I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

As the dominating core was destroyed, earthquakes occurred in many game fields.

All the copies are constantly shaking, whether it is the ground or the ocean, or even the game field in the air, they are caught in a violent shock.

With this movement, even the sky has changed.

Like the cracks in the glass windows, the sky of the game field also showed large and small cracks. With the increasing number of loopholes, it looks like the end of the world.

The continuous changes made some players feel panic.

They knew nothing about the actions of these people, Xiao Lan. They didn't know exactly what happened and thought that something unexpected had changed in the game.

The players who broke into the game field with Xiao Lan had bright eyes.

They know that they must have made progress on this side, and they have once again successfully shaken the advent of the world!

A certain amount of confidence is angry from the heart, and they work harder when they fight.

Xiao Lan just said goodbye to his father, and the picture in front of him suddenly shattered.

A burst of white mist poured out from the gap of the world, occupying the entire world almost instantaneously.

The next second, Xiao Lan had returned to the white space he had left before.

The chessboard is still at the foot, but there are no chess pieces and black grids on both sides.

On the whole chessboard, there was only the static leader in front, and Xiao Lan who had just stepped in.

They seemed to be the last **** in the entire game.

The ruler is still that expressionless face.

This time, he finally faced Xiao Lan completely, and there was no emotion in his light-gold eyes: "Did you destroy my core?"

Xiao Lan: "Are you surprised?"

The master nodded: "As far as the current situation is concerned, this is the most effective way to weaken me. Although it is the way he guided you, you can succeed. As a human being, you really surprised me."

"But, it also shows that you are a restless factor, it is better to get rid of it."

Xiao Lan: "What is stability for you? Completely surrender to you, controlled by you? Is it safe to die without resistance in your plan? Have you ever thought that you are the biggest in the world yourself? Factors of restlessness."

The tone of the dominating voice has no waves: "The strong can decide everything for the weak, and the sacrificed person will always be unwilling, I can understand."

Xiao Lan clenched his fists: "From a high perspective, you can't understand anything at all, you will only destroy everything that doesn't suit your preferences, including your brother."

Master: "He? We are not brothers like you humans, he is just a defective product that appeared with me at the same time."

Xiao Lan stared at him without seeing his angry face: "But have you been worrying about the so-called defective products?"

"Stealing his core, tearing his soul, imprisoning his strength, trying not to leave him any chance of recovery, are you still not obvious enough about him?"

The master looked at Xiao Lan calmly, without speaking or refuting.

Xiao Lan took a step forward: "You have so much nonsense with me, does it mean that you haven't been able to devour him completely? Now you need to use most of the power to suppress his resistance. You can't do it like before. Right?"

"Really." The master admitted generously, without the slightest bluff posture, "The process of swallowing is not over, so I have no time to deal with you."

"He has a strong will to resist and has been preventing me from finding you. Maybe you need to wait. I devour this rebel to be free to deal with you. And this time, you will not be as good as last time. Luck."

With that said, the master extended his hand and patted his palm gently.

Along with his movements, a sequencer appeared on every square on the chessboard around Xiao Lan.

They were armed with long swords, machetes, long-guns, spears and other weapons, all wearing uniform white armor and looked like a well-trained army.

All maintainers pointed their weapons in Xiao Lan's direction.

It seems that they are the masters arranged in advance.

The purpose is to not let yourself be disturbed at the critical moment of devouring.

"Now, let them accompany you first." The master said.

After receiving the order, the sequencers raised their arms to Xiao Lan one after another.

Xiao Lan suddenly fell into the encirclement of the white army.

Xiao Lan firmly grasped the "Bone of Rebellion" in his hand.

He must win.

If you fall here, the players who accompany them to break into the advent world will be besieged by the sequencer like members without amnesty.

Even if they are strong, they will not be able to bear the sequencers who can continuously transform from contract players.

The white legion approached Xiao Lan step by step.

Xiao Lan also raised his knife without showing any weakness.

Although the number of maintainers in front of him is huge, he already knows the weaknesses of maintainers, so he has no reason to lose.

