The Wicked Cultivation Game

Speaking of this, Xu Pai looked at the others: But the decision to go to the wild rashly is too dangerous, so I need you to make a voluntary decision, whether to follow me to the wild to find Captain Night, or stay here and wait for news.

The cute girl named Ma Shou was the first to raise her hand and said, I'll go with you!

Seeing this, other people expressed their opinions one after another.

With an idea, they stopped wasting time and quickly contacted a powerful warrior who was responsible for protecting them from the village.

Most of the fighters in Mo Village are unwilling to go out at this point, that is, Xu Pai and the others have charged a high price, only the foreign fighters who came for [Big Head Blood Dog] are willing to accept this order.

Considering the urgency of time, they finally decided to choose the protection of foreign warriors, and the group hurried out of the village and disappeared into the night.

...

The Montessori hunting group is a very powerful and mature hunting group.

Even in the face of the [Giant Beast Bloodhound] riot and the impact of the flock of sheep, they still stick to the wild and hunt.

It's just that the hunting place retreated from the Ruoyun Stone Land to the Yuanyuan Hill.

Among the three [Giant Head Blood Dog] gathering places, Yuanyuanqiu is the closest area to Mo Village.

Both the number of weirdos and the number of [Giant Blood Dogs] have been greatly reduced, which also reduces the danger and ensures the normal operation of the hunting group.

Everyone cheer up, this is the best opportunity for our Montessori hunting group. Most of the other hunting groups have already withdrawn to Mo Village, only we are still persisting. This means that we have lost a lot of money all at once. Competitors. It is at this time that we need to stay in the wild and hunt well in order to harvest more sneaky hunts!

A group of people from the hunting group gathered around Human Soul Fire, listening to the leader's lecture and tomorrow's task assignment.

Zhang Dashou, who was left out in the cold, glanced at the spitting regiment leader from afar, full of complaints in his heart.

He is a player, the second batch of players to enter the game.

Different from the first batch of players, the second batch of players like him who grabbed the game watch and entered the game actually received the 'version benefits'.

Because the first batch of players has already made a splash in Mo Village, and when the second batch of players enters the arena, they will be able to get started immediately and stabilize Yangshou.

Although life was a bit difficult, Zhang Dashou still held on, and began to develop silently. He got a job as a small hunter and participated in several hunting activities, and his experience and experience both increased.

Just when the [Giant Blood Dog] gathered outside, his master, as well as other hunters in Mo Village, were hired at high prices.

It stands to reason that this kind of thing has nothing to do with him as a young apprentice, but his master is greedy and insists on taking him with him, eating an extra head's share of the money, which is double the salary.

The most important thing is that Zhang Dashou has no money to take it himself, which makes people very uncomfortable.

In fact, it’s okay if you don’t have any money, Zhang Dashou still inquired about it, and knew that this time he went out with the hunting group to go hunting.

Sly hunting, that is a good thing that is full of treasures. The meat can be eaten to increase one's cultivation, the bones can be disassembled to forge weapons, the skin can be peeled to sew armor, and other materials can be used to refine medicine and so on.

In short, successfully hunting a sly hunter would bring great benefits, and as an apprentice, he could also drink with it.

Not to mention, the Montessori Hunting Group, a foreign hunting group, actually hunted a [Giant Blood Dog] after being joined by his master and several other local veteran hunters. Since it was killed, the quality has already been received. Because of the influence, he was slaughtered on the spot and dealt with. He, who was dawdling in the head, actually got a mouthful of thick soup.

[Big Head Blood Dog] The thick soup made from dog bones is delicious. Needless to say, the most important thing is...increased attributes!

That's right! It is to increase the attribute!

It may be because he is too weak and his base value is too low. After drinking a sip of thick soup, he actually increased his control power by 0.1, which is comparable to training with the guards for half a day.

But after asking other members of the hunting group, he knew that this phenomenon was unique to him.

Sure enough, after begging for half a mouthful of soup from others in the follow-up, and there was no attribute increase, he was sure that his attribute base was indeed low, so the rewards were rich.

Even so, Zhang Dashou is still very much looking forward to the Montessori Hunting Group being able to hunt a [Giant Blood Dog] again, and then let him have some food and drink. Maybe he can become a super monster just by eating and hunting. The other players have a big head!

