Chapter 156: Backstabbing
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Didn't Alphonse say that the biological master was safely locked away by him in a room that he could never get in or out?
What's going on with mission four?
The aberrations have not yet appeared,
The system won't let the player spend the remaining twenty minutes with the threat of a nuclear explosion countdown to destroy the same unseen biological master, right?
Unless.... The system is forcing players to start killing each other.
The six players looked at each other in great tacit understanding,
Now, as long as you kill one more opponent, you can immediately choose to teleport and escape,
The one who is killed must complete the two tasks of destroying the living master and destroying the aberrant primordial.
At the same time, we must be wary of the 20-minute countdown to the nuclear explosion.
If you are the first to destroy the opponent, you will have an infinite advantage.
If you are eliminated by the opponent, you will not be able to turn the game around - the enemy team can directly choose to teleport away, even if they want to score points by killing.
Not to mention, there are still an unknown number of distortions coming this way...
If you drag it any longer, you will either be grinded to death by the aberrant monster, or you will be stabbed in the back, and you will be wiped out with the team.
The two sides were only temporarily cooperating, and at this time they were forced into a desperate situation, and naturally they were tense.
Alphons, who was completely unaware of the discord between the players, was still using the speaker under the ceiling fungus blanket to talk to the players, "There are 20 minutes left, you guys hurry up and run for your lives, I don't want to hurt you." β
Zhuang Pengpai ignored the sound of running from the corner at the end of the corridor, and looked coldly at the speaker at the ceiling,
"You've lied to us. The biological master, which is not locked up. β
"Kind of deception."
Alphonse said calmly: "When the disaster struck, I did put the master in the secret room,
However, a hair that fell from my body turned into a distortion under the influence of the master and jammed the door lock.
By the time I found out, the fungus blanket had pried open the door and connected to the biological master, drawing a steady stream of power from her.
An unprecedented aberration monster has formed around the master.
The power of that monster is far beyond your imagination,
If it weren't for the fact that the biological mother itself did not have autonomous consciousness, I am afraid that she would have rushed out of the surface of the earth and transformed King's Landing like God to transform the entire world. β
Alphonse paused and said quite sincerely: "It means a lot to me to know that there are still surviving humans on the surface,
Every human being is the hope of re-establishing civilization.
You're running out of time, really, hurry up and run for your life. β
Before the words fell, the sound of a dense rush like raindrops sounded from the end of the corridor.
"It's too late...."
Alphonse sighed in grief.
In the not-so-spacious hallway, all sorts of strange aberrations waved their claws, spat poisonous juice, opened their sharp mouthparts, and let out a sharp and furious roar.
They came like a tidal wave, and the distorted ones that rushed in front were pushed and squatted by the aberrant monsters behind, trampled in a row, and crushed into flesh.
One end of the T-shaped corridor was filled with distortions, while the other end was still empty, as if it had been specially opened up for Leon and the others to escape.
"Goo-"
The sound of sticky footsteps came from another empty hallway, and the bloody mushroom blanket under the player's feet slid towards the walls on both sides like a low tide.
The air, as if frozen,
The aberrations that were rushing in a frenzy also stopped, and retreated to the rear in unison and silently.
They voluntarily withdrew from the hunting grounds of the original body.
Standing in the T-shaped corridor, the stonemason felt as if his neck had been frozen into a popsicle, and he turned his head stiffly to look at the source of the footsteps that were not in a hurry and paced forward.
It was a monster that seemed to come out of the most chaotic and disorderly nightmare,
It has a long, flat body like a centipede, covered in a dark red carapace that resembles a thick layer of rust, which breaks every meter to form a segment.
Its head was a deformed, horrific mass of red spherical flesh,
The surface of the meat block is densely packed with biological carapaces, metal fragments, and broken bones.
As the monster wriggled forward, the bits and pieces continued to tear at the spherical flesh itself, causing blood to gush uncontrollably.
In the lower part of the spherical piece of meat, there is a composite chelicate mouthpart composed of several curved bones.
The monstrous mouthparts opened and closed uncontrollably at high speed, like a frantic shredder.
Unlike centipedes, this monster has no feet, instead it has stubby octopus tentacles.
These tentacles with powerful tendons supported the monster's massive weight, squirming alternately like sea anemones, as if it were slow and fast.
In a certain section of the monster's body, there is a gray-brown plate-like object embedded in it like a small blackboard, which is swaying and shaking with the monster's advance.
And that's... Is it an aberrant protoplasm that is saddled with a biological master....
The stonemason's mind only had time to flash one thought, and his body involuntarily flew - the seemingly clumsy and slow distorted original body, waving and firing a tentacle between the lightning and flint,
Like a whip, it struck the mason in the chest with unmistakable precision, breaking his ribs and denting his entire ribcage.
I only heard a "bang", and the alloy wall was smashed out of a human-shaped pothole.
The stonemason slipped off the wall and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs...
The Black Saint Son, who was originally standing next to him, disappeared in place the moment the stonemason's figure flew up.
In the next second, he had already appeared behind the Wanli Sealing Knife, and the tip of the thin sword in his hand was condensed with a shining cold light, wrapped in a whistling wind, and stabbed straight towards the back of the Wanli Sealing Knife.
[Skill Name: Tempest Backstab]
[Genre: Fighting]
[Special effect: Pre-set the number of sword shots, guide for 1 second, flash behind an enemy, and stab several swords forward.] The speed and damage of each sword stacks. During the sword play, the player cannot actively make other actions, unless the sword move is interrupted by an external force]
[Cost: 20% of total strength]
[Cooldown: 5 minutes]
[Note: For the grass beneath my feet, the breeze is already a storm]
The Aberrations are more powerful than anyone thinks, and maybe the six of them can fight it when they work together, and even defeat and kill it at a certain price.
But in the current predicament of suspicion and suspicion between the two sides, the stonemason's first serious injury has broken the delicate balance between the two teams.
The Black Son, formerly known as Choi Jae-seok, will never give his life to the conscience of others...
"Zhengβ"
The thin sword that was supposed to pierce the back of the Wanli Sealing Knife was blocked by an unpretentious eight-sided Han sword,
The body of the Wanli Sealing Knife remained motionless, but its head turned 180 degrees like an owl, and the long sword held in the palm of his hand easily blocked the Black Saint's backstab.
Wanli Sealing Dao stared at the black saint son who was about to split, and said faintly: "It seems that I was underestimated...."