The Ice Maiden came, roaring with a storm of frost.

The brave shield warrior took his great shield and stood forward. The teammates standing behind the shield wall didn't feel the slightest bit of frost, not even the slightest hint of cold.

The ice edges on the ground stretched out in front of the shield and slowly piled up until they became a wall of ice.

Ice Girl angrily flicks one skill after another, and she doesn't seem to follow the so-called skill cooldown. The ice flowers are gorgeous, and they can't break through the shield defense after all.

Bounded by a shield, half of it is like a world of ice, and half of it is like a paradise for the living.

No matter how many lives this ice girl has, how many protective skills she has, she can't make a single wave. The shield is guarded, and the spear can only be slaughtered.

At the end of her life, she unleashes one ultimate skill---- Ice Hell.

I don't know when the wind started blowing, and a biting cold wind mixed with ice particles hit each player. Their health drops at a rate of one hundred points per second, and a buff called Severe Cold is stacked on their bodies, with five layers per second.

Five seconds later, the storm exploded like a shattered mirror.

Le Wuwu hung up, he looked at the gray afterlife depressedly, and now, he didn't even have an invincible life-saving skill.

A crimson light appeared from the shield warrior's body, and he was called Unyielding.

The shooter lay on the ground, breathless, and was called suspended animation.

A dark blue flame appeared on the mage's body, and his body was hidden in an unknown space, called Yan Flash.

Above the priest's head is a holy angel surrounded by golden spirits named the Light Guardian.

A second later, they were all standing in place, only to be embarrassed by the priest to be resurrected.

The Ice Girl hung up. Le Wuwu got his share of the reward, and after saying hello to them, he chose a more difficult dungeon ---- Nightmare.

There are no two levels: medium and difficult, and behind the simple is the nightmare, and behind the nightmare is the truth.

The nightmare difficulty clearance bonus item is an ocean blue one, which allows you to choose any special effect and choose the best equipment with skills. The reward for clearing the game on true difficulty is an artifact, an artifact like the Sword of Light and Darkness and the Sword of Kings.

These two difficulties attract an unknown number of players to join.

He chose the nightmare.

Entering the dungeon, he saw that the number of participants in the dungeon was thousands. A thousand people plus those NPCs compete for a small flame of light, and many players who enter it feel that it is too easy.

When the number of people is enough, start the dungeon.

Le Wuwu looked behind the policeman with blurred faces in front of him, and he understood his identity ---- the group of superpowers who were being protected.

Some players choose to attack the police in order to satisfy the evil desires of their psyche. They died, very simply, and their health instantly went to zero.

According to the words on the World Channel, if they continue to attack once, they will become the first wanted players in the Mortal Path, and their death will drop one level at a time, and one piece of equipment will be dropped.

Armed with the lessons of the past, i.e., the players who had died, most players approached the surrounding police and then headed to the frontal battlefield in the gaps they had vacated.

Le Wuwu also walked in, and a dialog box popped up: "Why are you fighting for that treasure?" ”

Le Wuwu was silent for a moment, he was really thinking about why he wanted to fight for that treasure? And why did he live and die to find his own opportunities? And why did he get stronger?

In the end, all thoughts came back to strengthening. This is the premise and the result.

"Get stronger!" He wrote down his answer.

"I wish you to keep your heart on the road to becoming stronger!"

"I will." Le Wuwu smiled and nodded, he clenched his fists and strode into the central battlefield.

Just as it was at the time, the wild superpowers gathered in droves and attacked in the direction of the Flame of Light.

Le Wuwu also had to sigh at the strength of the fat man who supported the shield of the Qingtian Gang. He held on for thirty minutes.

Joy and worry about giving a superpowered probing technique.

Name: Superpower

Health: 10000

Magic: 100,000

Attack: 10000*n

Defense: 100

Description: An ordinary superhuman who died in this scramble.

10,000 lives, three skills to solve by top players. With 10,000 attacks, no player can resist a single blow.

After scouting their status, the players excitedly move towards either faction.

When their charge was still on the way, when their spells were still in the air, when their arrows were still on the string, when their excitement was stuck on their faces, the Superpowers fought back.

