It was as if he had a nightmare.
Cui Zaicheng dreamt that he opened a dark gold treasure chest. Four bright flashlights shone from the treasure chest in a flash, and then four figures jumped out.
One held a large shield with red hair, one had purple hair and held a sword, one had silver hair and pouted, and the last one held a crossbow and shouted at him …
Four dazzling white flashlights swayed back and forth in front of him, causing him to have seizures. He was so dizzy that he didn't know where he was. He could only cry out, "Why don't I have a single high talent?!"
This nightmare lasted for an unknown amount of time. Finally, a dark gold light shone from the treasure chest. A blurry figure rose from the light, holding an axe in his hand, and grinned at him.
"Swordsman Pagoda, you can't rest yet."
He screamed and finally woke up from the nightmare. When he opened his eyes, he found himself hanging upside down in the hall of the castle. In front of him were seventeen or eighteen zombies and his three subordinates. His family was standing in a neat row.
When the group of zombies looked at him, they had a strange smile on their faces. It was as if they didn't want this to happen and wanted to feed him.
"Yo, you're awake?"
Huai Shi's smiling face slowly rose in front of him, and he picked up the mirror in his hand. "The sex change operation was very successful … From today onwards, you can also draw two clean eyeliner and steal men from little bitches!"
The person in the mirror had a thin layer of powder on his face. It could be said that he had a picturesque face, but the beard on his face was not shaved clean. He looked like a demon and didn't look like a good person.
Cui Zaicheng was stunned for a long time. He subconsciously raised his head to look at his lower body. After seeing that both of his brothers were intact, he breathed a sigh of relief. He reacted and glared at Huai Shi.
"You … You're that bastard from the Luming Hall!"
"What a nasty word, Old Cui … To think that I was prepared to warmly welcome you." Huai Shi curled his lips and pointed behind him. "What do you think of my lineup? Do you want to join us? It's good that we're a family. "
He really wanted to turn Cui Zaicheng into a zombie as well. Even if he would immediately leave after turning into a zombie, even if the remaining body would lose its soul and lose its stigmata, the physique of a Level 3 Ascendant was still there.
Why wouldn't he accept an underling who delivered himself to his doorstep?
However, Cui Zaicheng's Stigmata was a Fire Hound of the Xinluo Lineage. It was a natural counter to Huai Shi's Dark Origin Substance. If he didn't cooperate, Huai Shi could easily kill him, but he wouldn't be able to obtain his body …
Knowing what Huai Shi was planning, Cui Zaicheng shouted angrily and became even angrier. "Dream on, you scum of the human world who is worse than a dog. No matter what you do, I won't give in!"
Knowing that he would not have a good ending if he fell into the hands of this pervert from Yingzhou, Cui Zaicheng cursed angrily for a moment, saying that he was an ugly person who sold sex to a male prostitute, a shameless rat, a treacherous and evil lunatic, and so on. It was quite interesting for Xinluo TV Station.
Seeing that this good man refused to submit, Huai Shi had no other choice.
"Forget it, I didn't want to use this move in the first place …"
As he said that, Huai Shi raised his hand and stuffed a handful of ash into Cui Zaicheng's mouth. Then, he waved his hand and snapped his fingers.
Pa!
Then, there was the sound of cloth tearing. The twenty or so zombies instantly tore off their clothes and turned into a group of big boss zombies wearing very little cloth.
In the corner, the old man who was reading the newspaper pulled the switch, and the lights dimmed. The laser ball hanging in the center of the castle started to rotate under the colorful light. Countless white fog of ash rose up, and for a moment, the entire Ghost Castle looked like a disco.
“Music！”
Huai Shi stood up and stood in the middle of the zombies. He stretched his body and smiled uneasily. "Today, I'll let you see the traditional skills of our Orchard Gym!"
The next moment, as the young man waved his hand, impassioned music began to play.
Dozens of zombies raised their hands in unison, pressed their faces, twisted their bodies, and sang in unison.
Director Cui's eyes widened.
A chill ran down his spine.
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On the screen in the venue, the fierce war had come to an end.
It could be called a showdown of black technology. Under the collision of scholars and armies on both sides, modern steel torrents surged. All kinds of guns and short guns released a torrential rain, turning everything into wreckage.
As the commander of the weaker side saw the opportunity to retreat, the war came to an abrupt end.
In the live broadcast room, Diting smiled slightly. "It seems that the battle at Sensō-ji has come to an end for the time being. I really feel sorry for the Tengu team of Ren Xiatang. They were one step behind and lost an important contract to Sodom Group … At the same time, congratulations to Sodom Group for becoming the second participant organization after the Social Security Bureau to win the contract …"
In the current second phase of the mission, there were a total of 14 critical places for the participants to attack, representing 14 key items.
