This Game Is Too Realistic

No!!!

A roar erupted in the blood-smelling cave, and the blood-soaked Beastmaster suddenly woke up from his fury, and at the same time he heard the wailing in the red mist.

altar!

Those guys touched the altar!

A drop of cold sweat mixed with plasma fell from his forehead, and he suddenly realized that he had focused on a certain body for too long!

After completing all the layouts, he really wanted to know the expression on that guy's face, so he deliberately selected this most perfect body from his collection, and used it as a container for himself to walk in the mortal world.

However, it was precisely because of this conceit that the plan had undue mistakes.

The negative emotions generated by the imperfect container devoured his spirit, and he, who was supposed to think calmly, was led by the nose by anger, so that he became an emotional puppet.

And at this moment of negligence, those people actually touched the side of the brood.

But it's too late to regret it now, he can only hope that the guy's two hundred years of cultivation will have some effect.

...No, my friend, can you hear me? Answer me!

Fighting to shatter one warrior who was firing at him, the Beastmaster drove the others back with a deafening roar.

Taking advantage of the slight stagnation in the offensive of the group of difficult guys, he yelled for the Lord of Plague in his heart, and at the same time tried to contact the plague monks in the altar.

However, what made his mood sink to the bottom was that he couldn't contact those guys at all.

They had called for help to themselves, but the voice for help was drowned in the noisy gunshots and roars.

At this time, a weak voice drifted into his ears, like the whisper of a dying person lying on the bedside.

... Goodbye, my friend.

Traveling for two hundred years is very pleasant, but... the world belongs to the newborn little ones after all, and I am still too old after all.

For more than two hundred years, my footprints have spanned five light years, but I have not been able to get out of this mountain. What the child said is not unreasonable. My method may have been wrong from the beginning.

Fortunately, you are still very young... whether by human standards or by our standards.

May you find that ideal kingdom of heaven.

That sentence was like a last word.

At the same time as the voice fell, the last thought connected to his sea of ​​consciousness was completely cut off, and he fell into the bottomless abyss along with its breath.

Although that could not affect the Kingdom of Heaven that had already arrived, he lost the most important card in his hand!

Now we can only hope that the power of the kingdom of heaven itself and the reinforcements from the emperor are reliable enough.

Go to hell! Go to hell!

The Beastmaster let out a furious roar, and completely vented his anger on the group of guys who were biting him. However, it was this fury that made his offensive more and more flawed.

A second needle was inserted into his right leg, and the type B strain extract injected into his body completely broke through the limit of his resilience, and then another white phosphorus bomb bombarded his right half of his body.

The boiling flames carbonized a large piece of skin, and the severe pain almost caused his consciousness to separate from this body.

He staggered backwards, but stepped on a corpse, and his three-meter-high body fell backwards uncontrollably.

That was the corpse of [I am responsible for dying first], and this guy was indeed the first one to lie down among the hundreds of corpses lying all over the tunnel.

Not missing this fleeting opportunity, the outlaw lunatic took the needle thrown by his teammate, rushed forward recklessly, and stuck the needle into the monster's chest.

As soon as the frustration of piercing flesh was transmitted to the tiger's mouth on his right hand, the outlaw fanatic felt a big hand holding his waist, and then he was lifted up.

Ah! Get out of here, you bug!

The Beastmaster let out a painful roar, grabbed the human lying on his chest with his right hand, and violently threw him against the wall and crushed him into pieces.

And at this moment, the self-exposure drone controlled by [Wake Up and Sleepy] from the intelligence department came to him and directly activated the self-exposure switch.

The flames of the explosion pushed him back who had just sat up, and his upper body fell heavily to the ground.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, Midnight with an umbrella and no knife stepped forward and grabbed the shotgun that the outlaw fanatic had dropped on the ground, and then smoothly smashed the huge muzzle directly on the monster's chin.

Die—

He pulled the trigger.

The shattered projectiles exploded with the jet of flames, and the head shattered to the ground like a watermelon.

He didn't stop, but pressed the muzzle of the gun and fired five more shots until the magazine was completely emptied.

The plague champion's body was a bloody mess, and scarlet pieces of flesh were all over the floor.

In that piece of minced meat, he even saw that emerald eyeball...

Is it over...? He let out a long breath, sat back and fell to the ground, he couldn't tell whether the burning heat flowing on his body was blood or sweat.

His right hand touched a puddle of slippery liquid, and he raised his hand to take a look, only to see it was pitch black, then wiped it on his body with a wry smile.

This game doesn't have a harmonious system, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get a version number...

The entire tunnel is full of corpses, including players from the Death Corps, plague monks and goblins. And the thing in front of him, the talking plague champion, is probably the final boss.

At the same time, the red mist that filled the tunnel also changed slightly.

