Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 693 The End of the Era

Scorpion is a young girl in the second year of middle school who is the most rebellious, yearns for independence, seeks to be different, and yearns for strength.

Just two months ago, she had the honor of being a "Superman."

Her luck has always been good, and this time was no exception.In the first game, she met an all-female team who took good care of the newcomers.

After four games, she has rapidly advanced to the middle level of [Kongqiu].Like a rising star, it is favored by many powerful people in the world who could only look up to it.

When she felt the call of the game badge again, she was not as powerless as most of the candidates who were struggling to survive, but looked forward to it.

What kind of wonderful world will it be this time?

However, this time she did not come to the expected safe zone, but started the game directly in free fall.

Luck no longer favors scorpions.

No matter what kind of talent and speed of improvement, she is still not beyond the strength of ordinary people.

Falling directly from a height of hundreds of meters, the scorpion smashed into a puddle of flesh on the magic-reinforced city wall before he could figure out what happened.

In a sense, she is still lucky.

Scorpion got the grandest funeral in all the heavens and ten thousand domains, a funeral that those big bosses in this world could never imagine in their lifetime.

……

Old K comes from a world with extremely advanced technology.

His world has already developed, and it will soon usher in [reckoning], colliding with another world that has developed to the limit of civilization that the Supreme Holy Inquisition can tolerate.

After the exhausting and tragic battle, at the cost of one side's world being wiped out from the supernatural beings to the microbes, the two became one.

And if there is no accident, it will return to a reasonable, easy-to-rule, and peaceful state of civilization.

As the top powerhouse in that side of the world, the high-ranking old K of [First Opening] is frowning all day long.He has shouldered too many responsibilities and obligations, which is an unimaginable weight in the world that has not experienced [Liquidation].

But now, he doesn't have to worry about these problems anymore.

Being caught off guard by the game system and teleported to high altitude, Old K immediately unfolded the anti-gravity stance he carried with him.

Then he saw a scene beyond his comprehension.

Countless strange attacks shine below.The scramble and pull of the arcane elements dyed the air with colorful, beautiful aurora-like halos; the huge battleship spewed out nuclear bombs at the speed of machine gun fire, and then was compressed into a singularity in a strange and inexplicable distortion;
The rotting undead swarmed out of the void like ants that had been stabbed in their old nest, and then smashed into pieces like cutting wheat; the gods covered in holy light brandished the weapons sung in epics to charge, but as soon as they took a step, they were killed Collisions of higher dimensions are pulverized.

With just one glance, this old K standing at the apex of his own world was terrified.

The instinct of survival in the Lamarck game for many years made him stay away from the battlefield and fly towards the place below the giant castle floating in the void, far away from the battlefield.

Only then did he have time to check his game rules prompt.

So, Old K froze in place with a dazed face, so that he forgot to dodge, and was pierced through his calf by a scattered ice thorn.

What are you kidding? !

Kill God?The final mission for all players?
Old K, who had never even heard of the Nine Supremes, yelled at the damned game system in his heart.

What trick sage, what chaotic girl, what sole ruler... Can these things be killed by crowd tactics?

Old K doesn't know the answer, but with years of experience traveling through the heavens, he is very clear about the current situation——

Whoever gets on will die.

So old K made the smartest choice.He unfolded the dimensional camouflage, completely hiding his figure in the void.

Then, at the speed of the domestic cleaning robot five centuries ago, it began to move to the edge of the universe far away from the battlefield.

Execution penalty?Do not make jokes.Old K knew that his strength basically had no effect on the battle in front of him.

The only real way out for him is to wait for other players to follow up and finally complete the killing mission.

Under such a situation, the ones who can survive to the end will definitely not be the strongest players, let alone the players who contribute the most, but only those smart people who survive to the end.

Or to be more optimistic, wait until the game system crashes due to defeat?
Anyway, the Goddess of Rao Shizi [Poet Killer], since it can be judged by the Lamarck game system as the final boss that requires all players to participate in the attack, it should have the strength to threaten the game system, right?
In the final analysis, this is different from [Liquidation] fighting for one's own homeland.He has no grievances with that damned goddess, and he has never even heard of her name.

Why should he fight to the death for the game system?
Similar scenes happened everywhere in the small universe of Blood Candle Castle.

Although there are very few battle madmen, "masters" who are obsessed with their own strength, or players who are terrified by the punishment rules, they launch the strongest attack regardless of everything, making the whole small world seem to be dyed brilliantly by the flames of war. color;
But in fact, more than [-]% of the candidates all died on the walls of Blood Candle Castle, the only place in this small world that was blessed with gravity magic.

They were attracted by gravity from all directions, and then slapped to death on the castle's reinforcement magic like crows whose feathers had been cut off.

The city wall of Blood Candle Castle was built by Matar, the son of the third era, that is, the third director of the C Entropy Integration Administration.That is a senior who is on the same level as Lamarck himself, and whose power even surpasses that of today's Qu Yun.

And this castle that connects the heavens has assembled most of the painstaking efforts of that ancient god. Under the [Mandate of Heaven], it is equivalent to being invincible and indestructible.

The remaining candidates were either lucky enough to be transported to the surface or inside of Blood Candle Fortress, or they were people with special abilities or masters who could fly freely in the void.

And in this vital force that can't be achieved, the vast majority of sober-minded players chose to avoid the battle.

In this way, Zhen Cheng and the others unexpectedly felt that they were not under too much pressure on the seemingly gaudy battlefield.

Beside them, Lamarck, who occupied the body of the short-haired woman, naturally noticed this.She narrowed her eyes in a little confusion, and said to herself:
"You're such a waste... You can't even arrange for the candidates to prepare for battle when you specially bestow the godhead? Why on earth should I waste my divine power on you?"

"Of course...to make your trick completely fail!"

Suddenly, an emotional cry came from above the short-haired woman.Lamarck looked up, and saw the yellow hair and glasses in his puppet team descending from the sky on two flying discs:

"You think you're strategizing and you're messing with our captain under the noses of others, but you don't think that your purpose and position have already been seen through by others, and all you do is to help others realize their plans."

"Qu Yun..." The short-haired girl gritted her teeth tightly, finally unable to hold back her compassionate demeanor.

(End of this chapter)