Different from the various airdrop items that could only be set up in the Xinyue framework, these 14 key border relics were treasures that were contained, produced, or forged in Yamatai. Once obtained, as long as they stayed until the end of the competition, even the competition committee would not ask about it. Once obtained, it would belong to the participants.
Other than the three contracts that were hard to come by for each organization, the other 11 border relics had different effects depending on the difficulty of the attack. There was no lack of border relics that were S-grade and above.
According to the information released in the live broadcast room, the most secretive of them were three Stigmata Relics. They were the essence that was nurtured by this hell after many years of immersion.
Once the border relics broke through a certain threshold under the influence and nurturing of hell, the internal power would form a constant miracle, such as the Stigmata, according to the attribute and nature of the relics. Apart from the fact that these border relics did not have souls, they were no different from ordinary Ascendants.
As long as they were irrigated with Origin Substance, it was equivalent to having an extra Stigmata. It was needless to say how precious it was. Normally, Ascendants would fight to the death for such a thing.
This was the reason why so many Ascendants, even though they knew how dangerous it was to explore hell, were still willing to risk their lives for so many years.
The more dangerous a place was, the more precious treasures were buried. Not to mention the many materials needed for advancement and the various opportunities hidden in hell.
Now, under the cover of the Xinyue framework, the originally dangerous hell had been strengthened by the rules of the creator. The original danger had been reduced by more than 40%. With the guidance of the system interface, everything was traceable. Moreover, there was also the false life given by the Xinyue framework. Death was just an exit.
Any participant with a slightly better brain would not give up on such a rare opportunity.
Even if they had already guessed that they were working for the Social Security Bureau, with the temptation of great benefits in front of them, they would still run wildly like mules.
With a gamble, a bicycle would become a motorcycle!
Whether they could eat meat or drink soup depended on whether they were able to give it their all this time. How could they care about anything else?
In the short span of a day, who knew how many bloody battles had broken out in Yamatai City. The audience's eyes were burning red. It had been many years since they had seen such a satisfying sight.
The atmosphere of the competition was getting higher and higher. Other than the unlucky Yingzhou family, everyone was very happy.
In the special seats, the old man from the Luming Hall was no longer looking at the screen. His face was ashen as he closed his eyes to rest.
After such a long stalemate, it was not as if everyone did not know each other's background. He wanted to see how the Social Security Bureau could have such a big appetite to swallow Yamatai City in one gulp … …
The director team seemed to be afraid that the matter was not big enough. They even gave the old man two close-ups. The scene was captured very vividly, vividly conveying his incompetent and furious appearance to the audience. The entire arena was instantly filled with a joyous atmosphere.
"Now in the second stage of the mission, out of the 14 key items, two of the three army contracts have already been obtained by the participants. Let us see what kind of exciting performance the participants of 'Kitten Paradise' have … …"
In the live broadcast room, the Harken looked at the old man's appearance with a smile. He waved his hand and turned the camera around. Suddenly, the dozens of split-screen cameras on the screen showed the amusement park covered in blood and wails.
Amidst the melodies of the children's songs from the loudspeakers in the amusement park, the participants who intended to regain their qualifications to participate in the competition continued to rush into the various projects. Unfortunately, there were many people who rushed in, but less than 10% of them were able to rush out.
And those who were able to kill the host and inherit the progress of the mission were even rarer.
The seemingly warm amusement park had now become a meat grinder, swallowing blood and death, continuously bringing more joy to the audience and the host.
On the big screen of the amusement park, the top five projects of the mission completion progress had already been displayed.
The one in the lead was the Level 3 Sublimator from the Gurkha lineage, Delaveya, who was hosting the 'Death Roller Coaster'. Behind him, the Sublimator from Siam, Chalk, was hot on his heels. There were already eighty to ninety failed challengers on both sides, and the rise was astonishing … …
Unexpectedly, these projects turned out to be of medium or slightly lower difficulty in the evaluation. And for the projects with the highest difficulty, because there were too few challengers, it was difficult to accumulate any completion rate in a short period of time. This made the hosts, who were greedy for safety, regret.
At the same time, just as Diting was introducing, the image on the big screen suddenly changed.
The Death Roller Coaster project, which was originally at the forefront, suddenly shook, and the name of the host changed instantly.
From the original Delaveya, it changed to India. In the close-up on the big screen, the scene of the host being instantly beheaded by the challenger was broadcasted. Right next to the corpse was a man wearing a red turban on his head, with a long black beard and a scimitar in his hand. He was a Sikh warrior.
Before the audience had time to marvel, the big screen changed again in an instant. The progress of a project that was originally outside the rankings suddenly soared. After breaking into the range of the top three, it surpassed the original second and first place and occupied the top spot.
[Huge World — Host: Amber in the Dark]!
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