"It..."

Who is it?

Leviathan?

Or is it what you are rebelling against?

Yun Fan opened his mouth to ask.

But by the time Chainsaw uttered the words "source of suffering," the question no longer made sense.

He took a deep breath, then exhaled again, then looked at the chainsaw with a scrutinizing gaze as if it had just made contact.

This guy,

Once again, he was impressed.

Originally

The rebels are not helpless when confronted with the source of suffering.

they

You can even reap the fruits of battle at the source of suffering!

"Hee-hee! Of course, it's possible that it's not just that, so imagine it a little bolder! ”

The sound of a chainsaw interrupted the stranger's thoughts.

The words entered his ears, and Yun Fan's breath was stagnant.

More than just a source of suffering?

Could it be that

Leviathan also...

"I was,

Barely retained a part of it now... and the future..."

thing

At this point, it goes without saying.

"Well, the question of this quality..."

According to Chainsaw, Yun Fan already has a rough conjecture in his mind, but he still wants to confirm whether this conjecture is accurate.

"Hee-hee-hee!"

But Chainsaw just grinned maniacally and didn't answer.

This time, the stranger understood the mood of his opponents.

This laughter seems to have the magic of making people instantly annoyed,

It's annoying!

"Damn it!"

At this time, the chainsaw's brows suddenly tightened,

"So you're setting a trap here."

Meeting Yunfan's gaze, it explained: "There is a price to be paid for breaking the rules. ”

"But because it crossed the line first, it made me and the white mist ignore this."

"I... Want... Bear... Consequence... Again..."

The sound of the chainsaw faded rapidly until it completely dissipated.

The reflection in the mirror returns to normal.

"The price..."

Yun Fan rubbed his chin, savoring these two words.

Combined with the previous conversation between the chainsaw and the white mist, coupled with the explanation of the chainsaw just now, he made up a rough story in his mind.

According to common sense, the previous game could not have taken place in the Rainbow City, but should have been pulled into a place where the Lava King had an advantage over him.

But for some reason, the subconscious of the White Mist Ghost dragged the Ice King and the Lava King into its dreams.

However, the Lava King is supposed to have the blessing of the source of suffering, so the Shadow of Time must have some kind of bonus when he enters.

This is undeniable,

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the Shadow of Time was able to come to his neighborhood in the vast sea of people.

Then

In order to save the fragment of Leviathan's heart and fight back, he was also opened by a chainsaw in the game, and was able to spy on other players' templates, which is probably what chainsaw said was breaking the rules.

And when the shadow of time approached him, the column sponsorship he got may be that Bai Wu, the owner of the dream, opened another hanging for himself.

And without its help, maybe the Ice King himself would not be able to hold the Leviathan's heart fragment at all, so White Mist chose to support the Ice and Snow King.

From this point of view, the White Mist Ghost should also be a rebel.

And why this weapon skin is gray and dilapidated quality, Yun Fan also has a guess in his heart.

This may be due to the fact that the first additional characteristic is one of the deprived powers of the source of suffering, and is therefore not recognized by it.

tomato

Then it is regarded as the characteristics of waste wood under the judgment of the system, which affects the quality rating!?

No way

The known conditions are insufficient, and Yunfan can only rely on conjecture.

After waiting for a while, the chainsaw was still in a state of disconnection, and Yunfan did not wait any longer. Clicking on the chat box of the third-rate routine, Yun Fan sent him a private message.

[Stranger: Come! 】

Then, Yunfan bounced a custom game invitation.

......

The light flashed,

Third-rate routines open their eyes.

"What are you looking for me?" He sat down on the bench and looked at the clown opposite, "Heads-up?" ”

But...

The stranger did not answer.

It just presses the start button after both of them have chosen their characters and added an NPC to the Fugitive faction.

"Is this going to be another solo?"

After the start, with a stomach full of questions, the third-rate routine came to the vicinity of the stranger.

However, the sight in front of him made him confused.

The stranger blocked the fugitive NPC in the corner, and kept chopping it down, carrying it, making it break free, and then chopping it down and carrying it, breaking free, and so on.

"What are you playing with?" The more I look at the third-rate routine, the more confused I become, "If I don't have anything serious, I'll go to the ranking, and the third-rate predicts that this old boy is still waiting for me." ”

"Don't worry." At the same time, the strange clown with the light saw in his hand finally stopped, "Come on, eat me." ”

"Huh? Well..."

As soon as the captain spoke, the clown's saw was already slashing down.

"Oh! Thick and thick! ”

Suddenly, a sharp pain came, and the whole face of the third-rate routine instantly rose as bright red as a tomato.

"It's... 80% pain? No, it's the initial pain value! ”

"Alright, you can fuck off."

Before he could ask what the familiar pain was, the hateful clown disbanded the room.

......

In a waiting hall,

The third-rate routine lowered his head and walked out with his eyes slightly blank.

"What's wrong?" The third-rate predicted looked at his captain, "What is the strange clown looking for you?" ”

"This..."Hearing this, the third-rate routine suddenly raised his head, his eyes lit up with a bright light, and he smiled mysteriously, "It has made a particularly old thing, let me accompany it to practice." ”

"Age? What do you mean? The third-rate prejudgment asked.

"I won't tell you." The captain shook his head, "If you want to know, why don't you just try it yourself?" ”

"Then you wait for me, I'll take a look."

The third-rate predicted that he would quit the team, and rushed over.

"Humph!"

The captain looked at the waiting hall where there was one less person, and the mysterious smile just now suddenly changed.

Become...

It's very obscene.

......

Five minutes later,

The third-rate predictor returned to the waiting hall without saying a word.

"How? What do you think? The third-rate routine came up, like a shark smelling blood, "How was the experience?" Isn't there a feeling of being lost in a long time! ”

"That's what you call aged?"

Third-rate predictors clenched their fists.

it!

Believe that this unreliable captain who runs the train with his mouth full of mouths really has a hole in his head!

"yes!" The third-rate routine blinked innocently, "The original 100% pain, isn't it particularly age-sensitive?" This reminds me of those bloody youth..."

"Youthful fart!" The third-rate prediction was furious, "Did the two of you collude in advance?" The strange clown, this bastard, fooled me into choosing a whiteboard role as soon as he entered. ”

"I was blocked by it and abused in the alley for more than three minutes!"

"It's a shame that I foolishly believed you two, you two are the notoriously big fool in the Terrified Dream Demon!"

"Calm down, calm down."

The captain gestured for relief, one hand behind his back, one hand stretched out and swayed.

"Okay."

The third-rate prejudgment gathered all the expressions.

The two continued to form a double row.

In the waiting session, the third-rate prediction was one step ahead of others, and directly grabbed the new role that the captain has been practicing recently.

"Give me back! Give me back! ”

The third-rate routine tugged at the sleeves of the players.

It's just that

He knew that saying anything would not work.

"Hehe..."

The third-rate prejudge sneered, leaving a shoe print on his captain,

"Climb!"

......

The other side.

"Exit the game."

Yunfan chooses to disconnect.

There was darkness in the field of vision for a moment, and the next moment, Yunfan returned to reality.

It's just that at this time, in the waiting hall, a plain white hand slowly appeared.

subsequently

The little hand stroked it gently, and a piece of letterhead fell on the table.

"Mentor..."

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ps:

Adjust some daily life, and it seems too tense to have too little connection in the middle.