The killer's ID seems to be called 'Night Stalker'. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When I first entered the game, Cangyue Traceless listened to the system's announcement - 'a lot of night owls' have joined the game!

This kind of welcome that ignores the full scene broadcast of the camp is something he has never seen in the previous dozen games, and this alone can already reflect the difference of this killer.

It's a pity...... At that time, Cangyue was confident to the point of conceit, and he didn't take this to heart at all.

Looking back now, from the beginning of the game to the present, the killer has shown a very advanced and sophisticated feeling, both in terms of skill and experience, and the series of traps he has carefully planned in front of him are as vulnerable as a child's nonsense.

It's ridiculous that not only did he not see this clearly in time, but he also arrogantly thought that not everyone could see through the mystery of the 'invincible point' at a glance like himself.

And the trap that was originally intended to be used to frame the killer was now used by the killer in turn, and in the end, he planted himself in it.

As soon as he thought of this, Cangyue Wuxian deeply felt a depressed feeling of being slapped in the face.

- System prompt: You have fallen into a state of minor injury.

- System Prompt: Due to the massive external damage to your ankle bone, you have fallen into a fractured state, which will reduce your movement speed and the healing rate of the injury by 20%.

These two system prompts are simply worse.

Unless the Survivor has a very high [Survival] attribute or has some specific defensive trap skills, stepping on a trap with a bit of damage such as the trap will cause the Survivor to enter the injury stage.

However, Cangyue Traceless is only in the stage of minor injuries now, and he can still perform the act of 'breaking free from the trap'.

Even though he knew that the killer was standing close at hand, and it didn't take him more than 3 seconds to get over, he still didn't give up the game.

But when he began to take the act of breaking free, he immediately felt what despair was......

When breaking free from the trap, a progress bar representing the 'level of escape' will pop up in the Survivor's sight, and each time the Survivor struggles to break free, the progress bar will advance a short distance.

But...... Cangyue Wuxian only visually measured the distance he used to break free and let the progress bar advance, and he couldn't help but flip the table in his heart.

It's really just a very small amount of progress, about one-tenth of the entire progress bar.

At that rate, he estimated that he would need to break free at least 10 times before he could get out of this damn trap.

Break free 10 times!

It took enough time for the killer to run around the asylum house three times.

At this moment, Cangyue Wuxian directly rolled her eyes, and chose to give up the treatment speechlessly.

Isn't that right? Why is this happening?

He was confused.

It has been analyzed in the "Statistics on the Number of Escapees of Survivors to Clip Traps" submitted by the killer 'Cangyue Blood' who specializes in the [Trap] attribute in the Ming Ming Guild, under normal circumstances, the Survivor can break free from traps such as traps such as traps after 5-6 times, why do you need to break free ten times when you get here?

Could it be ...... Is this killer's [Trap] attribute already upgraded?

Or does the Killer have a skill that makes it harder to break through the trap?

Whatever the reason, it actually shows that this killer is extraordinary.

He thought of hearing the Thunderbolt King say that killers can create illusions, which shows that there is more than one skill in the killer!

Isn't it, this man's luck is so good?

Skills are not ordinary items, as long as you open the box, there will always be a few pieces, and the chance of wanting to open a skill from a full-quality box is only 10%.

And good luck can favor one person, but not the same person often.

So, there's only one explanation here, and that's - this killer may have opened more than one delicate quality chest!

"This killer's name has no prefix, it doesn't seem to belong to a guild club, an idle player who has no power to rely on can play to this extent, the potential is amazing, and it is very impressive."

Cangyue Wuxian thought secretly in his heart: "After the game, try to win him over, maybe you can dig up a talent for the club." ”

Hey?

Why hasn't the killer come up to attack me yet?

Mental activity was quicker than a verbal appeal, but it took him at least three or four seconds to think about those things just now.

The distance between the two sides was less than seven or eight meters, and with the speed of the killer's movement, there was no reason why he hadn't caught up with the knife until now.

The expected killing was delayed, and Cangyue Wuxian was puzzled, but when he looked back, he was immediately shocked to find that the killer chasing behind him was nowhere to be found!

What about people?

Just right behind me?

The killer had literally vanished, leaving behind only a thickening white mist.

