() Chapter 5 Fate

The gray sky, the music full of death, the blood-like liquid flowing on the ground, all kinds of monsters raging, and when the slaughter and being killed are carried out, you can clearly feel the tremors of the muscles and that slimy feeling. No need to ask why, fortunately there are trustworthy friends, and we live and die together!

After pushing back the huge mutant beast with a machete, we felt more and more of a kind of jīng exhaustion, and we were forced back to a low castle, the kind of medieval castle that often appears in ghost novels. The slimy feeling fills the whole body, and the unspeakable discomfort is uncomfortable, and the monster attack continues, or, the following should be greeted by the BOSS, or, if you are lucky, you will encounter a sci-fi module; However, the scarred flesh dragon approached again, although the attack power was not very good, but the rotten sticky mucous membrane-like muscles ** were really unbearable. Dodging sideways, bouncing and falling into the castle through the side window, facing the hunter?

It's a hunter indeed, it's supposed to be a bounty hunter, and he's accepted the guy who was hired to protect the secrets of those mutations. Mei sneaked in, and I quietly raised my shotgun. I hit the target accurately, but when the target didn't reflect anything, I knew that I was just hitting a shadow; At the same time, the hunter hiding in the corner found me and struck me. Phantom blocked this bullet for me, or he had already discovered this little trap, but we had no choice, if there was no trap, it would be over in one qiē; If it's a trap, then, Phantom blocks the bullet, and I still attract the hunter's hatred, and Mei can seize the opportunity, and at least Mei can survive anyway. After all, it's a game of death.

"It hurts, friend, I guess I..., but don't be sad, death is just a matter of time, even if you survive this level, you may not be able to pass the next level, anyway, I'm tired of it, it's a pity, it's a pity that I should tell a story about me." Phantom lay on the ground and muttered to himself as if he were the last word.

"The unfortunate have their own misfortunes, but the experiences of the successful are mostly similar; If you continue like this, I'm afraid—" The sound of footsteps in the open boots gradually came, "Hurry up, Tin Man, it wasn't the armor-piercing bullets that the hunter attacked you just now. ”

“？ What about the charm, and the hunter? "There are many possibilities for sudden silence.

"We're here!" A gruff voice replied, and then, poor Charm, was thrown to the ground, "Maybe we should have a good talk." The hunter smiled kindly, like the elders who tried to deceive the young people.

"Well, we don't have a chance of winning anyway, and most importantly, it doesn't seem like you're going to kill us or devour us." Since it wasn't implemented, there must have been a conspiracy, and I don't think that guy would have had a compassionate idea.

"Oh, actually, it's nothing, it's just that we have manpower here, if there are only NPCs in a game, it's not called a game, we can't be activated for too long, and if it's idle for too long, it will be compressed and compressed, woo, what a beautiful paradise this is, but now, you can also see it, not only can the background only be bloody and rough, but even the mighty Tuka, that is, the skin of the Earth Walking Dragon you just saw has been compressed off... In total, we are also the souls of many generations older than you, whether in terms of respecting the old and loving the young or otherwise, you should help us, and only you can save us, you are like the gods in the sky, and your kind hearts will definitely help us fulfill our poor little wishes, oh, I will not be disappointed..."

"Don't say that, we're going to do our best...", the big-headed phantom seemed to be about to readily agree, but I was knocked unconscious by a rifle butt from behind.

"If a life can even be given up, then how can I believe it, not to mention those painful memories that no one will forget, dark particles, negative feelings, long-term peeling must make you miss the feeling of **, sight, hearing, touch, joy, anger, and emotion. These wonderful things can only be transformed into longing, and you will never get it, oh, don't tremble, in fact, why should you run away from it again and again, just as the living cannot escape death, you cannot escape the fate of formatting..."

"Haha, but, I don't! Sweet! Heart! Why, why have I suffered so much for so many centuries, why do you know this, why do you understand the longing of our hearts, why such pain can only be traded for pain, I, no, willingly, heart! The hunter continued to conjure up various forms, as if his body was an ever-changing cloud of smoke, except for a few wisps of scarlet scarlet face looming in the smoke.

