When Shi Xiaobai was weighing whether his fist could smash the iron-like black cocoon, the three-person team had already begun to act, although they had never seen the virus black cocoon, but they knew the notoriety of the virtual church very well, that cult was full of some crazy people who regarded the human world as a virtual game, this group of madmen regarded life as cold data, and killed as an escalated daily task, because there was no humanity, no desire, no fear, so there was no weakness at all. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Compared with the other two terrorist organizations with clear goals and desires, the virtual church can be said to have the highest degree of destruction of the human world, and the virtual cultists who have been brainwashed by the virtual sect leader obey all instructions and ignore all emotions, as if they are a group of high-level zombies under control.

If Wind Without a Trace is completely brainwashed, then only a cold death awaits him - strangled in the cradle by the righteous organization.

Such a thing is never allowed!

"Da Da Da ......"

Strafing the world with a machine gun at the black callus, he doesn't have many bullets left, but at this moment, he won't skimp on a single one!

"Bump, bump, bump......"

The scorching bullets slammed into the surface of the glittering steel cocoon, one after the other, crashing into the hard darkness, one after another, shattering, and falling to the ground, causing fire to splash everywhere, and faint black smoke gradually grew and filled around the black cocoon.

It wasn't until the last bullet was fired that the black smoke that permeated the surface of the black cocoon gradually dissipated.

"!"

The strafing man cursed angrily and threw the heavy machine gun to the ground!

"Bump... Touch... Bump..."

The strafing of the world ended, but the sound of bullets hitting the surface of the black cocoon did not stop, and the gentle bullets from that shot were doing the same.

At this time, the gentleness of the shot had long since lost sight of hiding his position, he jumped down from the tree, and after quickly closing the distance, shot after shot at the same target, and the bullets that shot out all hit the same point on the surface of the black callus under his precise control.

However, the desperate reality is laid bare, and the surface of the black callus is still not a single bullet mark.

"Sonorous, sonorous, sonorous!"

On the side of the black callus, the sound of metal clash with metal is constantly sounding.

The twin blades swung their arms, and the two sharp blades slashed into the bottomless but impregnable darkness again and again.

The always calm and calm Shuangdao Xingtian's eyes were slightly red at this time, his breath was disordered, and he kept jumping, waving his arms, waving his knife, repeating the monotonous movements, and continuing to make unremitting efforts, but his knife failed to leave even a trace of scratches on the surface of the black calloon!

"Bump!"

Suddenly, but reasonably, the short knife in the right hand of the double sword was broken!

The two knives were stunned for a moment, and then they gritted their teeth and threw away the broken knife, holding the only remaining short knife with both hands, and slashed at the black cocoon angrily again!

The game is just a virtual game, and the tragedy that Feng Wuxian is about to encounter is the cruelest reality, the trio team has already let go of the obsession with victory at this moment, let go of the various entanglements that have always been with Feng Wuxi, they want to save Feng Wuxi!

Even if they have no ability to save at all, they must be saved, and they will not hypocritically say that they will fight for their lives to save, but they can sincerely tell everyone that this black cocoon, this indestructible darkness, this coming sorrow, they will do their best to stop it!

The twin knives roared and slashed at the black cocoon, the gentle insult of that shot constantly pulling the trigger.

Strafing the world lost his weapon, and could only stare dryly on the side, suddenly, he turned his head and saw Shi Xiaobai who was still stunned on the side, and an unstoppable anger arose!

The humble ones are making humble efforts.

And he is powerful, but he is a cold sidestander?

"Why don't you do it yet?"

Strafing the world, looking at Shi Xiaobai, he shouted angrily!

......

"Why... If the dog belt player doesn't make a move, ...... keep going like this."

In the commentary room, Candy asked the same question again and again, in fact, the audience in the theater had already been noisy, and the humble but persistent efforts of the trio team were in stark contrast to Shi Xiaobai's inaction, which made them have to question Shi Xiaobai's inaction at this time.

