Shuraba Player

"...I think you should pay more attention to the key points."

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and Bai Zhi began to try to change the subject.

"Compared to these, you should be more concerned about what are the ten halls of Yama..."

"That's what we care about."

Stretching out her hand in front of her, Anna began counting her fingers very seriously.

"Yan Luo of the Ten Palaces, if we subtract the three of us, there are still seven lolis, which means that His Royal Highness needs at least seven lolis."

"...It's Yama of the Ten Temples."

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Just when Bai Zhi was dumbfounded and explained to a few lolis that not only lolis can take up the position of Yama of the Ten Temples, on the other side, a one-sided war is going on.

"Sure enough, after level 25, the player is transformed."

Looking at the defensively impregnable town in front of him, the blond man in a fluffy white suit couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Their original plan to quickly collect more souls in a short period of time encountered strong obstacles before the plan was implemented.

The player's transformation lies in the key node of level 25, the core of all kinds of strange personal talents, endowing players with all kinds of weird abilities that are no less than strange talks.

Relying on their hard power, they may be able to easily kill hundreds of players who have not built a personal talent core, but it is impossible to easily kill a player who has built a personal talent core.

And in the small town in front of him, there were at least five players above level 25.

"Well, what's the situation?"

Turning his head, William looked at the pure white nun beside him.

"The field-type ability [Dust-free Domain], any unrecognized existence cannot enter it, and the player who releases this ability is expected to have the type of [Repulsion] as his personal talent core."

Withdrawing her gaze from the small town in front of her, and holding the pure white cross hanging on her chest, the nun nodded.

"It is estimated that in five minutes at most, this field will collapse."

"Five minutes..."

After a moment of pondering, William turned his head to look at the boss standing at the rear of them.

To be honest, there are some things he doesn't quite understand.

In order to pay attention to efficiency, their six-person team should be divided into teams. There are 66 small towns. It takes too long for them to find each town one by one.

But I don't know what their BOSS thinks, they don't use the obviously better method, and insist on adopting this least efficient method, and I don't know what the plan is...

But when he was thinking about this matter, music suddenly came to his ears.

No, it's not so much the sound of music as it is the sound of an instrument.

It seems to be the performance of the piano, every piece of music is full of sadness, full of memories of life.

The sound of the piano is like a trickle of water, flowing quietly in the years. Listening to the sound of the music passing to the ear, such a picture involuntarily emerges in the heart of every listener.

It was a beautiful black-haired girl, alone in the summer afternoon, thinking of her dead friend, thinking of all the beauty in life, thinking of the past that has disappeared, and the music is full of memories of life.

Listening to the sound of the piano reaching his ears, William's face could not help showing sadness and longing, but soon, he forced himself to wake up from the music.

"...Musician?"

After picking it up a little, William raised his head and looked forward.

At the only entrance and exit of the town, the figure of a young girl appeared there at some unknown time.

The girl is dressed in the standard Japanese JK style, with long black hair reaching her waist, fair skin, and looks as pure as snow. In the opponent's hand, she is also carrying a violin.

…violin? Not a piano?

"Who are you?"

Far away, the girl's slightly cold voice came from the gate of the town.

"Us? Who are we to rescue your messengers."

Smiling slightly, the priest stepped forward first.

"This beautiful lady, can you please cooperate with our actions a little bit? In this case, we will be very grateful to you."

"The Immortal Priest..."

When seeing the priest who came out, the girl's pupils shrank obviously.

Compared with doctors, priests are obviously more vicious.

—Doctor His danger lies in the [New Humanity] organization he represents, but the danger of this undead priest from the West comes entirely from himself.

In the west, this famous undead priest is even synonymous with disaster.

Those who come are enemies and not friends.

And how can it be ordinary players who can stand with this undead priest?

"If you have the ability, come and try it."

The words were not speculative, and she quickly calmed down. After scanning the uninvited guests one by one, she said this sentence in a flat tone, and the girl turned around and walked back to the town.

...From that [Undead Priest], she sensed extremely strong malice.

Volume II The Miracle of Microprobability: Chapter 1317 Chapter 400 Movements and Hymns (4k)

Rose Town.

The 66 small towns divided by the doomsday advance group are evenly distributed in this doomsday domain.

In the domain of doomsday, only these small towns can be regarded as relatively safe places, or these places were originally set up for ordinary people.

As for the degree of danger outside the small town, this point can be known just by looking at what happened to the salted fish on the back.

The only ones that can safely pass through the cities and towns are those unmanned buses, but the nature of these buses and even those strange talks is the result of ordinary people being transformed by the doomsday...

In the face of doomsday, ordinary people seem too fragile.

Capture the flag in the small town is just one of them. If the players fail to rescue all the current 3 million people from this doomsday domain, the ordinary people in the town will still be accompanied by the doomsday advance team. was taken away.

The Doomsday Realm is already easy to enter and difficult to exit, not to mention taking a whole 3 million ordinary people out of here together.

— This is a blatant conspiracy.

Of course, low-level players and those ordinary people don't know this kind of thing, and at this moment, they still maintain the most basic hope in their hearts.

