King from scratch

"You know how to torment us," Xiong Da muttered, "If it wasn't for the task reward, do you think I would take care of you?"

Xiong Er, who was transporting the corpse back to the deck, glanced upwards and saw that Nubida was still rolling around in the single-person suspension cabin. He was so happy that he couldn't help but sighed heavily.

"The devil's mission..." Why was he obsessed with ghosts and wanted to accept the mission of going to sea with the devil?

Knowing that the mission release npc is a devil, but rushing forward, doesn't it deserve it?

Perhaps some players had doubts about the great reputation of the devil in the rumors before, but after this extremely in-depth mutual understanding journey, no player would have any trust in the devil.

This is not a rumor, it is clearly a realistic description - taking pleasure in the pain of others, creating disasters all the time.

Xiong Er put down the corpse, staring at the demon rolling back and forth above and thought, and then he watched the demon suddenly come to a standstill.

Xiong Er waited for a few seconds, before the other party turned over, he panicked instantly: "Wait a minute? What happened to the devil? He didn't move?"

The busy players looked up one after another, and after confirming that the demon had indeed suddenly fallen into a static state, there were whispers.

"Fuck? The devil won't be parasitized by the Zerg either?"

"No way? Then what shall we do?"

"Relying on us alone, we will not be able to float in the South China Sea for the rest of our lives?"

"What about the npc? I remember he was always in the corner?"

"It was already pulled into the suspension cabin by Nubudati."

The players are at a loss below—although the demon and the player come and go, this does not prevent the demon from becoming the backbone of the ship.

Because he is too strong, the ship has been drifting in the South China Sea for so long, and it encountered not one or two seabed monsters. The reason why it was able to wander and get lost instead of the ship crashing and killing people was because the demon killed it.

This is enough to prove that the devil's counsel is based on the premise that the enemy is too strong-for example, His Majesty the King.

Not because he is too weak.

In fact, the races near the land of God's Fall are quite strong, but it is difficult to show their own strength intuitively when they meet a king who cheats.

The demon, who was still for two seconds, poked his head out of the suspension cabin and looked at the densely packed players on the deck below: "Don't be stupid, there are other things in South Bay besides dead people."

The player breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly developed a strong distrust of the demon.

"Has he been parasitized?"

"Didn't it mean that after being parasitized, the camouflage can be flawless?"

"Then shall we kill him first?"

"I think it's better for us to kill the temporary resurrection point first... Then we can go back to the kingdom directly."

"Are you crazy? Attack the kingdom's npc? Yeyeye warns."

"No, I have reasonable reasoning. You see, the demon is parasitized, and the npc who is with the demon must also be parasitized. How can it be considered a kingdom npc if it is parasitized? It is definitely an enemy. Fang NPC."

"That seems to make sense...then you go first?"

The alliance that was halfway through the conspiracy was declared broken.

Nubida's attention was concentrated in this dead sea, and he had no time to pay attention to the naive comments of the players.

The ether fluctuated across the surface of the sea, and the corpses that had been moved back and forth floated out of the sea, and they were arranged in order, like invisible hands brushing across the seabed. In an instant, the mission that the players had been busy for a long time was completed.

The players carrying the corpses in the sea and the players on the deck putting together puzzles cast their gazes at the demon.

Nubida said confidently: "There is no time for you to play house, it's important to do business."

"It seems that Nubida was not parasitized by the Zerg."

"I don't think the Zerg can pretend to be so annoying as a demon."

"Fuck? You can solve it directly, why didn't you use it before?"

Nubida gave a knowing blow: "You didn't ask."

"Hey, I almost forgot that this is a magical world, so why don't we use ether? Do you have to do physical work so honestly?"

"Isn't this lack of relevant skills..."

"But isn't it possible to create skills?"

The player whose imagination was bound by conventional online game thinking let out a sigh. Nubida had no time to enjoy this happy scene for the time being. attracted.

The creatures in the waters of the West Bay were blown up, most of them were turned into pulp, which was sprinkled in the depths of the seabed, and a small number of them were not turned into pulp, and they were being placed on the boat at the moment...

Nubida's gaze moved down slowly, and landed on the corpses on the deck that were put together in human form, and met his gaze with one of the corpses.