Biscuit sighed and said, "Have you all forgotten?" The dog belt player only has the third layer of Lingfan, he is likely to have abandoned his spiritual energy cultivation in order to cultivate the crab step, and his attack strength is likely to be inferior to the normal third layer of Lingfan, and he didn't make a move because he knew that it was useless. ”

Candy was stunned and figured out this verse. A strong man who has cultivated the crab step to the realm of integration, but the spiritual energy realm only has three layers of Lingfan, it is obvious that he has taken care of one or the other, and the attack I chose to take the dog belt is definitely far inferior to his dodge, and it is not even at the normal level, he can't break the virus black cocoon.

But is it all hopeless?

Candy couldn't help but ask, "What if there is no way to break the virus cocoon...... What will happen to the Wind Without a Trace?"

Biscuit was silent for a moment, and said with difficulty: "If the Wind Traceless Contestant is completely brainwashed and turned into a virtual cultist, then the Inquisition will isolate him as soon as possible to prevent him from having in-depth contact with the virtual sect leader, and strangle the harm in the cradle, or even ......."

Once they accept the faith of the virtual church, they will become murderous terrorists, like an infectious virus, and there will be special organizations such as the Inquisition to isolate, discipline and reform, but most of the virtual believers will be directly wiped out.

Candy suddenly felt a little uncomfortable breathing, a fresh life, even if he was a little ugly inside and out, but watching him go to the end of the darkness, there would always be a kind of compassion for the death of a rabbit and a fox.

The audience in the theater was also silent, not long ago they were still surprised and amused by Feng Wuxi's ridiculous behavior, but at this moment they couldn't help but pray silently for Feng Wuji, people in this era are facing all kinds of hidden dangers, even if they hide in the virtual world, there are still real nightmares, and these nightmares are the public enemies of all mankind.

It's just that at this moment, who can save the wind without a trace and shatter this hateful nightmare?

......

The nightmare was not shattered, but the reality was cruel and more real.

Strafing the world, I really couldn't understand why Shi Xiaobai was stunned.

"Why don't you do it yet?"

Strafing the human world angrily shouted at Shi Xiaobai: "Powerful you, don't you even have a little mercy?"

"Although Feng Wuxian has some holidays with you, why don't you see death and not save you?"

"Are you going to watch Wind Traceless turn into a virtual cultist, into a crazy terrorist?"

“......”

Helpless people often get angry at those bystanders who do not lend a helping hand, and in the eyes of the strafing world, Shi Xiaobai's inaction is extremely bad, making him feel angry and shameless.

Shi Xiaobai, who was accused, lowered his head from beginning to end, his brows furrowed deeply, as if he was pondering something, hesitating about something, or tangled in something.

Suddenly, as if touched by a certain sentence, Shi Xiaobai suddenly looked up at the strafing world.

The strafing world was stunned, and the words that came to his mouth again were swallowed back by him.

Is that... What kind of eyes?

Why... Will you show such a look?

Suddenly, a soft, but firm voice sounded, waking the strafers out of their trance.

"This king will save him when he becomes... Before the terrorists. ”

After Shi Xiaobai finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the black cocoon.

Strafing the world stayed where it was.

In those eyes... There is a trembling emotion hidden, what that emotion is, it is elusive, it is impossible to empathize, but he can feel that emotion turned upside down in his eyes.

This guy... The guy who calls himself this king... It's not easy.

Strafing the world looked at Shi Xiaobai's back, and his gaze gradually softened.

The audience also noticed Shi Xiaobai's move towards the black calloon, and they all calmed down, even after listening to the analysis of the biscuits, they understood that the dog belt god was a monster who specialized in dodging and dodging, but it didn't mean that they could forgive him for standing by.

Even if maybe the dog belt god really only has the third layer of Lingfan, they still have a trace of the extravagant hope of longing for a miracle.

Maybe the Dog Belt God can save Wind Without a Trace and shatter this nightmare?

In everyone's eyes, Shi Xiaobai walked to the side of the black cocoon, and the side of the world with two swords.

He looked at the world with two swords, and asked, "Can you borrow your sword from this king?"

Shuangdao Xingtian was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment and handed over the short knife in his hand.

Shi Xiaobai borrowed the short knife, and the whole person was stunned for a moment before he sighed deeply.

"This king uses a sword, and even this king himself is afraid. ”

Shi Xiaobai held the hilt of the knife, as if he had grasped the power to destroy everything.