The rancid smell seemed to disappear, replaced by a familiar smell.

All players know what that is.

Xiao Yu should have won.

Laplace looked up, looked around again, and then looked at Brother Umbrella sitting slumped on the ground, What do you do now? Keep going? Or go back and plant the flag on the top of the mountain?

Their mission is to capture the brood.

In fact, capturing the brood is equivalent to capturing the entire Blood Mountain.

When Xiao Yu completely controls the brood in this mountain, it will soon be able to synthesize new fruiting entities to search every corner of the mountain where there is evil and evil, and find those mutants who are hiding and the human survivors they captured.

If there are any left.

Definitely go ahead and see.

Climbing up from the ground, he reloaded the shotgun in the middle of the night with an umbrella and no knife. His exhausted expression was swept away, and he regained his energetic appearance.

...I'm going to see what treasures those mutants have hidden in the palace. They're here, so it wouldn't be a loss not to take a look.

Laplace's expression became a little subtle, and he looked aside with erratic eyes and said.

I think the possibility of being mentally polluted is higher...

...

No, respected Lord of Plague, please don't leave your children...we cannot live without you.

His bloated body was crowded into a ball, and Suo Duo, who was sitting slumped in front of the cauldron, was full of despair, and even lost interest in the unique skill of boiling soup.

It used to be supported by countless believers, but now it is alone.

The plague monks who crowded here in the past all died in the battle with those humans, and there are no weak cubs thirsting for its soup anymore.

The surrounding red mist was still thick and crimson, but he could no longer smell the aura of the Lord of Plague, and only boundless silence remained in response to his prayers.

Its evolution ends here.

No new ones would come out of his pustules.

It lowered its head, like a two-hundred-ton child, staring at the belly piled on the ground and muttering.

Why……

A sigh came from the gradually clear light red fog.

He raised his head and looked blankly into the thick fog, trying to find the source of the sound.

...You, what kind of evolution do you have to become to be satisfied?

It can eat everything! Sodo said without hesitation, without even thinking for a second.

A voice drifting from the mist let out a long and long sigh.

...That kind of thing doesn't exist, even a black hole can't swallow it.

What is a black hole?

Suo Duo looked at the front blankly, not knowing what the words meant, but he heard the negation in the words.

In an instant, that hideous face twisted into a ball, becoming more and more ugly.

You... nonsense! The great Lord of the Plague told us that its mother can swallow the entire planet! As long as we continue to evolve, one day we can-

Maybe.

As if he didn't want to listen to its sleep talk anymore, the voice interrupted it lightly.

...But if that day comes, it must be a disaster for the entire universe.

The voice disappeared.

It's like it's never been here before.

Sodo looked around uneasily, feeling a little terrified at the sudden silence that surrounded him.

At this moment, a burst of brisk footsteps and noise broke the silence in the palace.

The footsteps stopped at the entrance of the palace.

Fuck!

What a big toad! Wait... can this be a toad?

Thanks for taking a closer look and almost missing the real boss.

Brothers, get ready to start a team!

Oh oh oh!

Although he didn't know what those people were talking about, Suo Duo could feel that it was definitely not a good thing.

Facing those guys with green eyes alone, Suo Duo completely panicked this time...

...

The battle of Blood Mountain has come to an end, but the fierce battle on the wasteland of Weifu has just entered a fever pitch.

Supported by the artillery fire from the Iron Heart and the Loyalty airship, the armored formation of the Skeleton Corps fought its way through the siege of the fruit entities.

The 37mm rapid-fire gun continued to vent its firepower, as well as the vehicle-mounted machine gun of the No. 2 tank.

Whether it was the infected who were corroded by Naguo or the dead bodies awakened by Naguo, they turned into dust in front of the rain of steel fire, and were then crushed into the ruts of the track.

But even so, the puppets controlled by mycelium still did not stop, or gathered towards the armored formation that broke into the wasteland, or flocked to the Weifu military base.

When killed, they sink into the soil, only to grow back after a long time.

Like weeds after the spring breeze blows.

As long as the gray-green smog does not dissipate, as long as the hyphae rooted in this soil do not perish——

They are endless!

The sky above the Weifu military base.

The fierce firefight was still going on, with twenty Cloudfly oropters recklessly shuttled in the gray fog-filled sky, pouring the ammunition of the machine guns and rocket pods.

However, the number of batwings flying all over the sky is too large. Even with the support of ground air defense positions, the three attack formations composed of only twenty cloudflies are still difficult to stop.

The four Thunder fighter jets parked in the base scrambled to support, and the 20mm cannon continued to roar, pulling out dazzling tracers in the air.

In addition, 100 propeller planes took off from the Heart of Iron.