Thunder and lightning fell, flames rose from the soles of their feet, and rocks smashed into their bodies.

Thunder ravaged the land, storms of flames rose out of thin air, and rock thorns bulged everywhere, well, in the early stages of the scramble, these scenes could not have happened. The superpowers of that time were not so powerful.

Even a meat shield can't withstand an attack. Some died, and many more rushed forward and charged. As long as they kill a superpower, they feel like they've earned it.

The meat shield fell on the way to the charge, and the warriors continued with their blessings. The priest cautiously advanced to the area where they had fallen, and the sacred chanting came and went.

The warriors rushed to the superpowers, their excited expressions were not yet visible on their faces, and everything behind them made them want to scold their mother.

They did approach the formation of the superpowers, but an invisible shield that could only be felt when they collided separated them from the treasure boy in front of them.

Their swords slashed at the shield, only ripples.

Hopeless no? Despair!

They fell. The flesh shield that came back from the dead fell, and the priest who came to the rescue fell. The mage fell on his heels, and finally the marksman, who was as unthreatening as the warriors.

Ten thousand players fell three thousand. The other seven thousand players gathered silently. They formed a relatively powerful force.

The furious energy gathered above them, the fury of the flames.

Ten seconds, amid the chatter of the players and the negotiation of the guild leaders, a tornado of flames slowly formed in the sky above them.

The players looked up curiously and looked at the tornado of flames in the sky. They didn't have blood deducted, they didn't feel any discomfort, and they didn't care.

The guild leaders looked up. They guessed that this was a large-scale attack, but they thought that there were so many high-level players here (except for Le Wuwu, the others were all players with more than three or two stars!). ), and there is nothing to fear.

Ten seconds later, in the contempt of the superpowers, a tornado of flames fell from the sky, and in that instant, all the air was evaporated and emptied.

At that moment, the players suffered from more than a dozen negative states--- burning, dryness, lack of water, weak magic, weakness, and fever......

Like a boiled frog, the player's health increases by -1, -10, -100, -500, -1000.

The drug was useless, and the potion was steamed dry the moment it was taken out.

Invincible, think too much, there is also a degree of protection, and the player's protection and magic are definitely not half of the superpower's attack.

With more blood, the air is gone, the effect of the magic is reduced by 50%, the mana consumed is increased by 50%, and the magic chant speed is increased by 50%.

Ten seconds later, the player who had just run to the edge was slowly pulled towards the center by a force majeure. The fastest player is only one meter away from the edge of the tornado, and this meter is the moat.

There were no wails, no corpses strewn across the field, only traces of a flame tornado, and the players disappeared into the dungeon.

Le Wuwu stopped in place, and he didn't have anything to do about it, who was familiar with the plot. His body is too thin now. If measured by his body in reality, he is only a first-level superman now, he can only be a small superman, and the strength of a fifth-level superpower after the Qingtian Gang leader fuses the flame of holy light is about the same as an ant.

The attack was completely like a floor wash, and he didn't believe that he would be able to survive---- if the setting of this copy was similar to that in reality.

As for attacking the shield of the Blue Sky Gang, he is not the leader of the Grand Guild, and he does not have the qualifications to order all players to follow his whims.

And that was the only way he could think of a desperate way to survive.

Wait, wait, everything is just like reality. The shield broke, and the Sunny Sky Gang leader fused with the flame of holy light and washed the floor in anger.

The quest is over. It's a nightmare, and then there's the butcher's washing, the samurai's washing, and the destruction of the Ice Maiden.

Entering the real difficulty, this starts directly after the Qingtian Gang leader self-destructs.

The butcher appears, and the player enters it, a spinning kitchen knife that harvests the player's life like wheat. As for the player's attack, the large number of immune kanji that emerged from the top of the butcher's head made all players desperate. The so-called three-turn player can only hit one drop of health with the ultimate that is used once a day.

One drop of blood, and the Butcher's health regeneration rate reaches a thousand per second. He has more than 300,000 health.

The samurai came out from the other side and began the second way of washing the floor. Endless darts flew out of his hands, reaping the same unknown number of players.

