[Dawn] has come to the point where it is now, even if it doesn't rely on blood, it has the strength to match [Ghost Shadow from the Heart]. And how to choose a lower bloodline.

He moved away from his body and dodged the palm of the [Ghost Shadow from the Heart], "Cut, it's not completely open for testing yet, there will definitely be a better bloodline in the future." ”

Seeing that he was not moved, he no longer persuaded him.

At this time, several people were still about ten kilometers away from the Bull-headed Fire Beast, but its huge body was already like a mountain, standing in front of everyone's eyes.

The Flame Demons, who had been fighting the Bloodthirsty Warriors against the players, gathered around the Chieftain and knelt down like a god to look up at the Minotaur Fire Beast.

The Minotaur Fire Beast that had just been summoned didn't seem to have fully woken up, and when it looked down at these dependents who had summoned him, he suddenly felt a wave of hunger.

It whispered a whisper from its mouth, as if it were scolding the flame demons.

The five chiefs looked at the bull-headed fire beast with a look of confusion, "Our lord's face is completely different from the one in the record. One of the Flame Chiefs whispered.

"No, this is the illusion of the Lord, the spokesman of the Lord." The chief of the chiefs said.

When the Minotaur Fire Beast spoke, the Flame Demons who were still judging it suddenly felt a powerful spiritual coercion attack, causing them to surrender to their feet and dare not look directly at the deity again.

"Demon God! Demon God! The Demon God has finally arrived! ”

"Entwined with the unquenchable flame, we are your faithful believers."

"May the flame shine on the earth and guide us in our path!"

The chiefs began to speak incoherently, shouting like fanatics.

The other Flame Demons knelt and kowtowed frantically, even if their heads were broken and the blood flowed.

Flame-laden blood gushed out of their skulls and spilled on the ground in front of them, scorching the already barren land black and charcoal-colored, and the remaining stubborn plants withered rapidly.

[Ghost Shadow from the Heart] widened his eyes, "Fog grass? Is this for nothing? He excitedly rushed to the group of prostrating flame demons and collected the soul ingots that had been condensed after their deaths.

In the past, goblin death was at best a small piece of crystal, which could not be called an ingot at all.

The crystals condensed by these Death Flame Demons are several times larger, and this is what can truly be called ingots.

Looking at the huge soul ingots, [Ghost Shadow from the Heart] was so excited that he even ignored the warning of the big eyeballs.

"Come back! Don't come any closer! My head hurts! We're all going to die! This is the kind of death that is really dead, the kind that is annihilated! ”

[Seven Blades Imperial Soul] and the others also scattered to pick up the soul ingots, but they only took a few steps forward before they felt that the scenery around them had become more and more gloomy.

The eternal red moon hanging in the sky became bigger and bigger, everything in the field of vision became blood-red, and crazy killing intent and dark emotions began to dominate their consciousness.

Even some players who retreated outside the yellow circle were affected.

The stone forest in Nana's eyes seemed to be resurrected, as if he was looking at it with a hideous gaze, "What's the matter?" How did they all become tree spirits?! ”

The fear in her heart was infinitely magnified, and she looked like an enemy in everything, and no longer dared to approach any player.

The recurve bow was raised by her, and she shot wildly at the approaching stone wood, "Don't come here! ”

Some players who are still able to keep their senses have seen similar scenarios, but they still have the ability to think at a minimum.

"Didn't all those dryads retreat to the edge of the stone forest on both sides? They shouldn't be here, don't mess around......"

Before one person's voice fell, he was blocked by the player next to him with a sword.

Players near the edge of the perimeter were in turmoil, and the crowd, becoming increasingly frenzied, began to attack friendly forces.

The spiritual contamination from the bull-headed fire beast gradually spread, and the area of influence began to radiate outward.

The yellow transparent barrier in the player's field of vision is gradually enlarged, and the distant personnel are quickly retreating under the command of the team leader, away from the rioting crowd.

When players first entered this world, because they thought it was a game world, only the most timid players would fall into a psychic environment of mental pollution even if they didn't have SAN to zero, just like [Hell Chef].

But the current spiritual pollution comes from the lower old rulers, to be precise, it is just an incarnation of the upper old rulers, and the pollution it causes is still a layer lower than the real lower old rulers.

However, it has been able to arouse negative emotions in the human soul, thereby amplifying their timidity and thinking, and projecting spiritual fantasies into their realistic vision.

The stone forests that came to life in their eyes were not the miserable white dryads they had ever seen, but illusions projected by their thoughts, and their entities were other players.

Add to that negative emotions such as anger and rage, and players who have reached a critical point in their spirits begin to wield their blades at them desperately.

Although the [Pickup Soldier] also fell into a fantasy world, he chose to escape because of his war-avoiding nature.

At this time, she was being chased by several bronze-level players, "You guys go find others, why are so many people chasing me!" ”

But when she looked around, she was horrified to find that there was no one else around, and in the eyes of the players in the mental pollution range, the players in the melee had become entangled tree spirits.

Before Du Wei could kick people, a large number of players forcibly logged out because they couldn't bear the illusion.

Some people still want to go forward and rescue their teammates, but the yellow alert zone is different now, and they just enter the illusion after a few seconds, and fight with those teammates.

The people on the periphery were anxious, but they could only watch the situation develop.

Although he has not reached the realm of transcendentals, he has also experienced serious spiritual pollution. Although he still doesn't know the relationship between the two, as a first-line anchor, he has to rush in to find out for the needs of the audience at the instigation of a group of sailors.

In his field of vision, reality and fantasy switch back and forth, one moment he can see the real situation, and the next he falls into endless hallucinations.

Feeling the stimulation of negative emotions in his brain, he has a psychology of retreat.

The sailors who didn't know the truth only thought that [Ma Guide] was for the effect of the show, so they showed a tangled attitude.

"Don't be cowardly~"

"Come on, little brother."

"Brother Xiaoma, is this going to transform from a funny anchor to take the acting route?"

Obviously, the sailors watching from the other side of the screen were not affected in the slightest.

They had the attitude of eating melons and watching the show, and frantically persuaded the anchor to move forward.

[Ma Gui]'s legs were like lead, and he didn't listen to the call at all, standing on the edge of the yellow zone and hesitating.