But different from those people, to Son Mingxue, her heart has sunk to the bottom.

[Zhan Ji Jue Chang] This guild can be regarded as a well-known player guild in Japan, and as the president of the [Zhan Ji Jue Chang] guild, she naturally knows more than ordinary players Secret Azusa.

The expected rescue did not come, and the disaster players like [Undead Priest] appeared here swaggeringly. The significance of this is already obvious.

...These people have become abandoned children.

"Well, believe it? Will we still lie to you?"

When the preoccupied girl had just returned to the town, a voice that sounded a little slapped came from the side.

When Sonomaxue turned her head to look, a figure of an orange cat with a bundle tied around its neck sitting on the wall and holding a glass of Sprite appeared in front of her eyes.

Seeing her looking over, the talking orange cat raised the cup in her hand in a decent manner.

"Girl in confusion, would you like a glass of delicious iced Sprite?"

Song Mingxue: "..."

...This orange cat, which looks weird no matter how you look at it, was something she met yesterday.

At that time, the orange cat politely stood in front of her and said that he was lost and that we were very hungry, and then asked her for a thousand pieces of dried fish gracefully...

She once thought that the orange cat was a ghost who sneaked into the town from outside the town, or a legendary monster, so she wanted to drive him out...but she lost to a cat gorgeously.

But aside from other things, this orange cat is very polite, except for the occasional chatter and some minor problems, as long as it can be tolerated, it is a good communication partner.

For example, this time, if it wasn't for the other party's reminder to prevent those uninvited guests from entering the town, who knows how unmanageable the situation would be.

Although there are many players in this town, and there are a few players above level 25, from Son Mingxue's point of view, even if they are all added up, they are not enough to beat the undead priest.

Compared with her own strength and the opponent's record, she is still very self-aware.

...if their resistance fails, what will happen?

Song Mingxue didn't know, but in her perception, that would be a very bad consequence.

"How strong are they?"

After thinking for a while, Son Mingxue asked the orange cat in front of him.

"It's very strong, especially the one at the back. Even we can't beat him... But it's still far behind our master. If you try to fight, you'll probably be knocked down in a second."

Stuffing the cup in his hand into the bag, the orange cat took out a small piece of dried fish from nowhere and threw it into his mouth, chewing and suggesting in his mouth.

"Let's run away, for the sake of what you gave us to Xiaoyu, we can take you to escape together, even if you want to escape from this doomsday domain, there is no problem, how about it?"

"Can you help?"

My heart was slightly moved by it, looking at the orange cat in front of me, Son Mingxue spoke to the other very seriously.

"As long as you can help take all these people out, then I will give you whatever you want, and Xiaoyuganshan will be fine!"

"Although the dried fish is good, don't be greedy."

Raising a cat's paw in front of him, a certain orange cat looked serious.

"Do you think it's easy to get in and out of this kind of place? Based on our ability, we can only take three or five people to leave here, but there are at least tens of thousands of people here, right?"

"It's a few million..."

The little hope in her heart was shattered, Son Mingxue spoke weakly.

...Then she saw the orange cat in front of her roll her eyes vividly.

"Wait to die, it's hopeless."

"Uh... then can you help me deal with those people?"

After thinking for a while, Son Mingxue changed the question.

The strength of the orange cat in front of her is undoubtedly very strong in her eyes. After all, she can defeat herself quite easily.

With the help of the other party, maybe she can keep this town.

And when she asked this question, this time, the orange cat in front of her was silent.

After one person and one cat stared at each other for a while, the orange cat turned over from a sitting position to a standing position on all fours, holding the small piece of dried fish in its mouth, tilting its head slightly Puzzled and innocently meowed.

"Meow?"

Song Mingxue: "..."

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At the same time, outside the town.

A group of six people headed by Pluto stood outside the town, quietly waiting for the collapse of the invisible realm that resisted their entry.

They are not in a hurry, or they seem a little leisurely.

As long as the domain collapses, they will become gods of death and enter it to start the final harvest.

It's just that it didn't take long for the sound from the musical instrument to be heard far away from the town.

Shamisen, shakuhachi, different from the previous piano sound, this time it is a sad music full of Japanese flavor.

The sound of the music is invisible and qualityless, like the swaying drizzle in spring, moistening things silently. Under the influence of the sound of the music, an impulse to leave here unconsciously surged in their hearts.

"Even if you close your hearing, it's useless. This is music that goes straight to your heart...musician?"

Stretching out his hand and picking his ear with his little finger, William had a look of surprise on his face.

This kind of music that directly affects the depths of the heart is quite useful in certain occasions. No wonder when they came to this town, the surroundings of the town seemed so peaceful.

Those monsters wandering in the surrounding wilderness probably left spontaneously under the influence of this music.

But for a player of his level... this kind of trick is still not qualified.

Who can become an inheritor, which one is not a one-in-a-million genius? Their inner determination is far beyond what other players can match.

At best, the sound of this kind of music can only disturb them a little, or it can't even play a disturbing role.