104 Chapter 104
In the square, it has begun to turn into hell.
The citizens present were divided into different groups, actively throwing themselves into the weird, looking for their families in the weirdness and fog, scared, screaming, preventing the player from attacking the weird, and those who were driven crazy by the atmosphere of the scene.
It's hard to describe in chaos, it's a hell of utter despair.
Players also began to be confused, or rather infected by the current desperate atmosphere, countless sanity tests began to ring in the ears of players, and players with low sanity entered a temporary state of madness, and suddenly began to attack the surrounding players, adding another fire to this chaotic atmosphere.
No matter what color people are on the scene, whether they are NPCs or players, they are engulfed by the atmosphere, and everyone is equal in the face of death and weirdness.
"Mr. Kim, let's get out of here quickly!"
Behind the podium, the only bodyguard who stayed just now cried and said to God on earth.
"You should have left just now, why did you stay?" God asks strangely in the world.
"Of course, it's because you haven't left yet, and it's my job to protect you!" The bodyguard said.
God was stunned when he heard it in the world: "So dedicated." β
"No, I used to like fishing, and work is just a mess for me, but you're different," the bodyguard pointed at himself and smiled helplessly, "You can also see that I am also a member of the discriminated against, I grew up in a poor neighborhood, so I know better than anyone how serious those discrimination are." β
"But your appearance has changed this, Mr. Jin, please hurry up and come with me, only you on the scene must not die, your appearance has changed the fate of many people, and it will also change the fate of more people in the future!"
Norman King just looked at him quietly and whispered: "Then I can't go anymore, the person who is most eager to change his fate is here, right in front of my eyes." β
He walked out of the shocked gaze of the bodyguards and went to the back of the stage, where a large number of people were huddled, all looking in shock at Norman King who had come by, and some of them kindly offered to give him his place.
"Thank you, I don't have to." God smiled and refused, pointing to the speaker, "Can you help me connect it to the power?" β
The mayor, who was hiding in the very center, mocked: "What, are you going to give a speech at this time?" To whom? Monsters? β
"Sort of, maybe the last time." God said in the earth.
β¦β¦
The black cat wiped his face, and for the first time experienced such an unpleasant monster killing experience.
In fact, players are not afraid of farming monsters.,Even faintly feel that you can come more.,After all, the game.,Don't farm monsters always feel like something is missing.,But this is really disgusting.γ
Especially when I found out that the weird thing they attacked was the Arkham who had died before, and even the NPCs who were alive were desperately trying to stop them, this feeling was even more disgusting, like the unpleasantness of being caught in the middle of.
The trouble with the current situation is that although these monsters are not strong and players can be knocked down alone, they are not enough in number.
There are too many inhabitants on the scene, and the inhabitants are divided into three parts, those who can see and are afraid to run around, those who can't see and are overwhelmed, and the most troublesome part, which can see and prevent the player from killing weird people.
There is no way to suppress the whole field with the number of players, and now there are more than 5,000 players scattered in various blocks, which is what the black cat has done before, but presumably there is also a disaster elsewhere, which means that they can't pray for reinforcements.
Some of the players on the scene have already started to get angry, violently knocking out the resident who tried to stop him to the ground, only to be pierced through the neck by the Strange in the next moment.
The barrage was full of scolding.
ββ¦β¦ Seriously, I feel like this game is going to be 35+ right now," the druid said, "20+ doesn't work, and I'm feeling physically sick right now." β
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[+ID number]
[It's really disgusting, what do the officials think, can they still succeed in the open beta? ] γ
[Don't care about these weird humans, they can die if they want to!] γ
[I can't say that, after all, in this worldview, they also want to save their relatives......]
