Real Game: I Exposed the Old Ones

Chapter 413 The new work of the anonymous master is released

This is the pure white space - between the thrones...

Zhu Zheng looked around.

The dominant color of the world is despair.

It was like being covered by a huge spider web, and the whole world darkened.

Abandoned and collapsed city buildings are scattered on the ground, and all the shadows are swaying in the corners.

They are roaring, roaring, struggling, trying to make the last desperate sound.

The red moon hung high in the sky, like an ornament decorating the curtain, so big that it seemed unreal.

The moonlight fell diagonally, cut off by the intricate spider threads, and scattered into discontinuous line segments.

This is the special ability between the thrones - the Throne Arena!

A level playing field where the holder freely drafts the environment.

In the ring.

The holder's own ability can be weighted by 10%.

Hank didn't panic too much when he suddenly appeared here.

It believed that as long as it could gain mobility, it would be able to consume the young humans in front of it to death.

The four pairs of ailerons vibrated at high speed.

Hank wanted to distance himself from Zhu Zheng.

But as soon as it flew a certain distance, it felt something bad.

The spider silk scattered over the ruins of the city was extremely light. They were swept by the wind brought by the ailerons and rolled into the wings.

Spider silk is extremely sticky and extremely tough, making it impossible to tear it apart with brute force.

As a last resort, Hank could only fall on the ground.

Its face looked uncertain.

Here, his biggest speed advantage is suppressed.

Zhu Zheng coughed slightly, his face full of seriousness.

There is no interference from any external factors here. Come on, let us have a truly fair duel.

Fart, do you see justice in that eye?

Hank wanted to curse.

But it had no chance.

Take the initiative to attack!

Zhu Zheng accelerated and rushed in front of him, and the lightning surrounding him turned into sharp blades, stabbing the Hanks from all directions.

All the power in the world gathered around Zhu Zheng.

At this moment, Zhu Zheng's strength received all-round blessings, and the purple thunder scattered behind him suddenly spread out, like a sea of purple thunder!

Hank was defeated by a single blow and was knocked away.

Zhu Zheng showed a friendly smile to the Hank.

Are you ready for the gift I have for you?

That is eternal death.

…

The underground rift has returned to quiet.

Compared with the mania caused by the intensive artillery fire coverage before, the deathly silence at this time formed a strong contrast.

The bald speaker and his subordinates slowly approached.

The world has completely turned into a scorched earth.

There is a huge deep pit left on the stone wall that has been burned into glaze by the high temperature, spreading out in a radial pattern on the surface.

Where the hot spring was originally located, there is now a lush green forest growing there.

Looking at this vibrant green, the bald speaker felt tight in his heart.

Subconsciously, he thought of a name.

Those guys ran away?

Some people breathed a sigh of relief and whispered.

The bald speaker is the strongest person in the S9 Parliament. Even he feels a bit troublesome, and one can imagine how terrifying he is.

If the battle really ends, I don't know how many people will die here.

It's really nice not to have to start a war now.

No.

The bald speaker said softly: They did not run away, but died.

died?

Some people don't believe it.

No matter how powerful the artillery fire was, it would still be impossible to kill those monsters.

Besides, there are not even the remains of corpses here.

The Speaker sighed softly, with a faint tone.

The one who killed those guys was Shinhwa.

…

Shinhwa's first collective action went quite smoothly, and they got the first kill of three terrifying beings.

Mr. Mu was the first to end the fight.

With his help, Luo Heyi and others also killed the Zhongbei Python.

Luo and others all had injuries of varying severity, but under Mr. Mu's skillful hands, their injuries quickly healed.

Not long after they waited, Zhu Zheng returned from the throne arena smoothly.

Carrying the body of Hank in his hand.

The corpse was sacrificed to the abyss by Zhu Zheng, and the core of the mythical creature was devoured by him, without any waste.

Looking at the attribute panel, Zhu Zheng had a smile on his face.

Blood concentration increased by 5%.

It has now reached 52%, and the progress is more than half way.

This is more efficient than Kuhaha's swallowing plague body.

Zhu Zheng rolled his eyes and had an idea in his mind.

He took out [Iponazne's Wishing Well].

Xiao Yi, can you still get in touch with me over there?

Zhu Zheng was referring to Eldagos's power in the dreamland.

[The Wishing Well of Ibernazne] Answer honestly.

I can only transmit limited information, but I can't receive information across borders.

That's enough.

You pass on the situation of this battle. The point is that although we won, we suffered heavy casualties. As long as we send a few more people across the border, they will definitely kill us.

Zhu Zheng smiled and gave [Iponazne's Wishing Well] some advice, hoping to create the effect of the gourd baby saving his grandfather.

[The Wishing Well of Ibernazne] followed the good example and quickly sent this message.

After finishing these things, Mr. Mu came over.

It's time for us to leave. People from the secret agency are already on their way.

good.

Zhu Zheng pointed to a place casually, Leave some marks to let them know that we did it.

You want to

Um.

Zhu Zheng looked as usual.

The wind whistled past my ears, playing beautiful and calm music.

He likes this kind of peace.

But Zhu Zheng also understands that as the world gradually collapses and alien gods and mythical creatures further invade, such warmth and beauty will ultimately be the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror.

Many times if you don't fight for it, you will be eliminated.

Time passes slowly.

Although it has entered early spring, the weather is still cold, and it snowed again today, causing many people to huddle up in their warm homes and cancel their plans to go out.

Anyang opened the door.

Cold wind poured in from the open door, blowing all the papers off the table.

He quickly closed the door.

After a while, he took off his coat.

It's really cold today.

He made himself a cup of coffee and walked to the window holding the hot cup.

The sky was overcast, the wind was freezing, and snowflakes were falling like rain.

It's still early, what should we do?

Anyang casually took out his mobile phone.

At this moment, a pop-up message attracted his attention.

Anyang casually placed the coffee cup on the table and clicked on the pop-up message.

[A new work by the anonymous master is coming - Colors from the Stars. 】