Volume 13: The Lights in the Sky Are All Enemies Chapter 22 You Should Tell Others’ Stories, Not Mine (Part 2)
A true hero kills enemies with his eyes, and Li Lin was no different this time.
There was nothing special about the holy light or ordinary realm, but now the direction of Li Lin's projection was leaning towards hell, and the golden traces of the attack trajectory would leave indelible marks in the air. Everyone could see the golden light cutting through the air and instantly hitting the vampire.
The vampire who was so arrogant at the beginning suddenly changed his expression when he saw the light, and almost instantly dragged a player who was just chatting in front of him. Time operation has always been the first choice for bullying. Before the player realized what was happening, he was covered by a golden light. Then he saw the simple and cruel words "You are dead" appear on his system announcement silently.
In the eyes of other players, the NPC boss and Li Lin looked at each other, and a player died inexplicably in the crowd. This fantasy scene made the players tremble.
"This damn vampire can also perform evil sacrifices. I'm afraid he can't beat the boss and wants to keep us alive..."
Seeing the atmosphere become deadlocked again, the players felt that something was not right.
The boss was PKing with a vampire, and suddenly a player died inexplicably? And that guy was still shouting in the private chat, swearing that the damn vampire dragged him over to block the gun. You can't just pretend you didn't hear this. Why does an NPC bring a meat shield when PKing with a player?
And the meat shield was not someone else, but themselves. Who among the players present had not done something sneaky? All of them failed the Holy Light audit. If someone didn't hit the Holy Flame, it would be fine, but if they did, they would die. So there was no need to be stubborn at this time, right? Except for a few enthusiastic onlookers who were ready to explain at any time, the other players were embarrassed and ran to the side, praying that they would not be seen.
But the person concerned didn't care about the players who ran away. The vampire wanted to make those players stand still, but seeing Li Lin's half-smile, he stopped for some reason and looked at Li Lin quietly. Although it seemed that Li Lin couldn't beat him, and there was no special sense of oppression, the vampire didn't dare to gamble. He always felt that this half-smiled man was staring at him and might launch a thunderbolt at any time. Compared with those dispensable players' meat shields, if they were hit hard by others because of their deformed movements, it would be a loss.
The scene was now very awkward. The vampire who had just been so arrogant was staring at the translucent avatar with a cautious look on his face. The demon who had just been advocating was hiding in a corner with beer and fried chicken, watching this annual drama with a group of players who were broadcasting live, without any intention of being a big boss.
After scanning the surroundings, the translucent avatar felt a disturbance around him. He subconsciously frowned and looked at the cautious vampire.
"Don't you think it's a bit too much to use other players' lives to protect you?"
"You immortal monsters can't die anyway, wouldn't it be nice to make a small contribution to my life?"
"It's time to teach you a lesson for being so arrogant and rude."
"But I don't think you can do it."
Looking at the rough edges and interfering signals that began to appear around the incarnation, the vampire showed a slightly smug expression.
"This is a blasphemous territory. The power of the Holy Light faction will be greatly suppressed. Even if you have great power, without the blessing of the gods and our protection, your light will not be able to penetrate so many obstacles. The Holy Flame can indeed burn everything, but what if there is nothing around?"
“…How strange.”
"ha?"
"Who told you that I am pure Holy Light?"
"That's hilarious. The head of the Undead Hall doesn't use Holy Light, but--"
Watching the light in the incarnation's hand gradually evolve into something, the vampire's mockery was choked back like an attack stuck in the throat.
It was a wave .
It looked like a pale light, but the vampire with the dynamic vision of a demigod could clearly see the essence of the light. It was an endless stream of monsters and maggots, those dirty and terrifying little things that were constantly evolving under the command of some will.
The outer layer was a group of squirming, fluorescent insects, and the inner layer was a group of trembling deformed internal organs and mouthparts. The insects had no fixed form, but only the instinct to devour each other madly and spread around with a buzzing sound. Looking at the holy light mark gradually flying towards him, the mysophobic vampire felt that the greatest fear of his life had come upon him, and even made him scream like a woman.
"No! No no no! Don't come over here! Don't give that thing to me! Get away! I beg you, take it away! Take it away from him!"
"No, this is a mark. He will serve as a brand to show me the location of my enemies."
"No, no! What the hell is this!!!"
What the fuck is this?!
Looking at the milky white holy light condensed by the densely packed countless insects and disgusting monsters, the vampire's scalp exploded directly, and he screamed subconsciously, trying to find a place to escape. But the surroundings have been shrouded by the blasphemous domain, and it takes some time to remove the domain.
He could only watch as those densely packed insects and monsters were constantly crushed in his palms, and were easily crushed into pieces by his fierce attacks and blood magic. However, he could feel that something like insect eggs were bred in those things that were actively crushed. Those invisible tiny insect nests merged into his blood and his body fluids, and joined his own circulation along with his precious blood.
Those things were not pure holy light, nor were they pure magic, but something in some conceptual sense. Tens of millions of pathogens and bacteria mixed with those invisible insects to form some dense insect nests, which were constantly irrigated into the blood. At this time, the extraordinary insight that the demigod could obtain was already a kind of fear and torture. The elegant vampire looked desperately at the milky white things that looked like wriggling maggots filling , but he had no way to completely remove it. He could only watch the wriggling insects gradually multiply and grow in his blood.
Densely packed, densely packed, wriggling, wriggling, wriggling, densely packed, densely packed, wriggling, wriggling, breeding, growing, breeding, growing, densely packed, wriggling, breeding, growing, breeding, growing, densely packed, densely packed
The vampire with mysophobia but a healthy mind finally fell into despair.
"No!!!!!!!!!"
"Is there another one? Never mind. Sallys is a bit exhausted from losing too much energy. I'll let you go this time."
Ignoring the screaming vampire, Li Lin looked at the big demon who had been hiding in the corner, smiled gently, and then waved to the players.
"If there is a chance, we can cooperate. If there is a chance, let's communicate more. It's actually quite fun here. Everyone is welcome to give up the dark and join the light. At that time, we may be able to exchange intelligence or something. Isn't that great? Goodbye then, see you on the next battlefield."
goodbye.
The translucent incarnation waved his hand, without even looking at the miserable vampire, turned around and stepped into the dark vortex.
The vortex caused by the spread of the flames was like the mouth of some terrifying monster. It suddenly burst into a huge mouthpart, swallowing Li Lin whole, and then slowly dived into the subspace. The oppressive feeling that permeated the surroundings gradually disappeared, leaving only a pile of ashes and a vampire kneeling on the ground, wailing in pain, and constantly tearing his skin.
“…”
But boss, you didn't tell me what your ID was until the end...
Looking at this scene that almost instantly destroyed the demons' morale, the players thought about this question quietly but did not dare to speak out.
