Chapter 424: The Undead Attack (Part 3)
Pulling other people's souls into one's own spiritual (soul) realm, or actively breaking into other people's spiritual (soul) realm, this kind of battle within the spiritual realm of one party can usually only end when one party dies or loses control.
In the spiritual realm, a purely spiritual space, the soul is both powerful and extremely fragile; it can easily interfere with, pollute, and strangle others, and it can also be easily interfered with, polluted, and strangled by others.
In battles between spellcasters, spellcasters would often only release their mental power to construct a mental field, and fight in this "field" of the mental field, but would not rashly allow others to enter their soul field or themselves enter the field of others. The reason is this - spellcasters are a high-risk group who are exposed to sources of magical pollution for a long time, and they will be more easily affected if touched by the polluted parts of others' souls.
The White Robe High Priest is not a spellcaster.
His powerful mental and physical strength all come from the evil god's favored ones. He is extremely confident in his ability to resist external spiritual pollution and does not believe that the soul fire of the undead, which is as weak as an ant, can pose any threat to him.
Pulling more than a hundred soul flames into his spiritual realm, he discovered that the soul flames of these undead were dim and weaker than candlelight. The white-robed chief priest couldn't help but burst into laughter: "It turns out that the famous Tarantan undead are so insignificant in nature!"
The white-robed high priest, who was even more confident, immediately launched his killing move without mercy - shrinking his spiritual realm, making all-round "intimate contact" with the weak souls and fire of the undead, using the extremely strong pollution in his own soul that came from the nameless evil god as a weapon to completely destroy and strangle these hateful undead!
"Huh? Not offline?"
Miaobishenghua, who had lost his sense of touch after feeling the strange suction, was talking to himself in a strange way.
"Where is this place? Why can't I see anything? Why do I feel so light... huh?"
I had no idea that I was in someone's spiritual realm, and was still trying to understand the current situation. Suddenly, in my foggy vision, there appeared crazy flashing, unclear, multi-layered overlapping images.
Normally, if a soul is directly infected by the evil god's pollution source, the brain will be flooded with massive amounts of information, and it is possible to suffer from instant schizophrenia or even collapse on the spot.
But... the player's soul is not in this plane.
The only thing pulled into the spiritual realm by the White Robe High Priest is the player's soul projection attached to the spiritual imprint.
No matter how hard the white-robed high priest tried to "output" polluted information, it was just in vain throwing dirty water on the reflection in the mirror - it was impossible to pollute the player's body, and the player could only "see" some fragments of the visible picture at best.
Also, because the amount of polluted information from the evil god was too great and the players were not receiving it quickly, all the players could see were madly flashing mosaics ...
"——What the hell is this?" Feeling the evil god's pollution through the "mirror", the whole person was completely confused.
On the other side, the consciousness of the white-robed chief priest, who had the strongest presence and the largest size after materialization in the entire spiritual realm, suddenly felt something was wrong.
In his spiritual realm, the hundreds of dim and unclear soul fires of the dead souls, which were helplessly huddled together, were still very weak.
These soul fires, which are smaller than candle flames, not only passively accept the pollution he "outputs", but also "give back" pollution to him.
The amount of "feedback" was completely inconsistent with the size of these tiny soul flames that were so weak that they seemed to be about to disappear...
“W-What’s going on?!”
The main consciousness of the white-robed high priest gradually found it difficult to maintain its absolute dominant position in its own spiritual realm.
The weak soul fire of the undead that should have been crushed by him unilaterally was only passively exchanging minimal information when it came into contact with his soul; these fragments of information exchanged only by instinct, however, madly attacked his rational defenses like a violent storm.
Players do not know how to effectively attack each other during soul contact, and what they exchange with the White Robe High Priest are only fragments of memory that are more deeply impressed in their subconscious.
The problem is... for the people on Earth who are living in the age of information explosion, how many short-term memories are in their subconscious that they have unconsciously remembered? Even the players themselves probably can't tell clearly.
The massive amount of memory fragments that were beyond the white-robed high priest's ability to understand quickly broke through the white-robed high priest's rational defense line and rushed into the depths of the white-robed high priest's consciousness.
This time, it was the white-robed high priest who was forced to accept the baptism of the explosive information storm from another dimension—
A terrifying woman in a blue robe, with long black hair, a pale face, a pair of pure white eyes, and black blood flowing from her mouth, rushed over with a crazy howl... This fragment of memory came from a player who was scared by Aunt Mei in his childhood.
A pale little boy wearing only a pair of briefs, an evil ghost breaking through the quilt barrier, a fierce ghost crawling out of the well, zombies, the Black Mountain Old Demon, a tree lizard, aliens, zombies, the Pharaoh, a female ghost with painted skin... and other terrifying scenes are from players who love horror movies.
Global plague, burning mountains of corpses, celestial explosions, wandering earth, sinking continents, collapse of the sky and the earth, tsunamis and landslides, the end of the world, human extinction, survival in the wasteland... and other doomsday clips come from players who love disaster films and science fiction films.
The silent deep sea, underwater ruins, the upside-down sea and sky, the sinking of a giant ship, soft-bodied monsters with octopus legs, big eyeballs, spherical gods covered with eyeballs, indescribable outer gods, plane destruction, dimensional travel... all from players who are interested in games and movies with themes like "K-series".
Compared to the ancient god whose real name and nickname are unknown and worshipped by the white-robed high priest, the polluted information conveyed by these Tarantan undead is like the difference between a bathtub and a lake - a large lake in the process of flooding!
The confident high priest in white robes was instantly overwhelmed by the overwhelming wave of information, and his mental resistance, which he thought was reliable, collapsed.
“No, impossible! What on earth have these undead souls experienced?!”