Cangyue looked around without a trace, and found that the dense fog around him began to surround him, and he seemed to be able to hear the whistling of resentful spirits in his ears, and there seemed to be something vicious lurking behind the churning fog.

Is this an illusion?!

Cangyue Wuxian frowned, closed his eyes tightly and opened them again, and his eyes changed back to clarity.

His willpower is stronger than that of the average player, and this level of illusion does not affect his mind.

"The purpose of creating the illusion is to make me enter a real state of fear, to generate fear, in order to improve the fear evaluation after the game, right?"

The corners of his mouth curled up with contempt, and Cangyue Wuxian thought that he had grasped the killer's thoughts.

He lowered his head and tried to break free from the trap on his feet, but he was surprised to find that the black trap had disappeared with it.

The ground beneath his feet turned into a strange muddy swamp, and beneath the ground, scorched black hands sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and when these hands touched the feet of Cangyue without a trace, they were like a drowning man grasping at a life-saving straw, and climbed up to his feet, calves, and thighs...... Keep going up.

At the same time, as Jiao's hands kept stretching out, twisted grimaces appeared on the ground, they seemed to be glued under the surface of the ground by super glue, and if they wanted to get rid of the shackles, they could only helplessly pull their faces, making them stretch like cheese on pizza, but they could never completely leave hell and enter the world.

What the hell is this?!

Although Cangyue Wuxian can still calmly tell himself that everything is an illusion, he still can't help but feel a burst of hair in his heart.

Anyone who is constantly touching and climbing their bodies by these countless scorched hands will produce an unbearable feeling of nausea.

As Jiao Shou kept climbing to new heights, those charred corpses hidden in the ground finally crawled out of the ground, and the stinking body wanted to climb up to the blue moon without a trace with Jiao Shou.

Their crimson gums, their eyelids, and their faces showing scorched black and red tendons, all seem to speak of the hatred of the dead and the decision of the dead to return.

The graphics are so realistic, and the feeling is too intense! Even if she closed her eyes, she could still feel the touch and clenching of her scorched hands, and she could still smell the stench of burnt rot.

He had thought that if he held on to his mind and wait for the illusion to subside, the purpose of the killer would naturally be defeated, but he underestimated the power of the illusion, and his will to be tormented by the sight was about to collapse.

"Fuck off! Let me go! ”

Finally, his mind was lost, and he swung his fist to open a charred corpse that was already hanging from his neck with half of his body.

The charred corpse's eyes burst with a punch, his face was deflated, and his head was about to fall off his neck, but several severed nerves and blood vessels fell on his chest, swinging back and forth like a pendulum, and his crimson gums were still closed, revealing a strange and penetrating smile.

Cang Yue's heartbeat was uncontrollably beating, and when he saw that his attack could be effective against the scorched corpses, he began to punch and kick the attacking scorched corpses, breaking their fragile bodies in two.

"Come on! You're going to die, aren't you? I will fulfill you! ”

He let out an angry roar, and his hands continued, tearing at the black, stinking corpses in front of him, tearing them into pieces of minced flesh.

The climbing offensive of the charred corpses was obviously alleviated, and those defeated charred corpses were gradually reabsorbed and sunk by the muddy swamp below, and it seemed that this wave of offensive was about to subside, and even the scene in front of them began to appear abnormally twisted and trembling.

The illusion is in a state of crumbling, and it will collapse at any time.

Great, it's going to go out, keep it up like this!

Cangyue Traceless stepped up his offensive and began to punch back the remnants of the scorched corpses in front of him, they were vulnerable to the heavy punches, and could only unwillingly roll back and fly or break into several pieces.

He walked forward step by step like a bloody killing god, towards the churning mist, intending to break through this illusion and return to reality.

But at this moment, a tall and burly figure suddenly broke through from the churning mist, a white mask wrapped in a cold and murderous momentum, and the body shrouded the weak opponent like Mount Tai pressed on the top, and the snow-bright sharp knife in his hand had already aimed at the heart of Cangyue without a trace, and it was cruelly pierced.

Uhh......hh

Cangyue Wuxian let out a terrifying cry in fright by this sudden jump, and his rock-solid willpower finally loosened, dropping from three squares to two.

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