Chapter 738 Rivalry
Tens of thousands of people came to the scene in person, and millions of netizens watched online. Huang Ying's jump touched the hearts of all players. No matter what the outcome, Huang Ying's name is destined to be remembered by everyone.
Without any hesitation, fall into the abyss!
“Damn it! Did he jump directly?!”
“That’s a corpse pit where 100,000 people were buried!”
"Will he fall to death?"
The heads of the major guilds also opened their eyes wide. They had made many arrangements to explore the passage, and they were very aware of the weirdness and horror of the passage.
Everyone moved forward and took out their cameras.
They want to record this legendary scene, but in fact the real legend has just begun.
“Bang!”
With his super physical fitness, unknown hidden profession, and top-notch mysterious equipment, Huang Ying's attributes have reached a perverted level. He borrowed strength from the passage wall several times and landed steadily on the 50-meter-deep passage. on the platform.
The lights of the players are still left here. This weak light was filled with the lives of tens of thousands of people.
Fifty meters is considered a safe area, but if you continue down, you will enter a real abyss.
Attention was drawn to everyone, who wanted to see clearly what kind of weapons and equipment Huang Ying would use, but after waiting for a moment, they only saw Huang Ying raising one of his arms.
“Nightmare!”
Black and red blood spots gushed out from the skin covered by the windbreaker. The incomplete dreams in the passage gathered and dispersed according to Huang Ying's will, and the nightmare turned into the stairs under his feet!
Huang Ying, who was tortured and killed by butterflies hundreds of times, possesses the A-level talent Nightmare. He was born in a nightmare, and he is the most terrifying ghost deep in the nightmare.
How to go down? Just step on the nightmare's head and go down.
Sixty meters, seventy meters, eighty meters...
The players outside the maze passage were stunned. They thought Huang Ying was not easy, but no one could have expected that Huang Ying It only took three minutes to reach the limit they once thought.
The eyes of the founder of Inevitable Truth were full of shock, and the boss of the Business Alliance was a little embarrassed: "He makes me look a bit stupid like this."
Guild leaders and player groups of all sizes were also staring at this time He looked at Huang Ying with different expressions.
Ninety meters, ninety-five meters, ninety-nine meters!
Stepping into the abyss, the limit in the minds of players seems to be just the starting point for him.
The ghosts roared on the wall, and the shadows in the darkness wailed in pain. Huang Ying, who transformed into a nightmare, ignored those terrifying existences. He had his own mission.
The hand hidden under the windbreaker took out an oil lamp. Different from the lamp of inevitable truth, what burned in his lamp was the corpse oil of the deep world, and what emerged was a cold and cold will-o'-the-wisp.
“What kind of equipment is that? I seem to have never seen it before?”
“I can’t tell the level. Huang Ying’s windbreaker is a special equipment that can block all detection. What does this person have on him? How many top treasures are there? "
The players outside the passage can't understand, and they won't understand that the reason why Huang Ying took out this lamp is not to illuminate the road, but just to allow them to see him.
Stepping down, Huang Ying became the first player to step into the 100-meter area. He could feel the chaotic nightmare fragments around him.
Coincidentally, the person who penetrated the passage and destroyed the shrine was Meng. Dreams are somewhat related to Huang Ying's ability. Even without the help of the Deep World Paradise, Huang Ying can go deep into the passage.
One hundred meters later, the frequency of ghosts and monsters appeared significantly faster. Huang Ying held his ghost lantern, like a traveler on the Styx, avoiding most ghosts and monsters, and walked all the way to the underground. rice.
There were more and more dead people and curses carved on the walls, but he felt a familiar feeling in his heart: "The deep world is coming."
In order to reduce his happiness, Han The non-card points turned Huang Ying's happiness value into a negative number, allowing him to experience the one-night tour package of the Deep World. Those memories have been imprinted in his bone marrow and cannot be erased for the rest of his life.
"Help... there are many people underground in the maze..." A dying voice came from the gap in the cliff. Huang Ying saw a living player woven into a cocoon.
"My name is Ah Chong, and I am a player of the Guild of Inevitable Truth... We entered the maze and met, met a ghost!"
The players in the cocoon used their last strength to ask for help, and Huang Ying also looked towards the passage. Deeper, a large number of players were embedded in the gaps in the wall. Their bodies were stained with curses, entangled with life chains, and covered with the saliva of a certain monster.
"Have a good rest, I will take you away."
Huang Ying held the soul lamp in one hand and took out a butcher knife from under his windbreaker with the other hand. The knife was incomplete and tattered , with the words "Evil Ghost Path" vaguely written on it.
Cut off the life lock, and when the will-o'-the-wisp approaches, the curse subsides.
Huang Ying waved his hands and gave away the precious props in the game that could quickly replenish physical strength and blood. He continued downwards without looking back.
The missing players were found one after another, and they came to 200 meters underground.
This place is no longer much different from the deep world. Nightmares are lingering, Yin Qi is sweeping, and the surroundings are filled with the atmosphere of despair.
"Don't go any further." A weak voice slowly reached Huang Ying's ears. Two hundred meters down the passage, there was a man with a neutral appearance lying inside the hanging coffin. , he was seriously injured, his neck was almost broken, and it seemed that he would not live long.
“Are you also the missing person who explored the maze in the park before?”
"Me? Of course..." The thin man in the hanging coffin suddenly bent his neck, tilted his head back, and stared at Huang Ying from a strange angle: "No more!"
