"Wu Chengyun's has also risen!"

Now the change of values is being watched all the time.

And at this time, Mingyue was not far behind them, following slowly, watching them kill each other.

Dewey?

That person does have hatred for the martial arts family and even most of the nobles, but there is also an even more inextricable hatred between him and the original owner Yan Chengcheng.

Therefore, become the enemy of everyone, let him directly induce the hidden for many years.

In this way, he and the entire Du family will become targets.

As for that Wu Chengyun, it can only be said that it was a timely meeting, and the rest really doesn't matter much.

Next, Mingyue continued to watch them walk around nervously, while searching for the traces of Dewey and Wu Chengyun, occasionally picking up some scattered classmates, or nobles...

Time flies, and this time the 12 hours have arrived.

[The third level of the game: prey and hunters, everyone's hunting value will appear on the list, the remaining number is up to 6000 people, the time has been exhausted, calculate the top 6000 of the current hunting list, and all the outside of 6000 will be wiped out by the resentful spirit, execute immediately! ] 】

When Mingyue's voice disappeared, frightened cries could be heard everywhere in the entire academy.

And this time, the people who were wiped out the most were those around Takeshiyu.

They don't have a chance to go out hunting, and they don't have a chance to be approached and killed...

Therefore, these people with zero hunting value all looked at Takeshi Yu with a frightened face at this moment, and then felt the pain of their souls being torn apart...

"Father, you must find a way to stop them..."

Wu Moyu stood up with his newly recovered body, urging Wu Siyu to hurry up and find a way.

If these people do die, then there will never be any supporters for both father and son.

Even if it's from here, unless they jump directly to the god level...

But even to the extent that they imagined to be gods, they would face the hatred of all the nobles...

"I can't stop it..."

At this time, Wu Siyu finally understood what it meant to be powerless...

He wanted to save these people, but he couldn't see where the ghosts were.

In such a situation, how can these souls be rescued at the same time?

"But they can't die, we..."

Wu Moyu was already frightened at this moment, and his eyes were dilated.

There were at least 2,000 people around, all of whom looked at their father and son with their eyes as if they were about to break free.

Even if he was hated by others, he even personally participated in the torture of that special enrollment last year.

But this is the first time that Wu Moyu has deeply imprinted fear into his heart, and even carved it into his soul.

"Resentful spirit, it's really the opposite..."

Takeshi Yu was already in a bit of a trance at this time.

It's not that he can't see the miserable situation of these people around him.

It was because he could see clearly that his psychology was even more frightened.

If they can't save anyone else this time, how can their father and son clean up that resentful soul?

How did he clean up this special enrollment?

How do you survive?

A series of failures made him a little unable to recover at the moment.

Until most of the people around died, and only twenty or thirty people remained...

[The fourth level of the game: the formation outside the campus is about to close, the hunting activity is fully opened, all the hunting values are recalculated, and a little hunting is consumed per hour, if you want to survive, please start your hunting journey!] 】

Mingyue simply didn't lock them up. 61 Library

Let it out, and all the nobles will hunt each other ...

If you want to live long, you have to kill enough nobles.

But all the time, he has to become the prey of other nobles.

"You're crazy!"

Takeshi turned around and yelled at the center of the lake.

But he knew it wasn't useful.

Wu Moyu stood up from the ground at this moment, picked up his mobile phone, and looked at the zero-point hunting value displayed on it...

and a countdown after the fourth level of the game.

It takes a little hunting value every hour to survive, and in other words, you have to lose half of the number of people every hour...

Or at least halve, and those other nobles who have always maintained zero points will be completely wiped out in the first batch.

Only killing can keep them alive, and it's a game to be feared.

"Father, we have to get a certain amount of hunting value now, and then we have to find out where this special enrollment is hidden..."

At this time, Wu Moyu no longer wanted to care about any reputation.

He's going to live, and he's going to live, to find out that special student and destroy it!

This game must end, so in the process, there must be sacrifices.

"You have a point..."

Imperial Commander Takeshi sighed, then turned his head to look at the dozens of people around them.

The father and son turned around very tacitly, and when these people just realized the crisis they were about to face, they had already lost the opportunity to escape.

"I have 11 points..."

Wu Moyu looked at his own values, and then looked at Wu Siyu with some expectation.

"I didn't bring my phone, what do you think of this thing?"

Because I'm usually used to having someone around me, and my mobile phone is also held by my subordinates, so Wu Siyu is really a little blinded now.

But when he lowered his head and picked up a mobile phone on the ground, he suddenly found that it was his name displayed on it.

"I have 16 points..."

Putting the phone in his pocket, Wu Siyu reached out and helped Wu Moyu, who almost fell because of too much consumption.

Then the father and son walked around again.

They must destroy this special enrollment, but only if there are enough hunting spots for them to live, these ten points are only enough to live for more than ten hours, which is too little in their opinion...

So on the next road, the father and son started a crazy killing mode, until the hunting points of both exceeded two or three hundred points...

"It's really ferocious, it's only been less than half an hour, and you have got so many hunting spots, aren't you afraid of being called a murderer?"

Mingyue's voice appeared in the ears of the father and son, but after only laughing twice, they disappeared without a trace.

This made the father and son, who were originally in killing mode and a little unstable in their mentality, suddenly relieved themselves.

"Almost, we should find a way to clean up this special enrollment, and those resentful souls!"

Wu Siyu glanced at his son, who had already killed the red eye, reached out and patted him lightly on the back twice, before seeing him come to his senses.

But just because they're sober doesn't mean that others can do it.

Without the formation protection of the academy, all the nobles, as long as they pick up their mobile phones at this time, will inevitably receive this game news.

Some people think it's a joke, but some people just want to live.

So by the time the hour came, the original total number of people had only decreased by 23.

In other words, the 13 who survived all actively or passively participated in this killing game.

Next, these nobles who witnessed the death began their official madness.