Black Wizard Zhu Peng

The mine collapsed, and there were a lot of rocks falling around it. It was obvious that there was a looming hole in front of the eyes, but in fact, it was finally out of reach.

Zhu Peng saw with his own eyes that Elsa, who was rushing forward, was knocked down by a flying stone the size of a grinding disc, and then everything around him collapsed and crashed down.

When the damage was unavoidable, Zhu Peng stood up abruptly to crush Ma Qianrong next to him, and at the same time, he held the big sword in his right hand upside down in the backhand sword style, and protected most of his body with the help of the wide blade of the dark beheading sword.

When Zhu Peng finished all this, the irresistible force was already pressured down.

Blood killing tactics fighting spirit, natural defensive force field, strong and inhuman physique, everything is meaningless in front of these dozens of hundreds of tons of flowing boulders.

Boom!

This is the voice Zhu Peng heard at the last moment.

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In the vast and endless inner world, dark, red, and light blue rays of light flickered in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, and finally they were intertwined and turned into a huge existence like a nightmare, engulfing the host's soul.

December 9816.

The war that burned almost the entire world has entered the most desperate and dark moment. Whether it is light or dark, justice or evil, everyone is exhausted in the constant bloodletting fight, and people’s lives have been completely destroyed by endless slaughter and ravages. .

Millions of people lost their lives on the battlefield filled with bullets and poisonous gas. Poisonous flames and flames covered the warm hometown in their memories. Iron horses were running and artillery fire was roaring... But there are still unspeakable reasons. Truly turned into a "land of no owner/abandoned by gods".

(Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?)

Breathing hard, propping up his upper body, a man in a yellow-green military uniform who looked a little hysterical, holding a rifle in both hands, pointing at himself, he was saying something incomprehensible.

(I’m Zhu Peng, and I’m... No matter where I am, I don’t like being pointed at the head by a gun.) Stretching out his palm and raising the barrel of the gun, the soldier reacted fiercely and violently wanted Recaptured the rifle, but Zhu Peng grabbed the barrel and jumped up. Then he released the rifle.

The soldier in the yellow-green uniform seemed to be irritated by this. Out of some concern, he did not shoot, but rushed up with the gun in both hands to knock down the man in front of him.

So he fell down.

With a click, Zhu Peng held his arms and twisted his neck.

"The previous memory is that Ma Qianrong and I were smashed into the mine of Thunder Crystal Mine... When I fainted... Then, here is the shadow mask again. According to my subconscious, it is a place between illusion and reality. The world in the middle?" Zhu Peng couldn't understand the words of the soldier just now. In other words, this is not the radiation area of ​​the Wizard World Wizard Net system.

But unless he descended into the abyss, Zhu Peng would not have any possibility of leaving the wizarding world suddenly within the envelope of influence, just like the ancients who lived in the central area of ​​China, it was impossible to quickly leave China's territory overnight.

"Since you are in the gloomy heart, then... the dark god, come out."

"Arthurs, now you will never look like a little milk dog?" After calling for a while, Zhu Peng could vaguely feel some kind of eager fluctuations, but after all, there was no manifestation of the enchantress. Right now. He frowned slightly, then leaned over and picked up the rifle of the dead soldier on the ground. Everything around was a combination of earth, rock and wood, and the sound of planes and artillery was faintly heard outside.

In this small room, there is even an old-fashioned phonograph, a big brass speaker, and a black old-fashioned record on the body.

And Zhu Peng saw a dark golden spider on the gramophone covered with cobwebs.

"Anda... Lier?" The pupils in Zhu Peng's eyes shrank slightly and then dilated. He turned his head and then turned to see a hot girl with long red wavy hair in a yellow-green uniform coming.

"Why, my disgusting, mean and inferior master, I was disappointed that I could not see your little wife and dog?" Zhu Peng understood every word of the redhead in front of me. Of course, she didn't speak Chinese or wizard language, but the deep demon language like venom.

"In this world of poisonous gas and flames, with countless dead souls in the future, should my master who is full of humble desires mate with me?"

