Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 62 That was not an accident!
"Ahem... you... will have to accompany me in the underworld! I have already seen the distant future!"

The great god Yinyuan knew that he was doomed.

The spirit sealed in the pig's head by the gentleman penguin suddenly flashed a few times, and its emotions were extremely excited.

Wu Wang, who was holding [Xiaochuan], had a calm expression.

He whispered, "Go to hell? I'd love to."

puff-

The broken sword ruthlessly sank into the crack of the pig bone and was firmly stuck in the spirit inside.

A surge of pressure burst out, accompanied by pure mental power.

Energy and mental fluctuations like a volcanic eruption hit the sky, and the barrier created by the magic ball was shaking violently.

Fortunately, its indestructible nature allowed it to persist.

Xiezhi and Minister Ancheng in the distance looked solemn.

This energy is so strong that it is unbelievable, and even the Xiezhi in its prime state probably cannot produce such a huge mental fluctuation.

Could this be the true face of the great god Yinyuan?
Boss, you won't capsize in the ditch, right?

While they were still in deep thought, Wu Wang's face on the other side became increasingly delighted.

"It's just as I guessed!"

When he first got the [Xiaochuan Broken Sword], he was a little confused—

Since it can only devour spirits that have lost the ability to resist, how can it amplify different attributes according to the strength of the spirit?

Generally speaking, if you lose the ability to resist, aren't you doomed? We're all half-dead, so what's the point of distinguishing between the strong and the weak?
Finally, I thought about it and came to a conclusion.

The amplified attributes and attack effects should be calculated based on the essential strength of the spirit, not the current state.

A dead skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

No matter how weak the God Yinyuan is now, the essence of his soul is not simple. He can come to the world from an unknown dimension and can also make arrangements in various strange worlds. If it were placed in a fantasy novel, he would be considered half an extraterritorial demon.

Don’t think that the gentleman penguin was so depressed by being hit with a cane. If a normal player were to face it, his fate would be the same as those level 25 guys who came to dig for treasure.

Each bite is crunchy and crunchy.

So, Wu Wang got a big bargain!
This sword spirit transformed from the great god Yinyuan must be incredibly powerful!
"Come on baby! Show it!"

The spirit in the pig head's eye sockets and the energy rising into the sky gradually weakened until they were extinguished, and a strange purple-red color began to wrap around the sword.

Wu Wang felt that something was changing in Xiaochuan.

almost……

It's coming out soon!
hum-

Just when Wu Wang thought that the entry for the attack special effects or the changed attribute panel was about to appear.

Something else popped up.

[Reading spirit memory]

【Memory Reappearing】

Wu Wang: “Ah?”

For a moment, his eyes were dazed.

Everything around began to retreat madly. The weeds that had grown to knee height around the deserted village disappeared, revealing an open space.

The ancestral hall building that was completely destroyed by Minister Ancheng like a demolition office was also restored to its original state.

Even the dilapidated and desolate state of the village has regressed to its prosperous times. The only exception is that the entire village is now full of broken limbs.

There were all kinds of corpses killed by the Saint's revenge, and the pungent smell of gunpowder could still be smelled from the potholes on both sides of the road caused by landmines.

This is when the copy just ended!
"I... am back again?"

Wu Wang was deeply shocked.

He was currently located right in the center of the ancestral hall. Less than five meters in front of him, under the floor tiles, was the Yinyuan God who had been sealed by Penguin's crutch.

Da da da--

Footsteps were heard outside the ancestral hall.

somebody is coming!

A sense of confusion from the unknown lingered in Wu Wang's heart.

Because I have experienced it myself, I know even more clearly how strange these footsteps are.

All the villagers died tragically.

The saints fulfilled their wishes and were liberated and disappeared.

It can be said that the largest creature that can make noise in the entire village is the mouse.

Yinyuan Village should be a deserted village now! Where the hell are those footsteps coming from?
creak-

The door of the ancestral hall was pushed open.

A man wearing a black and white mask walked in. He was at least 1.9 meters tall, and his black robe fluttered in the wind. Even the green grass turned yellow as he walked.

