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Some bored players sat directly on the ground and talked in twos and threes.

Qin Xiaonian looked at the time depressedly.

I also want to brush up on a little more activity points.

At this rate, Mao's battle of kings is not as efficient as the brushing efficiency of ordinary ghost face balls.

Maybe the system heard his complaints.

Or maybe the system anticipated this early on.

A gloomy system voice suddenly rang out in Room 1.

"The battle of kings has reached a fever pitch, and the interval between the spread of fear has been reduced to 10 seconds."

Wowha!

Qin Xiaonian jumped up.

It's really timely rain, and this rhythm is good.

In contrast to Qin Xiaonian's wild laughter.

The sixteen players froze instantly.

"I'll rub, I still want to hang up more and brush up on more experience."

"Fake, which eye do you see that the battle is already heating up? Aren't you upset if you don't kill us! ”

"Nima, it's over."

Nobody paid any attention to them.

The frequency of fear has skyrocketed to six times.

For a while, in the No. 1 private room, the terrifying power continued to rage, and everyone wailed again and again.

Four minutes.

Seven minutes.

Ten minutes.

A scream suddenly rang out.

No matter how high the fear resistance is, it can't resist the spread of fear with such a high frequency and high damage.

The first god-level ghost-faced player has come to the end of his life.

The rabbit died and the fox was sad.

Desperation, looming over the remaining players.

When the bell rang again.

When fear begins to spread again.

Desperation, as the number of injuries rises, soars again.

“-175”。

Qin Xiaonian's damage was still 175 points, unchanged at all.

But.

Sixteen players who shared the pressure have become fifteen, and the damage is rising irrepressibly.

The fewer people there are, the fewer companions who can share the pressure, and the greater the horror damage that everyone will endure.

The screams were like a clarion call for death.

The Grim Reaper, who began to rule Room 1.

The true King of Fear is firmly marching towards the throne.

The damage is still climbing.

The fewer people there are, the higher the damage they will take in the face of these players in Qin Xiaonian.

The higher the damage, the faster it will die.

It's like a dead knot that can't be untied, and the vicious circle is intensifying.

Ten people.

Seven people.

Four people.

The death of every god-level ghost-faced player will bring Qin Xiaonian a large amount of activity points.

Under the constraints of system rules.

Whenever a player dies, the 30% of the deducted Event Points will be split equally among the surviving players.

So, the further back you go, the more points these players drop.

But that's exactly why.

Qin Xiaonian's benefits were invisibly shared.

"Thief Nima, if only there was a big move, it would be good to kill the rest of the people at once."

Qin Xiaonian looked angrily at the four players who were still standing in the room.

The idea is good.

If you can kill the remaining four people together, the 30% points dropped by these four people will all belong to Qin Xiaonian, and no one will come over to get a piece of the pie.

But.

I can't kill it.

The Ghost Face Dance experienced is different, and everyone has a different resistance to fear.

If you want to kill all four of them together, you need a lot of luck.

Another wave of fear erupted.

“-291”。

Qi Brush's damage figures jumped out of the top of the four people's heads.

No one fell, everyone still stood there stubbornly.

"I said brothers, you guys are up to you, what are you doing here, hurry up and get out, and then go to those low-level players to brush up on the points is the king."

Fear failed, and Qin Xiao began to tempt these four guys.

Clark rolled his eyes, not wanting to pay attention to the unscrupulous guy in front of him.

It had been almost fifteen minutes since he entered this room, and he had already seen Qin Xiaonian's true face clearly, so in order not to let himself be angry, he simply chose to ignore it.

The remaining three people also ignored Qin Xiaonian's existence in the same way.

You forced me to do this!

Originally, I was going to leave you a whole corpse, but in that case, you're welcome.

Two scarlet eyes instantly popped out of the mask of the Lord of Fear, baring their teeth and letting out a roar of rage.

Another wave of fear erupted again.

"Hmph."

A cold snort came from the white light, and the room instantly became much cleaner.

Cool.

Looking at the skyrocketing activity points, Qin Xiaonian laughed.

Belch?

How come there is still one who is not dead?

Take a look.

Qin Xiaonian was furious, and that Clark guy was grinning there.

Can you not laugh?

Although doomed to death.

However, before leaving, Clark swallowed the points dropped by the three god-level ghost-faced players at once, and a large amount of income made his activity points rush to 200,000 points, even if he died in the end, there would still be 140,000 activity points left, and he still made a lot of money.

It was this question that Qin Xiaonian was angry about.

Looking at Clark, a shameless thief, Qin Xiaonian let out an angry roar.

Thereupon.

After 10 seconds.

With a whopping 465 points of fear damage, Clark screamed and died in Room 1.

The whole world is clean.

In the private room, only Qin Xiaonian was left.

"Congratulations to D.Twenty-Thre for winning this round of Battle of Kings and earning an additional 10,000 event points."

"Player D.Twenty-Thre is currently at the top of the points leaderboard, please keep up the good work, and after ten consecutive wins, the next battle of kings will begin."

Hahahaha!

Looking at the system news, Qin Xiaonian looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

It's a great event, it's just great.

The battle of kings just now, although in the penultimate wave, was swallowed up by Clark of some of the activity points.

However, you always have to pay it back when you come out to mix.

When Clark died out of the room, he generously left Qin Xiaonian with 60,000 activity points.

Plus event points given away by other players along the way.

A battle of kings brought Qin Xiaonian 240,000 activity points.

240,000 activity points in fifteen minutes, which is much more efficient than brushing those ordinary players.

The white light flashed constantly.

Another group of players has been forcibly sent into the Dreadlord's lair by the system.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!"

Qin Xiaonian greeted these cute players with joy.

has experienced the battle of kings, and he can't look down on the points of these rookies.

However, what really made him cheer was that with the help of the god-level devouring special effect, these rookies could bring a lot of fear resistance to the King of Dread mask.

The battle of kings just now.

Although Qin Xiaonian won the victory in the end, the price was also heavy.

Nearly 20,000 points of fear resistance, now there are less than 5,000 points left.

It's just the time to use these ten ghost face balls to pile up fear resistance for the next wave of kings' battles.

(To be continued.) )