Forest of the Dead: Fir Grove

[Hints so far:]

[One-eyed: Upper player: A woman among the 6 veteran players; Next player: The man with the scar on his hand]

[J: Upper player: A man who has a heart; Lower Player: Killing Machine]

[Caesar: Upper player: Black-haired rookie player; Lower player: The man who used to be wrapped in gauze]

[Arthur: Upper player: The little girl with red eyes; Lower Player: Male in the Big Three of the Upper Circle]

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

The sound of rapid gasping lingered in my ears, and the air I inhaled in large gulps of water mist made my throat moist a little.

The small body passed through the tall cedar forest, Ogar lowered her body and got under a tree trunk, and a mountain ghost grabbed her clothes behind her, she screamed, and struggled to break free from the mountain ghost's grip on her, and her shirt was torn and kicked, so she threw it out, and the whole person rolled on the ground, and fell on a green moss.

"Roar—"

The mountain ghost roared, leaped from the trunk of a tree that rose from the ground, and rushed towards Ogar.

Ogar hurriedly stood up and ran towards the other end of the cedar forest.

The little whistle shook on her chest, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw the white whistle.

Suddenly, the figure of the black blade came to mind.

She didn't have time to think about it, she grabbed the whistle and brought it to her mouth, inhaled hard, and blew the whistle.

The sound of the whistle was still hoarse, and she took another breath and blew it again, still not hearing the whistle.

But she wanted Blackblade to hear.

Now she is being chased and killed by mountain ghosts, and her life is on the verge of death!

"Roar—"

The young male NPC turned into a mountain ghost swayed and rushed towards Ogar, a few cheek muscles hanging from its head, the top of its skull was completely eerie skull, one eye socket was black hole, and the other eye socket hung an eyeball, which was still connected to the muscles, shaking as the mountain ghost ran. One of its feet is gone, leaving only its fibula, while the other foot is muscular enough to support all of its movements. Its clothes were tattered and stained with mud. Its muscles were also mutilated, with several ribs exposed, and a maggot burrowed out of the intercostal space in his chest, falling to the ground, and being trampled on.

It ran after Ogar into the depths of the fir forest, an instinctive roar deep in its throat that sounded hoarse and low, like the whispered sobs of an adult male.

It's crying, it's wailing.

It was also a normal NPC, but why has it become like this now?

But it has no choice, and it has no sense of autonomy.

Now it only wants flesh and blood, and it only wants to tear little Ogar in front of it to pieces.

It's an instinct that's hidden in your bones, and it's the only use of the walking dead in this world.

Ogar ran out of breath, but her physical strength was not comparable to that of the mountain ghost at a young age, and gradually, she felt that her strength was exhausted, her chest seemed to explode, her chest rose and fell violently, her lung tissue was completely unable to keep up with the oxygen consumption required by her body, and her endurance and physical strength had reached the limit.

Ogal ran along a mountain path, and suddenly, many black hands suddenly came out of the moss on both sides, and Ogal screamed, she shook herself to avoid the hands of the mountain ghosts, but one of them grabbed her ankle, and she fell out and rolled down a small hill, and the mountain ghost behind her also followed!

"Roar—"

Ogal's body was stuck by a cedar tree growing diagonally on the hillside, her back hit the fir tree, so that she stopped rolling, the whole person got stuck on the branch of the fir tree, stopped on the slope of the mountain, and then the mountain ghost who pounced on it rolled around the hillside, and also grabbed the fir tree, after its body turned an arc, it climbed the branch of the fir tree, and the only remaining intact left leg stepped on the soft ground of the hillside, and the fibula of the right leg was inserted into the ground to stabilize its body, and it jumped forward, With a big skull mouth, he bit at Ogar!

"Don't-"

Ogar subconsciously lowered his head.

At this moment, a stick grazed her low head and hit the head of the mountain ghost, who was caught off guard and did not grasp it steadily, and was carried by the iron rod and rolled down the hillside.

Ogal listened to the sound of the mountain ghost rolling down the hill, and when she looked up, she saw Colin leaning out half of the forest path on the other side and holding out his hand to her.

"Don't be afraid."

He had dirt on his face and body, and he didn't look much better than her, but he still reached out to her and saved her.

"Brother Colin." Augar's heart warmed, she was in her little hand, and she took Colin's hand, and Colin pulled her up with force, trampling over the soft ground on the hillside, and finally she stepped on the gravel path of the trail.

The two men sat on the pathway, gasping for breath in horror.

"Thank you, thank you......" Ogal looked at Colin gratefully, she raised her hand to wipe her cheek, but her hand that was full of dirt wiped her own mud.

Colin couldn't help but laugh as he looked at Ogar a little funny.

He took out a handkerchief and handed it to Ogar: "This is where I wipe my glasses, you can take it and wipe your face, like a little cat." ”

"Thank you." Ogar politely took the handkerchief, wiped his face, and wiped it clean on himself before returning it to Colin.

"Thank you for saving me just now, you're amazing."

"Uh...... I don't know how to use a gun, so I'm more comfortable with these sticks. Colin took out another stick he was carrying and waved it in the air.

"How do you know I'm there?"

