Chapter 434 Misfortune and Good Luck

Chapter 434 Misfortune and Good Luck

Chapter 434 Misfortune and Good Luck

"There are still three hours until the mission is completed!"

As time passed, the players on the altar felt the pressure increasing.

At this time, a ghost had fallen from each of the three stone pillars.

And around the altar, the number of monsters surrounding increased to more than ten.

None of these monsters are something they can defeat.

When they encounter these ghosts, the only thing they can do is run away.

There are so many of them surrounding them now, enough to kill them countless times.

If there were no protection from the altar, even if everyone had ten lives, it would not be enough to die.

All they can do now is keep praying.

At this moment, a foul-smelling wind blew over, making everyone's scalps numb and their muscles and bones seemed to go limp.

A thought popped into their minds: Oh no! Something bad is going to happen!
Ji Xing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw from the corner of his eye a dark shadow passing by at an extremely fast speed.

Looking over there, I saw that a player's head had been detached.

All that was left there was a headless corpse. Perhaps because the speed was too fast, the blood did not gush out until this moment.

A red-eyed crow stood on a stone pillar, with a fresh bloody head under its feathers.

The expression above did not show much fear, but rather a bit of confusion.

It was as if he was thinking about why his perspective suddenly flew up.

The bloody sacrifice has begun.

Other players also saw this horrifying scene.

Some of them screamed, some were so scared that their brains went blank, and some ran wildly on the altar, bumping around like headless flies.

"What, what should I do? What should I do now?"

"Didn't they say this place is safe? What the hell is going on?"

"Boss! Is there any other solution? You must have a solution!"

"I... am I going to die..."

"No! I don't want to die like this!"

"Help me! Help me! Help me!"

……

There is still so much time left until the mission is completed.

But the hunt for these monsters has already begun.

Just a few minutes later, the second dead player appeared.

At this rate, there's no way they'll survive until the end of the mission.

Ji Xing frowned, took quick steps, and quickly scanned the altar.

Good luck and bad luck are intertwined on the altar, forming a two-phase space field full of mysterious meaning.

Since bad luck and good luck exist at the same time, it means that there is actually a way out here.

But where is the way out?

He couldn't see it at all.

If players continue to die at this rate, everyone here will die.

Or will this sacrifice end once enough people die?
He couldn't understand the mystery and felt extremely powerless and helpless.

Looking at the other players who lost their composure, a hint of pity flashed in his eyes.

But then he became determined: "If only one person can survive, that person can only be me."

As long as it does not affect himself, he is willing to live with other players.

However, he was not noble enough to give up his life for other players.

At the critical moment, we cannot be soft-hearted!

He relied on his own abilities to move back and forth on the altar.

He kept chasing after the "good luck" that represented life, while silently watching bad luck fall on other players. What made him uneasy was that the frequency of those monsters' attacks became faster and faster.

The original interval of ten minutes was gradually shortened to less than five minutes.

Most of the players on the altar had died, and there were only five people left, including him.

Everyone is keeping their distance, staying as far away from other players as possible.

Because, just now, a player, for some unknown reason, sneak attacked another player.

It was severely injured, causing it to be killed by the monster.

Soon after, he himself was also attacked by ghosts and became the next unlucky person to die.

To prevent this from happening to you.

The players who originally gathered together for warmth began to keep their distance from each other.

If you are killed by a monster, you can say that you were targeted because of bad luck.

But if you are killed by a surprise attack from other players, it is not just a matter of luck. It is also your own fault for not being able to judge people and not being vigilant enough, which is even more frustrating.

it's your turn.

Jixing looked at one of the players, whose position was shrouded in misfortune.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will be the next one to die.

Among them, there was a monster that looked like black fog, rushing towards him with its fangs and claws bared.

This just confirms Jixing’s guess.

However, at this moment.

The misfortune that shrouded him quickly dissipated like ice and snow meeting boiling water.

A man and a large, elegant-looking weasel appeared out of nowhere.

The weasel looked around and screamed, "Oh my god! What is this place? Why are there so many ghosts?"

As an ultimate otaku who stays in the Dragon Locking Tower all year round and basically never comes out.

Seeing these messy things, I was so scared.

After all, he wasn't the type who was good at fighting.

If these guys don't follow the moral code of martial arts and attack him, he really has no good solution.

Now that things have come to this, it all depends on whether your thighs are strong enough.

He looked at Su Ming and whispered, "Boss, there are a lot of people on the other side, how about we break through?"

Subtext: Boss, if you run away, remember to take me with you!

However, the Grim Reaper's sickle appeared in Su Ming's hand.

With a slash, he slashed at the black fog monster rushing down.

Woo~Hoo~
With a shrill scream, the black fog monster was split into two halves.

A stream of green energy flowed along the handle of the sickle and into Su Ming's body, and was successfully refined by him.

After being split into two, the black fog monster did not die, but fled in two directions.

Su Ming had already prepared for this situation.

After swinging the sickle, he swung it down twice more.

The two black fog monsters were completely chopped into pieces, and the green energy enveloped the whole body, and the physical strength increased rapidly.

He looked at the ghosts around him as if they were looking at gift packs of the power of the green snake.

To those players, these ghosts are devils that take their lives, but to them, they are little angels that bring cultivation resources to their doorsteps.

What's even better is that due to the limitations of the altar, they couldn't rush in and attack in groups.

That way, they wouldn't pose any threat to him.

They can only come one by one, just like the gourd baby saving his grandfather, and they all give themselves up to death one by one.

When faced with this situation, most normal people would choose to run away, but these ghosts are not fully intelligent and do not have this option in their minds.

This also saves Su Ming the energy of chasing, he just needs to sit back and wait.

(End of this chapter)