The dimensional game Emperor of Europe descends

“Just yesterday, the survivors in the Fujimi Garden were kidnapped by three scum…”

In the dim and oppressive night, the lone zombies on the streets wandered precariously.

On the side of the road, on the third floor of an apartment building, in the dark bedroom, three dimensional gamers and their protection targets are hiding.

Poison Island Tsuko.

Yes, these four belong to the Poison Island camp.

They met at dusk yesterday in the Taoist hall of the Poison Island family.

They then team up with Poison Island Tsuko, intending to leave the city early to avoid fighting other dimensional gamers.

“Yesterday I found out while scouting…”

A young man in a white robe was sitting on a tattered sofa, and he covered his head and said:

“In Fujimi Garden, there are more than thirty survivor girls who are tortured by players from Komuro’s Takashi camp…”

“Hey! You guy shouldn’t want to save people, right? ”

The fat boy leaning against the edge of the window, on the fat face of the fat pout, his two small eyes narrowed into a slit, and his face was full of disdain:

“Those survivors are just NPCs in the dimensional game, even if they are real humans, after we leave this game, they will die in this apocalypse…”

“But…” Hearing this, the white-robed boy scratched his head, looking annoyed.

“I support you.” “Zero Four Zero” immediately after, a hoarse voice came from the corner of the wall.

It was a young man in his twenties, wearing a white coat, but one sleeve was empty.

He looked flat and said calmly:

“The humans in the dimensional game copy are by no means emotionless NPCs, I want to save people.”

“Are you two crazy!!!?”

Hearing this, the fat man said sadly.

He looked at the eyes of these two teammates with resentment and irritation:

“Hey, your sense of justice is so strong, why don’t you help the old man cross the street in the real world!”

“I helped…” said the white-robed boy on the sofa, while another one-armed youth in a white coat also nodded:

“Yes, I have also been blackmailed by touching porcelain.”

“……”

Hearing this, the little fat man was completely speechless.

“Abominable! How do I spread you two Virgin teammates! ”

He lowered his voice in annoyance and roared, “I don’t have any extra dimensional points at all, if you guys die, I will be downgraded by the game system…”

“Then come with us.” The white-robed boy sitting on the sofa raised his head, and his eyes were as sharp as eagle falcons.

“Yes, join us and become messengers of justice.”

The one-armed young man in the corner said, his face calm, as if he was stating some fact.

“You two are sick in the second place!!! Virgin!!! ”

Seeing this, the little fat man covered his head and squatted on the ground with a distressed face.

But……

He could understand what the two teammates were thinking.

Because, the reinforcement route of these two guys is too strange!

Sitting on the sofa, the white-robed boy Toru Okamoto strengthens the Assassin’s Enhancement in Assassin’s Creed, and has skills such as Hawkeye and Leap of Faith.

Likewise, he inherited the Assassins’ sense of justice.

The other one is even more excessive!

That one-armed young man, Sakai Kawada, strengthened the knightman transformation in Kamen Rider V3…

The strength is weak, but the sense of justice is bursting!!!

“You’re forcing me…”

The little fat man squatting on the ground sighed, and the poison island who was standing at the door playing with the katana in his hand said in a flat tone:

“Ozawa-kun, if you are afraid, you can leave at any time, with your super power, there should be no danger, right?”

“Gee…” Hearing this, the little fat man sighed:

“How can you fix !!!?”

He said: “I still have less than a thousand dimensional points left, if the three of you are solved, I will directly lose seventy thousand dimensional points, and the basic attributes will be emptied…”

“Sorry.” Hearing this, the white-robed young man slowly got up, and he said softly:

“We can lend you the extra dimensional points first…”

“No !!!”

Hearing this, the little fat man clenched his fist sharply, and he said unpleasantly:

“I, Ozawa Moriichiro, am not a bitch, fuck his mother!”

“Hum-”

He straightened up and was light in front of him.

In the air, a rifle full of science and technology was realized.

There is no doubt that in this dimensional game squad, the ability of a little fat man to strengthen is the most powerful!

Apex Hero Evil Spirit

Yes, his enhancement direction is precisely the evil spirit in the recently popular battle royale genre game Apex Heroes.

Now, Little Fatty has only unlocked the evil spirit’s first skill to step into the void, and can directly shuttle through the void at high speed, exempt from all attacks!

His system space also has a large number of guns and explosives, and they are all high-end goods from sci-fi game copies!

This guy was playing pig and eating tiger at the beginning.

“Do you use guns?” He glanced at his two teammates, then shook his head and said, “Well, I guess you guys won’t.” ”

A one-armed Kamen Rider, a melee assassin Assassin’s Creed, how to play fire suppression!

“In short, Toru Okamoto first sneaked over to carry out the assassination, and after the failure, Sakai Kawada transformed into Kamen Rider to support, and then I was in charge of replenishing the gun from afar…”

“That…” Hearing this, Sakai Kawada scratched his head with his left hand and one arm, and the little fat man frowned and said:

“How? You disagree? Lao Tzu has given his life…”

“No, I mean…” he said, bending down and bowing:

“Thank you, Ozawa-kun.”