[Alas, I can only say that this plot is really unsolvable, I think the players are estimated to be wiped out, and the people here can't live.] γ
[If you don't watch it, you don't watch it, I should panic and I'm going offline]
[Me too]
Because of the cruel reality, many players or viewers in the live broadcast room went offline directly, the black cat sighed, and the druid asked, "Do you still have a way?" β
Black Cat: "What's the way, what's the way?" This time it's not like the previous dungeon had a clear boss, and we don't even know who is messing around, so how can we stop this? β
The druid didn't speak for a while, and after half a ring, he said: "Maybe our previous choice is indeed wrong, and the right option should be to investigate step by step to find out the real culprit." β
The black cat didn't speak, just let out a soft 'um', looking at the scene in front of him, still unable to say anything to refute.
Running a group is like this, occasionally the host (KP) allows players to play freely, and even Diao Min, but correspondingly, the clues that are not obtained, in the subsequent interlocking plots, will suffer, and even enter the worst ending.
Usually at this time, you can only rely on KP to release the sea with kindness, but obviously in this AI-supervised game, there will be no option to release water.
Everything is a choice made of free will, and you have to bear the consequences of all choices.
This time, the main line is estimated to fail.
The black cat sighed silently, and at this moment, the shrill sound of speakers suddenly sounded on the stage.
Everyone subconsciously covered their ears and looked at the stage, where God stood on earth with a megaphone in his hand:
"I'm Norman King, and I'm sure many people know me, but at this moment, I can only make a long story short with one request, please still be able to move, pick up all the weapons you have at hand, and kill the monster with me, if this continues, everyone will die, please fight with me!"
"No kidding!" Someone is yelling, "He's our relative!?" β
"Nope! He's not human anymore! Do you see clearly, can your loved ones hurt you? Will your family be like this? God calmly retorted on earth, "They are no longer human beings, and they are no longer your relatives." β
His calm words were like a scalpel tearing through the bloody reality, but looking at the eyes of some people at the scene, it was obvious that not everyone agreed.
But it doesn't matter, God doesn't mean to win them in the world, what He really wants to win is the majority of people who are helpless.
It is these lambs who have not eaten the biscuits, but are afraid of the air and the unknown, and can only stand still and pray.
"Fighting...... How are we going to fight......"
Corona heard the neighbor standing next to the family whisper, covering his ears and eyes, apparently terrified.
"I'm a speechmaker, I'm an anti-discrimination fighter, I've spent my whole life fighting against discrimination between races, but what is the true meaning of equality? I have been searching for this answer all my life, and now I tell you, that is, at the point of danger, we have no difference in skin color, we have only one identity, and that is to be fellow human beings! β
God held up the biscuit in his hand on earth and put it in his mouth to chew loudly as everyone watched: "Now is the time to practice my faith, you have not lost all your loved ones, because all of you are our brothers and sisters, and we are your relatives and your people!" β
"Take up the weapons in your hands and prove it to me!"
God raised the muzzle of his gun on earth, aimed at the young man who was staring blankly at him under the stage, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The young man screamed and turned his head, only to notice that the 'bullet' seemed to have entered a cloud of air, and the cry of a monster could be faintly heard from the air.
This shot has undoubtedly proved that their leader has fallen into the world of monsters, taking the initiative to step out of the safe zone, leaving his life behind.
How could the people who followed him to this city fall behind?
People of different colors were the first to respond, snatching the biscuits from the surrounding carts, or dropping them on the ground, and after eating the biscuits, those unknown monsters came into view.
"Ahh
"Hit, woc, wtf!"
"Who's afraid of whom, TMD"
For a while, all kinds of swear words and angry scolding filled the entire venue, and the originally chaotic crowd was forcibly united by God in the world, especially the young adults, these buddies of different colors came from different cities for God in the world, and now they can also go to the soup for him.
"Here's your chance!" The black cat trembled, as if he wanted to shake off the goosebumps that had just been aroused by God's speech in the world, and reminded the surrounding players in a loud voice, "Just knock those who are in the way directly, and the weird priority attack can be seen!" β
"Yes!"
