"Expedited delivery. It should be here by tomorrow."
In the time that Xu Zhi went out to shop at the supermarket in the county town, a mere two hours had passed, but it was already equivalent to about eight years.
Now, most of the incompetent ones had been eliminated, leaving only about twenty people.
Moreover, in these eight years, the murderous demons of the thirteen roundtable conferences had also been completely exposed.
"Bell at the top of the food chain."
"One Sword Turtle Breath."
"Nameless Dragon."
… …
The seven red-named IDs were condemned by the crowd, and they were crazily cursing.
"So there were actually seven people secretly killing people!"
"It's too tragic! Only two of the remaining six muscular players were left by the seven of them. Only the big bosses' Xue Bai Xue 'and' Qiu Ming Shan Che Si 'are still struggling at death's door. "
… …
Countless people were discussing.
"Although these two muscular players are awesome and managed to escape, the rest of the normal organ players also made quite a few dark horses."
"The most annoying thing is that before they were caught, they were still copying books, music, and brewing. This led to the rotten pub culture in the Sorcerer World. Now, many pubs are popping up, playing music, drinking ale, and listening to bards talking about 'Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone'! (Scary) "
"The importance of copyright! They were infringing on other authors' copyrights, copying music and books everywhere, and in the end, they were arrested by red-named players! (Funny) "
"Even a plagiarist would have such a day! (Gritting teeth) "
… …
Countless people were quite excited.
Although they couldn't beat them, it was like a vacation for one or two years, and they were satisfied. They promoted the poor spiritual civilization of the Sorcerer World, and entertained the lives of ordinary people in the other world. It was really wonderful, and they felt a great sense of achievement.
"Two hours have passed, and finally, most of them have been eliminated. There are only about twenty people left." Xu Zhi carried the rice bag and put it down in the kitchen. "Eight years, these people really know how to hide and seek. There are more than I expected."
Chen Xi had also logged out of the game long ago.
Just as Xu Zhi had guessed, he was found after staying there for more than three months.
At that time, as the wizard with hair, she used her spiritual force to control other people. She hid in the wizard's hair and was telling a story. In the wizard bar, she told the story of the 27th chapter of the Journey to the West, "The Corpse Demon Tricked Tang Xuanzang Three Times, and the Holy Monk Hated the Monkey King." It was the wonderful story of the three battles against the White Bone Demon. Countless businessmen and craftsmen cheered and tried their best to reward her.
In the end, a terrifying beast attacked the bar and forced her to log out of the game. She had just called Xu Zhi to complain, and Xu Zhi comforted her, saying that it was a three-month trip to another world.
At this moment, eight years had passed, and the seven muscular players were basically all Rank 3 Sorcerers. Three of them were even Rank 4 Sorcerers.
Xu Zhi frowned slightly. "So scary? Back then, Li Jiangjiang only became a rank 4 Magus in his 20th year. "
The sub-brain whispered, "Behind them, they have their own research institute to provide the best response plan. As muscle players, they control the various parts they have collected, developing all kinds of special abilities."
"Oh?" Xu Zhi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became interested. He leisurely sat on the chair and silently called up the image.
In a forest.
Rumble!
The earth was shaking.
A huge twisted and stitched beast more than seventy meters tall was trampling on a giant green tree.
Its body was covered with countless pieces of rotten meat from the beast's limbs, pieced together by the muscles. It was like the Loathsome Beast of Western legends that emitted a foul smell. With a meat hook in one hand and a sickle in the other, it revealed a ferocious bloody smile.
"Damn it, I hid for so long, but I was still found by the red-named players. It's the most terrifying Bale!"
In front of him, a giant beast that looked like countless white bones hung on it like armor was frantically running away, its voice filled with fear. "Butcher Bale, known as the man at the top of the food chain in another world! He eats all kinds of beasts and fuses all kinds of beasts into his body. "
Bale was already one of the notorious evil gods of Cthulhu. The witches called him Nyarlathotep, the "Creeping Chaos."
"Want to leave?"
Bale sneered, and the huge rotten and clumsy stitched body suddenly swung the meat hook.
Huala.
A bone hook stained with horrifying fresh blood, along with a straight bright red muscle chain, was thrown out more than ten meters away.
Pa!
The giant beast that was covered in bones was quickly hooked back. The giant beast struggled with all its might, trying to escape.
"Rot."
He laughed.
Instantly, the countless piles of rotten meat on his body emitted a large amount of acid mist, forming a terrifying mental power that corroded the body of the giant bone beast, quickly making it unable to move.
"Dismember."
He lowered his head, waved the sickle in his other hand, and quickly dismembered the skeletal giant beast, turning it into pieces of meat. He fiercely bit down and chewed. "Hmm, the taste is not bad. The protein is eight times that of beef."
Crack.
Suddenly, the sky flashed with lightning.
With the sound of thunder, the entire body of the Loathsome Beast was instantly dismembered, charred black.
A legendary wizard descended from the sky, looking at the body of the Loathsome Beast, "Damn it! Is he alive or dead? "
Somewhere underground, a bright red muscle that looked like an earthworm showed a hint of a sneer, "Fortunately, I am not far away from controlling my tribe, but I have already gotten the thing, and killed another one, it is time to go, wait for me to come back for revenge … The day when the three great witch kingdoms rule you all, will not be too far away."
…
On the other side.
"Why don't you let me go the individual sword style? I am clearly a traditional swordsman. " Yamada cursed. He was also a small-sized giant beast. He carried a huge bag of animal skin on his back. "Those damned research institute members. The research route is to create some portable graveyard. It's not interesting at all."
At this time, suddenly a wave came from afar.
"Damn it, I am surrounded again." He cursed and suddenly put down the animal skin bag on his back, it was a large pile of bright red meat.
"Tombstone."
Then, the meat began to wriggle, gradually piled up, and turned into a three-meter tall black tombstone.
The flesh and blood tombstone was like a huge nest, the flesh and blood wriggled, and sarcomas fell from the ground, turning into creatures the size of puppies, ghouls walked out.
"Plunder, provide a large amount of nutrients for the big tombstone to produce! Produce more of your kind. "
"Reproduction is art."
Whoosh!
In a short time, the whole forest was covered by the dark sky, countless puppy-like creatures swept everywhere, turning the whole land into a dead land in the depths of hell, plants, giant beasts, died one after another, and were dragged back to the graveyard as nutrients.
In less than half a day, strange-looking zombie beasts in the big tombstone, controlled by the muscles in their bodies, walked out step by step, filled the whole mountain range, and rushed toward the witches who stepped into the forest.
The expressions of the witches from various academies and religions changed dramatically. "It's the giant beast zombie army again. Although it's not the strongest, it's one of the most disgusting evil gods of Cthulhu. It's called Shub-Niggurath, the Black Goat of the Forest who gave birth to millions of descendants."
They silently looked up at the towering black tombstone piled up by countless corpses, like a dark towering mountain from hell.
"These monsters are formed by the scattered organs of the evil god of Cthulhu, this monster can reproduce so well, giving birth to thousands of kinds of offspring, and always saying that 'reproduction is art' … Could it be a terrifying demonic creature that was scattered and evolved from that local organization …" Their throats were dry, and an unknown fear flashed through their minds.
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