“Gee…”

The little fat man pouted arrogantly, and then held a sci-fi rifle, aimed at the vine garden on the other side of the street, and observed the black and swarthy sports warehouse with a scope:

“Miss Poison Island is responsible for protecting me, okay?”

“Hmm.” Hearing this, Poison Island Junzi nodded.

Although she is the daughter of a martial artist, her kendo cultivation is very strong, and she has a good white-bladed combat ability, but she is not comparable to a powerful dimensional gamer.

Therefore, she also nodded knowingly.

Seeing this, the little fat man took a deep breath, then raised his hand and looked at the numbers on the fluorescent watch.

He said:

“Prepare, at five in the morning, attack while the enemy is most sleepy.”

“Got it.”

“We’ll work hard! Ozawa-kun! ”

……

At the same time, in the sports warehouse of the vine beauty garden.

Here, it has turned into a hell on earth.

More than thirty girls, tied to the beams of the sports warehouse, were tied to ropes.

Among them, Komuro Taka, who is the target of the camp’s protection, wails and roars like a wild beast…

No, he has lost his mind and turned into a beast.

Throughout the sports warehouse, a lilac mist filled the room.

“Hum-”

On the ground of the sports warehouse, there was a magnificent magic array, and on this magic array, there was a black and dark evil aura.

“Almost done, almost done, almost done, ahaha!!!”

Morbid maniacal laughter sounded.

In front of this magic array, there was a man in a black robe: 0

He was only about twenty years old, but his skin was wrinkled and loose, and his hair was pale and dry, like an old man on his way.

But in fact, his strength is far beyond ordinary people, and even if he faces him with Quancheng, he does not dare to underestimate him.

“The Dark Bible…”

He muttered, looking at the black book suspended on the magic array, and the corners of his shriveled mouth grinned:

“Hey, hey, Lord Demon, answer my call…”

……

In the corner of the warehouse, there were two figures, one fat and one thin, staring at the black-robed magician with trepidation:

“Is that guy crazy?”

The sound of the urn sounded.

Among them, the fat figure, the skin is miserable green, there are two fangs at the corners of the mouth, and the figure is extremely developed.

He was dressed in dirty torn leather armor and held a heavy axe in his hand.

Kishimoto Somori, the hard work of the Demon Beast Race is strengthened.

After strengthening into the lowest level of hard labor, Kishimoto Somori obtained the orc bloodline, and his goal was to become a powerful and unparalleled orc sword saint!

The other was wearing a black trench coat with a strand of golden bangs on his black hair.

On his arm, a silver duel disc was tied.

Yasuda Sato, Yu-Gi-Oh Card Duelist Enhanced…

“Don’t worry, even if he is completely crazy, I can clean him up.”

Looking at the crazy black-robed magician, Sato Yasuda sighed:

“What the hell is that guy Watanabe jiri, what the hell is doing…”

That black-robed magician was none other than Watanabe Shiri.

His direction of enhancement is the Dark Bible and the Cthulhu Sorcerer.

Such a strange direction of strengthening made him this crazy look.

And his strength is extremely secretive, and he looks extremely terrifying…

But……

“You can’t hurt the duelist without breaking my monster, which can be a rule-level iron law.”

The corners of his mouth raised, and Sato Yasuda scoffed.

After strengthening the Duelist in Yu-Gi-Oh, he gained immunity from all attacks.

As long as the monster he summons is not dead, he will not be attacked.

However, once the monster he summoned 3.4 is seriously damaged, his body will also be traumatized, and if the damage spills too much, it will even cause his bones to disappear in an instant.

Therefore, instead of exchanging some cheap cards, he concentrated all the dimensional points and exchanged them for a hole card…

“Hey, wait and see…”

He smiled wickedly, raised his head, and looked at the girl after girl tied to the warehouse.

The female students of the Fuji Beauty Garden were all thrown into the magic array, and one by one they made an unconscious whimpering sound, which made Sato and the two a little unable to hold back.

However, the strange black fog of the black magic array, as well as Komuro Takashi, who rushed over like a wild beast, made them still hold back the desire in their hearts.

This is absolutely fraudulent.

As senior dimensional gamers, both of them have experienced four or five dimensional games, and in the face of such a weird scene, they naturally will not go up to give away people’s heads.

……

“Hum-”

At this moment, in mid-air outside the warehouse.

The dark mist rose, and an invisible black shadow was quietly looking down on everything in the warehouse.

Invisible electromagnetic waves poured out from the black ghost’s body, scanning everything within a radius of 100 meters.

“Interesting…”

A few kilometers away, Kazumi Makoto watched this scene playfully, waiting for dog-eat-dog from both camps.

Snipe mussels compete with each other, fishermen profit, nothing more. _

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