Chapter 692 Game Rules
"Junior sister? What little junior sister with the surname Sun?" Wan Yi, the gun-wielding person who took action, pretended to be stupid on the spot. He didn't even get rid of the body hanging on the gun.
"You! Why are you making things so difficult for us! So cruel!" Qian Ming looked at Wan Yi, his eyes red. At this time, other emotions had been squeezed into a corner of his heart, and some kind of madness was gaining the upper hand.
Therefore, he could no longer control his words well and had no intention of wording them.
In this regard, Wan Yi didn't really want to pay attention to this poor person who was hurt. After all, the root cause of an accident involving a certain junior sister he had never really met, and a series of unfortunate encounters with the Corpse Sect, had something to do with him. Nothing to do.
He wants to solve that disaster. In a sense, he can avenge the people of the Corpse Sect.
If you don't thank me properly, why are you questioning me?
So, Wan Yi turned his head and completely ignored Qian Ming's call.
But the next moment, he had to turn around and look at Qian Ming with a hint of amusement in surprise.
Several corpse puppets around Qian Ming ignited with red stars and shimmered, and they rushed towards the spear Wan Yi one after another. They were very fast, attacking from all angles, and the various weapons in their hands played their respective roles.
Spear Wan Yi swung his spear and swept across the wasteland, surrounded by a storm. For a while, these corpse puppets were completely unable to get close to him. Although the special effects were pretty good-looking, it was of no avail.
Qian Ming's skin was almost soaked with blackened red, and his whole body seemed to have turned into some kind of inhuman monster, and then followed closely behind the corpse puppet that he had repelled.
He tore through the storm caused by the spear, cut in front of the spear Wanyi, held the thrown gun shaft at close range with one hand, and punched several times continuously in a short distance with the other hand.
Chang Qiang Wan Yi moved the gun barrel and took out his other hand to parry, retreating steadily for a while.
Finally, the opponent suddenly grabbed Wan Yi's flaw, punched Wan Yi on the head and knocked him away. The spear was released. As soon as Wan Yi struggled to get up, the corpses around him swarmed up and tore him into pieces.
"Hahaha, ahhahaha!"
But when blood and limbs were flying, Wan Yi laughed heartily.
Qian Ming watched this scene coldly, until a corpse puppet was cut with a knife, and his laughter stopped abruptly.
He felt something was wrong with him now.
It seems that the body is no longer one's own, reason is completely separated from sensibility, and sensibility completely takes over one's body. This change also brought a strange power that continuously surged from the body.
But he felt like half of his body had fallen into an abyss.
It was hard for him to describe the feeling.
To put it bluntly, it's like the emotional side of me "came alive."
He can't control himself anymore!
kill! Kill them all! Put these people...
boom!
A rusty bullet passed through his mind, causing all his thoughts to come to an abrupt halt and remain in this moment forever.
On a tall building in the distance, Brother Modern was chewing a lollipop and holding up a ridiculously exaggerated sniper rifle with one hand.
Although this sniper rifle seems to be more than capable of being used as a cannon in terms of appearance, what it shoots is indeed just a powerful bullet.
Anyway, it was Hyundai who followed his own interests.
"Please don't give away people's heads casually. Thank you." Brother Xiandai said with a smile.
"Why can't I encounter such a good thing?" You Wanyi said, is death so easy?
The more clones Wan Yiwan created, the more boring they became, because they were very strong at the beginning and he didn't have so many interesting ways to choose from.
So as I said a long time ago, play the game "Wan Yi" early and enjoy it early. If Wan Yi doesn't "build an account" early, he is destined to live a relatively failed life.
Now that I am so strong, it is difficult to find this opportunity to "die naturally" reasonably. It will be really difficult to deal with the clones in the later stage!
"Damn it, why don't you take advantage of the situation and get beaten? We won't accept this kind of death!"
"He just died and is still warm. Brother Curse, don't rush to collect his soul. Everyone, please think about whether there is any instant resurrection technology to bring him back up!"
"Come back to life and die again! This way of death is a thousand times worse than suicide!"
"It's so noisy! The 'fight' isn't dead yet. It may appear in any corner of the battlefield! Get moving! I'll turn a blind eye to your death-seeking behavior!" Wan Yi couldn't bear it. Stopped and shouted directly in his head.
Although he usually doesn't care much about it, is Qian Mimi's suicide attempt the same as the official suicide attempt?
Everyone became enthusiastic all of a sudden and expressed their willingness to go through fire and water for the original body!
Wan Yi shook his head.
Of course, "fighting" is not so easy to die.
For it, anyone affected by it will become its puppet after the extreme emotions exceed a certain limit.
The junior junior sister before was one, and the one named Qian who came after the junior junior sister died was also the same.
As for its identity, I don’t know if it really has an identity now that fanaticism is completely gone and fights are breaking out.
But there is a very simple solution to this.
Kill all the puppets that it can possibly host, and in the end, either the main body will die along with the host puppets, or it will be forced to run out of the puppets, and then prepare to use the main body to fight to the death.
After determining the course of action, Wan Yi and others began to hunt.
…
A miserable and panting Earth Alliance soldier crawled out of the sea of blood from the mountain of corpses. During the brutal general offensive, he and his comrades were one of the surprise attack teams. However, as the first batch of offensives in the general offensive, they encountered the most violent obstruction. Volley.
All his comrades were killed in the battle, and he survived among the corpses of his comrades, and then lost consciousness.
After he came to his senses, there were many corpses lying around him, including those of his comrades and those across the street.
He seemed to have done something exaggerated.
But there was no joy in his heart that he had survived.
His body no longer belonged to him. He clenched the sword in his hand, and the only thought in his mind was to kill everything in sight, and to avenge himself and his comrades...
Stab!
A standard alloy sword combining silver and gold pierced the soldier's chest, and then grabbed his neck and twisted it hard.
He fell to the ground in disbelief.
The strange vitality prevented him from dying immediately despite being so seriously injured. He turned his eyes to look at the person who did it.
The soldier wearing exoskeleton armor opened his mask, revealing a familiar face with pale skin, sunken eyes, and dark circles...
"I found you. One point for Wan Yi. I can die." With that said, Wan Yi directly stabbed his temple with the sword in his hand, stirred it a bit, and ended his life with a smile.
New rule: Killing a "battle golem" allows unconditional suicide.
Wanyi, you are crazy.