He carried a strange three-meter-long sickle on his shoulder, and his aura, like the god of death, made people afraid to act rashly. "Fuck! My fake smile mask!"

Wu Wang was a little stunned.

But after a closer look, he found that although the black and white mask on the other person's face looked the same as his own [Fake Smile Mask], there were still some differences.

The expression on his mask is - a crying face.

There is also a strange inverted triangle symbol carved in the center of the forehead, which seems to be the mark of disaster religion in the mouth of Xiezhi.

This guy's aura is really weird.

Wu Wang subconsciously wanted to hide.

But the other party seemed to have not seen him at all. After looking around the open space, he stood there, thinking about something.

"Oh, this is a memory. I'm used to being the sixth one, so I subconsciously want to hide and do something sneaky." Wu Wang felt a little proud of his bad habit.

did you see it!
Lao Liu’s behavior has been engraved into his DNA!
The crying-faced monster stood there, feeling something.

About five minutes later, he took out a strange camouflage walkie-talkie from his pocket.

A hoarse voice, like the friction between two pieces of rusty iron, slowly said, "The trait of immortality appeared here before, but I was too late to find him."

dong dong!

Wu Wang's heartbeat couldn't help but quicken a little.

【Immortality】!
The other party actually knew the existence of [Immortality]!

Is he here to find me? Who is he?
A woman's extremely charming voice came from the other end of the intercom: "Don't worry. Since he has been selected by the Spiritual Disaster Game, we have plenty of opportunities to find him."

"You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry~"

This woman was full of strange temptation, even with only her voice, and even though Wu Wang was only observing the memory of the great god Yinyuan and did not witness it personally.

But he still felt a little dry in the mouth.

There seemed to be an evil fire rising in the chest.

It's not that I'm too hungry.

Rather, it is a certain primitive desire that all living beings must possess that is being amplified and provoked.

Fortunately, the next second, the hoarse voice of the crying-faced monster sounded again, and the cold murderous intent filled the entire ancestral hall, which instantly made Wu Wang sober up a lot.

"I'm impatient? If it weren't for your mistake, that advent ceremony would have dragged [Undead] from reality into the Phantom Calamity Game forever!"

"Instead of just causing a real plane crash! Letting [Immortality] disappear in reality! I waited five more years!"

"Do you know how I've been living these past five years?"

"Looking back at the long history of eternity, whether in the past or in the future, there can't possibly be another immortal among the countless creatures! This is the only possibility of contacting them! And you! Lost him!"

Accompanied by the scolding of the crying-faced monster.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew around, and all life in the entire ancestral hall began to be extinguished. Ants, spiders and other insects became motionless, and the lawn instantly turned yellow and finally turned into powder and was blown away by the wind.

However, Wu Wang, who was observing, also stood there in a daze.

Ever since he lost the concept of death.

Most of the emotions deep in my heart have become increasingly weak, especially intense emotions such as fear and anger, which I can no longer feel at all.

Now, I seem to have found these things again, and all kinds of emotions began to burst out.

【Five years ago, advent ceremony, plane crash, immortality】

Put these four keywords together.

A huge wave was churning in his mind.

"That wasn't an accident!"

"It was a premeditated ritual!"

But even so, Wu Wang was still able to remain rational and frantically analyze the current situation.

Why did the other party come looking for me instead of creating another [Immortal]?
No, they can't seem to do that.

From what he just said, [immortality] cannot be achieved by human power.

They just want to drag themselves into the game of the Calamity through that damn ritual!

Judging from this person's description and emphasis on immortality, the source of this ability may be far more advanced than imagined.

Perhaps the absurd idea that he had stumbled upon at the beginning was correct. If he wanted to know the source of [immortality], he really had to meet the God of Abyss.

After all, He is the highest level existence that he currently knows.

But no matter what.

One thing hasn't changed—

The plane crash must have been caused by these bastards!
Immortality is not a power created by man.

But the surprise is...

(End of this chapter)