When it comes to fighting, Marceau admits that he really can't kill all those filial sons of Nurgle one by one, but when it comes to escaping, those stupid big men who can only walk on their legs just because of their strength and physique, and who have neither power armor nor jetpacks, can catch up with him? Therefore, after jumping and climbing in the rooftop area for a while, Marceau very smoothly turned those filial sons into defeated dogs who could only roar in distant places, and could not even find a target in pursuit. It's just that some players have chosen to take the initiative to fall, and Marceau must turn on detection and listening with all his might from now on, lest anyone want to trouble him.

Thinking of this, the cat cub lowered his head, pulled out a flying axe from the axe bag on his waist, and then got up and threw it at the player who was looking at the street on the other side of the street - this body was already rotten, and the whole minibus was missing from his face, Marceau didn't think that a normal person could be so vigorous after losing his chin, besides, this guy in the gray vision had a big red background, if he could still be injured by mistake like this, the cat cub would really admit it.

The axe crossed the street and landed exactly on the guy's head, who fell straight back to the ground, and then heard a scream from under the guardrail, sounding ...... Considering the diversity of voices, Marceau did not rush over, but stopped here for a while, and finally a dwarf poked its head out, and he looked around, but did not find Marceau-the kitten cub is now crouching in the shadow caused by the rooftop, with a black suit, this guy can find it, so he said a few words, and the two who also chose to fall ran from the other side. Marceau didn't move, but watched as they dragged the corpse down the stairs, and then went down the outer wall to the house across the road, where the kitten pushed the front door, no doubt locked from the inside or blocked with debris. And there seemed to be someone inside, a completely incomprehensible scream, Marceau blinked, and found that it seemed that a whole group of adventurers had chosen to betray this plane, since this was the case, then don't blame Ben Meow for being ruthless.

Once again, a litter of rats was summoned, this time with two additional rats, so the kitten had the five rats and a dozen rats start gnawing the door, drawing the guys' attention upstairs, and Marceau followed the outer wall to the third floor. Pushed a few windows, and it was good, these guys had a habit of closing windows, so the kitten took out his dagger, kicked the wooden lock on the inside of the window, and got into the house.

Several players died in the room, and Marceau confirmed their deaths, revealing that four of the five had died due to the epidemic. Another has a silver dagger stuck in his chest, and seems to have chosen to commit suicide because he didn't want to be forcibly converted. Marceau used the silver dagger on the dude's chest to make up for each of the other four, and when one of them pierced a corpse, the dwarf's corpse 'jumped', and then Marceau simply pressed him to the floor, and the silver dagger slowly but firmly pushed into its chest, and the dwarf finally stopped struggling.

Marceau was a little uneasy. After pulling it out and stabbing it twice, after confirming that the unfortunate man who had been transformed into a living corpse was really dead, he got up and pushed open the door and slipped to the second floor.

"I really shouldn't have listened to you!" Marceau heard a woman's voice, lingua franca, at the top of the stairs. The kitten poked its head out curiously and looked at a human female...... Player, this player is standing in front of a living corpse player: "What power do you say, but you see how evil this power is, compared to them, the bugs are the most upright gentlemen, and now ......" "Now the great demons of Nurgle have come!" We laid down this bank to grab the money, just so that you can take them all out, we cut the characters and can come back, as long as you take the money out, our whole team can get unimaginable profits, so dear, don't ask those unrealistic questions, they have already loaded the money on the second floor. ”

The lingua franca of the living corpse player is very ugly, and Marceau can barely hear the voice of the living corpse, but considering that he is a filial son of Nurgle, these guys can still remember what the lingua franca says is already rid of the fate of cannon fodder, but it seems that these guys still want to make a big profit.

"But I like the name of the team now, I don't think it's possible for the natives to make this city in ruins, what will you do if they counterattack. The living woman still didn't want to give up her speech.

"When the time comes, you will be responsible for killing us, and then you will become a good foreigner who kills your relatives in righteousness, and we will change our numbers and join us and build a new adventure party, how about it. "To be honest, this suggestion of a living corpse sounds good, and there is a 'beauty' of running away for a big vote, but Marceau thinks that with your thoughts, the aborigines only need a lie detection to determine whether this girl is a thief or a hero.

"Okay, dear, you go down and get the money, I'll go to the rooftop to take a look, just now Xiao Zhao was just killed on the rooftop, I'm afraid that if no one is watching from above...... There may be uninvited guests. ”

"Okay, I'll go find Lao Fei and Lao Liang, be careful when you go up. ”

Marceau pushed open the door on the left side of the staircase, covered it and listened to the footsteps going upstairs, when the footsteps rang out from outside, the kitten slowly pushed open the door, followed behind the big man, and when it came to the center of the corridor, the kitten popped out the stabbing blade with both hands and penetrated the opponent's waist, failing to identify the sacred damage, the living corpse knelt on the ground, and then Marceau swung his pickaxe and nailed it into the back of the living corpse's head. A kill record appeared in the system, Marceau didn't stop, he stabbed the silver dagger through the side of his back socket, this time, the guy struggled to the ground, and after he gradually stopped struggling, the real kill record appeared in the system again.

Marceau came to the stairs on the rooftop, pushed open the manhole cover to confirm that there was no one on the roof, and the cat cub turned his head and went down to the second floor, the players who were loading the money did not expect that an assassin had already entered the house, looking at the three people who were facing away from the door and carrying various ornaments and valuables, Marceau pulled out his musket, walked behind one of the living corpses, put his right hand on his head and popped out the stabbing blade, and then put the musket in his left hand against the head of another living corpse, and the silver bullet directly opened the skull of this guy. Until this time, the living lady was still in a daze, completely unaware that someone would be so 'crazy'.

That being the case, in the next second, a short sword pierced the female player's abdomen.

Eternal death is the best reward that the living can give to the wicked. (To be continued.) )