"Don't you understand? He just wanted to see our jokes. ”

"Don't let me meet this bastard again, or ......"

The sky was dark, the fire was wanton, and the interweaving of light and darkness formed a strange shadow on the tall man's face. He suddenly stretched out his hand, and his left and right hands were fierce at the same time, grabbed the two chattering men, and easily lifted them above their heads, instantly breaking their necks and throwing the two bodies on the side of the road like dead dogs.

Stupid newcomers.

The tall man's heart was unsettling, as if he had just killed two people but casually crushed two bed bugs. For him, it is far more convenient to act with a group of NPCs than to act with two newcomers, who not only talk a lot, but also are weak, and I am afraid that they can't do anything except scream.

He's not the perverted No. 108 who likes to play tricks on newcomers, and he doesn't have any desire to take newcomers through the dungeon, and he doesn't want to wait to watch them lag behind, nor does he want to watch them being ruthlessly killed by monsters as fellow players, so it's better to send them back to the West here.

It is more comfortable to die at the hands of one's own people than to die at the hands of monsters.

The group of black cloaks that followed behind him were also expressionless, as if they were used to seeing such things.

He is number 250, the man who witnessed the ghost child being sanctioned, the man who witnessed Chi Yu's battle with the oil monster, and the man who saved Ruan Qiuyu not long ago...... It's all him.

He was a man who was terribly afraid of trouble, and did not like to wander around like a barbarian, so he simply stayed with the two newcomers, nestled together in the house of Huttonmar, and waited for the right moment day after day.

…… Originally, he was going to lie down and win.

Who would have expected that not long ago, the breath of No. 108 disappeared.

He instantly understood that No. 108 had already completed his mission indicators ahead of schedule, left this copy, and threw the follow-up mess to him, and his dream of lying down and winning had been shattered.

Number 250 was extremely unhappy in his heart.

No. 108 ran away without saying a word, which means that the next person to meet the protagonist of the quest becomes him, how to greet others and establish a harmonious and friendly cooperative relationship...... This is a very difficult thing for him to do with the number 250.

After all, he's a heinously outrageously socially phobic person who speaks so little.

The group silently walked to the west coast, just in time for the first group of monsters to attack.

"Kill."

No. 250 didn't say much, but immediately lifted his cloak, took out the cross that he had been carrying on his back, silently recited the mantra in his heart, and moved swiftly to kill it.

For a while, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the screams of monsters, mixed with the sound of explosions one after another, were endless.

The rain was getting so heavy that it was almost impossible to open your eyes.

Hailan in the observation room had a mouthful of blood in her mouth, staggered to the ground, and then struggled to get up again, slamming the table hard.

"Damn brute!"

Blood foamed slowly down the corners of his mouth, staining his chest and dripping onto the giant cannon in his hand, red and black.

Getting stronger in any way comes at a cost, especially this one that seems to be the easiest. As smart as he was, he had long expected that there would be side effects from eating that woman's blood, but he didn't expect the side effects to be so big, and they came so quickly!

His face was aging at a rate visible to the naked eye, and his long, white fingers began to fade away, as if something was constantly absorbing his body's energy, and in just a few minutes, he would turn this originally young and beautiful young man into a shriveled and ugly old man.

"No, you can't!"

He struggled to his feet, cradled his cannon like crazy, and pulled the trigger again.

"Not yet!"

The scenery in front of him began to blur, and a severe sense of prostration began to gradually dominate his mental power, and he used his magic power as a cannonball for the original energy, once again overspending him.

This time, the power was obviously weaker, and it was simply painless to hit the apostle's body.

"No, no......"

At the moment of falling, Hailan finally remembered what Master Herman had said to him on his deathbed.

"You are a genius, even at the moment of death, you must maintain your pride as a genius."

I'm sorry, Heilman.

This time, I'm going to disappoint you.

……

"Huh?"

Chi Yu, who had made a big circle around the town and ran back to the shoreline, the corners of his mouth twitched.

What the hell, I'll go.

Where is this still Hutton Marr, this is the monster jungle! Are these tall monsters in the cosplay version of Attack on Titan?

If he hadn't been angry enough, he would have been overturned by these miscellaneous fish dry a long time ago.

Dense monsters are coming out of the scorching fireball on the shoreline, and everywhere they go is a sea of fire, where is there still the breath of the living?

Although he had long expected such a day, he really saw the apocalyptic scene with his own eyes, and Chi Yu's heart still refused. How to say it, he is indeed a good seedling against humanity, but his essence is still a human being, and when there is only one human being left in this world, he is still melancholy in vain.

This kind of tragic emotion may make him have nightmares for a long time, which is simply a psychological shadow.

System Tips: Please note that there is still half a time limit before the failure of the main quest in the first stage, please hurry up and tackle the problem!

"Half a time limit? Isn't that just 1 hour! All of a sudden, it's starting to become a time-limited mission?! ”

Before the sigh of the end of the world has been digested, he is about to start worrying about the consequences of the failure of the main quest, Chi Yu said that he is a little unbearable.

The psychological shadow is one level higher!

Almost at the same time that Chi Yu received the system prompt, all the other players in this dungeon also received similar prompts, and everyone had a dead expression, and even the action of killing monsters couldn't help but pause for a minute.

"Keep killing."

No. 250 wiped the blood on his face, his tone was still light, turned over a black tiger and dug out his heart, and killed another monster that tried to sneak attack. The corpses under his feet were already thick, and the cross in his hand, which had a green glow, had begun to turn black and red, lifeless, and about to lose its light.

His body was full of blood, but none of it was his own, and the monster couldn't get close to him at all.

"Trouble." With a sinking hand, he frowned, apparently noticing the change in the color of the cross, and couldn't help but stop the pace of killing.

The cross was contaminated.