Online game: As a dad, it’s reasonable to hit 999 with one hit, right?

The soldier did not respond. His face looked a little bad, and he was slowly retreating to the side of the nanny.

He winked at the latter, and the woman naturally understood and quickly released a [Healing Hand] on him.

As the health bar above his head continued to rise, the astonishment on the soldier's face became more and more serious.

This is not a trick, this is real damage. One skill directly destroyed half of his blood. If he was given a little more time, he would probably have died here.

"I'm asking you a question." Feng Chen was also in high spirits at the moment. He stepped forward and said, "I have some good stuff here. Do you want to see it?"

The warrior and the nurse looked at each other, then they quickly turned around and glared fiercely at the other people in the team.

The woman's voice was high-pitched, like a hen screaming.

"Are you fucking blind? They're already right in front of us, come and help!"

After hearing this shout, all four of them, whether they were standing there watching the fight or fighting with Scarface, came to their senses and began to move quickly towards Feng Chen.

Among them, the health bar above the mage's head was slightly reduced, obviously consumed during the fight with Scarface Haikuotiankong.

At this time, six people stood together in front of Feng Chen, which also caused the other players watching around to talk about it.

"Huh? Six against one?"

"Awesome... He's treating this Fengchen Zhuojiu like a boss?"

"No, didn't you guys notice that there's something wrong with Fengchen Zhuojiu? He just dealt half of his opponent's health with one attack!"

"Are these people so exaggerated now? If we go over there, wouldn't that set of skills just now have killed us?"

"..."

Feng Chen's place.

The smile on his face was gradually fading. Although he was too excited about the damage he had just caused, he was not Lin Chen after all. He did not have Lin Chen's incredible attack power and means. If the other party rushed over, he would definitely be in trouble.

So Feng Chen almost subconsciously glanced at Lin Chen who was standing next to Gardenia.

This small action naturally attracted the attention of the six people on the opposite side, and the leading soldier subconsciously turned his head to look at the silent masked man.

What does it mean……

Why did this guy named Fengchen Zhuojiu look at that person with a pleading look?

Could it be that that person is also a hard-core person?

Probably... unlikely.

Although the man was wearing a mask and his nickname and attributes could not be seen clearly, judging from his clothing, he should be a magic profession. Based on the warrior's experience, if my guess is correct...

"A nanny?" the soldier whispered.

"What?" the woman beside him asked with a frown.

"It's okay." The soldier shook his head: "Let's go together and take care of this soldier first!"

As he spoke, he took a deep breath and started to think about it.

No matter what this person's attributes are, or where he comes from, as long as we can get the [Heaven's Corridor], everything will be worth it.

The six of them looked at each other, then without hesitation, they all released their skills.

"Brother...help me..." Feng Chen swallowed and called out subconsciously.

Then, under the gaze of the onlookers, Lin Chen, wearing a mask, really appeared right in front of Feng Chen.

No one saw how he appeared, or no one noticed him coming over.

The leading warrior has already rushed over, holding the broadsword high in his hand. At this moment, his level 25 skill "Frenzy Slash" is still on cooldown. He has not learned the level 30 core skill "Rage", so he can only use the level 20 "Rip and Swing".

At this time, the broadsword had been activated by him, and a heavy murderous intent spread out. He could no longer stop, no matter who was standing in front of him, the warrior named Fengchen Zhuojiu, or this ignorant dad, he just wanted to use this skill completely.

Everything can be over.

"Go!" the soldier shouted.

He knew that as long as his attack was successful, the other members of his team would rush forward and completely devour the three people in front of him just by using their skills.

"Buzzing..."

The broadsword stopped abruptly when it was only two centimeters away from the mask on the masked man's face.

The sword blade was shaking imperceptibly, and beads of sweat the size of beans slid down the warrior's forehead, then fell along his chin to the ground, splashing a water drop.

He didn't know what was happening to him. He just felt like something was staring at him intently, right in front of him... no... above him... below him! Or... all around him?

It was as if countless eyes were staring at every cell of his body with twisted postures.

This feeling cannot be described in words. He felt nauseous and the warrior felt that he could no longer hold the broadsword in his hand. He stumbled back several steps, then put his right hand on his chest and kept patting his chest.

Yes, he finally figured out what this emotion was.

fear!

He was terrified. In the previous moment, he felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss. Not to mention attacking with a broadsword, he felt that if he didn't run away, he would probably die here.

This inexplicable feeling of fear made his whole body tremble with fear. Looking closely, he saw that his arms were covered with goose bumps.

The soldier turned his head tremblingly and looked around him.

Not only him, the other five people in his team were all caught in this strange state.

Among the six people, the woman next to him reacted most violently. She was squatting on the ground, curled up, and shivering with great amplitude and frequency, as if she had just been rescued from an extremely cold ice cellar. The woman's lips were purple and her face was as pale as a death.

"what happened?"

The onlookers around were stunned.

The six members of the team who had vowed to kill and rob just a moment ago were now like a group of sheep encountering a pack of wolves. Not to mention continuing to fight, they probably couldn't even stand.

Seeing this scene, Feng Chen suddenly realized that something was wrong.

After a while, as if he thought of something, Feng Chen suddenly turned his head and looked at Lin Chen.

"Brother...are they...are they in the [Fright State]?"

He naturally recognized this negative state, because after entering the dungeon [The King's Invitation], when he pushed open the door and entered the zombie world, he also fell into this life-threatening state. Under this emotion, he really had no desire to fight at all. Apart from fear, there was a sense of escape that came from deep in his heart.

But how did these people fall into this state?

Could it be...

"Brother, this... was done by you?" Feng Chen's pupils shrank, his face full of disbelief.

However, Lin Chen did not respond. He just waved to Feng Chen and Zhizi and said, "Let's go."

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, Lin Chen suddenly thought of something and raised his head towards the scarred man on the side: "Brother, let's go together?"

Haikuotiankong suddenly came to his senses and let out a quick roar.

"coming!"