Horror Game: Sleeping during Live Broadcast at the Beginning

I don't know if it smelled blood or what.

There was some noise outside, often accompanied by the screams of a woman.

The harsh scream sounded a little frightening.

The man quietly hid in the doorway, raised his skull hammer high and prepared to come and wait for the rabbit.

I always feel that this word is inexplicably familiar.

The noisy voice suddenly disappeared when it came to the door.

It seems that the thing has the same intention as it, and the man's brain makes up for the image of a monster guarding the door and grinning.

"Squeak—" The

rusty iron door suddenly opened a crack.

The man suddenly held his breath and tightened the hammer in his hand.

A somewhat strange dark shadow peeked out from outside the door, looking like some kind of strange combination of spider and human.

"Aaaaa

I saw a spider humanoid monster with long black hair instantly appear in the room.

"Teleport?!" This

is the first time the man has encountered this situation.

Can teleport monsters....

But he did not hesitate in the slightest, picked up the hammer and smashed it.

The best way to face fear is to crush it completely with thunder!

When she saw the man, Laura was briefly stunned.

However

, in this short moment, the cold skull crushing hammer completely shattered its head.

After all the observations, not a single monster has survived the shattered skull.

The headless corpse on the ground was no exception, convulsing a few times and suddenly bursting into flames.

The shrill screams grew weaker and weaker, and eventually drowned in the fire completely.

"The monsters here don't seem to have any reason..." After

encountering two monsters in a row, neither of them looked like a species with intelligence.

This does not help men to retrieve their memories in any way.

He closed his eyes and sank down, finding that familiar feeling again.

Sure enough....

Here he was able to do whatever he wanted, even more clearly than the previous places.

It was as if it had all been constructed from his head.

Soon he found a huge brain suspended in the air.

The man's mind moved, and he came to his mind.

A man in a hooded trench coat slowly walked out, looking at him for a long time but did not speak.

The man's face had burn marks and looked somewhat ugly and hideous.

But his eyes shone slightly.

This new guy obviously has some intelligence, the man looked at the brain suspended in the air and asked: "Who is this exaggerated brain?" The man in the

hooded trench coat moved his eyes slightly: "Now it's yours, it used to be mine..."

Could it be that because of this, his memory was lost?"

There are two sides to good and bad, and although you will be trapped in a glass jar forever, in this world you have almost god-like powers!"

The world is imagined by this brain?" Although

it is a little sensational, it encounters all kinds of strange and bizarre events along the way.

Men have long been used to it.

"It is worthy of being the one who replaced me, although it is not absolutely accurate, but the world was born because of this brain.

"Can you get my brain back and you continue to be a god here?"

He wondered if he could recover his lost memories.

If that brain is really his, this possibility is very high.

The man in the hooded trench coat suddenly jumped.

Although he felt that the guy in front of him was a little different from the situation last time, he couldn't imagine that the other party would say such a thing....

After finally calming down, Reuben cleared his throat and said, "Although you are equivalent to a god here, you cannot replace the main brain.

"Replacement has to start with the real world outside, which is being controlled by an ambitious group, 'Mobius'."

When he said the word "Mobius", the hatred in Ruben's eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

"The real world?" "

No wonder this road has been so twisted and bizarre, am I on a brain trip?!"

As soon as this conjecture appeared, it spread uncontrollably in the man's mind...

Only in this way can we explain everything that is absurd.

[

Ding!] [Obtain: Evil God's Power!] [Ding!]

[Obtain: Evil God's Wrath!]

Reuben on the side was quietly looking at the man in front of him all the time.

Suddenly, the other party disappeared without warning.

"What's going on?!" Reuben's eyes widened.

Although the "god" of the world in his mind has changed, he can still know everything in it to a certain extent.

When the man disappeared just now, he didn't notice it.

The harsh white light drowned everything out, and the man felt the feeling of the sky spinning again.

This time, he appeared in a completely new place.

Rows of old houses stand with backlighting, and there is no sunlight all year round.

At the top of the hill there is a small dilapidated temple overlooking the old houses below the hill.

In a certain house is a taishi chair with mottled age.

When the man appeared, a thick black aura lingered on it....

......

Dragon City.

The streets are littered with all kinds of numb figures.

The assimilation of the masters of the world is getting worse.

Almost half of the players in Dragon City have been eroded.

Only near the towering statue of the evil god did this situation ease slightly.

Ye Xingyu and the others had already returned to the rest area from the copy.

After observing for a while, he noticed this, and took Tang Ping's "cronies" to sleep at the foot of the evil god statue.

Seeing this, smart players followed suit.

For a moment, the statue of the evil god was surrounded by figures.

Even some players who were assimilated by the world masters have received some relief from their symptoms after approaching the Evil God Statue.

The waking time also became longer and longer.

"If I'm not mistaken, the sixth ghost tide is coming soon, and I don't know if Dragon City can withstand it..."

Since the ghost tide was repelled by Tang Ping, each time the ghost tide appeared became more and more dangerous.

The fourth ghost tide directly destroyed the player's common rest area.

Although Dragon City was solid, Tang Ping had also put a lot of effort into it.

But now the outside is worried and the internal troubles are not good....

Except for the Evil God statue, the rest of Dragon City was empty.

Occasionally, all that can be seen are numb figures assimilated by the masters of the world.

World Masters not only assimilate players, but also puppets and mechanical guards.

At the empty entrance of Dragon City, a figure appeared.

He held a huge blood-colored scythe, wore a black cloak, and the palm of his right hand was pitch black.

"It seems that not only the executioner's camp, but also here is a problem..."