The strong man descends from the sky, and players within a hundred meters around him die directly. In the stunned minds of the other players, he and the Ice Girl were shielded. A little look at the videos on the web, all players understand what this is all about.

The man licked his lips involuntarily, and the woman's face was full of frustration, is this the world?

The strong man turns into ice, the ice girl destroys all the players, and the dungeon ends. From beginning to end, the player has no role and is just a humble ant.

Leaving the interface of the dungeon, a line of words appeared in front of you: If your life is miserable, then join the Association of the Superpowered and fight for your future; If you have a peaceful life, please don't be ruined for the sake of momentary pleasure, men have to face death and oppression, and women have to face insults and death for no reason. In this world, the only rule is that the law of the jungle is the jungle.

Immediately after that, the final scene appears directly on the end screen of the dungeon. In the small square, corpses were strewn all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed. It doesn't matter whether the person who enters the dungeon is an adult or not, whether the psychological tolerance is very strong, this scene makes the faces of players who have experienced this dungeon change.

Exit the dungeon, and the only way to be happy is to upgrade the weapon in your hand first.

He walked to the Tower of Trials and reached the twentieth floor, where he took a few deep breaths and chose the thirty-minute option, this time facing priests.

A sword, a sword, he selflessly swung his sword and closed it. In front of him, neither men nor women could withstand his ordinary blow.

With so many swings of the sword, he has improved a lot. With each sword, he found the most labor-saving way to exert power, found the fastest way to swing the sword, and found a way to kill with one blow.

These are not skeletons, but people, priests whose body structure is exactly the same as that of ordinary people except for blood, male, female, tall, short, fat, thin, old, young, until, he hits a bottleneck.

Twenty-five minutes he had weak hands, twenty-six minutes he could not lift his arms, and twenty-six and a half minutes he was curled up on the ground, trembling as he had been the first time.

Twenty-seven minutes later, he crawled out of the game pod with red eyes and flew into the sky. Bloodthirsty, furious power tore at the dark clouds in the sky.

Dark clouds were everywhere in the sky, and thick dark clouds pressed against the fragile earth. Ordinary people walk their own path. The superpowers do their own thing.

Rich blood qi poured out from Le Wuwu's body, like a blood cloud, pressing the original dark cloud into the sky.

The ordinary person who was acting with his head bowed raised his head and looked at the red in the sky in bewilderment. I took out my phone, took a few photos, sent them to the circle, and continued on my own path.

Even if you care, stop and watch and look at the strange state of the sky.

The superpowers felt the fear and depression from their hearts, and they resisted the horror in their hearts, and walked out of the room, looking at the blood clouds in the sky, full of solemnity.

Some of the superpowers flew into the sky, and those who joined the police were urgently called to the police station and were not allowed to leave.

Some of the wild superpowers hide on the ground, and some fly into the sky. They either don't know, or don't care about last night's scene, and face Le Wuwu as a righteous person.

"Ahh The sound of Joy's wails reverberated throughout the city, and he was in too much pain.

His power raged throughout the heavens and the earth. The thick flesh formed one creature after another, and pounced on the dark clouds in the sky, as if it was a thunderstorm that was about to destroy him.

Gray light erupted from within him. The flame of light emerged from his pocket and burrowed into the gray light.

Joyful and frantic stimulates the dark clouds. In just ten seconds, bucket-thick lightning fell from the sky, and the target was Le Wuwu and the group of superpowers flying in the sky.

"Ahh White lightning illuminates the sky, and Le Wuwu's body bears hundreds of millions of volts of thunder and lightning. His body began to crumble, but he felt better. The madness in his eyes subsided a little.

The first lightning came down, and Le Wuwu did not die, half of his body was crippled. He looked around, and the superpower, who hadn't died in the first wave of lightning, was beating his chest with palpitations.

Joy disappeared and appeared in front of them, holding them by the neck like a chicken, biting them down.

Second, third, fourth...... It wasn't until the tenth that Le Wuwu licked his lips unsatisfied. His scarlet eyes scanned the city, his eyes full of hunger.

And the ordinary people who shot the video on the ground vomited all over the ground. For the first time, they saw the literal meaning of cannibalism without spitting out bones.