Just when Zhang Zhang was thinking about something, the grass not far away suddenly moved.

Zhang Dashou's eyelids twitched in fright.

This is the wilderness, how dangerous the wilderness is, he has heard from others.

Even this slight disturbance still made him nervous.

He, a useless man with no dual attributes at ten points, has basically no other role except to use the hunter's observation ability learned from the cheap master to watch the wind.

He whispered to the members of the Montessori hunting group next to him, and pointed to the grass that had been moved just now.

The man was quite courageous, holding the torch of the human soul, he walked towards the grass over there, but after searching, he quickly said annoyedly: No, there is nothing in the grass over there, it made me nervous for nothing.

I, I just wanted to help...

Zhang Dashou lowered his head, not daring to look at that person.

In this hunting group, his status is the lowest, and it is not bad to be able to do some work.

Want to help? Just your body?

The man's tone was slightly mocking, obviously he looked down on this weak bastard who could only keep watch.

But he couldn't get rid of the person appointed by the old hunter invited by the group leader, but he just felt a little out of sight and out of mind.

Okay, you continue to stay here and watch, I'll go over there to see if the leader's mobilization speech is over.

Staring at Zhang Dashou, the guard took the human soul torch and walked in another direction.

But just as he turned to leave, Zhang Dashou suddenly widened his eyes, staring straight at the guard's back.

I saw that the back of the guard's head was more than half empty at some point, and the whole back of his head was dripping with blood, and something like a thorn ball was desperately drilling into his brain.

The whole picture, under the rising sun of the human soul torch in Zhang Da's hand, can be seen clearly, which makes people's scalp numb.

No horror movie can compare to experiencing it on the spot.

At this moment, Zhang Dashou only felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet, reaching his back and trembling all over.

But he didn't dare to yell out, and subconsciously backed away slowly. He didn't even dare to say anything to the guard. He just watched the man leave tremblingly, and headed towards the fire of human souls where the leader and the others gathered together. go.

One step, two steps, three steps... The guard with the back of his head eaten through came to the gathering place.

The illumination of the human soul fire is not high, there is only a circle around it.

Many people knew the guard, some nodded, some greeted him.

The captain frowned.

A Lei, why are you here? Just leave an outsider in the west to take care of the wind?

Don't worry, leader, Zhang Dashou is a hunter, he is much better than me in terms of ability to let go...

Hearing this, the head of the group nodded slightly, but he was still a little dissatisfied: You'd better go and accompany that kid, camping in the wild, everything should be careful.

Yes, I'll go back now...

The guard was talking, when he suddenly noticed the eyes of other people, all of them looked at him in unison, their eyes were all wide open, as if they had seen a ghost, some of them were eating with bowls, even more so. With a bang, the bowl fell to the ground.

Even the head of the group opened his mouth wide and looked at him trembling slightly.

With a thud in his heart, the guard couldn't help asking: You guys, what's wrong with you? Why do you look at me like that?

He felt that his vision seemed to be narrowed, and the surroundings became dark, but there seemed to be no problem.

However, in the eyes of others.

Alley's head melted completely.

Just like a candle melting in a fire, the skin on his face, like a candle shedding its skin, melted from the top. The scalp was mixed with hair and melted to the nose, exposing half of the skull.

Inside the skull, the flesh and blood has long been empty, only a thorn ball occupying the dove's nest, rising and falling like a heart in his hollow skull.

Strange, weird!

It's weird! Let go!

Strangely possessed! Aleigh is possessed by a strangely possessed body!

Come on, come on speed!

After a moment of scalp numbness, after reacting, the Montessori hunting group exploded completely.

Everyone screamed and scattered in all directions. Only Ah Lei felt that his vision was getting darker and darker, as if he couldn't see anything, and at the same time, he couldn't hear any sound in his ears.

He waved his hands in a panic, as if he wanted to catch someone: What's the situation? I, I can't see, I can't hear? Leader! Are you still there, leader? I seem to be blind all of a sudden! I'm so scared, save me, save me!

save you?

The head of the group who fell to the ground was pale, and looked at the monster whose human skin had melted down to the eyes, and backed away with both hands and feet.