"I'll tell you a story, and I hope your intellect will get you through it. Many centuries ago, oh, it was the time when the human race of giving up ** appeared in large numbers, and at that time the abandonment of ** surgery was not yet banned, and it was encouraged because it could save more energy. Of course, in addition to the so-called 'encouragement', zhèngfǔ first decided that the criminal must give up**, and then gradually, the definition of the criminal was expanded, even to the inferior population. You think that it is the elixir of immortality, and the technology that can obtain eternal happiness has been applied in this way, and the sorrow of human beings. The process of squeezing living people into digital symbols was carried out tirelessly, until Nunn appeared. "I paused, and the hunter seemed to have regained some sense, and it did work well to tell more unfortunate stories in front of the unfortunate." Nunn was conceived by spirits, and his birth was nothing short of a miracle, and he himself was a miracle, known as the greatest necromancer, and was passed down by the school of the undead as the founder of the orthodox undead race. It's really an epic story, from his early years as an enemy of natural people, to his later efforts to work hard for the return of the undead. Misfortune belongs only to the unfortunate, and how about I exchange this epic for you, oh, or rather your trust? ”

"It is indeed a heart-warming story, just as desirable as the great times of the past. But we have our principles, and you should know such a thing as the wheel of fate, or a truth meter or a lie detector; You know, when we're faced with the temptation to not make a rational choice, we have to use this stuff. Wonderful story, if you join us, you can be immersed in the legend all day long, I am afraid that even the gods will be envious, such years are only a few thousand years in a flash; It's a pity that we're numbers that can only be deduced. The hunter conjured up, but speaking in a very slow voice, with a very uncomfortable feeling, like a drunkard meets wine, or a miser meets a dazzling jewel. The story of such a peculiar guy must be long, long, and with such great feats, then his whole life must have been spent in adventure, not to mention that as a necromancer, his long life must have been told for a long time. Unfortunately, we have to decide, we have wasted too much time, fate has decided that you either join or leave! "Saying that, the hunter transformed into a chéngrén shape, and at the same time conjured a gold, oh, not a brass chart, to be exact, it should be the appearance of something called Sinan in the legend, but the gold-plated dial has been polished because of the age.

"Fly to the rice; Engraved name, Fei Chang name..."It's really a strange thing, accompanied by the hunter's strange tone of words, the Chinese character symbol of Jin Sè swims in mid-air, as if it is running like a living body, and the atmosphere of the ancient castle is even more mysterious. "The horoscope that needs to be activated with such a strange ritual must not be ordinary, or it must have produced its own spirit if it has not been blessed by a high monk..."I don't know when I woke up, maybe I was too focused on those floating symbols, and time was ignored; Maybe time was just a moment. It seemed that the illusion was good, and there was no trace of being hurt himself, and he was also attracted by those symbols, waving his hand to show that he was all right, and stared at the horoscope with a serene expression, "Can you feel it, the divine truth is there." ”

"Oh, but, Phantom, can you read it?"

"No, it's too profound...", Phantom replied with a pious look, as if he had converted to religion.

"Uh, do you know what it means to lead a car to buy pulp."

"I don't know" Phantom seemed to be unhappy with my interruption, and still watched intently.

"You stupid, it was a long, long time ago that described the philosophy of the people's lives, the name of the Tao Te Ching, well, it should belong to the category of children's enlightenment books in the past, but I don't know why it was changed to these messy things."

"What, this is obviously an ancient book that is difficult to understand, and it will reveal our fate, otherwise, with my wisdom, how can I not understand it at all"

"#¥%¥―, that's because..."

"I'm sorry, you know, when you're old, over time, it's inevitable that all kinds of problems will happen." The hunter suddenly raised his head and interrupted our argument with a smile, a fake look of an elder, "Especially after the font is encrypted, it will look like this, but don't worry, it shouldn't affect the use of the function." ”;