Virtual game "World", the third main city.

The sky was dark, and it seemed that something strange had changed in the city since the commanders of the first, second, and third teams had left the third main city.

The commander of the fourth team sat in his house, brewing a cup of fragrant green tea, gurgling, and feeling refreshed in his mouth, as if he was much more conscious.

On the opposite side of the house, in an old house a hundred meters away, one player sits on the balcony and sets up a stone board chess game with another player.

It seems to be playing chess, but in fact, the hearts of both players are not on the chess game, but on the four team commanders.

The two chess players glanced at each other, and the frenzy that flashed in their eyes indicated that they were extraordinary.

Around them, there were also secretly arranged eyeliners, staring specifically at the commanders of the other teams.

Because of their watching, some fanatical players have the courage to hold a sacrifice in the city.

After all, the Spacetime Stone Powder has already been collected, even if it is very rare and difficult to collect, as long as there are enough players to collect and everyone contributes a little, it can reach the minimum demand for a round.

At this time, the commander of the fourth team, who was drinking tea, suddenly felt a horror in his soul, as if some kind of grotesque thing was being born in the city.

No, the word "birth" is not accurate enough, and the word "coming" is more in line with his inner feelings.

"What's going on?"

"What happened?"

The Fourth Commander stood up and looked at the sky.

The sky was already very dark, but at this moment it was completely dark, as if something terrifying was coming.

But he couldn't see where the thing was, he just felt cold and uncomfortable.

"You are under the influence of an unknown being!"

"Negative Status: Fear"

Two lines of game system text appeared, and the commander was directly stunned, and his brain couldn't react.

What the hell is going on?

He quickly drew out the team chat box and typed questions of his teammates.

"I don't know."

"Maybe it's a new mission."

Teammates swiped the screen one after another, and the news of the chess duo was the first to appear.

The commander frowned, this feeling was very weird, the bad premonition was getting stronger and stronger, and there was a vague feeling that something had happened.

He looked in the direction of the edge of the third main city, and for some reason, he felt that direction was the most terrifying, and he felt very depressed just by looking at it.

But the commander didn't know what he was afraid of, there was nothing over there.

In the distance, the chess duo no longer dared to look in the direction of that side, they knew what was going on there, but they would never look.

The two continued to play chess, and then secretly looked at their teammates, thoughtful and calculating.

The third main city, in a small wooden house on the edge.

The mottled wooden walls were stained with blood, and the ancient rattan climbed the wood and curled around the pillars, adding a strange air to the little house.

The inside of the house is not big, it feels like it is only about 20 square meters.

At the moment when Kemon's consciousness came, the bright yellow flame light in the room trembled, burning into green, and the light also brightened a little.

The eight of them surrounded the basin in eight directions, and the shadows behind them were illuminated by the candle flame for a long time, and the shadows stretched to the walls.

Looking down at them from the ceiling is like seeing eight long, slender, pointed tentacles stretching out into the wall.

They were dressed in black robes and masks, and they couldn't see the evil god, but through the strange sensation coming from their bodies, they knew that the evil god had come.

"Cute Rabbit Food" is one of the female players who feels it the most, she stands in place, subconsciously clamping her two little short legs, her breathing gradually becoming heavy, and her face flushed.

If it weren't for the mask to cover her face, she might have wanted to find a crack in the ground and never see anyone.

It's all for the great Cthulhu, though.

Then, in a trembling voice, "Rabbit Cute Food" called, "Great ...... Cthulhu ...... We are ......"

Poor girl, because of the arrival of Mr. Ke, she can't speak steadily.

There is both the influence of the evil gods and the influence of another factor.

Whatever the reason, the "Rabbit Cute Food" has already started, and the other believers dare not speak out, so they can only purse their mouths and listen to the "Rabbit Cute Food" reciting prayers.

Kemon listened with interest to the prayers of the first group of player believers, which was very interesting.

Among so many fanatical believers, this group of human beings is the most outstanding, and they stumble to recite a prayer.

Fortunately, Kemon is not a moody killer, and he listens patiently to the prayers of the little Lori's "rabbit cute food".

After listening for a while, Kermon understood what the players were asking for.

Players don't dare to ask for too much power, for fear that they won't be able to accept that power.

If the evil gods can give them a little help, they will be grateful.

If not, the great Cthulhu can ignore their requests.

With that, "Rabbit Cute Food" pulled out a crystal flask-style bottle from his bosom, filled with a clear liquid, and a few green mint leaves sank to the bottom of the bottle.

Those green mint leaves were not ordinary leaves, and green bubbles were constantly emerging from the surface, but after the bubbles burst automatically, the liquid color of the bottle was not stained green.

"This is a huge amount of mint recovery potion, the taste is random, you can never finish drinking, I hope you like it." Rabbit Cute Food carefully handed the bottle and moved his legs, intending to walk to the basin and put the bottle in the basin, but as soon as he took a step, his throat almost screamed, and his legs tightened.

She bit her lip and kept herself silent, struggling to put the bottle into the basin.

A gray mist appeared on the surface of the basin, covering it, and the potion bottle seemed to have traveled to another worldly plane.

After accepting the unusual-looking offering, Kemon began to ponder how to distribute the reward.

A little help?

To be honest, Kemon's skills are all powerful skills, and it's hard to talk about.

Wait, random buff magic seems pretty good.

One of the characteristics of random buff magic is that as long as you encounter negative status magic, you will basically die a miserable death, or just being alive is miserable.

But the other party is a player, not an NPC or something.

If they die, the player will be resurrected directly in the city, which is not to be questioned.

Of course, there may be other unexpected situations, but how to be, you have to use experiments to find out the truth, and you have always relied on blind guessing to guess for nothing.

After thinking about it, Kemon backhanded a group of random buff magic, allowing the fanatical believer "Rabbit Cute Food" to quickly swipe the screen when he saw the prompt text of his game system.

"You've gained a Blade Flame Temporary Passive!"

"Your Normal Attack Damage has been converted into Magic Critical Damage!"