Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Blessing or a Curse
After all, this is a game world, so what the hell is weird, Wang Meng also feels very normal.
But I watched a black arrow pierce a person's chest, and then the arrow disappeared like a wisp of black mist.
This direct impact on the senses turned into an emotion called fear, which went straight to Wang Meng's brain.
Just like Yang Biao's question just now, "What the hell is this?!" ”
"Attention, something is out, ready to attack!"
Yang Biao, who was at the front, dragged the previous mage behind him, stared at the darkness in front of him, and said coldly.
Wang Meng's six senses were stronger, and he had seen the thing that emerged from under the boulder long before Yang Biao.
However, Wang Meng didn't know how to describe it...... Let's just call him something.
It was a black mist, not in a complete shape, but as if conscious, it was slowly rolling in the direction of Wang Meng and the others.
The fog spreads slowly, so slow that it seems like time has stood still.
Everyone's eyes were attracted by this black mist, and Yang Biao, who was standing at the front, even moved his steps slowly and took a few steps closer in the direction of the black mist.
"Bang...... Whoop ......"
A flame blast smashed into the ground, and a scorching wave of flame swept out, forcing the black mist back a few points.
"Qingcheng", wake up, what are you doing!" Wang Meng scolded loudly.
Yang Biao was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he was moving towards the black mist, and hurriedly retreated.
"Uncle, what the hell is this, I followed the magic just now, as if I saw heaven, countless beauties, delicious food, and ...... Hiss ......"
Yang Biao snorted and suddenly remembered that "Xingmeng" was standing behind him.
And now is not the time to talk about dreams!
"Don't beep, this black mist is not simple, it easily killed two players just now, and the players of Lv.10 are almost powerless in front of it!"
Wang Meng bluntly explained their current situation.
"That'...... So we ...... What do we do now? "The mage who escaped death is now terrified.
He hadn't experienced the fear and oppression of the "Evil God Ruins" dungeon before, but he had been relying on the main quest and diligently rising to Lv.10.
For this kind of fear that hits the soul, he has no experience in dealing with it at all, and the whole person collapses directly.
"You...... Didn't you say before that as long as we cooperated, there would be a way to survive? ”
"We promise you, we promise whatever you say, this ghost place is too terrifying, please, take us away!"
"I ......"
Wang Meng grabbed the mage and motioned for him to shut up.
He saw despair in the mage's eyes.
But at this time, these despairs have nothing to do with him, and he will not feel sympathy or pity for him because of the despair in the other person's eyes.
Because he didn't want to pay for the sorrow of a fool.
Just now, Wang Meng noticed extremely keenly that these black mist obviously had a great interest in sound.
Including Yang Biao's shouting before, as well as the mage's crying just now.
Whenever their voices sounded, these black mist would rise, moving towards the source of the sound.
So it's obvious that these black fogs rely on sound to discern the location of their "enemies".
Not only Wang Meng, but also other people in the team were aware of this, and they were all the same as Wang Meng, holding their breath and keeping their mouths shut.
The mage who was suddenly grabbed by Wang Meng had obviously not recovered from the panic at this time.
"I ......" Before the words in his mouth were finished, the mage was gagged by Wang Meng.
Stretching out his hand and pointing at the black mist in front of him that stood upright like a human, Wang Meng glared at him fiercely, and almost had the idea of pushing this guy out in his heart.
The mage turned his head to look at the black mist that was exploring in the direction he was, and now he understood, and quickly covered his mouth with his hand, and turned around and motioned to the only remaining priest in his team to keep quiet.
There were seven people in total, standing in place like seven sculptures.
The black mist began to gradually surround them, covering the soles of their feet.
And time just passed minute by minute.
Wang Meng's brain was running rapidly, thinking about countermeasures.
According to the original idea, they took a break from the edge and rested for a while, and then the two teams took turns to leave the boulder to attack, alternating between rests.
If you continue to consume it like this, you can finally consume the group of lightning winged birds in the sky.
However, the current situation has completely exceeded Wang Meng's expectations.
Behind this seemingly safe boulder, there was this terrifying black mist, and the original strategy of rotating the two teams could not be executed with the death of three people from the other team.
"Ah......h
A slight call sounded, and Wang Meng slowly turned his head and looked in the direction where the voice came from.
The priest of the other team who made the sound, around her body, the black mist was already more than half a human high, and it looked like it was about to drown her.
The priest's chest heaved violently, her heart beating fast and her breathing became more and more rapid because of nervousness and fear.
And these movements obviously made Black Mist more and more interested in her.
"Whew...... You can't die without help! ”
Wang Meng sighed in his heart, his right hand was raised slightly, the light flashed, and a burning torch appeared in his hand.
"Pop ......"
The torch was thrown out by Wang Meng and fell out of the range of the black rock.
The black mist immediately detected the sound, and rushed towards the torch, and then was forced back by the burning flames, and the black mist rolled violently.
"This guy, are you angry?" Wang Meng looked at the black mist that seemed to be boiling, and he was puzzled.
"Whew......"
In a daze, a black arrow burst through the air and struck a lightning winged bird that was galloping by.
Only then did Wang Meng notice that part of the black mist that had surrounded the past just now had left the area covered by the huge rock.
And just now, this lightning winged bird, which was not very lucky, happened to pass by, and was directly shot through by an arrow, and fell to the ground in a dejected manner.
The black mist churned forward again, covering the body of the Lightning Winged Bird, and a gurgling sound was heard, and the Lightning Winged Bird vanished.
"Directly corroded? Or is it simply swallowed raw? Wang Meng looked at the scene in front of him, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.
This weird black fog is really terrifying!
"Whew......"
The black arrow struck a passing lightning winged bird, and in an instant, it turned into a wisp of black mist and returned to the local area.
The black mist churned and moved forward, beginning to move rapidly towards the world beneath the boulder.
One arrow after another broke through the air, and the sound of the lightning winged bird falling ...... "snapping and clicking" continued to sound.
"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided! I really didn't expect that the dilemma that was originally difficult to ride a tiger was cleverly resolved like this! ”
Wang Meng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the crisis was finally resolved.