Chapter 170: Sacrifice ceremony of the first players

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The virtual game "World", the third main city.

The sky was gloomy, and since the commanders of the first, second, and third

teams left the third main city, it seemed that some strange changes had taken

place in this city.

The commander of the fourth team was sitting in his house, making a cup of

fragrant green tea, gurgling, drinking in his mouth and feeling refreshed, as

if he was more conscious.

On the opposite side of the house, in the old house a hundred far away, a

player sits on the balcony and poses a stone board game made by himself with

another player, one by one underground.

It looks like a stick, but in fact the hearts of the two players are not on

the chess game, but instead focus on the commanders of the four teams.

The two chess players looked at each other, and the flash of enthusiasm under

their eyes heralded their extraordinary.

Around them, there were also secretly arranged eyeliners to stare at the

commanders of other teams.

It is precisely because of their stalking that certain enthusiastic players

have the courage to hold a round of sacrifices in the city.

After all, the space-time stone powder has already been collected, even if it

is very rare and difficult to collect, but as long as enough players are

collected and everyone contributes a little, the minimum demand for a round

can be reached.

At this time, the commanders of the four teams who were drinking tea suddenly

felt the horror in the soul, as if some weird thing was being born in this

city.

No, using the word birth is not accurate enough, and using the word descent is

more in line with his inner feeling.

"what happened?"

"What happened?"

The fourth commander got up and looked to the sky.

The sky was already gloomy, but at this moment it was completely dark, as if

something terrifying was coming.

But he couldn't see where that thing was, he just felt cold all over, very

uncomfortable.

"You are affected by unknown existence!"

"Negative State: Fear"

Two lines of game system text appeared, and the commander was stunned, his

brain couldn't react.

What happened?

He quickly opened the team chat box and typed to ask his teammates.

"do not know."

"It may be a new mission."

The teammates swiped their screens, and the news of the chess duo was

displayed first.

The commander frowned, this feeling was very weird, and his bad premonition

became stronger and stronger, and it vaguely felt that something had happened.

He looked in the direction of the edge of the third main city. For some

reason, he felt that that direction was the most terrifying, and it was very

depressing just to look at it.

But the commander didn't know what he was afraid of, obviously there was

nothing there.

In the distance, the chess duo dared not look in the direction of that side.

They knew what was going on there, but they would never look.

The two continued to play chess, and then secretly looked at their teammates,

thoughtfully and scheming.

The third main city, in a small wooden house on the edge.

The mottled wooden wall was stained with blood, and the old cane climbed up

the wood and curled around the pillars, adding a weird atmosphere to this

small house.

The house is not big, it feels like only 20 square meters.

At the moment Kemon consciousness descended, the bright yellow flames in the

room trembled, turning into a green look, and the light also brightened a bit.

The eight people surrounded the basin in eight directions, and the shadows

behind them were illuminated by candle flames. The shadows stretched to the

wall.

Looking down at them from the ceiling, it was like seeing eight slender and

pointed tentacles extending to the wall.

They were wearing black robes and masks, and could not see the evil god, but

through the strange feeling from their bodies, they knew that the evil **

had come.

"Cute Rabbit" is one of the female players who felt the most deeply. She stood

in place, subconsciously clamped her two short legs, her breathing gradually

became heavy, and her face flushed.

If it hadn't been for a mask to cover her face, she might want to find a place

to get in and never see people.

However, all this is for the great Cthulhu.

Then, "Rabbit Cute Food" trembling voice called: "Great... Cthulhu... We

are..."

Poor girl, because of President Ke's arrival, her speech was unsteady.

There is not only the influence of the evil god, but also the influence of

another factor.

No matter what the factor is, the "cute rabbit food" has already started, and

other believers dare not speak out, so they can only squeeze their mouths and

listen to the "cute rabbit food" praying.

Kemeng listened with interest to the prayers of the first batch of player

believers, which was very interesting.

Among so many ardent followers and fans, this group of human beings is the

most outstanding, and it is impossible to read a prayer.

Fortunately, Kemeng is not a moody killer, and patiently listens to the

prayers of Lori's "cute rabbit".

After listening for a while, Kemeng understood the players' demands for the

ball.

Players dare not ask for too strong power, for fear that they cannot accept

that power.

If Cthulhu could give a little help, they would be grateful.

If not, the great Cthulhu can ignore their request.

After all, "Rabbit Cute Food" took out a crystal flask-shaped bottle from his

arms, which was filled with transparent liquid, and a few green mint leaves

sunk on the bottom of the bottle.

Those green mint leaves are not ordinary leaves. Green bubbles are constantly

emerging from the surface, but after the bubbles are automatically burst, the

color of the bottle's liquid is not stained green.

"This is a huge amount of peppermint recovery potion. The taste is random. You

can never finish it. I hope you like it." "Cute Rabbit" carefully handed over

the bottle, moved his legs, and planned to walk to the water basin and put the

bottle. Put it in the basin, but just after taking a step, the throat almost

screamed and the legs clamped.

She bit her lip, kept herself silent, and put the bottle in the basin with

difficulty.

A gray mist emerged on the surface of the basin, covering the surface of the

basin, and the potion bottle seemed to have traveled across the plane of

another world.

After accepting the offering that didn't look very special, Kemon began to

wonder how to issue rewards.

A little help?

To be honest, ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Kemeng is a powerful skill, it is difficult

to say.

Wait, the random gain magic seems to be very good.

Random gain magic has a certain point. As long as you encounter negative state

magic, you will basically die miserably, or just live miserable.

But the opponent is a player, not something like an NPC.

If they die, the player will be resurrected directly in the city.

Of course, there may be other unexpected situations, but for the specifics,

you must use experiments to get the true knowledge.

After thinking about it, Kemon backhanded a group of random buffs and applied

magic to the past, so that the fanatics "cute rabbits" can see the prompt text

of his game system and quickly swipe the screen.

"You have obtained the temporary passive passive for the sword!"

"Your normal attack damage has been converted into magic crit damage!"