The process of killing Makin is easy.

Since the emotional value has accumulated 500, Su Mingan used a "judgment" to Luo Yi, the guide who was guarding the door.

The activation distance of this skill was too far. Before Luo Yi could see Su Mingan, he was judged and froze in place like a loss of his soul. Xiboer went straight into the house and approached Markin.

Xiboer's shot did not kill Majin. Her attack power was pitifully low, but before Marjin could counterattack, Su Mingan arrived. His trial made Majin stunned for about two seconds, much shorter than Luo Yi. I wonder if she had props to resist control.

...This "judgment" skill is indeed very strong. After all, my professional skills are level 20. If the skills you obtain are not strong, there is really no need to play.

After Markin died, he dropped a piece of equipment. The attributes were good, but...

...

【Luo Yihang's skirt (blue level): "To my lover, Markin."

Physical Defense: 5

Mental Defense: 30

Equipment Requirements: None

Special skill (Luohe): Each time you are hit, you will reduce damage by 30 points. When casting, you will reduce the skill accumulation time by 0.5 seconds.

Note: Luo Yihang, who volunteered to become a forging player and forging equipment for his lover Marjin, sold her long skirt. It condensed his deep love and hard work for his lover.]

...

【Combat Power: 2400+10】

...

Su Mingan's lower equipment is still a blue-level "Sophia Palace Long Dress". The additional skill is to bless 10% of the spiritual skill effect. But this skill is useless, and neither space vibration nor annihilation belongs to the spiritual skill.

The "Luo River" skill of Luo Yihang's skirt can reduce the 0.5-second reading time of the vibration of the power-causing space, which is helpful to this stage.

But...why is it another skirt...?

Su Mingan's face was a little dark, but he dragged it into the equipment bar. There were one or two. Anyway, he pretended not to be really worn on his skirt.

He left the wooden house.

A gust of wind moved.

In the center of the blood-red vision, corn grows very well extends far. From here, you can vaguely see the three-story steam processing plant, the sealed door on the left, and the flat farmland on the right that does not block the view.

"Since you have already started, I suggest you reduce the number of employees." Xibir followed up and said.

"Why?"

"The eighty-ninth guide, 'painter' Li Yujie." Xiboer said: "Her ability is to use a pen to temporarily draw and draw something that can be driven by her. And to use a pen to draw the altar. If she links her brush and the drawing brush, then the strength bonus you get may not be the best."

"...You are really familiar with them." Su Mingan said.

Even if the others were not even recognized by Xiboer, Xiboer clearly recognized the abilities of the other ninety-nine people. Whether it was appearance, personality, identity, or ability, she was like an encyclopedia, and even took out her family's wealth.

"I said it." Xiboer pointed to her head: "I can predict. Although it is only passive, it is not difficult to know these things."

She took a step first and walked towards the farmland on the right.

Sweet potatoes and potatoes are planted in the farmland, which do not block your sight. As long as you search in the direction of the altar, you will always find people.

...

"I'm super!"

A loud national curse sounded.

Wang Chaoze, who was carrying a big sword, with an ugly expression on his face. He was stained with corn kernels and unknown liquid. The liquid was drawn and looked particularly disgusting. It slid down between his fingers and fell into the pig trough below.

The pigs sleeping next to them were awakened by their movements, and they thought someone was coming to feed them, and they squeezed them in front of the fence one by one.

There was a foul smell in the air, which was a pungent foul smell that almost made Wang Chaoze spit it out.

"Wori, those audiences are going to make us laugh to death now." Wang Chaoze was almost urged by the pig, and immediately took a few steps back, shook his hand, with a very disgusting expression: "...Hey, don't tell me who you have started the live broadcast."

Next to him, Margaret, who was holding a feather fan and wearing a Western European feather skirt, felt very uncomfortable.

"I didn't open it." She blocked her face with the red fan on her hand, and forced herself to resist the stench of the pigpen at the tip of her nose. Her face was so white that it was smoked.

Their group was born next to the pig farm on the farm. After Margaret used the [Tracking Eye] to see through the other people's locations, they gathered... Considering the urgency of time, they were forced to enter the pig farm to find paintbrushes and blood.

"Tong Anan, you didn't start the live broadcast, right?" Margaret turned her head and looked at a girl who was shorter.

Although she could not tolerate this kind of environment, this scene must not be seen by the audience. They ran to the pigpen to dig things, and were still frightened... This is too embarrassing. They can be on the forum's "Players on the List Embarrassing" section in minutes.

I don’t know what’s going on with this pigpen. It’s so stinking that it’s just torture people on purpose. I don’t know if it’s the bad taste of the game.