At this moment, Ah Lei suddenly knelt on the ground and let out a scream.

In the wild late at night, the most feared thing is the high-decibel cry.

This kind of sound is most likely to attract those unknown and terrifying existences in the darkness.

Shut him up! Shut him up!!

The leader couldn't help but growled loudly.

At this moment, the deputy head who came in a hurry, aimed at A Lei's head, and chopped it down with an axe.

With a click, Ah Lei's screams stopped abruptly, only his chubby head rolled out.

Dead, dead?

Seeing this scene, the leader was a little confused. He stood up with the support of the people next to him, and approached Aleigh's head cautiously.

That weird thorn ball was still quietly lying in Aleigh's hollow skull.

Deputy Captain, what the hell is this?

I don't know! It's weird that I haven't seen before.

The deputy head's face was slightly gloomy, but he didn't seem to be flustered, his whole body was tense, and a faint inner breath was attached to the surface of his body.

This is a defensive martial skill, and its effect is not strong, but it shouldn't be a problem to defend against a black-level low-level weird attack.

He cautiously approached the thorn ball on the ground, while the head of the regiment also climbed up with hands and feet, and ran towards the deputy head.

Just when the two were about to meet...

Bark! !

The head of the head, who had just run up to the deputy head, was pierced through the forehead by a black spike that suddenly elongated!

Blood splattered on the deputy head's astonished face.

Captain!!

No!!

That weirdness killed the leader!

Hurry up and think of a way! Deputy head!

The Montessori hunting group, and other hunting groups, are somewhat different in job assignment.

In fact, they are using a double regiment system.

The deputy head is the armed side of the hunting group, responsible for the safety of the hunting group.

The leader is the hunting side of the hunting group, and is responsible for the hunting issues of the hunting group.

The head of the group is helpless in the face of the weirdness, so the deputy head can only lead the team to solve it.

In terms of status within the team, although there are divisions between the head and the deputy head, they are actually equal in status, and the team managed by the two is similar to the combination of two teams. In fact, each manages its own.

And this kind of composition is very rare even in large-scale hunting groups. Tracing back to the origin, it is actually because the team led by the head and deputy head is actually two teams.

It's just that later warriors needed to eat and grow up, and the hunting group needed human protection. During the long-term cooperation, they were simply completely merged together to form the current Montessori hunting group.

The two heads of the group are both surnamed Meng, so they are called the Mengshi Hunting Group.

At this moment, the death of the head of the group means that everyone needs the deputy head to give orders.

He looked at the twitching regiment leader who was lying on the ground, and then at the head of A Lei over there, his face was ugly.

That thing is not dead yet, all the sub-groups are moving closer to me! The main group try to stay away from this place as much as possible, use the skills of hunters, hide and lurk, and wait for the signal of assembly!

While commanding the distribution of tasks, the deputy head had already rushed in front of Alei's head, took an ax down, and chopped it on top of the thorn ball.

Unexpectedly, the thorn ball was as fragile as a puddle of mud, and it was smashed by the ax with a snap, and the black residue was splashed all over the ground.

It's just... that's it?

The deputy head felt that something was wrong, and the people of the deputy group had already moved closer to his side, huddled in a circle, staring nervously at A Lei's body on the ground.

Just when everyone didn't know if Wei Wei had died, a high-pitched voice suddenly sounded.

Behind! Deputy head! Behind!

It was Zhang Dashou who spoke. Although he was scared to death, he still shouted loudly.

And when the deputy head suddenly looked back, what he saw was that he had just fallen to the ground and barely saved the head.

At this moment, the head of the regiment had a calm expression, and his eyes were dark as if he had put on heavy makeup. Those eyes looked straight at the group of them.

Regiment, leader?

The leader is not dead?

The people around made some nervous discussions.

But the deputy head said in a low voice with an ugly face: No...he is possessed!

Black blood flowed down the corners of the eyes of the leader who had just stood up.

The originally pure white eyes turned into pitch black like ink!

Weird, possessed!

But this is not the scariest thing.

The scariest thing is...but the weirdness of the possessed leader, after making these changes.

Those pitch-black eyes, like fading, quickly faded away from the pitch-black eyes and turned back into black and white!

Binocular, clear!

Black rank...intermediate rank!