The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me

The cave is about eight meters deep, and the demonized player will cause the surrounding strata to vibrate when he drills down.

As a result, the vibrations from the ground thorns were not noticed by them.

They thought it was their drill out.

They didn't react until the sharp ground thorns broke through the ground.

But it was too late.

On the spot, there were two demon players who were unlucky and were stabbed by the ground.

At the same time, the second round of ground thorns led by Claudia also broke ground.

However, the other three demonized players who hadn't been recruited had become vigilant and immediately avoided the casting area.

It's just a pity that those two unlucky guys were pushed back and forth by the thorns that shot up into the sky, and they were poked into honeycomb coals.

"This is ground stabbing, middle-level earth magic, where are the mage players in Winter City?"

Abyss demonized players are a bit confused.

The dust caused by the ground stabbing technique was all over the sky, which made them somewhat unable to see the situation within the range of the spell.

However, dozens of red dots were marked on the system map in a very timely manner.

"It might be the native mage of Winter City. How about the second and fourth children? Are they still alive?"

"No, how can we die so easily after being transformed, didn't the leader get the material of hatred in Most City last time?

Now half of the players have installed it, the second and fourth are. "

Demonized player A has a relaxed expression on his face.

In the team channel, the blood volume of the second child and the fourth child was only a thin layer, less than one-tenth, but it did not continue to decline.

Obviously, the differentiated offspring have been hidden in a safe place.

It didn't take long for the duration of the stabbing spell to end, the vibration of the ground gradually subsided, the dust dispersed, and a group of people gradually appeared.

A group of demonized players stared at it.

The enemy's team is perfectly configured, mainly fighters, in addition to more than a dozen flying dragons, eight priests, a star mage who has never seen it before, and an indigenous mage.

What makes them feel weird is.

There is only one player, and it is very easy to identify, and that is "True Monarch" with a strange id.

The area covered by the ground stabbing technique was in a mess.

Two demonized players crawled out of the soil. They looked unhappy. They were the second and fourth children who had been stabbed through each other before.

They have been revived using offspring.

However, there is still a price to be paid for this convenient resurrection. It needs to use half of the experience value of the current LV level into flesh and blood energy to meet the needs of the body's re-growth, and the brain cannot be broken.

If the brain is broken, then you can only drop the level and roll back to the resurrection point.

"Good morning everyone,...oh, there shouldn't be a morning here, so I should say good evening..."

Moyu Hunben Zhenjun showed a polite yet awkward smile.

The demonized players scattered around also heard the movement here and returned.

Although the number is lower than the number of soldiers in Winter City.

But they still surrounded Moyu Hunben Zhenjun and others.

"You also know that we don't have mornings here... Jie Jie Jie..."

cn Bai Zhu grinned grimly, and slowly pulled out his spine from behind.

His face twitched a little, as if this behavior was accompanied by severe pain.

It was a long strip of flesh and blood.

After it was pulled out, it made a "creaking and creaking" sound like a bug, and then it grabbed onto cn Baizhu's arm, and the joints at the other end straightened out, finally turning into a bone gun.

This is the feature of Qiwubai's latest transformation.

After pulling out the spine gun, the agility of the demonized player will be greatly improved, and the spine sword itself is as hard as a master weapon.

"We are all players, but why do you players in Winter City live in the main material plane?

You can eat delicious food, smell the fresh air, and look at the beautiful scenery, but what do we have? "

cnBai Zhu bared his fangs and roared angrily.

"As you can see, the blood moon rises every three days, other than that, we can only rely on the magma flowing on the ground and various flints for lighting.

Our air smells of sulfur.

Every day is either fighting or on the way to fight.

As for the food... Jie Jie Jie... We can only eat the same kind and bugs! "

Moyu Hunben Zhenjun was dumbfounded by cn Baizhu's question.

He felt that these demonized players were already playing with demons.

No matter how fun the game is, it must return to reality.

Since playing in the game is uncomfortable, it’s fine to return to reality.

If the food in the game is not delicious, go home and eat it!

Isn't Huangpao takeaway delicious?

It's just that the True Monarch is not clear about it.

Even if the abyss demonized player returns to reality, it will be difficult for him to adapt to normal food.

But they can't drink blood in front of their loved ones.

The inner conflict and physical torture made them more irritable, and gradually began to have the urge to hurt others.

It is difficult for the nutrition cabin of the game to maintain the energy needed by their bodies.

Because their bodies are gradually changing, which is a change that deviates from normal human beings.

"Emmmm, at least you are handsome now, look at the armor on your body, and the spine long sword on your arm, it's so cool!"

Moyu Hunben Zhenjun tried to continue to ease the relationship between himself and these abyss demonized players, with a signature service smile on his face.

If you can't fight, definitely don't fight.

To fight is to die.

He felt sorry for the death of one of these soldiers under his command.

However, this sentence poked cn Baizhu's sore feet.

Flames suddenly appeared in the texture of his body like a broken eggshell, and it looked like a powder keg that was about to explode.

"Handsome? Jie Jie... If you want to become stronger, you must turn off the pain sensation when transforming."

"Boy, have you ever felt the feeling of someone holding a steel nail through your spine little by little?"

"And, without any anesthesia!"

cn Baizhu's saliva was almost sprayed on the face of Moyu Hunben Zhenjun.

"The point is, you're still awake."

"In order to maintain the activity of the transformation, I rarely turn off the pain sensation, especially when pulling out the spine. At the beginning, every time I pulled it out, I cried bitterly..."

"But it doesn't matter now."

cn Baizhu stroked his spine spear, as if he was stroking his own child.

"I adapted to the pain and I became stronger, and you are a weakling in my eyes."

His eyes gradually became crazy.

Those scarlet eyes looked like a predator hidden in the jungle.

"The weak do not deserve to have as many resources as the main material plane. They should belong to the strong, to us purgers."

Behind Baizhu, the demonized players who had transformed their spines grinned grimly and pulled out their spine spears from their backs.

The demonized player who has not yet undergone transformation is also crouching down, holding a weapon, leaning forward slightly, assuming a hunting posture.

"Kill them!"

cnBaizhu let out a loud and powerful roar.

"Not a single one!"