The unfavorable situation was reversed, and the crowd that would have only stayed where they were and caused obstacles to the player now took the initiative to eat the biscuits and became part of the force to eliminate the weird.
"Pick up your weapons and fight!"
Norman King was the first to rush to the front, and when he ran out of bullets, he picked up the steel rod or chair next to him, and rushed towards the strange with great momentum, and under his leadership, those who had not dared to take up arms also emerged with courage.
"We're going to kill them all!"
"Move to the middle or behind the stage."
"Move without eating biscuits, transfer the wounded!"
"Ahhhhh......h
"Aunt Mary, your son is dead, sober up! He's not your son! β
"I know, I know, but he called me Mommy......"
The brown-skinned youth closed his eyes, the weapon in his hand was subconsciously loosened, and the next moment, the twisted hemp rope man who was originally suppressed to the ground suddenly raised his body at 90 degrees and bit towards the young man.
A baseball bat swung and smashed the head of the hemp rope man, and the white-skinned middle-aged man roared: "Don't have mercy on them! Have mercy on your fellow man who died at their hands! β
"Uncle John......"
"Listen, auntie, if you want, we can be your son and your friend in the future, understand?"
ββ¦β¦β
Mary silently withdrew her hand, her fingers trembling, and ran through the eyes of the hemp man.
The fragile weird isn't as scary as they look, which gives many people confidence, and more and more people are starting to join in the fight against the weird.
[Shot: Failed]
The druid's bullet missed the headshot, and the mistake was fatal, and the strange moment of his limbs facing the ground narrowed the distance, and he opened his huge mouthparts towards the druid.
[It's over, woo woo woo]
[De-Ru-Yi]
[Ahhhh γ
[Dodge: Failed]
The cold voice of the system seemed to signal the exhaustion of last resort, and the druid subconsciously closed his eyes.
ββ¦β¦β
The pain didn't come for a long time.
 
; The druid opened his eyes suddenly, only to see two black-skinned buddies blocking in front of him, one holding an iron rod on the left and one on the right to intercept the strange mouthparts.
One of them turned to look at the druid: "Can you still move?" If you can't, go quickly, and if you can, come quickly! β
[, I was saved by NPCs for the first time]
[It turns out that NPCs can also fight monsters?] γ
[It could have been, otherwise you think that the god in the world wanted to mobilize them just now]
[Indeed, the largest number of people present were originally the residents of Arkham City, that is, NPCs, and now the number of players scattered is not enough, so we can only look at them]
[Ahhhhh γ
"," the druid cursed, the corners of his mouth hooked, "you all said that, can I not come?" β
The scene is no longer a solitary confrontation between players, a large number of NPCs have joined in, and the original chaotic situation has begun to change, and the residents who dare not fight the strange choose to stop those who are causing trouble, as well as the residents who are injured and unable to move.
The mayor, who had been cowering behind the stage, was kicked out, and was temporarily requisitioned for the wounded, and he knew that something worse would happen to the protest at this time, but he did not dare to go to the front line to fight, and retreated to another corner in silence.
"Doctor! Is there a doctor present? Medical majors are also available! β
"Me! I'm pediatric! β
"Okay, please take care of the wounded."
"I'm a veterinarian!"
ββ¦β¦ Then please, don't cut off their balls. β
At such a tense moment, Matcha Custard was still amused by NPC's witticisms, and smiled from ear to ear, and the worst thing was the person who was already injured, grinning in pain while laughing.
"There's hope, right?" The wounded asked.
Matcha Custard replied, "Of course! β
Player Channel:
Roadless: Is there anyone else? Help! Area 1 has largely fallen.
Mama is not at home today: Area 2 is the same, there are too many weirdness, we temporarily requisitioned an office building, cleaned up the weirdness inside, and now the NPCs are hiding inside, barely holding on.
Thinking toilet: But I don't know when I won't be able to hold it.