"I... promise it will be very exciting." The beauty of the girl Andariel incarnates is quite high. The most important thing is that the figure is raised and hot. When the upper body is squeezed into Zhu Peng's arms, the pair is full of aggression. Sexual dark green eyes stared at Zhu Peng's eyes, and then... she was captured by Zhu Peng with one hand.

"You treat me as sb. Spiders will eat their mates after mating. We Chinese elementary school students all know this. You sb, mentally retarded, stupid sow..." Zhu Peng grabbed his arm slightly harder. , Andariel couldn't bear the pain of tearing his arm, and groaned softly.

"Okay, let's talk about it, what's the matter? What about Dark God and Arthurs?"

"Dark God chose the dwarf bloodline. Although the dwarf bloodline is indeed more potential than the human bloodline, the dwarf soul is like ore in the ground, heavy and hard, but loses the sensitivity of the human soul, so she can't enter. As for Arthurs, that stupid dog is too big, this world is just enough for it to put a dog’s head in... the world shaped by the shadow mask, if you want to sneak in, it’s too big, too small, too. Now I am the only one under your command, which is just right." Andariel was clamped by Zhu Peng's arm, and under the severe pain, his attitude became a lot more submissive, and he knew who was the master in the face of violence.

"That, it's really a tragedy." After speaking, Zhu Peng pushed forward and let go of the capture of the female devil.

"Why did I come in this time and keep some martial arts?"

"Your question, I'm afraid I can only ask the professor your strange thoughts, and then suddenly disappeared without a trace." Shaking his arm, Andariel sneered.

"Five years, I have not been dragged in again, I almost forgot the hidden dangers of Shadow Mask."

"Don’t you think it’s a good thing? Every time you accumulate enough, you will be pulled in by the Mask of Shadow to force a breakthrough. After this breakthrough, your spiritual strength cultivation base has basically reached the second-tier peak, right? With his martial arts cultivation base, he has the qualifications to be promoted to legend. If you follow the normal mental energy accumulation schedule, you will have to practice hard for at least ten to twenty years without this wave, or go to the third realm to fight for the devil... In other words, everything else is false, and only one's own power is true."

The words of the **** redhead in front of her made Zhu Peng take a deep look at her, and Andariel made another seductive expression and posture, smoky and obsessed, debauched and debauched.

"...That's correct, but you have to get out of here successfully. Since you sneaked in, you should know something about this place, right?"

"As your ambassador, of course I have some knowledge of the world of the mind formed by your subconscious. Although this world has some power mixed with your trump cards, there are some incomplete world remains... but I can still feel When you reach the node of this world, use our devil's best method to solve it, and your consciousness can return to the main material realm." At this point, Andariel paused.

Then she continued: "However, just like you were chased and chopped by your father in the past, even if you find the node of the world, if you can't win, there is no way. Then we might as well hide and drag. This virtual and distorted world collapses."

"No... The reason why I can't deal with my father is that I subconsciously refuse to kill him, so in that world, he is immortal and invincible to me... At least until I have no way out. But in In this world, since I can use martial arts, it means that violence can push everything flatly." Slowly making a fist, Zhu Peng closed his eyes, feeling the flow of blood in his body.

At the moment, this body is not blessed by those witchcraft-enhancing powers. It is exactly Zhu Peng's body before the abyss descends. However, this body still brings infinite confidence to Zhu Peng.

"The Mask of Shadow is based on the level of knowledge that I can obtain by the standards of my wizard. The martial arts of this body can't be controlled by the strength. If the wizard level is converted year-on-year, it will also be the higher apprentice level. The problem that the higher apprentice can solve, I don’t It may not be solved."

"Since you are so confident, Master...As a subordinate, I have to sacrifice my life to accompany you." Tilted his head, Andariel said like a girl.

After about ten minutes of preparation, Zhu Peng kicked open the blocked wooden door, and he and Andariel rushed out with guns on their bodies.

Indeed, as the red-haired female devil said, this is a terrifying world made up of red flames and dark green poisonous gas. The ground is covered with incomplete corpses. It hasn't been far away, and there is a soft touch from time to time under her feet. Death has covered here.