A piercing scream sounded. , the ghost in the hanging coffin was slender and emitted an aura of disaster.
Huang Ying's reaction was also extremely quick. He dodged the opponent's attack from an incredible angle and slashed the slender ghost's belly with his knife.
Countless players outside the passage were staring closely at Huang Ying. The knife he slashed was the first knife the players swung at Li Gui.
With his belly cut open, Huang Ying was the first player to really hurt the ghost since the passage appeared.
"It turns out they are not invincible."
"What's the origin of that rusty knife?"
"No! Look at that ghost's belly!"
Some players had noticed something was wrong, and Huang Ying also realized the problem. After the lanky ghost's belly was cut open, a fat and ferocious short evil ghost emerged from its belly and pounced directly on Huang Ying.
“Seeking death?”
Quickly moving backwards, the evil ghost's sneak attack just missed the brim of Huang Ying's windbreaker, but Huang Ying's attack was extremely deadly.
Nightmares gathered on the broken butcher knife. The old butcher knife was sharpened by the nightmare, emitting a sharp cold light.
The blade easily penetrated the ghost's neck and nailed it to the hanging coffin.
As the coffin fell, the real terror in the passage was activated, and endless ghosts crawled out of the darkness. At this time, even the audience watching the live broadcast began to sweat for Huang Ying.
He is the top account. If he dies in the channel, all his efforts will be wiped out.
Faced with the unknown terror, Huang Ying did not retreat. He stood alone in the 200-meter-deep underground passage and held the butcher knife in his hand.
Using such a priceless top account as a bargaining chip, he will serve as a spear for all players, vowing to pierce the darkness and despair.
“In order to save people, he casually delivers rare drugs; when danger comes, he stands at the front without retreating and helps the injured gain time to retreat; when all the players are helpless, he enters the second level alone. A hundred meters abyss, Is this Huang Ying? Is this the number one player in "Perfect Life"?"
At this time, Huang Ying still didn't know what people thought about him. He put the soul lamp in his hand at his feet and held it free. That hand took out another butcher knife.
The killing show has officially begun.
A group of ghosts roared towards him, and Huang Ying seemed to be dancing wildly in the storm. As long as he was touched by the ghosts, he would definitely die. However, he relied on his super personal ability and hundreds of millions of points of luck to avoid all attacks.
The battle looked thrilling, and the players outside the passage did not expect that in a game that focuses on healing and leisure, Huang Ying could have such a powerful combat power.
In all aspects, he is well-deserved to be number one.
Ghosts cried and wolves howled, and the torn remnants of their souls fell like dead leaves. Not only did Huang Ying not escape, he was also prepared to continue downwards.
When he was preparing to enter the area 200 meters away under pressure, all the ghosts and monsters in the passage suddenly began to panic and flee. A terrifying soul-calling song sounded, and a huge black evil ghost over five meters in size emerged from the abyss. Climb out.
"What a sin?"
Even though he was mentally prepared, Huang Ying's legs still weakened. He grabbed the gap in the wall of the passage and concentrated.
The monster in front of you is different from those ghosts. If you are not careful, you will really die.
The appearance of the great evil solidified the Yin Qi in the passage, and the thick aura of ominousness and disaster surged up like a wave, directly causing all kinds of negative emotions to flow out of the passage.
Players also intuitively felt the horror of the deep world for the first time. Just one big evil can bring unimaginable despair and disaster.
Taking a deep breath, Huang Ying smashed the soul lamp next to him. The will-o'-the-wisp burned among the nightmare fragments. Then he took out a large number of rare props from the inventory and kept trying them against the evil.
The will-o'-the-wisp lingers around Da Ni and cannot cause any harm to it. Da Ni, dormant in the darkness, doesn't understand what Huang Ying is doing. It just feels that the will-o'-the-wisp contains a familiar aura. Han Fei It was told never to harm anyone who exuded such aura.
It was extremely entangled in its heart, and its instinct drove it to kill the flashy man in front of it, but its remaining reason kept it restrained.
If it was the great evil before entering Fu Sheng's shrine, it might have rushed out by now, but in Fu Sheng's memory shrine, the great evil has also merged with other things. Now it needs to be cultivated with the dream The monster is no longer the same.
A painful cry came out of his mouth, and the contradictory evil stayed in place and attacked his body. It was extremely violent and crazy, and was gradually getting out of control.
Huang Ying looked at Da Nie with fear and fear, but to the players outside the passage, this scene looked more like Huang Ying trapped Da Nie.
The more the monster struggles and crazily, the more powerful Huang Ying is.
"Normally speaking, shouldn't the great evil be guarding the deep world? How come it ran out before I arrived?" Huang Ying felt that he should retreat, but the real drama of this scene was The protagonist has not yet appeared.
Seeing Da Ni’s sanity being exhausted, the soul-calling singing in the passage suddenly became louder.
“He’s coming?”
All the ghosts on the wall turned around, as if they dared not look directly at the figure.
In the dark world, despair began to boil, huge waves of hatred emerged, and in the center of those extreme horrors, stood a man wearing a beast-face mask.
There are ninety-nine bloody scars engraved on his body. Although the ferocious mask covers his cheeks, his eyes are unforgettable to anyone who has seen them!
It is deep and cold, but the reason is immersed in hysterical madness, like a burning flame deep in the ice sea! (End of this chapter)