Only one of you will survive.

When Gu Fan said this, a cold cold came to his face, and the real cruelty was vividly reflected.

"Ghost King."

Gu Fan called out lightly.

The monster under the scarlet robe struck casually, and the speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye exceeded the sound, and the ghoul king's claws tore through the enemy's back, and slapped the ghost king's head, pressing him into the snow.

What is this for??

The Ghost King stretched out a finger and cut his own veins.

A drop of crystal clear emerald green liquid flowed out, and the ghost king flowed this drop of liquid into the torn back wound, instantly blending into the blood vessels, and slowly began to spread.

Poison.

This is the ghoul king's poison.

After the Ghost King did this, he let go of his hand and let him go...... In front of this monster, the squad leader of the Dark Dragon Force is as fragile as a child in a kindergarten.

"The toxin will completely explode in a day."

Gu Fan acted as a commentator, with a playful smile on his face: "You should be able to feel it, right?" ”

It's a game.

Thousands of needles and ghost knives, like to play this game of cat and mouse, then Gu Fan let them play enough.

The ghost knife immediately understood what Gu Fan meant.

He showed a terrifying look, and there was a slight tremor in his voice: "You...... Will it be for me...... Detoxification?? ”

Detoxification?

"That's up to you to make it to the end."

Gu Fan waved his hand casually: "I'm feeling a little bored, let's start quickly, otherwise you will be the first to die." ”

After Gu Fan finished speaking, the ghost knife immediately turned his head and ran out like crazy.

He pulled out a communication device with the location of his teammates on it, apparently trying to start with his own people.

A few minutes later.

In the ghost knife squad, the soldier in charge of reconnaissance took back various tools, prepared to stop the surveillance of Gu Fan's people, and cooperated with the captain to leave the scene.

"Huh?"

"Captain, why are you here?"

The Scout is very good at it and senses someone approaching.

The hot aura of the ghost knife was not hidden, and he was panting and carrying his big knife, and the sudden appearance made the investigator a little puzzled.

Logically speaking...... The Scout is the eyes of the team, and he can't reveal his position under any circumstances, but why the captain suddenly appeared is not in line with the team's usual style.

"I'll poke the team in the eye."

The ghost knife said gloomily, and before the scout could react, the black blade slashed from top to bottom.

Poof.

The sharp scout's chest burst, and blood was slashed horizontally.

"Why??"

"Captain, why did you kill me?"

The scout fell to the ground, his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and he was not an opponent of the ghost knife in the first place, so he had no chance to resist at all.

Why?

Quite simply, in order to be able to live.

"If I want to live, you will die!!"

The fierce ghost knife walked up to the scout and stabbed him in the chest with a fierce blow, piercing his heart and spine, and ending up dead.

All right.

The "eyes" of the whole team were blinded.

Armed with a communication device, the Devilblade began to slaughter his own members one by one.

The sniper had his throat slit.

A powerful anomaly, with his head split in half.

Another person found that his teammates had died one after another, and there was no rescue in the vast world, and layers of fear wrapped him, as if he had fallen into a huge cage.

"Where are you?"

Suddenly, the captain's voice came from the communication equipment.

The man was immediately agitated and immediately replied; "Captain, are you still alive, great, the others are already dead, I have too much snow here, and the signal is not good......"

"Okay, where are you waiting, I'll look for you."

The sound of the ghost knife stopped abruptly, and a moment later there was another corpse in the snow.

Completely extinguished.

In the Ghost Knife Squad, all the elite hunters he brought were slaughtered by himself.

Guilty?

Guilty?

No...... In his heart, Ghost Knife did not have a trace of apology for those dead team members.

On the contrary, without killing a person, the fear in his heart increased somewhat.

This doesn't make sense.

It stands to reason that the more people the ghost knife kills, the more reassuring it should be, after all, the number of places to "survive" is decreasing.

But the truth is quite the opposite.

Despair, fear, all kinds of negativity are flooding the ghost knife.

The more you kill those former teammates, the more you seem to see your own fate.

"Will I be killed like this?"

"Will I live, yes, yes, will, I'll kill everyone and be the last one."

The Ghost Knife's mental state was actually on the verge of collapse, and he began to attack the people of the Thousand Needles, looking for their whereabouts, and became more and more crazy.

The other side.

After the ghost knife left, the monster wearing a huge scarlet robe inexplicably appeared at the place where the murder was killed.

A drop of emerald green, brightly dripping liquid dripped from its fingertips onto the corpse.

Lived.

The Scout, Sniper, and other members of the team who had just been killed by the Ghost Knife slowly stood up.

Their flesh began to rot.

Their muscles begin to swell.

The over-exerted muscles tore the skin apart, and the mutant corpse's limbs grew stronger, and sharp, pointed nails grew on the ground.

Ghoul.

They all turned into ghouls.

After becoming ghouls, these people have increased in strength unabated, while their brains have not completely corrupted, but have retained most of their combat experience.

Every ghoul has an intelligence level that can reach the level of a 5-year-old child, and most of them are dominated by combat experience, to be precise...... It's a standard fighting machine.

Ghoul family.

This is a family of ghouls that Gu Fan needs.

The Ghost King is able to create his own people, use his blood, and transform other humans or corpses to gradually grow the race.

Soon...... The ghouls gathered around the Ghost King and wailed.

They still have hatred in their brains, hatred for the ghost knife to kill them, hatred for the betrayal of their partner.

Let's chase!!

Chase, kill!!

This game has just begun.

The Ghoul King continued to chase after the cubs, and the situation of the Thousand Needles on the other side, who had already escaped, was even worse.

One of the team members died.

That was what had just happened, and she thought she had run long enough distance to get out of the pursuit.

However, one of the team members' vital signs disappeared from the communicator's radar range, apparently having been killed.

This was followed by the second, the third, and the fourth.

It's a hunting game, someone is constantly hunting, and a thousand needles don't know when it's their turn.

Time passed minute by minute.

With each death, her fear deepens, because the next one could be herself.

Originally...... That's what it's like to be hunted down.

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