For as long as he can remember, Lei Han has never been in such a dilemma.

Sun Lao, they don't have the test end of the Divine Movement, and even if they do, it is impossible to open the Cultivator Mode, in such a situation, once they are pulled into the trial of the Divine Movement, they will definitely be more auspicious, and if Lei Han does not make a move, they will definitely die.

However, making a move means that his biggest secret is exposed in front of others, these people in the archaeological team are not Zhang Qinghan, what will they think of it at that time? And these people know the practitioner mode of the Divine Movement, and the possible surname of the leak has reached more than ninety percent. If the secrets of the Movement of God are known to outsiders through their mouths, they will cause great trouble.

Death in order to keep the secret of the music of the gods?

Lei Han can't do this kind of thing, after all, it is more than a dozen lives, how can he let them die for their own reasons. Even if the secret is exposed, it will cause great trouble, even if these people are not kind to him, it is impossible for Lei Han to stand idly by.

"Spiritual Force Field Discovered, Cultivator Mode Activating ......"

Perhaps because of the difference in the region where the pond was located, or perhaps because of the difference in the spiritual power field, the movement of the gods did not give Lei Han a ten-second countdown when it was activated, but gave Lei Han more time. However, with Lei Han's current predicament, he hoped that the Divine Movement would give him a good time.

When you want you to be slow, you just throw me a ten-second countdown, and when you want you to be fast, you slow down, and it's me who plays with your heart.

The team in front of them moved again, and after ordering everyone in the team - in fact, it was just to remind Lei Han alone, and Sun Lao led everyone forward.

Still ahead, don't you know that the more you go inside, the more dangerous it becomes?

Lei Han wanted to tell them to stop, but he couldn't because he couldn't find a suitable reason. In desperation, he could only follow along.

"Detect that there are non-cultivators in the spiritual force field, and the possession function is activated......"

Possession function?

What is that?

Lei Han was terrified.

It's not that he's timid and has a low ability to endure, it's that the music of the gods is too capable of making trouble. Before he could figure out what was going on with that possession function, Lei Han had to muster up his spirits.

"The Movement of God is in test mode, and the possession function is not perfect, please forgive me!"

With the appearance of these words, a stream of information poured into Lei Han's mind.

In order not to expose the secret of the movement of the gods, the author of the god must personally end the game, no matter how fierce the fight is, in the eyes of non-practitioners in the same trial ground, only the author himself has the ability beyond ordinary people.

In this case, the author is no longer just a spectator, and he no longer has a third perspective, but a first perspective.

Using his body to fight the monster in person, Lei Han was very excited, and he was even more excited in his heart. However, in the excitement and excitement, there is also a great deal of worry.

As a player, fighting monsters with a character and fighting a monster as a participant are two completely different concepts. The game character can do the stabbing, backward jumping, rolling and other actions in place, but the author himself may not.

For those who have been trained in martial arts, they can play more effectively than the game characters themselves, and these people absolutely praise the possession function.

For an ordinary person like Lei Han who has never practiced martial arts, and the most intense sport in his usual life is just playing basketball and football, not to mention real fights, even he has little experience in fighting. Possession function Lei Han gave not a praise, but a bad review.

The last time I fought was two years ago, and now you want me to fight the monster with a spear, which is deliberately killing me.

Lei Han was worried about the upcoming battle when a new stream of information entered his mind, and a few hints of joy quickly spread from the corners of his mouth to his entire face.

However, it turned out that the music of the gods was in the testing stage, and some functions were not perfect, such as the possession function, which requires a lot of calculations, and the Dongdong system has adopted certain restrictions in order to avoid problems. These limitations include the weakening of the pain system and the initiation of standard manoeuvres.

The so-called standard action is to make the actions such as attack dodge and dodge made by the author of the possession function in the trial completely patterned, and the system will ignore the differences and habits of the author's body in reality, and forcibly unify the actions of the author.

To put it simply, falling on Lei Han is to standardize his movements, so that the realization of his actions such as stabbing and jumping is not based on the real body, but is the same as the game character, which is equivalent to characterizing the body game in the real life of the author.

This is a weakening for other, but it is a strengthening for Lei Han, an ordinary person who inadvertently broke into the cultivator mode, who made Lei Han not even do a standard attack action, the system did this to undoubtedly help him solve the biggest problem.

What would it feel like to characterize a body game?

Without worrying, Lei Han could also think about other things, and in his nervous and expectant mood, the archaeological team entered the burial chamber of the martyr.

As the last person in the line, Lei Han was of course the last to enter the tomb, and just after he entered the tomb, the movement of the gods was activated.

"The Practitioner Mode has been activated, please prepare the player 'Thunder Zen', you have ten seconds to prepare. Countdown: Ten, Nine, Eight......"

It's coming!

Lei Han secretly said in his heart, the muscles of his whole body were tightened, and the whole person was like a full bowstring, ready to deliver that fatal blow at any time.

After entering the burial chamber of the martyrs, the space became open, and the archaeological team lined up, and everyone could see the situation in the tomb through the light.

Bones, bones all over the ground.

Lying down, prostrate on the ground, hands on the wall as if digging something...... All kinds of gestures seem to tell people about the despair, sadness, and resentment of these people before they die, and they seem to be pouring out their unwillingness.

This is a place of despair, where the souls of the dead curse everything, cry out about the injustice of God, and even after thousands of years, the resentment in their hearts will not dissipate.

Lei Han frowned, and describing this place with a ghostly atmosphere would not be an exaggeration in the slightest, but would make people feel that they had not yet described one-ten-thousandth of its true situation.

"A lot of people have died here."

Jia Yi seemed to be sighing, and seemed to be deliberately reminding Lei Han that many people had died in this place.

Not only Jia Yi, but most of the members of the archaeological team were paying attention to Lei Han, waiting to see the embarrassed performance of this boring rich kid in their eyes.

Alas, they were doomed to disappointment. Lei Han was not as frightened by the situation in front of him as they imagined, but turned his head to look around, looking curious.

This guy is quite bold.

Seeing his performance, everyone was very bored, and some even thought evilly: It is said that some children of rich families behave strangely and are psychologically different from ordinary people, and it seems that this person named Lei Han is also one of them.

Just when some people wanted to sarcastically say a few words to Lei Han and vent their frustration of not seeing him make a fool of themselves, a piercing sound of friction came from the depths of the tomb.

Crunch, crunch, crunch......

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