I Developed Battlefield to Drive Players Around the World Crazy

A Yin came to the small Longde ruins to explore carefully.

There were several corpses on the side of the road, all squatting in the corner with their heads up.

"That's it! Although the atmosphere feels a little wrong, it seems that we have found the right way! 35

With the big drumstick stick in his hand, A Yin knocked to death the living corpse with his back facing him, and said cheerfully.

A corpse with no fighting spirit, isn't this thing exactly the same as those corpses in the Lothric Wall?

The only thing that's a little creepy is that the environment of this map is a little uncomfortable.

It was pitch black, and it felt particularly depressing.

But he didn't think much about it. After all, the undead asylum just born was so dark. What happened to the black spot on the map?

A Yin continued to walk forward and crossed a wooden bridge to the ruins.

There is a lot of water around the ruins, and I don't know where it came from.

As a consistent feature of the Soul series, that is, I don't know where the "Zero Seven Three" map and plot mission goals are.

So now A Yin is just reckless, groping forward to find the second bonfire.

"Why not? My drumsticks are already thirsty!

A Yin took a step and waved the wooden stick in his hand. To describe it in one word, it was: Crazy!

After walking downhill for a short distance, what appeared in front of A Yin was a single-plank bridge, and after crossing the bridge.

Suddenly, a transparent monster floating in the air like a ghost appeared in front of A Yin.

Just like the god of death in myths and legends, this ghost monster also holds two weapons similar to scythes.

After seeing A Yin, the ghost in front of him immediately rushed towards him.

"It's a strange encounter! 39

A Yin was overjoyed. If this is not surprising, how can he refresh his soul, how can he upgrade and equip other good weapons?

Seeing the ghost pounced on him, A Yin raised his drumstick and bravely greeted him.

"Jenima! What's the situation?

Seeing that the stick in his hand directly penetrated the opponent's body, A Yin was stunned.

A Yin is still stunned here, while the ghost over there is waving the sickle in his hand and slashing at him.

Two rolls in a row, using the time of the invincible frame to dodge the attack, A Yin continued to wave the stick.

But it was still the same as before.

"What the hell! What the hell! Why can't I hit it! 99

This time, A Yin is sure, it's not that he missed the hit just now, but that this thing doesn't eat his physical attack at all!

And what shocked him even more happened. Two other ghost mobs not far away seemed to sense the movement here and slowly floated over.

More importantly, this thing came through the wall, like a real ghost!

"Could it be that...everything is an illusion of mine! I was slapped by the old thief again?"

A Yin Meng had a guess.

But this conjecture just appeared in his mind, and he rejected it the next second.

Because the ghost's scythe fell on him, despite the frivolous movements of this monster, it really hurts to hit someone, and he was the start of a man with nothing, so he instantly killed him with two knives.

The blood-red "You're dead" made him learn another wave of Chinese characters.

"I can't fight the monsters, maybe I missed something? Generally speaking, old thieves shouldn't engage in such unsolved monsters, right?

A Yin came to the elevator room from the spiral staircase again, and entered the ruins of Little Lund.

This time, he searched carefully, and finally found the mystery besides finding a rapier.

Inside the earthen pot in front of the single-plank bridge, he picked up a prop called 'Farewell to the Curse'.

And this prop according to its description is to turn itself into a state of cursed death, so that it can fight with the undead.

"I'll just say it! Jie can be considered OK!" A Yin looked at the props he picked up and laughed.

But the next second he began to doubt life again.

If you hit it, you can indeed hit it.

But if this hurts, it cannot be said to be scraping, it can only be said to have no output.

And after being hit, the ghost was even more erratic, which caught him off guard.

"This thing is not a map that should be visited in the early stage at all!"

A Yin, who returned to the Chuanhuo Sacrificial Ground again, was suspicious in his heart.

Obviously not the same as the dark soul that can be transmitted in the previous work, although this work is not an open world like the French Ring, it extends several scene maps.

And he probably ran where he shouldn't be.

If it was another game, Ah Yin should have found the right way to see the barrage now.

But now everyone is reclaiming wasteland, and it can be said that they are completely at a loss.

However, it didn't stop him.

"Shuer! Where are you now? Have you found the right way?"

A Yin connected a wave of Ashu on the spot, ready to communicate with each other about their respective illnesses.

Ah Shu over there, after hearing Ah Yin's words, looked at the surrounding environment and was silent for a while before speaking.

"Yin'er! I don't know if the road is right or not, but I think my archive should be useless!

Through the headphones, A Yin could hear A Shu's despair over there.

"What's the matter! Shuer, you encountered a bug!?

A Yin was a little curious.

"In the wrong place, at the wrong time, I lit the wrong campfire.

Ashu's voice was full of despair.

Unlike A Yin who strayed into the ruins of Xiaolongde, Ashu chose another path.

A road to the catacombs.

Despite that path, there are countless resurrected skeletons along the way, and even lantern wizards who set fireballs.

But as an old passer of fire, his parkour movement was incisively and vividly at this moment.

Leng was the first bonfire to come to the underground cemetery and successfully lit it.

Then he was desperate.

That is when he came to this underground cemetery he rolled down the steps of the steps.

And as we all know, the undead and the ashes are not the same as the faded.

They can't jump in place without knees, so there's no way they can go back the same way.

More importantly, he lit the bonfire in front of him.

And unlike the previous work, the bonfire in this work has no teleportation function.

This also means that after his death, he continued to be resurrected in front of this bonfire.

If he wants to return to the Chuanhuo Sacrificial Field, he has to find another way!

Before, he had never taken the initiative to attack, and even the combination of luck and movement technique was 0.4, so that he had not been hit by the skeleton.

As a result, he didn't realize at all that this map was actually something he shouldn't have come to.

Now he is completely frozen!

While the old thief's game is well known, there is no real dead end.

Now that it is designed like this, if you continue to move forward, there must be a way to return to the Chuanhuo Sacrificial Field.

But the key point is that this is a black soul!

There is no minimap, and the atmosphere of the scene is still gloomy!

In addition, Ashu tried to go deeper, all kinds of lantern wizards who magnified fireballs, rolling wheels, and skeletons holding large swords, he was beaten to death.

The reason why he hasn't deleted the file and rushed here is just because of the last dignified persistence of his old fireman.

After listening to Ah Shu's history of blood and tears, Ah Yin was also directly shocked.

Good guy, if you make a mistake, you won't get stuck in the underground cemetery!

This is even the game saves being abused!.