Suddenly he saw a man in a yellow-green military uniform running over. Because words couldn't make sense, Zhu Peng knew that there would be no allies in this world except Andariel beside him.

So Zhu Peng ignored the poisonous gas and flames on the ground, and lay down directly in the pile of corpses, and Andariel followed.

Compared to Zhu Peng, she seemed very comfortable with this world full of poisonous gas, flames and dead bodies.

When lying among the corpses on the ground, Zhu Peng noticed that this beautiful woman had a look of intoxication...The brighter the poisonous spider, the more deadly!

However, the white man running in a yellow-green military uniform froze in an instant, as if he was controlled by something invisible behind him. He struggled powerlessly twice, and the next moment, his whole body burst into pieces. Fragments. Behind the blood fog, a leather-clothed skeleton wrapped in thorns and iron wire came out, and its whole body was radiated with evil aura.

"He, is it a node?" Zhu Peng tried his best to ask Andariel beside him with his mouth almost silent. However, what he saw was Andariel's gradually raising his head, with an awkward expression on her face.

Zhu Peng turned his head abruptly and saw that he was holding a small mace in his left hand and a light machine gun in his right. The leather-clothed skeleton wrapped in thorns and wires had arrived in front of him.

"Uh, there is no need to choose now."

The mace suddenly smashed down, and Zhu Peng's figure almost became a ball, tossing to the side like a golden rat rolling over a hot oil pan, the speed of rolling is incredible.

Then he bounced violently, and at this time the leather-clothed skeleton had fired at Andariel with a light machine gun, and the fiery line of fire was swept down by the female devil's scream.

At the same time, the thorn wire that had just torn the white soldier pierced it like a spontaneous viper. Zhu Peng swooped to the left when the bullet stood up. The wire pierced the corpse on the ground, and then It ripped apart like a greedy blood-eating dragon.

"...Fuck me."

After scolding, Zhu Peng got up again and fired at the leather-clad skeleton while charging at a fast pace. The rifle bullet that staggered the monster back finally brought his attention back.

The muzzle of the flaming light machine gun turned towards Zhu Peng. In the process of running, Zhu Peng suddenly picked up most of the corpse from the ground, pulled the thick upper body of a white man, and rushed towards the opponent like holding a shield.

The level of firepower weapons in this world is equal to the level of the Earth during World War II and World War II. In addition, the white soldiers pulled up by Zhu Peng were fat and thick. Before it was completely blown up, Zhu Peng sprinted into it. Famous leather jacket on the skull.

Demons are indeed terrible, but the fear of the world will only make them more invincible.

The little leather-clad skeleton boss who is now fighting Zhu Peng has a fire-powered light machine gun in his right hand. It is surrounded by enchanted and activated thorn wires. Only the mace in the left hand is a melee weapon, which is obviously strong at long range but weak at close range. The more you flee in front of such a demon, the more you may not be able to escape. If you encounter it head-on, it is the only way to save your life if you deceive yourself into close combat and not give it a chance to use its strengths.

Suppressing with the corpse on the right hand, the left hand will push the blessing rifle into the skull’s mouth, fine-tune it upward, and pull the trigger frantically at the back of his head until the last bullet in the barrel is empty. The red light in the hollow eye sockets of the leather-clothed skull dissipated, and Zhu Peng stopped panting slightly.

If it were in the era of cold weapons, Zhu Peng’s current martial arts would be more than adequate, but in this weird era similar to World War I and World War II, any soldier who doesn’t know where to shoot out stray bullets Maybe he broke himself.

After recovering from the fierce battle, Zhu Peng discovered that the thorn wire had entangled himself like a snake for some time. If he hadn't killed the opponent fast enough, now he had been torn apart by the opponent.

At this time, Andariel groaned in pain not far away, and she also found that the situation was temporarily safe.

"What's the matter, I thought you could at least help me a little bit, but you are just an ordinary woman in this world, so what are you doing in sneaking in? Are you familiar with the scene?"

"Can you find the node of this world without me? If you don't want you to take me a wave, and use energy to evolve as soon as possible, I would like to come in when you are an old lady?"

