Chapter 30: An Restless World
"Roar..."
The rampaging Wen Jin took the lead against the roaring zombie overseers. Faced with the terrifying zombie claws of the Zombie Overseers, Wen Jin's body shape became extremely weird. As if completely ignoring the skeletal structure of the human body, Wen Jin's body made all kinds of unbelievable movements at the moment of dodging. Qiao Mai, who was paying attention to him from afar, watched in amazement as he changed his body shape with extremely strange movements.
Qiao Mai really hadn't seen anyone before, someone could twist and rotate his upper body left and right in a fast movement, and the strange movements made his upper body look like soft noodles. With such a vigorous movement, his lower body has always maintained a straight and fast movement, and has not changed the slightest movement trajectory. Except for the robot, Qiao Mai couldn't believe that the human body could make such strange and difficult movements.
"Haha... Die..."
Laughing wildly, Wen Jin had a strange shape, flashing all the dark claw marks of the Zombie Overseers. Glowing red, hands struck the zombie Overseer in the chest.
"Bang..."
"Click, click, click..."
Even the Zombie Overseer's powerful Qi armor made an overwhelming sound under this blow. Visible to the naked eye, a fine crack appeared on the materialized transparent air armor. Wen Jin's fatal attack approaching 10 points showed his hideous minions for the first time.
"Snort...",
Wen Jin's eyes glowed red, his hands turned into a blurred shadow, and his sharp fingers continued to grasp the chest of the zombie overseer with terrifying attack speed. A large number of flying sparks flew between the strange hands and the qi armor, and the piercing whine that was aroused made people's heads swell. If the battle continued in this situation, the Zombie Overseer's Qi armor would not last long in Wen Jin's hands.
"Swallow them..."
On the other side, the excited Qiao Mai also gave the attack order to the starving ghost. The hideous starving ghosts howled and pounced on the oncoming iron corpses. In the blink of an eye, the terrifying giant mouth became several times larger, and it was hideous and confused.
"Brutal eating..."
"Brutal eating..."
After a brief contact collision, the six starving ghosts used brutal food on the two iron corpses in the lead, almost simultaneously. The two iron corpses with greatly reduced health were swallowed by the terrifying giant mouth of some mysterious medium, and their health was instantly cleared and devoured.
"The nine-character mantra - pro, pro, pro..."
Taking advantage of the opportunity before the three-headed warrior broke in front of him, Qiao Mai's ten fingers turned sharply, and he quickly sealed, and rushed to the zombie crowd like a tide of words until his energy value was exhausted. The cyan mist produced by the word recipe enveloped all the monsters.
Qiao Mai's Provisional Character Recipe has only been upgraded to level 5 so far, and it has not been able to deal too much damage to these powerful elites and warriors. However, the sheer volume fully compensates for this shortcoming. The armor of all zombies was slowly corrupted by the continuous erosion of cyan mist. Iron corpses, whose defense and stats are constantly decreasing, are simply unable to deal effective damage to the Starving.
The starving ghosts' strange body structure allows them to be immune to most indirect physical attacks. The Iron Corpse's Zombie Claw, which deals a lot of damage, is a ranged attack and can't do much damage to the Hungry. On the contrary, the starving ghost's huge mouth opened from time to time, causing terrifying damage to the iron corpse, and the reduced health was restored instantly after the attack. Jo Mai's Hungry Ghosts are best suited for this kind of evenly matched combat, as long as they don't get killed instantly, they can always recover quickly.
"Hey... That's it..."
Filling his mouth with a few small bottles of No. 2 holy water, Qiao Mai smiled with satisfaction. After the potion took effect and the energy value slowly rose, Qiao Mai rushed towards several ironclad corpses that rushed up quickly.
"Poke your feet - nine turns in a row..."
With the sound of whistling wind, Qiao Mai confronted the two iron-armored corpses. Under the continuous erosion of the word formula, even the iron-armored corpse with strong armor could not avoid being hit hard. The invisible armor on his body was eroded by the mist, and he made a violent "snort" sound.
"Stuck Scratch ......"
Qiao Mai quickly continued to kick out the leading ironclad corpse, and with only the fourth kick, the armor of the ironclad corpse was completely shattered. It seems that the weakening effect of the Linzi Jue on the ironclad corpse is beyond Qiao Mai's imagination.
"Boom...."
The fifth kick, which has an additional 5 points of strength, roars and kicks the ironclad corpse that pounces on the other side. Qiao Mai turned around, his feet circling and kicking at the leg of the ironclad corpse whose armor had been shattered. The sixth kick is the last kick that can be used without damage in Qiao Mai's mandarin duck feet, and it is also Qiao Mai's strongest attack method at present. The additional 6 points of strength made Qiao Mai's right leg begin to become numb, and his muscles swelled even more wildly.
