinong.

There was a weird laughter from the darkness.

The colic in the brain made Qin more awake, and the frost spread from his fingertips, over the new teammates and attacked the surrounding 'soul race'.

He fought for half his life, drove away countless aliens, and offended countless aliens.So he was not surprised that the foreign race came to kill him on purpose, he was ready to die at any time.

Just don't involve other people.

On the trembling land, An Yinong kept hugging Fengchi's neck. He saw frost on the grass outside, and snowflakes flying in the air like fireflies.In the spot of light, a warrior dressed in silver frost was condensed, walking towards all directions with a sword in his hand.

They have no entity, sometimes gather and sometimes disperse, unable to capture the trajectory.

There was a louder hoarse cry from the masks of the black robes, the circle of dead grass blades expanded again, and clusters of black air gathered above their heads.

The black air seems to have a great lethality to life, and even the wind across the ice stomped in fear.

An Yinong comforted it, he knelt down and stroked the ground, the torn ground roared, and the dead air spread underground, killing the sleeping seeds and animals underground.

"A shady race." This is not a temporary killing, but cutting off the vitality of the land.

He frowned, and looked at the men in black robes again.

At this time, the live broadcast room was also in chaos. They found that not only Qin, but also some other players who had received attention were also attacked by alien races.

They accept that Zerg players can kill each other, and it is fine to die, but they absolutely do not allow aliens to enter the game to kill their Zergs. This is a matter of principle.

Complaint letters flooded the game organizer, and even some people came to question it.

The person in charge is the old god. While asking his subordinates to conduct a thorough investigation, he put his legs on the table and said lazily, "It's just a few soul races, it's not enough for Qin to chop at once. What's the rush? The most important thing now It is to find out the way these things come in, but I want to know who is playing tricks."

As he said, the soul race is extremely lethal to the living body, but Qin's frost soldiers are severe winter and cold, one of the symbols of death, and the dead air has no effect on it.Accompanied by the cold wind, they suddenly appeared in front of the black robe, and cut off the mask on the face of the soul clan with one knife.

The beige bone mask fell off, revealing a swirling nothingness inside: "Ah——"

The harsh sound of scratching the blackboard pierced into the eardrums, and this sound almost emptied the live broadcast room of everyone.

Audiences have encountered the soul clan composed of data in the virtual world, and experienced the baptism of the death sound of the soul clan, but they were unable to parry the real death sound of the soul clan, which was still a weakened version separated by a layer of screen.

"Mute! Mute!" the audience yelled, covering their ears.

Even if the audience is like this, the players on the scene are even more miserable.

Killing, resentment, twisting, madness... It made the soul feel the tearing sound bursting open, An Yinong's brain was dull, and he felt that his brain had been taken out to play a roller coaster of death. He shook his head and saw The world is black, life is red, and blood is white.

Everything is so chaotic and indescribable, accompanied by fear that makes the soul tremble.

The soul race is a life formed by the condensation of resentment when the soul dies.So when the soul race dies, all the negative energy will explode, and people who hear their death sounds are said to go crazy.

An Yinong wasn't crazy, but his head was in pain like it was torn apart.An Yinong knelt on the ground with his head in his arms, his ears, nostrils and eyes began to bleed, and the world presented another picture.

But this is just the beginning, where the soul race died, black smoke formed a set of strange symbols, they rotated and slowly solidified, and a new soul race appeared in the blink of an eye.

"There are soul priests here." Ken gasped.

At this time, another bang was heard, and a mountain bag near them exploded, and a giant like a mecha stood up.

It shook off the stones and dirt on its body, and said an electronic voice with no change in tone: "I didn't expect to guard two fish at a time. Mountain witch, your 'sacrifice to ask for directions' is quite useful."

There was a strange crackling laugh in the air, like a response.