I am a god in script killing

Chapter 306 Homecoming

"What the hell... is this?!"

Luo Yan gritted his teeth, his skin was ripped apart by the hot light, and blood came out.

"Stellar stone, I've heard of it." The puppet doll in Xi Mumu's hand actually started to catch fire, but his expression remained calm, "Let the star go out of orbit directly, and store and retrieve compressed energy into the dimensional space. From a low-dimensional point of view, it is a small block Stone."

"Then we are afraid that we will die before reaching the top... What is this?!"

Luo Yan's voice stopped abruptly, and then his eyes widened in shock——

Gentle light radiated from Xi Mumu's puppet doll and his own snake bone whip, which gradually became dazzling and turned into starlight surrounding the two of them. The pain instantly weakened and the wound healed.

"This is..." Xi Mumu looked at his puppet, his fingertips trembling, "This is... what Teacher Bo... gave us. Did you have a plan so early?"

"..." Luo Yan clenched his whip tightly and grabbed Xi Mumu, "Hurry up?!"
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"Cough cough cough..."

Bo Jun and Mu Lin wrestled together, blood flowed all over the ground, staining the ruins red.

"So that's the case. No wonder you are so weak. I thought it was caused by too many independent scripts. It turns out that you have drawn half of your soul to attach to the weapons of those two brats."

Mu Lin grabbed Bao Juan's neck and said with a sneer, "So early on, you already knew that the first attack would fail, so you focused on this rebellion from the beginning."

"Let me guess your plan, you've been planning since you got into the game 60+ years ago, no, 100+ years ago, right?"

"So what?" Bo Jun laughed, the wound couldn't heal, and his ears were buzzing.

"You know that I won't reveal the 'Star Stone' for the first time, and no matter how large-scale the attack is, it will be futile, so you sacrificed so many people to pave the way for the second time. What you said in front of Gu Jinshan was just for me to see. ! You really know the temperament of those two children!"

Yes, relying on Xi Mumu and Luo Yan cannot get in here, so this is the entrance deliberately left by Bao Juan.

She knew from the beginning that even high-dimensional space and regular space cannot be separated from Mu Lin's monitoring, and Gu Jinshan is Mu Lin's eyes.

So she acted from the very beginning, whether it was memory damage or serious injuries, the stress response of independent scripts and rejection of team battles, etc., all for this moment.

She couldn't trust anyone, so Xi Mumu and Luo Yan acted under the assumption that "Bo Juan didn't know what we were going to do."

——This is the safest way.

Mu Lin is merciful to her subordinates, seeing her coming alone, he will definitely soften his heart or be irritated, let down his vigilance on the premise that Bo Jun has already experienced a "big failure", and show her the "Star Stone". Chance!
Yes and only once!
"Half of the soul, plus the consciousness integrated into the game—Bo Jun, you can't survive." Mu Lin gritted his teeth, "You really..."

"You're right, but you're wrong about one thing," Bo Jun said, physical tears made her eyes clearer, but her tone was still firm, "We are not being sacrificed, I and other players who are going forward are willing to Sacrifice yourself for your faith, pursue hope——!”

She gritted her teeth and turned over, stabbing Mu Lin's heart with a knife!

"Oh!"

Above the ruins in the distance, there was a loud noise from the exploding star rock!
Outside the space, countless players and systems stopped, looking at the gorgeous and crumbling sky.

Bo Juan was unable to let go of the knife, his brain was burning and his soul was suffering, while the earrings flickered, and the gentle blue light enveloped his broken soul.

The sunset and sky that belonged exclusively to the game world began to dissipate, and the creatures separated for a hundred years touched the reality.

I once said that I would go far away, follow my faith, and be willing to give everything for the unknown hope.

Now that the wind is turbulent and I have struggled for a hundred years, I will go home with tens of thousands of heroic spirits.

(End of this chapter)