Xiao Lan opened the skill:

[Name: Poverty cannot limit my imagination]

【Ability: Breakdown】

His figure suddenly rushed to the sequencers.

Although it is only a knife per person, it is not weaker than the crowd of predecessors in front.

Xiao Lan walked through the attacks of the sequencers.

The blade in his hand was constantly swung out, and each knife was accurately penetrated through the gap of the helmet, straightening the white light in it.

This is where the power of the ruler lies, and the center of the sequencer.

As the decomposing power poured into the blade tip eroded the white light in the helmet of the sequencer, the sequencer who lost his power instantly fell to the ground.

Xiao Lan continually traveled through the sea of ​​white people like a **** of death.

With each swing of his sword, he was accompanied by a maintainer who fell to the ground.

The sound of weapon symphony continued, the sound of the blade breaking into the sky, mixed with the dull sound of falling to the ground, like a ferocious battle song.

The master looked at the fierce battle in front of him, still expressionless, but the surrounding air pressure was getting lower and lower.

Finally, Xiao Lan reached out and wiped a trace of blood from his lips. He stood on the spot and no longer waved his sword.

Because at this moment there was only the remains of a sequencer around them, their white bodies covered the ground as if a heavy snowfall had fallen.

The whole world was quiet again, leaving only him and the master.

The ruler is still spotlessly dressed in Chinese clothes, but Xiao Lan's body has suffered from many wounds and blood stains due to repeated battles. The red blood dripped down, leaving his own trace in this pure white world.

Xiao Lan raised his eyes and looked at the master again. He raised the blade and pointed directly at the guy in front of him. The tone was calm but the secret intention was: "It's your turn."

After he finished speaking, he was not interested in waiting for the master's reply, and carried it directly with the knife.

Facing the fierce Xiao Lan, the master had to suspend the swallowing of Luo.

He divided a part of his strength and formed a sword with a dazzling white light in his hands.

This sword is composed entirely of light, with a complex and delicate structure, it looks gorgeous like an artifact that only a deity can have.

It is a pity that in fact it is a guy who is the same as the devil.

The dark blade and the white lightsaber collided fiercely.

Daoguang and Jianying intertwined rapidly, and no one meant to keep their hands.

They attacked each other mercilessly, knowing clearly in their hearts that this is a life-and-death battle.

There is no possibility of reconciliation between them.

Seizing the opportunity, Xiao Lan swung out with a knife, and the [Bone of Rebellion], which merged with Luo's old core, stabbed the master's shoulder with a knife.

In an instant, the force of decomposition left a deep hole in his shoulder.

There is no blood in the body of the dominator, even if he is injured, there is only a mouth, and there is no picture of white and unknown liquid splashing.

Except for the appearance of the skin, he really has no similarities with humans in structure.

The master backhanded Xiao Lan with a sword, and lightsaber made a wound on Xiao Lan's cheek.

At the same time, he moved slightly and Xiao Lan temporarily distanced himself.

The master looked at the blade in Xiao Lan’s hand: “I felt strange before, your knife should be the product of the advent of the world, how could it hurt me. It turned out that he actually gave you his core, really like creating trouble Guy."

Xiao Lan didn't talk nonsense with him, rushed over again and continued to attack.

His time is precious, and he has no time to listen to the dominator's declaration.

The black and white edges collided again.

As the confrontation continued, there were more and more scars on both bodies.

But unlike Xiao Lan's flesh-and-blood body, no matter where he was injured, the master had no effect on his actions.

His body is like a set machine, as long as there is no damage to key parts, he can continue to run.

The master said while fighting with Xiao Lan: "What if you have his core, you alone cannot defeat me who lost the core."

"You've just awakened. It's like a little kid to me. I don't know much about the use of power or myself."

"You can also feel how difficult it is for your decomposition ability to cause a lot of damage to me."

"And your body is still the most primitive body of flesh and blood. You can't even time to energize it. Every wound will become a burden for you. You can't beat me like this, and now you feel tired."

"Why are you so much nonsense?" Xiao Lan said disdainfully.