"...Andalil, your skills are not good, you really have a good temper." Zhu Peng carried an arm of Andalil with long red hair, and the two of them found a remote wooden house nearby and hid it in.

Andariel's left leg was scratched by a bullet, and he could fall down quickly under the close-range shot of a light machine gun, at only this level of price.

To the level of an ordinary person, Andariel can no longer be called poor, either with a certain ability, or a well-trained elite warrior, or...good luck.

This is the battlefield world. It is relatively easy to find some medical alcohol and first aid supplies such as bandages. Zhu Peng even found a bayonet, which he tied under his arm with a rag.

Just looking for these things, Zhu Peng also found many corpses in this world, and they began to faintly twitch. Under the environment of raging fire, poisonous gas, and millions of corpses, it seemed that the phenomenon of large-scale corpses was about to be irreversible. Happened.

"Hehe, that's the difference between whether I can come in. If I don't come in, if you hide like you are in a secluded house, just wait for a million zombies to play peekaboo with you, don't say you are now at a level of strength Even if you immediately restore Dan-level martial arts and kill millions of zombies, you will be exhausted if you are tired." The slender, crystal-clear bare feet rested on the owner’s chest, and Zhu Peng lowered his head to pick Andariel. Take out the bullet and perform a simple bandaging process.

After all, it is of demon blood. Even if it seems to have lost all power in this world, Andariel's recovery speed is obviously faster than normal humans.

"You mean, this world will not collapse after daybreak like the ones I have experienced before, it will continue to exist?"

"The black smoke and poisonous gas from burning the corpse obscured the sun. If the nodes are not crushed, the existence of this world may take several years or even decades to calculate. In this mental world, you cannot learn knowledge, and it is difficult to master martial arts. What do you eat in this world? Is the carrion of the corpse? And the prerequisite for survival is that you don’t get caught, shredded and swallowed by millions of zombies.” Andariel seemed to be very proud of Zhu Peng's turn to take care of himself. She was proud to show off her knowledge, completely unaware that Zhu Peng unwrapped and reattached the bandage that could be made quickly.

"If I die in this world, what will happen to the real world?"

"Who knows what will happen to you... directly brain-dead and becoming a vegetative person, the best outcome is a full backlash of mental power, and then a level drop, and then it will not be able to increase mental power in the next tens or hundreds of years, and this soul depth can be cured The potion of trauma is regarded as a treasure by ordinary extraordinary wizards. Have you tied it up, it’s not enough to take advantage of it?” And then, Andariel kicked Zhu Peng lightly, and then grinned her own pain. .

"When can you recover? We'd better find that world node earlier, UU read www.uukanshu.com and solve it." At this moment, Zhu Peng was also a little unstable, and there was a little anxiety in his words.

"It's probably a night of work, and you can basically restore your mobility. Looking at the strength of that little boss today, our strength may not be enough to solve this world node... Maybe we can find some foreign aid to come in."

"What do you mean?" Hearing Andariel's words, Zhu Peng frowned slightly. In this inner world between illusion and reality, he really didn't understand too much.

"On your body, I can faintly hear a woman screaming. She seems desperate and anxious. She eagerly wants to wake you up. It seems that her life is also pinned on you."

"The most important thing is... She is weak, maybe she can be dragged in."

Andariel described the smell she smelled on Zhu Peng, the scent of a girl in a vague, somewhat uncertain word.

"You mean... Ma Qianrong?"

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In the collapse of the mine, in a narrow gap supported by a huge black broadsword and a man's body, Ma Qianrong, or Rose, cried and shed tears, constantly calling Zhu Peng's name.

If it hadn't been for Zhu Peng's full support, she would have been killed by the rocks. At this moment, she was worried about the safety of her father and Sun Ye, and at the same time, she was afraid of her own fate.

This narrow gap may collapse again anytime and anywhere. For the girl who has been living under the wings of her father Ma Yongzhen or Zhu Peng, all of which has happened today is really too exciting.

Of course, Ma Qianrong could not think that she would have more exciting experiences waiting for her before long.

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