Tong Anan raised her head and showed her dull eyes. She was a mute girl, who usually communicated with others in ventriloquy. When she saw Margaret's eyes, she showed a strange smile.

[Opened.] She showed her white teeth and smiled happily: [I believe that in the near future, you will be able to see your wonderful figures on the forum.]

"I'm so fucked..." Wang Chaoze exuded a fragrant smell. At this moment, he felt like the sky was hit by lightning.

But when he thought that millions of people might be looking at this side, he suppressed his anger. He knew that the number one player involved in this game, and the attention was not the same as that of every day, and any of his behavior would be infinitely magnified.

"Wang Chaoze, don't stop doing it, you still have to kill pigs and get pig blood." Margaret pointed to the dirty fat pig next to him: "We don't have any other blood on our bodies, unless you want to use human blood to draw the altar... I think a man like you who has been educated in ancient martial arts should not let Tong Anan and me kill pigs."

There was a little sarcastic in her voice, but Wang Chaoze, who was almost fainted, could not hear it at all.

"I really want to kill a few NPCs to draw the altar." Wang Chaoze was speechless.

"Not yet." Margaret reminded: "There is too much trouble for the killing. We don't know if there are any protective measures on those NPCs. If something is triggered, it may attract the first player. When you kill pigs, you are more neat when you kill pigs. I believe that with your ability, it is not difficult to kill pigs with one sword."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help laughing. She was obviously in a high-pressure environment where the number one player was hunted down, but her san value was not high, but her mentality was pretty good.

"I'm really... I'm really a boss rabbit..." Wang Chaoze's face was full of dark lines, and he didn't know what to say.

After hesitating on the spot for a moment, he still pulled out the sword behind him.

...His natal weapon, regarded as "Huashan" as life, is actually used to kill pigs... This is really the biggest insult he has suffered since the beginning of the world game... Even if humans become players, he has never felt so shameful.

Looking at the pig with black mud all over his body, he coughed a few times and was forced to approach the pigpen. When he raised his sword, he wrote resistance all over his body.

"When I meet that number one player, I must ask him for advice..." Wang Chaoze coughed: "Of course, it must be after the eight altars were painted."

Margaret almost rolled her eyes. This man was so shameless that he was unconcealed.

"Hurry up, I don't want to stay here for a moment..." she said.

【etc.】

Suddenly, a somewhat dull sound suddenly sounded, which was Tong An'an's voice.

"Tong Anan, what did you say?" Margaret looked at her.

【…】

Tong Anan looked up and looked outside the pig farm. Her expression was a little solemn.

The pig farm is an indoor environment, surrounded by mud walls of different heights. From the windows of the high walls, you can vaguely see a blood-red outdoor. Swinging green leaves, bundles of straw, and good-growing apple trees... It looks like everything is very quiet... It is so quiet that it is so strange.

"…Wait." At this time, Wang Chaoze also discovered something was wrong.

"My grass, my [mind perception] is bright, I won't play anymore!"

His face, which had a smile on his face, disappeared in an instant, and he entered a state of preparation for battle. He immediately squatted down on the spot, wishing to hide in the herd of pigs.

When Margaret heard this, her face turned pale in an instant.

...

[(Responsive Perception): When the player has a ghost of the Nine Gods within ten meters, he will receive a warning.]

...

That horror guy who was added 500%... is approaching them!

"!"

Margaret was so scared that she sat on the ground. As her butt cooled, she felt something sticky. Maybe the pig manure was stained with her skirt, but she didn't care at all, and even wanted to get into the black mud.

...One person died just now, and the first player was moving too fast!

The three guides next to them ran away immediately and hid in every corner of the pig farm. Some even opened the cabinet without any instruction and hid in.

"Bang!"

A harsh explosion sounded, and I wonder if it was the sound of the mud wall falling next to me.

Margaret, huddled in the corner, her whole body hidden under the low wall, her eyes were filled with fear.

She didn't know why she was so afraid. She obviously did not have too much fear as a player on the list. But at this moment, she felt like a predator met a predator, with a natural fear. It seemed that if she didn't hide, run, or hide, she would be inhumanely tortured.

An invisible pressure gradually came up, and she felt her breathing more and more rapid and her heartbeat was getting faster and faster... This was a fear that was not controlled by her, as if the physiological tissues in her body were shrinking violently, controlling her fear being continuously amplified.

She heard a faint murmur, as if an evil god was whispering in her ear, telling her the idea of ​​deviating from human nature.

She gritted her teeth, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and her legs and feet began to become weak.

…Escape! Or…Hide!

It is difficult for her to control this kind of thought, and it takes great courage to restrain this fear.

Opposite her, Wang Chaoze hid directly in the pigs and danced with the pigs.
To be continued...