But even so, the difference in quantity between the two sides is still huge, not in the same order of magnitude at all.

Especially those batwings didn't rush forward to die in a swarm, but scattered in the vast night sky.

not only that.

The special maneuvering method determines that their flight trajectories are difficult to predict. Even if the speed and speed climb rate are far inferior to the old-fashioned propeller aircraft of the Alliance, it is still difficult to hit them.

This is not beyond the alliance's expectations. After all, many players have learned from the battle in Jinhe City, and even developed a bird-fighting tactic specifically for this kind of birdman. Just shake your head and leave.

Although the maneuverability of propeller planes is not as good as those with wings, it is almost impossible for those guys to catch up with the propeller planes that are fleeing at full speed.

However, the Torch seems to know this in his heart. He didn't get entangled with the alliance's planes in the sky at all, but went straight to the ground military bases, especially the airport!

As long as the airport is captured, the alliance's planes will be unable to resupply, and they will either return to the Iron Heart or land somewhere in the wasteland.

The entire wasteland is full of fruiting entities awakened along with the Kingdom of Heaven.

Even if their individual combat effectiveness is weak, even the claws of death cannot withstand the entanglement of that huge number.

The defense line in the air was quickly breached, and the center of the battlefield was transferred from the air to the ground.

Facing the monsters falling from the sky, the air defense position of Weifu Military Base was forced to stop its output.

A group of soldiers had to pick up their rifles and start a hand-to-hand fight with the beasts with fangs, wings and sharp claws.

As for those targets close to friendly units, the planes hovering in the air cannot let go of their hands and feet to support them, and can only focus on those targets that have not yet landed.

As the flames of war continued to burn, not only the air defense positions and airports were affected, but even the machine gun positions on the edge of the military base were also involved.

Sitting in the cockpit of the Thunder fighter, a trace of hot sweat ran across Luo Yu's forehead.

The 4 ground-to-ground TV missiles have been fired, and there are still 300 rounds of machine gun ammunition left.

Even though nearly a hundred batwings had died in his hands, it was still difficult to have an effective impact on the current battle situation.

unless--

Kill all those guys in biodynamic armor!

He clearly remembered the information on the official website that these batwings were bred by the cubs of mutants. Due to their excessive growth rate, they did not have a complete mind, just like those goblins.

They're even more chaotic than goblins, to the point that they require a Psychic Intervention module to command them.

The Union Institute of Biology tried to decipher the psychic interference signals that manipulated them, but unfortunately failed.

This technology is a singularity for both the Torch and the Alliance, and the usage and ethical boundaries of this technology are still being explored.

Since Torch has no bottom line in the application and experimentation of this technology, and has been researching in this field for more than ten years, it is difficult to say whose technical strength is superior.

But one thing is certain, as long as the biological power armor as the communication node is destroyed, these winged monsters will immediately lose their backbone like headless flies, and change from collective action cannon fodder to disorganized and disciplined beast.

Beasts are not to be feared, just like the alien species that can be seen everywhere in the wasteland, no matter how many there are, they are just mobile experience packs.

At least for players.

But then Luo Yu encountered another difficulty.

The fog around here made it difficult enough to shoot down the batwings, let alone pick out the ones in the biological power armor.

Those people were very smart. They didn't throw all the cannon fodder on the military base, but left a considerable part of them to continue to entangle with the coalition planes, so as to cover themselves hiding in them.

What's more terrible is that this time is different from last time, there may not be only one biological power armor mixed in it.

At this moment, a voice that had been silent for a long time suddenly came from the communication channel.

Eep! (I'm fine!)

Luo Yu was taken aback when she heard that, and then said pleasantly.

Did you get it over there? Great! How does it feel?

Eep...

Xiao Yu seemed to be in a complicated mood, and Luo Yu didn't understand what it was saying for a while.

This situation is not uncommon.

In a sense, its voice is an expression of emotion, and when it can't describe that feeling by itself, it is naturally impossible for others to understand it.

Even he is the same.

Did you eat your stomach?

Yeah. (No, but it's a pity... Those people are actually quite interesting.)

those people?

You mean the guys in the gas masks?

Luo Yu remembered that Xiao Yu and him had complained about the boringness of those guys before, but now they suddenly changed their views on them.

Vaguely guessing what happened, his Adam's apple moved slightly.

Just when he was thinking about how to comfort Xiaoyu, the little guy suddenly cheered up.

Eep... eh? (The battle isn't over yet, I won't let their sacrifice be in vain...Is there anything I can do to help?)

Now is not the time for small talk.

Hearing the firmness in that voice, Luo Yu said immediately without hesitation.

Can you feel those spores around you? The spores secreted by Nago mycelium!

Yeah! (Yes!)

Luo Yu was overjoyed, and asked quickly.

