Chapter 970
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The gunshots were still going on.
Wrath leaned behind the wooden box and began to look at the Inscription Rifle that the player threw at him.
He had heard about this weapon called a gun from the information shared by Hatred. Hatred also praised the invention of this weapon by humans, which would make wars more cruel in the future.
Wrath didn't expect to come into contact with this thing in the space of consciousness, and … the gun in his hand was much more advanced than the ones used by humans in reality.
The way to use it should be …
Wrath learned how to hold this rifle based on his previous experience of his clone being shredded into pieces by bullets.
He fumbled with the grip of the rifle for a while, found the trigger, and pulled it gently.
The muzzle spewed out flames, and the bullets hit the wall in front of Wrath, leaving a series of bullet marks on the wall.
"The effect of the smoke bomb is about to disappear! Do you still have smoke bombs? "
The player was changing the magazine of his pistol. Wrath, who had regained his weapon, could no longer stand the player's chatter and the voice in his mind, so he took the first step and aimed the muzzle at the player next to him.
Wrath pulled the trigger again, and another three bullets were fired directly, but he found that the person next to him was not injured at all.
Why?
Wrath fired a few more shots at the person next to him, but the character next to him was not injured at all.
"They … they're coming! My pistol seems to be out of bullets. "
The player didn't notice that Wrath had pointed the muzzle at him.
Wrath let out a shout that was close to madness. He stood up directly in front of the wooden box, raised the gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger at the attacking character on the other side of the wooden box.
This round of bullets poured out and directly hit one of the attacking characters. Wrath just watched the character's head spurt out scarlet blood, and then he fell to the ground.
Just like that … he killed a human so easily?
No, those were aggregations of energy, not humans.
Wrath was shocked by the power of the rifle in his hand when a bullet crossed the shoulder of the character he was controlling.
Blood overflowed from the character's shoulder, and Wrath's character fell to the ground uncontrollably.
The inscription sequence that was left inside this humanoid energy body had taken effect … According to the game, Wrath's character's HP had been reduced to zero, and he had become a dead state!
"Damn it! Don't even think of using this method to imprison me! "
Wrath constantly used his energy branch to modify the inscription inside the amalgamation, but the effect was minimal.
At this moment, Wrath heard footsteps again.
That group of attacking characters was approaching. At this moment, Fury felt an emotion called despair growing in his heart.
The ironic thing was that these feelings of despair actually allowed it to … absorb some usable energy.
As long as the attackers fired a few more shots at it, it would completely disappear from this world.
But no …
The scenery in front of Wrath suddenly changed, and a sense of weightlessness swept over him. Because of this sudden sense of weightlessness, he lost his balance and fell to the ground. He looked around … The defending characters that had died before had all been resurrected.
These characters acted as if nothing had happened. They bought a brand new gun and quickly left.
"This round, we are the attacking side … Eh? Don't you want to buy a gun? "
The player who had been pestering him walked over again. Wrath understood what had happened based on the information he had reconstructed from his character's body.
His role was reborn.
Second round? Wrath looked at those "teammates" who had gone far away, and suddenly understood the rules of this space of consciousness.
He should have found a place to hide and then finish converting the energy in this character's body.
Wrath also thought so, but he had just let his character take a few steps when a bullet hit his body.
The enemy had already arrived behind him.
An inscription rifle appeared in Wrath's hand.
"This time, none of you will survive."
Wrath reloaded the inscription rifle in his hand. When he held the object made of the power of faith again, there was no longer the feeling of repulsion like before.
The messy voices in his mind all disappeared. Wrath was stunned at this moment. He had not finished converting the power of faith in his body.
Wrath raised his character's hand and summoned his body, which was the part of the Grey Fog.
In the end, what came out of its hand was not a gray mist, but a light gray mist that was slightly white, with a hint of gold in it.
…
Josiah pressed the M key on the keyboard and defected to the enemy's camp. Three rounds had passed. Wrath's incarnation had been killed by Josiah several times, but he still existed.
At the beginning of the third round, Shiratori told Josiah a … rather interesting piece of news.
That was, 'The messenger is gradually being assimilated by the World Tree.'
After Josiah defected to the attacker's camp, he found the character occupied by Wrath.
"Brother? Do you want to continue? "
Josiah turned to look at Noggs who was sitting beside him. This was already Noggs' fifth round of the game. He still seemed to believe that the inscription rifle in the game could eliminate Wrath.
After Josiah pointed out who Wrath was, Noggs stared at Wrath and killed …
Noggs had already learned how to use a sniper rifle. While Josiah was talking to him, Noggs accurately shot down Wrath's character.
"Why don't you continue?"
Noggs controlled his character and approached Wrath who had fallen to the ground.
"Uh … It's like this. It's gradually being eroded by the Power of Faith," Josiah explained.
"And then?" When Noggs came to Wrath's side, it was loudly cursing Noggs. It kept repeating that it would definitely kill Noggs in the next round.
"And then, it might gradually change from being the servant of the Outer World to … the servant of the World Tree."
Josiah kept squatting and standing next to Wrath's corpse.
Although Wrath still retained the memory of its past hatred, the composition of its body was more of the Power of Faith than the Grey Fog.
"You want me to let it go?" Noggs could see through Josiah's thoughts.
"This is Brother's prey … I can't decide. If you want to eliminate it, I can do it for you." Josiah wasn't very interested in this messenger.
"Do you have a way to imprison it?"
When Noggs was talking to Josiah, he didn't stop what he was doing. He even used the sniper rifle in his hand to kill an enemy.
"I think there shouldn't be a problem," Josiah said.
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