National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 865
Sunken Corridor, Central District.

The left-behind Li Qingran and other players gradually fell into a predicament.

With the rapid leakage of the breath of the dead world, the dense black mist gradually moved forward, and the concentration of the breath of death in the entire sinking corridor increased rapidly.

More and more undead accelerated their resurrection, and the strength of the undead began to increase slowly.

Everyone struggled to resist all the way and retreated all the way.

Without the buff auxiliary effect applied by Fang Heng, the team's combat effectiveness has been weakened by more than half.

"Everyone hold on for a while, Fang Heng will be back soon!"

Li Qingran boosted the morale of the team.

"Don't worry, we can still stand it."

"You have to be able to withstand it, otherwise when Fang Heng comes back, we will show you a joke and say that you can't do without him."

"Heh, the undercover agent sent by the sacred department...can't be underestimated by him."

Seeing that the players were still in the mood to joke around, Li Qingran breathed a sigh of relief.

It shows that the situation is still under control.

Huh?
Li Qingran was thinking about it when suddenly his pupils shrank.

In the passage ahead, the aura in the sunken corridor suddenly seemed to be stimulated by something, and it accelerated towards the players.

what's the situation?Is there another mutation?
The player standing at the front realized something was wrong, and raised his hand to signal, "Back!"

The expressions of the players changed slightly, and they had to retreat again.

Li Qingran groaned in her heart.

How did that happen?

Is there another mutation in the sunken corridor? !
"Fang Heng!"

Ok?
Li Qingran's eyes lit up when he heard a player yelling, and he immediately looked back.

Fang Heng is back?
Hearing the shout, the rest of the players were also shocked.

Behind him, Fang Heng, who was wearing sacred equipment and looked extremely bloated, was waving to everyone.

"Quick! Come back!"

Fang Heng was at the forefront of the support team. He had just entered the inner layer of the sunken corridor, and he was relieved to see that the team was still there.

While waving his hand and shouting at the players in front of him, he cast his weapon blessing to add a buff effect to the team.

With the weapon blessing boosting effect, the players felt like they had been given a shot in the arm, and their fighting power burst into several levels in an instant. They retreated all the way to cover, and joined Fang Heng and his party who came from behind.

"Fang Heng, how are you doing?"

Seeing Fang Heng's return, Li Qingran felt much more at ease, and hurried forward to inquire.

Holding the Book of Beginning in his left hand, Fang Heng raised his right hand, showered regional weapon blessings on the player group, and said at the same time, "Okay, everyone retreat with me first."

The players gathered one after another and followed Fang Heng back to the rear.

After walking for a few minutes, the players noticed a huge black vortex suddenly appeared behind them!

The huge vortex has almost occupied the entire passage opening!
What is even more surprising is that the vortex is still moving!

They are approaching quickly!
The players had never seen such a scene before, and they were terrified in their hearts, and immediately put on a combat posture to prepare for the battle.

"Don't worry, calm down, your own people!"

"what?!"

Hearing Fang Heng's words, everyone was stunned for a moment, and the expressions on their faces suddenly became exciting.

What the hell?
own people?
This ghost is one of our own?

Forcibly calming down, the players carefully looked in the direction of the whirlpool.

The black vortex is frantically absorbing the breath of death nearby!
And below the vortex is a large stone slab.

Magic circle slate? !

Behind the large black vortex, Li Shaoqiang cooperated with several other players to push the slate forward quickly.

So... Fang Heng really created this terrifying vortex? !

Players from the Undead Research Association around cast shocking glances at Fang Heng.

How did he do it?
Seeing this, Qian Yaoyun was even more surprised.

slate? !
What is the origin of that stone slab that can absorb such a large amount of death breath? !

Qian Yaoyun didn't understand the magic circle, so he didn't understand the situation at all.

The black vortex quickly absorbed the external death breath, and the concentration of death breath around it also decreased significantly!

Li Shaoqiang and the others carefully pushed the cart forward to join the left-behind player team.

Fang Heng saw the people with doubts, nodded and explained, "It's a special magic circle. Let's go back to the central area first, and explain it slowly after we get out."

Huh!Huh!
As soon as the words fell, two resentful spirits struck out from the darkness in front of the passage.

The vortex can absorb the black death breath, but it cannot absorb the wraith.

A large amount of breath from the dead world leaked, causing the revived wraith body to attack again.

"Protect the slate!"

As Fang Heng spoke, he raised the holy purification spear, and rushed towards the two wraith spirits.

"laugh!!"

The spear pierced the body of the wraith body, triggering the purification effect, and a holy light suddenly bloomed in the passage.

"Brothers! Go!"

Seeing that Fang Heng came up with such a big killer that can absorb the breath of the dead, the morale of the players in the Undead Research Association team was greatly boosted!
Except for Qian Yaoyun who was full of doubts, the other players didn't care about how Fang Heng did it.

It's already a life-and-death crisis right now, as long as your teammates are reliable and strong enough, it doesn't matter if he cheats or not!
Anyway, this is not the first time that Fang Heng has used such weird props.

If it were someone else, the players might still be a little confused, but Fang Heng?

Players feel that this is perfectly normal.

Players of the Undead Association followed Fang Heng to help.

After cleaning up a wave of undead life forms, Fang Heng waved his hand, "Go! Find a mentor!"

With the assistance of the slate magic circle, the vortex at the black breach will continuously suck in the strong dark aura ahead!The density of black fog ahead began to decrease.

The players can finally start to counterattack and move forward slowly.

Seeing the situation getting better gradually, Qian Yaoyun in the team felt more and more uneasy.

He never expected that this group of people could really find a way out in such a disadvantaged state.

Qian Yaoyun was a little anxious.

Shouldn't they really be allowed to re-enter the central seal area?
The players became more and more courageous as they fought, advancing towards the central area under the leadership of Fang Heng.

The further forward, the more aura of the dead world ahead.

The rich black breath is like muddy sewage!
The black space gap has formed a huge vortex, frantically absorbing the breath of the surrounding dead world!

Fang Heng also had to slow down to deal with all kinds of powerful resentful life forms emerging from the darkness.

Fortunately, the wraith life forms have just been revived, and the number is huge, but their strength has not been fully improved, and they are still within the controllable range.

But at this time, in the doomsday world of the blood race, it is another scene.

Thousands of high-ranking vampires gathered together to maintain the operation of the magic circle under the leadership of the new arbitrator Elder Heyz of the vampires.

In the center of the magic circle, the black aura of death overflowed from the opening in the center of the magic circle, soaring into the sky!

(End of this chapter)