Then... can you find out where their broods are? Or in other words, the core that governs them and similar existences?

His expression is very abstract, but he believes that Xiaoyu can understand, after all, sound is only a carrier of information, and they communicate with language on the surface, but actually communicate with ideas.

Xiaoyu: Eeeeeee...(I can't feel its existence.)

Hearing these words, Luo Yu suddenly remembered that the fourth stage of heaven seemed to exist without a brood, and this was also the final stage declared irreversible by the torch.

But at this moment, another thought suddenly came to his mind, and he suddenly thought.

If the brood on the Blood Mountain is used to produce some fruiting bodies, can it be achieved by using those fruiting bodies as a seedbed to cultivate the B-type Naguo strain?

Although the brood on Blood Mountain has no experience in synthesizing fruiting bodies, the brood in Qingquan City has a large number of blueprints for fruiting bodies.

Even mutants of different species can be used as seedbeds for the production of spores, but there is no reason for the eaters who can emit spores to be unable to be seedbeds.

They just had to figure out a way to insert the genetic fragments of the type B nago strain into the nibblers.

And the ability of borrowing to produce spores is stored in the hive named after Alpha on the Blood Mountain.

That guy has been studying this skill for nearly a hundred years, and he can even transform mutants into various shapes without repeating the shape.

Luo Yu clenched her fists and prayed in her heart.

Xiao Yu was silent for a while, as if she was seriously thinking about the feasibility of this, and also seemed to be making some kind of experiment.

After a while, it answered in the affirmative.

Yeah! (I tried it just now, it works.)

Hearing that voice that sounded like the sound of heaven, Luo Yu's face suddenly revealed a joyful expression, and he really wanted to pick up this guy and kiss him... It's a pity that he was on the plane.

Type B strains had an inhibitory effect on the growth activity of torch-improved type J strains, and the spores produced by the former also had the same effect on the latter.

In other words, the nibbler carrying the B-type strain will be the most direct nemesis of the puppets manipulated by the J-type Nago strain!

Those guys will destroy the Heavenly Kingdom of Weifu Wasteland from the root!

Let those dirty things that keep coming out lie back completely!

Quick! Give birth to more! Without any hesitation, he shouted into the communication channel.

And there was an energetic answer from the other end of the communication channel.

Eep! (Got it!)

...

At the same time, on the altar in the depths of the Blood Mountain, a dense red mist rose from the bottomless abyss.

Standing by the side of the deep pit, Shen Lian stared at the red mist in a daze.

The same was true for the other players beside him, including the drum shampoo machine that he held his head on before, all stared there in a daze.

It's better to let me go down... Liao Dayan muttered, with a trace of regret written in his eyes.

It would be nice if you brought a little more.

Not twenty, but one hundred and twenty, those people may not have to sacrifice themselves...

Although he has developed feelings for those fruiting bodies, he also knows in his heart that they are just Xiaoyu's dandruff, he does not have self-consciousness, and he has never regarded him as his father or anything, just eats and drinks his.

But those guys are living beings...even the AI ​​running on the server.

Edge paddling put his hand on his shoulder, and shook his shoulder.

We should go... At least, we have to take their things back and give them to their families.

In order to win this position, the entire brigade of thousands of people was almost wiped out.

Including those who came to reinforce them, they also left thousands of corpses, and the corpses dropped almost filled the entire passage.

This victory can be described as quite tragic...

Lian Dayan nodded, took a last look at the deep pit, and was about to leave here.

However, at this moment, the crimson fog suddenly shook, and something crawled out of the deep pit.

Slightly stunned, a gleam of joy suddenly appeared in his heart.

Could it be...

However, before that gleam of lucky joy climbed onto his face, the moment he met the eyes of that thing, his mood sank to the bottom along with the ensuing loss.

Miracles didn't happen.

Climbing up is a group of crawlers.

Some also carried several eagers, or other types of fruiting bodies, on their backs.

However, none of those faces were familiar to him.

Only we are immortal... This has been the case since the opening of the server. Standing beside him, he said slowly while paddling on the edge of the water.

Although he had only known her for a short time, he admitted that she was a brave fellow.

...I already knew it. It's not like I just got the helmet, so I don't need you to remind me. Big Eyed Lian grunted.

Paddle on the edge of the water and nodded in understanding, did not continue this heavy topic, and patted his good brother on the shoulder.

...It's time to go.

Lian Dayan didn't speak, just nodded silently, and then followed behind him.

The battle outside is not over yet. Brother Quanshui and the others are probably in the midst of a fierce battle with the torch.

There are still a lot of things to do.

They had to leave some people behind to consolidate the position here, and at the same time, they had to send some people to reinforce the friendly forces at the Weifu military base.

If the manager needs to...