"I heard you screaming, and when I looked around, I saw that you were being attacked by mountain ghosts." Colin subconsciously glanced at the steep hillside, "Ivanov shouldn't be able to climb up for the time being." ”

"Ivanov? You mean that mountain ghost just now? Ogar was stunned, "You know him?" ”

Colin nodded: "I took a closer look in the shadows and found that these mountain ghosts are all NPCs we have seen before. ”

Ogar suddenly realized: "I see, so I didn't see a single NPC at the beginning of the game, and it turned out to be buried in the woods." ”

Colin stood up with an iron rod and stepped on the ground under his feet: "So, [Judge] said that this game is [Forest of Dead Souls], because the ground under our feet is buried with those NPCs. After the third alarm sounds, they will crawl out of the ground in the form of mountain ghosts and attack the player. This is not fundamentally different from the previous game, where they would have become walking dead even if they hadn't died from cannibalism. Now, it's just an increase in the number of walking dead, reducing their consumption of each other. ”

Ogar sighed.

"Why should the [Minghe System] be so cruel to them......

"Not for them, but for us." Colin interrupted, "You think, now that there are more of the walking dead, we, as players, are in a more disadvantageous position. And we have a relationship of predation on each other in the food chain, which is even worse. Those who control the game are willing to watch us panic, watch us despair, flee, and be killed. ”

"Why ......," Ogar bowed his head sadly.

She couldn't figure out how such a person could take pleasure in the suffering of others and feast on the death of others.

That's the demon walking on earth, that's the living Lucifer, that's the living Satan.

“…… Probably because in the last game, someone broke the rules of the game and angered those manipulators, and in this game, they are going to punish us. ”

Colin muttered, looking up at the sky.

With a dense cedar forest and a white sky, he seemed to pass through the sky and see the people who were manipulating the whole world behind all these virtual scenes.

"Someone broke the rules of the game? Who is it? ”

“…… It could be Caesar crossing the lake, or maybe it was me who landed in the [Minghe System] control background. ”

"Does that make them angry?"

"Probably, because of our actions, we have destroyed the balance in the virtual world built by the [Minghe System], for example, this is equivalent to destroying an extremely precious work of art, and anyone who cherishes this work of art will not understand."

Ogar nodded incomprehensibly.

Colin looked at Ogal and pursed the corners of his mouth: "Don't talk about this, Ogal, who are your upper and lower players?" ”

Unsuspecting, Ogar pulled out two cards and handed them to Colin.

Colin took the two cards and found that there was a sentence written on each of them—

[Upper Player in the Food Chain]: A person who is no more than 1.7m tall.

[Lower Player in the Food Chain]: The person whose appearance is the least appropriate for the codename.

"The person whose appearance is the least commensurate with the codename?" Colin tilted his head and thought, "The 12 code names: Caesar, Black Blade, Icarus, Beauty, Duke, One-Eyed, Arthur, Ogar, Lorraine, Colin, J, Mars, whose code name is the most incommensurate with the appearance?" ”

After thinking for a while, he had an answer.

"By the way, it's the Duke."

"Duke?" Ogar tilted his head to look at Colin.

"Yes, in medieval Europe, the level of sub-titles was generally determined by the amount of land occupied, which could be mainly divided into five categories: duke, marquis, earl, viscount, and baron. And the duke: among the nobility, the duke is the first rank and has the highest status. And most dukes are men, but in the [Minghe System], such a code name is given to a woman, which is the person whose appearance is the most inappropriate for the codename. Colin handed the card to Ogar, "Ogar, your next player is the Duke, which means you can hunt her down, but she can't resist you." ”

Although this is unlikely, Colin patiently explains.

"If you meet the Duke, don't be afraid, just go down to her, even if you can't kill her, she won't hurt you."

Ogar took the card and nodded his head as if he didn't understand.

Then, she looked at the other card in Colin's hand.

"So, Brother Colin, what does that mean on the other card?"

“…… It's written about your upper-level players. ”

"I know, but there's more than one person who is no taller than 1.7m."

"Indeed, there are you, me, Caesar, three men." Colin muttered.

“…… Brother Colin, who is your player in the lower circle? Ogar looked at Colin cautiously.

Colin didn't speak, but slowly clenched the iron rod in his hand.

Ogar watched as his hand holding the iron rod turned white, and she suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

She stepped back, but Colin walked towards her, step by step.

"I'm sorry, Ogar ......"

Colin lowered his head slightly, his round lenses reflecting the light, making it impossible to see through his expression.

"Brother Colin ......"

"On my card, there are also two sentences written, my top player is: the male of the big three in the upper circle, it may be Black Blade, or it may be Icarus, I'm not sure." As he spoke, he raised his iron rod, "But my lower circle player is a little girl with blond hair, and this message is very clear. ”

In his eyes, murderous intent was revealed.

"Cole, Brother Colin...... Don't kill me......"

Ogal retreated to the side of the hill, and there was no way to retreat, and a grain of sand rolled down the hill from her feet, and her heart was cold.

"Please...... Don't kill me...... I don't want to die......"

But Colin, a few more steps closer.

Ignored her pleas for mercy.

This time, Ogar saw the cruel expression on his face.

Perhaps, this is what he is.

"I'm sorry, Ogar, in this game, the only one I can kill is you."

"yes, but if I were you, I wouldn't do that."

A deep voice sounded behind him, and Colin paused, and he looked back to see Blackblade standing next to a spruce, pistol raised, pointed at him.