But the physical exhaustion was telling him that although the other party's words sounded very beating, the protracted warfare did indeed hurt him.

Xiao Lan once again accelerated the burning of poverty, making his skills more effective, even if he would get rid of poverty and become rich after this battle.

If this battle is unbeatable, there is no future.

The attack of the inky blade was violent again, this time the decomposition power from the blade was several times stronger. After several confrontations, even the light blade was cut by the knife.

This made the master feel the pressure.

He had to reduce the power of repression again, and then adjust the power to deal with the trouble in front of him.

A burst of white light poured out of his palm. The master reached out and stroked the sword body with white light, instantly repairing the gap in the light sword cut by Xiao Lan.

At the same time, Xiao Lan also felt that the attack from the dominant side was stronger.

The increasing attacks made him more and more difficult to deal with, and the wounds on his body were increasing.

More and more red appeared in the white world, these are blood stains from Xiao Lan.

A white lightsaber suddenly attacked Xiao Lan's head, and Xiao Lan had to raise his sword to resist.

At the moment when the blades meet, Xiao Lan feels as if he is a little ant who is hard against a giant mountain. The dominating power is not as overwhelming as before, but it is incredible.

The two sides were stalemate temporarily, but the white light blade approached Xiao Lan little by little.

Xiao Lan tried his best to grind his teeth hard, and did not mean to retreat.

The indifferent eyes of the master looked at Xiao Lan, who was close by: "You are going to die."

Xiao Lan made a difficult voice: "Get off..."

The master disregarded his hard support, and the strength in his hand was strengthened again, intending to solve this trouble.

But at this moment, a shocking look flashed on the expressionless face of the master.

This made his mask-like face a little more vivid.

The next moment, a dark hand stabs fiercely from his chest.

This hand is completely black, it is not covered with human skin, and the normal hand structure is not visible. The black is not stable, and it spreads and gathers from time to time. It looks a bit gruesome, as if responding in the abyss Demons summoned by mortals.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Lan's blood-stained face appeared with a smile.

Of course Luo will not be devoured so easily.

When Luo Lan pushed Xiao Lan out of the white world, out of the tacit understanding of long-term cooperation, he vaguely understood that their plan would be changed from a frontal attack to a cooperation between inside and outside.

Therefore, he would believe that the way Luo opened up must not only let him escape.

Until Xiaolu was connected to the lava pool with the dominant core all the way, Xiao Lan fully understood Luo's meaning.

Afterwards, Xiao Lan kept pushing forward to dominate, also in order to make him have to relax the suppression of Luo under the pressure of attack, so that Luo could more easily find a chance to escape.

Throughout the process, the person who took the greatest risk was Luo.

If Xiao Lan is unable to destroy the core of the master, or he chooses to escape, or he delays too much time, he is even killed by something else halfway.

As long as any unexpected situation occurs, the ending before Luo will be completely swallowed by the master.

At the same time, if Luo could not resist the **** of the master, Xiao Lan who faced the master alone was also a dead end.

Implementing such a plan requires their full trust in each other, and no one can hesitate.

Luo gave his trust without reservation.

Xiao Lan responded to his trust perfectly.

"Sorry, let Mr. wait for a long time." Luo's voice came from the wound of the master, still the tone and tone that Xiao Lan was most familiar with. Although he did not meet, he still made people feel happy.

"No, just right." Xiao Lan said.

While speaking, Xiao Lan took advantage of the stunned moment of the master, the blade deflected to remove the force of resistance, and then evaded the strike of the master, while cutting the arm with a knife.

The knife flashed, and the dominant arm was cut off shoulder-to-shoulder.

The exposed fracture is only white, with no bones and muscles, like a doll made of ceramics.

At the same time, Black Mist continued to spread from the wound that dominated the chest, gradually infesting his pure white body.

"Cough..." The master couldn't help but cough, he looked at his chest, "You..."

Xiao Lan wiped the blood on his face and smiled: "Are you surprised by surprise?"

This is the disadvantage of single dogs, and even a fight can not find a helper.