Peach in the Netherworld: Everyone is the same...... It's the same on my side, the NPCs are too chaotic, and we don't have a big guy like God in the world who can unite everyone QWQ
Piggy was ridden: It's about the same on our side, although we are trying to kill as much as possible, but the situation is too chaotic.
Evil God Cat Cat Head: It's so desperate, grass, it's worthy of a gram game, I'm sorry I shouldn't say that this game is not too grammatic, to some extent, despair overflows......
Look at my first aid punch: I'm okay here, next to the police station, with the help of the police, I can still hold it.
Look at my first aid fist: But you have to be careful, the weirdness here is not only the weak ones, but also the occasional strong weirdness in it.
Look at my first aid boxing: you must not be careless, some D-level or even C-level weirdness will deliberately mix in the weak weirdness to attack!
Seeing this reminder, the black cat was shocked, and subconsciously looked into the field: "Be carefulββ! β
Where would he attack if the weird had intelligenceββ?!
The black cat's eyes are in opposition to God's in the world, and the black cat's green eyes reflect his pierced abdomen.
The god had defeated a strange man that looked like a man-eating flower on earth, but he didn't notice the bug hiding behind it.
Class C weird blood poison bugs
The mouthparts of the Blood Poison Worm completely pierced the abdomen of the god in the human world, and then the head was immediately exploded by the players covering around it.
[Shooting: Big Success]
The strongest man shot a headshot: "! Too late for this big success! β
"Hurry up! Saw its claws off. β
"No, no, don't pull it out! What to do in case of major bleeding! β
God's serious injury in the human world instantly caused chaos, and many people in the square were subconsciously distracted and were injured by the strange, but the person who caused the chaos shouted: "What are you doing? Leave me alone, I'm fine! Keep fighting! β
Seeing that his voice was still full of energy, the residents who were originally worried about this side finally calmed down.
Black Cat: "Weak weirdness may also hide D-class or C-class weirdness in the middle, everyone be careful!" β
The black cat's reminder came too late, and the scene, which had already calmed down, made waves again, as the residents were horrified to discover that some of the individuals in the weird were unusually powerful.
The inhabitants who had been accustomed to this intensity began to suffer casualties in an instant, but the gods were still here in the human world, and their momentum did not collapse.
Two or three citizens lifted God in the world and were about to go to the back of the stage, but God stopped them in the world: "No, move me to the podium." β
"But it's not safe over there."
"It's okay, I'm here, and it works better than if I'm not here."
Seeing that God's expression in the world was still normal, the two didn't say much: "We will call the doctor." β
"No, I'll do it." Carmen limped over.
The podium had already fallen in the chaos just now, and God was finally half-lying at the foot of the stone statue in the world, and Matcha Custard originally wanted to go over and give God first aid in the world, but God refused in the world.
Matcha Custard looked at God's eyes in the world, suddenly realized something, and silently withdrew.
Carmen examined God's wounds on earth, and when she stripped off her clothes and saw the blackened wounds underneath, she looked up at him in shock.
"Shhhh β
The player has no pain, even if the amount of blood has reached the near death line, the god is still like that on the surface of the human world, at most his face is white because of blood loss.
ββ¦β¦ I'm going to call the doctor over there. β
God smiled in the world: "Unless you push me directly into the ICU in the next second, it will be the same for anyone." β
He knew this when he saw the poison prompt on the system panel, and now his HP was still steadily declining, and he had to pass a constitution every five minutes.
Carmen smiled wryly: "Even if there is a little hope, why don't you go over there......"
"What about you, why are you still on the front line despite a broken leg." God asks in the world.
The two were silent, their answer was actually the same, Carmen was the leader of the Kamuyi people, their spiritual symbol, as long as Carmen was there, the momentum of the Kamuyi people would not collapse.
The role of God in the human world is like a needle for the sea, as long as they are still on the scene, they can exert influence.