"Bang..."
A large upside-down golden hook, Qiao Mai's left foot whistled and kicked upside down on the neck of the ironclad corpse, and the terrifying force effect instantly caused a small pit to appear on the ground. Similarly, the iron-armored corpse that was hit by Qiao Mai's left foot was directly kicked to pieces in the head without any suspense.
"Huh... That's it, that's it...."
Qiao Mai, who was excited, gasped, and the green tendons on his head swelled angrily. At this time, he was completely stimulated by the sudden appearance of Wen Jin. In the past, he really didn't have anything to do, just an ordinary poor ** silk. Now, at least he can prove that he's not the guy who's dragging his feet anymore.
Sun Xiaoxiao is the daughter of a wealthy family, and her family strength is extremely strong. Even if he was suffering from a strange illness and was not close to the family elders, the various resources he obtained were unimaginable to Qiao Mai. It doesn't even take her to speak, someone will have everything she needs, the best of the best, ready for her. Even if she is so silent all her life, she will not worry about her livelihood. She was noble by nature and was a princess who was pampered by everyone.
And Wen Jin, even if he is feared and disgusted by everyone, he can't hide his extraordinary. The hideous scars and strange personality that he was covered in all over his body represented that he had experienced a lot of terrifying events that Qiao Mai didn't even dare to imagine. No matter what the process was, he managed to survive. As long as he is present, he must be the center of everyone's attention, and no matter who it is, it is impossible to ignore his presence.
However, Qiao Mai is the complete opposite of them. Aside from the fact that his strange appetite would cause ridicule from others, he was completely transparent. Everyone will ignore his presence, and even after getting used to his presence, they will look at him with great disgust. In the eyes of others, he was just a strange guy with a lot of food. If it weren't for Qiao Mai and Sun Xiaoxiao mixed with Wen Jin, everyone would have chosen to ignore him tacitly. It's only because he's inseparable from the other two that he's included in the Big Three Monsters together.
There is no doubt that Jo Mai has always been lonely. He craves care and longs for friends. It's just that now it seems that those are a little too far away from him.
"Come again..."
The inexplicable stimulation made Qiao Mai's eyes blood-red, and he gasped and pounced on the iron-armored corpse that was kicked away by him. The consumption of the mandarin duck foot is still too terrifying, even if it is only used to the 6th foot, it consumes 21 points of Qiao Mai's physical strength and energy, and only he with strong attributes can frequently use this powerful trick. Normally, the player doesn't have his powerful soul attribute.
"Mandarin Duck Foot - Nine Turns in a Chain..."
As concocted, Qiao Mai easily kicked the head of the other ironclad corpse into pieces. As long as the armor is shattered, these ironclad corpses are a little stronger than the average elite monster. If you find a pattern, it's not hard to kill these zombies.
Because, this coffin maze is just the lowest level of novice secret realm.
"Roar..."
Qiao Mai picked up the black coffin that had fallen after the death of the iron-armored corpse, looking extremely tired. Only used the mandarin duck feet twice, which not only consumed most of his physical strength and energy, but also made him enter an indescribable state of weakness. The strong feeling of weakness that came from the depths of his soul made Qiao Mai terrified.
In principle, the special skills derived from the secret art of the silver level should not be used by players of his level. Ordinary players, basically, only have the opportunity to come into contact with this rare arcane skill when they enter the Void Sea, or enter the third ring of the World Platter.
"It seems that I can't use my feet too much now..."
The feeling of weakness coming from the depths of his soul made Qiao Mai's brows furrow. This wasn't the first time, and he had felt the same way when he used his poke before, but not so strongly.
His strange soul allows him to vaguely sense some anomalies in this game world. Obviously, this game world is actually quite unstable, and Qiao Mai can even feel the continuous fragmentation and reorganization of space. It seems that the whole world is shrouded in some inexplicably powerful rule.
Strange rules forcibly glue the broken world together, as if it will be broken at any time. When Qiao Mai uses the poke foot, there is always a feeling that he will be torn to shreds at any time. It's as if his body can't withstand the powerful Silver Rank Secret Technique. It's as if the whole game world is rejecting itself.
"Gotta figure figure it out... Otherwise, if you die inexplicably because of using powerful skills, it will be a real loss..."
Qiao Mai, who frowned, had a lot of thoughts in his head.
The more information he gets, the more he understands the game, and the more the trepidation in his heart grows. The strange beast trembling in the depths of his soul made Qiao Mai terrified of this so-called death game.
Compared to this game, which is like an abyss under the sea, Qiao Mai is still too weak.