Before long, the consciousness of the cult leader was completely overwhelmed by the terrifying flow of information. His spiritual will was pierced, and his soul broke into pieces and disintegrated.
The powerful mental power of a superhuman can interfere with reality. Conversely, when the soul of a superhuman is defeated, the mental scars will also be projected into reality - just like when a person's mind is infected and out of control, the body will also be deformed into a monster.
The memory fragments unconsciously exchanged by hundreds of players completely crushed the will and strangled the soul of the white-robed high priest. His body, trapped under the ruins, turned into dust and mist, just like his own soul, and dissipated silently.
The spiritual realm disappears, the players' soul projections are unrestricted, and they return to their respective imprints.
This purely spiritual battle, with more than a hundred people on one side, lasted less than thirty seconds...
Miaobishenghua got up from the ground and looked around in confusion: "Hey, am I fine again?"
"What's going on? Why did you all suddenly fall apart? " Yang Ying, who was helping Miaobishenghua clean up her body, saw her move again. While returning Miaobishenghua's legs, he asked curiously.
"I don't know. I just couldn't move and couldn't see anything." Miaobishenghua scratched his head and said, "Well... it's not that I can't see anything at all. I saw some messed up images in the middle. The resolution was very low and it seemed to be played at dozens of times the speed. It was inexplicable."
The player next to him who was also sorting out his own equipment said in surprise: "Huh? Everyone is the same? I thought I was the only one with a bug."
"Me too. I thought I was stuck and was about to log off and log back in." said another confused player.
"I'll go to the official website to complain later. I'm in the middle of killing a BOSS when this kind of bug occurs to me." He picked up the Divine Blessing Crystal again and said unhappily, "Oh, by the way, there's still a level 5 BOSS that we haven't found yet. Everyone, hurry up and look for it!"
More than a hundred players who encountered a "bug" and fell apart on the spot packed up their gear and started looking for the "level five BOSS" in the ruins with others as if nothing had happened.
This "level 5 BO SS"... naturally players can't find it.
Only found the boss's drops.
In the cracks of the ruins, the players found a "Perfect Seed of the Evil God (Legend)", more than 20 pure magic crystals, a purple-lettered top-grade robe, a pair of enchanted boots, and a beautifully decorated ring (actually a space ring) that could be exchanged for 3,000 territory reputation and several thousand copper coins when handed over to Lao Yang.
The players were stunned for a full ten seconds, looking at this huge drop.
"——We haven't even started to exert any strength yet and the boss has already fallen?" The man who was giving me medicine looked confused.
"There is such a ridiculous thing? A level 5 BOSS was crushed to death by a building collapsed by a level 4 BOSS's rampage?" Miaobishenghua looked dazed.
A group of players were thrown into disarray by the thunder.
"This is a bug, this must be a bug, what game planner would design a boss battle like this?!"
"Damn it, the battle ended before I even used any skills. There was no gaming experience at all!"
"Is this stupid game going to go bankrupt? It can even have such an outrageous bug?"
Despite all the complaints, these players were still very honest... They collected the dropped items and continued to search through the ruins...
When using identification skills to find the BOSS, players discovered that there were a lot of valuables hidden under the ruins. Although they could not experience the game, they definitely could not miss the loot.
As the players were excitedly searching for the spoils, in the depths of the valley, civilians awakened by the noise of the temple's collapse came over with torches, led by the few remaining men in black robes.
The bonfire on the flagstone square was still burning. The group of "holy servants" and "holy attendants" who stumbled over were all stunned when they saw the miserable state of the temple.
"What's going on?!"
“Oh my god, what happened??”
The players who were searching for loot in the ruins popped their heads out to take a look, and seeing a group of yellow-named NPCs approaching, they ignored them and continued to busy themselves.
When the players emerged, a group of "holy servants" and "holy attendants" discovered that the temple ruins were densely packed with undead spirits, and they retreated screaming and howling.
Retreating to the edge of the square on the other side of the temple, the "holy servants" and "holy attendants" saw in horror... dozens of black-robed believers who had been disarmed, tied up, and thrown to the ground.
This group of civilians immediately started crying for their parents... The temple collapsed, the believers were tied up, the holy religion was over, and they could no longer be holy servants!
The players couldn't understand what the NPCs were yelling about, and they were still in the mood to rant: "The atmosphere team only came after the whole thing was done. This BOSS battle is so stupid."
"Use your heart to create the scenes and your feet to complete the tasks. A crappy game will fail sooner or later."
"That's right, instead of doing a proper mission plot, they just made a bunch of boring pre-production to make people feel sick."
"Just throw some rice on the keyboard, and the chicken will know how to make a plot better than the planner!"
On the Barcelo River, Yang Qiu, who had not provoked anyone, had veins faintly appearing on his forehead.
When these players finished panning for gold in the ruins, N update prompts popped up on the task panel:
"Side quests have been updated."
"The Lonely Watcher"
"After a hard fight, you successfully eliminated the cult nest reported by the townspeople of Kata Town."
"These damned cultists may have the information that Zombie Frank needs. It's best to bring them all back."
"Deliver the cultists to Frank: 0/59"
"Side quest has been triggered."
"Protection of Civilians"
"You found many bewitched civilians in the cult's lair."
“I don’t know where these civilians came from. We cannot leave them alone in the wilderness. You need to find a way to protect these civilians before the Undead Chamber of Commerce sends people to take over this place.”
"Calm down and protect the 221 bewitched civilians until the Undead Chamber of Commerce comes to take over: 0/1"
"Warning: During the protection mission, for every injured civilian, all mission participants will lose 100 points of territory reputation; for every missing/dead civilian, all mission participants will lose 500 points of territory reputation."
Players: “???”