"Really, really, a bad day." Carmen looked up to the sky and sighed.
Behind him, the killing in the square continues, but the weirdness is gradually overpowering the humans on the scene, and rightfully so, the number of players is limited, and so are the people, but the weirdness is endless, and the hell knows where this thing came from.
There are no circles, no bosses, only despair.
In the neighborhood outside the square, human beings let out frightened screams, the originally lively snack street is now washed by blood and internal organs, some people are scattered and fled, and some people are confused to watch the people around them being killed by the 'air', the little girl in the red dress tilts her head to look at her mother who has fallen to the ground, in her perspective, the mother is lying on the ground, starting from her feet and disappearing little by little, blood splashing out of the biting wound.
Spooky, absurd, and crazy.
In the police station, the chief was arguing with the deputy chief, and he asked for a police car to rescue other areas, but the deputy chief objected: "We can't protect ourselves!" β
"I said, get that damn police car out of here! I'll give you permission to use whatever you want from your arsenal! β
"Where is the equipment, we will run out of our own ammunition!"
"Then use a baton!"
"Do you want to kill our lad?!" The deputy director pushed him angrily, "Enough, Lao Tzu will go by himself!" β
The street where Black Poker was in charge, Cullens was quite prescient, he dug a huge bomb shelter and arranged for all the residents of the territory to take refuge, and now Culens's deputy teased the residents who had taken refuge: "How, do you feel that the protection fee is worth it." β
The citizens who took refuge thought for a moment: "Indeed. β
"But what about people from other regions?" Someone whispered, "My friend is downtown." β
The deputy was silent for a moment: "Then you can only ask for more blessings." β
β¦β¦
"You're right, it's a bad day." God sighed slowly in the world, he looked at the system to prompt the dice physique, but he did not play the dice at the first time, but tried to delay the time, because he had a hunch that the next physique would not necessarily succeed.
It's really bad, it was supposed to be Norman King's god day today, but it turned out to be in the way.
Norman King should have died in plain sight, not in the spotlight like he is now.
Maybe after the main story fails, someone will find Norman King's in a pile of corpses in the square, and the civil rights fighter died in Arkham City, but this news will soon be suppressed, because so many people have died in Arkham City, this is super big news.
God card, it is estimated that there is no more.
"Carmen, have you prayed to God?" God asks with the last hope in earth.
"I have, but I haven't gotten a response." Carmen's voice was hoarse, and he saw God's somewhat distracted eyes on earth.
[Constitution: Failure]
"That's really...... Regretful. The god sighed in the world, and his gaze was finally reflected on the stone statue, the faceless god.
Then slowly, close your eyes.
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Carmen couldn't help but whimper, bent down, and behind him, the people who were faintly watching this side also stopped what they were doing, some put down their weapons, and some fell to their knees in despair.
At this moment, Carmen suddenly noticed a faint glow on the ground.
A little greenery that shouldn't have appeared, struggling to emerge from the dirt.
Death lingered, and God opened his eyes wide in the world, and he saw that in front of him, an illusory figure gradually appeared.
Ran, and Rann in the state of Faun.
Fortunately, he is dead now, otherwise he would have gone crazy at this glance. God thinks in the heart of the earth.
The young man's inhuman and beautiful face was right in front of him, his eyes that were usually full of green, but also turned into a noble red gold, as if there was lava rolling in it, white hair, half human and half sheep, the originally slender and white legs were covered with white wool, the part near the hooves was gradually black, the horns on the head were similar to goats but more complex and creamy, and the third eye was opened on the forehead.
He stretched out His hand to God on earth as if it were an invitation from God.
God on Earth: ???
Why, can you see yourself in death mode?
A crazy conjecture suddenly popped up in the mind of the god in the world, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed Ran's, and the divine power was wrapped around that slender wrist, and gradually submerged into the body of the god in the world.
He seemed to hear it, and the gods were laughing. οΌοΌοΌ.