thefictionvixens Chapter 107: The Strongest 55 in the Horror Game
Chapter 107: The Strongest 55 in the Horror Game
With a suitable weapon, Wang Zi turned into a human meat grinder and killed ten evil spirits with one stroke.
The secret room was divided into two groups: one was Wang Zi's workshop group, and the other was the other five people's fighting group.
Wang Zi became more and more courageous as the battle went on.
"Synthesis failed!"
After the two long-handled sickles in his hands turned to ashes, Liu Yan roared silently.
But he immediately perked up and looked at the prop that had just been knocked down by Wang Zi.
Liu Yan was about to reach out to take it, but someone got there first.
A hand quietly reached out and grabbed the prop.
Liu Yan glared at the owner of the hand and shouted, "You thief! This is ours!"
The man shamelessly pretended not to hear anything and turned around and ran away. Liu Yan was not convinced and immediately rushed up and kicked the man.
The man felt pain in his calf and fell to his knees.
Liu Yan snorted coldly and walked forward, bent down to pick up the props that fell on the ground, and looked at the man: "What are you looking at?!"
He grinned, showing his two small fangs, and threatened:
"If you look at me again, I'll bite you to death!"
Facing the man's resentful and timid gaze, Liu Yan returned to her original position with the trophy.
However, because Wang Zi fought so fiercely and killed so many people, the props here fell one after another, attracting many people's attention.
Liu Yan asked Lu Mao to be responsible for the synthesis, while she herself was synthesizing while being on guard against them.
Although he is not as powerful as Wang Zi, he is still a five-star player with pretty good skills, which is more than enough for him to deal with these people.
It is inevitable that there will be some minor scratches on the hands, but they are minor matters.
As they fought, combined and drove people away, about twenty minutes passed quickly.
The level of ghosts has reached that of evil spirits.
As for Liu Yan and Lu Mao, they are still working hard to synthesize advanced props.
"Synthesis failed!"
However, the probability of synthesis is still very low.
A scythe requires at least 20 scimitars. Similarly, advanced props also require 20 scythes. So far, we don’t know what the advanced props look like.
The rules of this game are too torturous.
Liu Yan let out a few long breaths and continued to synthesize without stopping.
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"Synthesis failed!"
"Synthesis failed!"
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"You come to steal again? Take this punch from me!"
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"Synthesis failed!"
"Synthesis failed!"
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"? Why is it you again? Try stealing again?! I'll tear your head off!"
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"Synthesis failed!"
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"Are you done yet? I'm sending you to see your great-grandmother today!"
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Exhausted, Liu Yan loosened the man's collar.
He glared at her again and again, and finally just snorted coldly and left.
As soon as they turned around, they saw Lu Mao suddenly flash with purple light, and a dark red iron chain sickle suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.
Lu Mao shouted in surprise: "Success!"
Liu Yan felt that all the fatigue in her body disappeared without a trace and she hurried over.
"Great!"
Wang Zi, who was standing by, turned around when he heard the noise. The long-handled sickle in his hand was almost worn out by him.
After he killed the last evil spirit, he threw away the waste in his hand, walked over and picked it up.
Under the expectant eyes of Liu Yan and Lu Mao, he gripped the chain tightly and swung the sickle at one end.
Well, the red murderous aura was released instantly, and there were sounds of iron chains and knives cutting through the air.
The young man smiled, "Not bad."
I saw the slender white hand move slightly, and the sickle instantly cut off the head of the evil ghost. The aftershocks affected the ghosts behind him, and they fell down instantly.
With the distance that can be extended and retracted at will, all the ghosts in every corner of the secret room become Wang Zi's prey.
Looking at the young man's youthful figure, the two of them suddenly felt a sense of pride and continued to synthesize the props tirelessly.
The ghost in the secret room was also promoted from an evil ghost to a ghost general.
The level of dropped items also increases accordingly.