Horror Bug Game Terminal

Zhang Yitian's breathing became lighter.

The expression on everyone's face was equally shocked.

Xu Yi was stunned when he saw You Baian’s body crawling out from the ground. He raised his hand and scratched his head: “This…”

The appearance of You Baian caught everyone by surprise.

And it looks like... the body is not complete.

Isn't he dead?

The league is not yet fully completed.

He actually climbed out.

Xu Yi set his gaze on his good friend, and thought of the previous few times. Every time when Qi Wuling was very close to death, or when he didn't care about himself at all, there would always be some "coincidences" around Qi Wuling.

Perhaps You Baian's self-awareness of Qi Wuling has surpassed everything, and he doesn't know what that feeling is.

Maybe it's telepathy, or maybe it's intuition.

Xu Yi was also knocked back two steps by the powerful impact. Now he stood up straight, casually reached out his hand to wipe the rain off his face, and brushed his hair back to prevent water from dripping into his eyes.

His first reaction was relief.

He wanted to say something, but in the end no word came out after opening his mouth. Xu Yi looked at Qi Wuling who was held in the arms of the corpse that looked like a nobody. After confirming that Qi Wuling was still breathing, his tense nerves relaxed a little. He suddenly remembered his teammates and quickly turned to look at Zhang Yitian and others.

The aura that just emanated from Qi Wuling's body was too powerful, and no one could stand steadily.

Su Shenchuan reacted quickly and his injuries were not serious.

Zhang Yitian, Wen Yan and Dong Lin were caught off guard and just sat up from the ground. Fortunately, no bones were broken and their normal movements were not affected. They only had some skin broken on their hands and feet and two bruises on their bodies.

Qi Wuling was unaware of anything around him.

The torrential rain from the sky became more and more severe, and many puddles of water formed on the ground.

Those cracks were like big open mouths that swallowed all the rain water into the ground.

You can see a dead person every two steps you take on the street outside.

The TV, which had been dominated by terminal live broadcasts, also returned to normal at this moment.

The TV station urgently reported the critical situation at the time.

The broadcast mixed with electronic sounds made many people feel dazed for a moment.

The so-called being bitten by a snake once, ten years afraid of well rope.

They now have a mental fear of any such electronic sounds.

Some people were frightened by the extreme weather.

And the death toll is still increasing.

It was still daytime, but there was no light at all.

The violent storm shows no sign of stopping.

In the cloudy sky, there was an unknown game panel emitting a strange light.

Those panels were like giant controlling hands, with countless silk threads hanging down. A lot of raindrops hung on the threads, making the light hanging from the sky to the ground look like a sparkling crystal necklace.

Those seemingly soft lines silently penetrate into the body of every passerby.

Every frightened person who was entangled by the silk thread seemed to see his or her relatives, friends, or even lovers.

Their faces began to be filled with peace, beauty, sweetness and obsession.

Their bodies began to wither and shrivel up at a speed visible to the naked eye, but they seemed unaware of it all.

When the light faded, they died happily with smiles on their faces.

The light silently climbed towards another person.

Repeatedly.

The system panel seemed to draw terrifying energy from humans in this way.

The light from the panels above grew brighter and brighter.

At this moment, all the players who were playing the league game in the terminal looked up at the same time.

Everyone's attention is attracted by the scenes happening in reality at this moment.

They all started to pray at the same time. At this moment, everyone's hearts gathered together. Although they were separated by different time and space and were in different dangerous games, everyone had only one will.

There were also players in the terminal who were not participating in the league, but were nervously following the live broadcast of the league game. When they saw the tragic scene in Qi Wuling's live broadcast window, did they all stand up collectively?

They couldn't sit still any longer.

There is no way we can sit back and watch this happen.

If the dark and gloomy world were to be destroyed right now, my soul would be homeless, my faith and my body would be wandering forever, and the wanderer would never be able to return home.

Someone shook and bit his fingers nervously, and even the players in the game stopped. I don’t know if it was a psychological effect, but everyone could feel the breath of another world through that window.

When they watched Qi Wuling's breathing become slower and slower.

Some people had tears in their eyes, and some people's hearts tightened.

All the Black Assassin members who were still in the game were bloodthirsty, and seemed to vent all their dissatisfaction here.

Onga stood beside the corpse of a monster he had just killed, with the sound of system prompts in his ears. He breathed rapidly and punched the wall next to him.

He breathed slightly, his eyes fixed on the small screen that showed the place that countless players dreamed of returning to.

He lowered his head silently and clenched his teeth tightly: "What can I do if I know the truth? I found so many things and thought I could take everyone back, but in fact I can't do anything."

Nan Quehong said nothing at this time.

Under normal circumstances, he would definitely comfort his teammates.

Mentality is the most important thing, but in this case, he was equally unwilling.

No one knew the sour and swelling feeling in Nan Quehong's heart.

He rolled his throat twice: Although I had already discovered the strangeness of this world many years ago, before I entered the game... I still didn't seize any opportunities, and spent my whole life doing nothing. I have a heart that wants to love all people, but I am not a hero, nor am I Qi Wuling. I can't even be ranked in their stories. The world belongs to many people, but it seems like a toy in the hands of some people. I can't do anything. I can only watch. Even if I understand everything and think that I will find a solution if I know the truth, I still can't do anything, because I am just an ordinary person, ordinary as can be, that's all.

When this epic catastrophe struck.

For the first time, everyone had a real sense of the reality of Shen Yusi's dream of transforming Blue Planet into a horror world.

Players fight desperately to complete the game in the terminal in order to survive, and their game live broadcast window hangs in the air in the real world. All the energy they obtain from completing the game system terminal is converted into silk threads to hunt more people.

It seemed that at this moment, all the players who wanted to go home became executioners who slaughtered their loved ones.

And they were totally unaware of this.

No one is Qi Wuling, but at some moment, it seems that everyone has become him.

When everyone saw Qi Wuling's flesh and bones being stabbed by Shen Yusi's flying knife, they couldn't help but gasp as if they were the ones being stabbed.

At this moment, more and more people are expressing their most sincere wishes.

They want Qi Wuling to be alive, as long as he is alive.

It seemed as if everyone had forgotten what kind of person Qi Wuling was, forgotten how out of tune he was before, and remembered how arrogant and annoying he was before. You could call it a contrast or a foil to Shen Yusi.

Their prayers to Qi Wuling were not answered.

And those messy things were still trying to get close to Qi Wuling.

None of those things worked.

At this moment, an invisible barrier seemed to have been erected around Qi Wuling.

Isolate him from all factors that might hurt him.

Qi Wuling's hand made a subtle movement, with his thumb slightly curled inward. This was a subconscious habit he had when he felt pain in his chest. Although he was obviously in pain, the expression on his face was exceptionally relaxed.

This is probably due to his current unconscious behavior.

Because the subconscious mind knows that when the chest hurts, it means that the person you want to see is nearby, and when the body perceives this state, it is happy, so the brain gives instructions that violate the body's normal routine.

In chaos.

The hands seemed to want to put Qi Wuling in a clean place, but the surroundings were too dirty. I don't know which part of the body found a corner and moved around in that corner carefully, as if it was using itself as a rag. When it finished doing all this, the hands clumsily put Qi Wuling down.

He even hesitantly patted Qi Wuling's back, as if he was coaxing a child to sleep.

After doing all this, the body parts were scattered around Qi Wuling.