There are dull pupils floating in the blank eyes, not like living things. When I was caught off guard, I almost thought that the eyes of the corpse were open in the first place.

Nubida "looked at each other" for two seconds, not feeling any cold and wet feeling from his vision, and mercilessly moved his gaze away, continuing to search for the source of that viscous malice.

Corpse with eyes open: ? ? ?

To the devil's surprise, even if he was not interested in the other party, none of the other party got up and announced the recovery of the dead.

After looking around at all the existences on the deck, Nubida paused his gaze on the opponent for two seconds, and found that he had closed his eyes, pretending to be a dead body.

Nubida: I really don't know what these Zerg are thinking.

The players whispered for a long time, finally finished their gossip, and turned their attention back to Nubida's previous sentence: "What did the devil just say? Is there anything else in West Bay besides the corpse?"

The players looked around: "Where is the enemy?"

That's a good question, where are the remaining enemies other than the Zerg on this ship?

Nubida searched the deck to no avail, and turned his gaze back to the sea, swept across the ruins, thought for a while, and commanded the players confidently: "Go to the sea and have a look."

"How many times have we run up and down?" The player reluctantly refused the errand: "I've seen it before, there is nothing in the sea except corpses and collapsed buildings."

"Besides, we went into the sea before, and no one attacked us."

Nubida felt that what they said was very reasonable, so he changed his request: "You dig up the ground of the seabed to have a look."

The player who had just been scammed was not fooled this time, and shouted loudly: "You don't know how to use ether!"

Nubida let out a "tsk" and looked at the dead sea. Although he really wanted to trick the player, the focus now is obviously not the player.

The demon, who had prioritized things, let out a long sigh, feeling very sorry for this.

Something slowly formed in the air, condensing into a powerful force.

Even if you can't see it, it doesn't affect the player to feel the deterrence brought by the unknown existence, which is the deterrence given by pure power.

Players with Aether Sense turned on will be able to see all that more clearly.

The ubiquitous ether outlines the whole world, and in this world, there is a huge, formed vortex, calling all the surrounding ethers to join in it, and with the involvement of ethers, the vortex continues to expand.

The players looked all the way along the top of the vortex, and saw the end of the vortex, wrapped around a huge gleaming human figure.

Almost instantly, the players knew the identity of this giant humanoid, Nubida.

In this world outlined by the ether, most of the existing colors are dull, but only this human figure shines brightly. Countless ethers outline the opponent's huge body layer by layer, containing power beyond imagination.

At the end of the vortex, the thin rope made of ether was held in the opponent's hand. The figure waited carelessly for two seconds, and then slowly let go of his hand after the ether vortex formed impressively.

The whirlpool rushes into the calm sea that sparkles with ether.

The sea surface is so weak in front of the vortex, the bits and pieces of ether have no ability to resist the vortex, almost instantly, the vortex breaks through the sea surface, rushing the scattered ether everywhere.

Then the players watched in silence for a long time, the scene where the vortex rampaged and rushed the ether into a mess.

Only by canceling the ether perception and seeing everything that happened at sea with a realistic view can we know what the rampant vortex is doing.

In the eyes of players who have not turned on the ether perception line of sight, the invisible ether condenses into a strong deterrent, and then the dust below the sea surface suddenly flies up. They were smashed together by the impact, including the land below.

The invisible force galloped unscrupulously in the sea, completed the process of digging the ground three feet, kicked up a sprinkling of dust, and stirred up the sea surface so muddy that it was even impossible to see the scene on the bottom of the sea for a while.

The players let out a rare and strange exclamation.

"I didn't expect Nubida to be so big from the perspective of ether."

"He's really strong."

"If he wasn't strong enough, he would have died countless times."

Nubida listened to the players' compliments with satisfaction. In terms of rainbow farts, there is indeed an objective distance between the devil and the players.

While the boat was bustling with activity, something under the muddy sea moved slightly, causing a small ripple to appear on the muddy sea.

Nobody cares.

The players are still excitedly lamenting the power of the demon, while Nubida is still immersed in the player's rainbow fart. The scene is peaceful, as if everyone has forgotten the unknown threat that may exist.

The ripples on the turbid sea surface gradually increased, and the peaceful atmosphere ended when the turbidity on the sea surface dissipated and returned to clarity.

There was a moment of silence on the bustling boat.

The players stared at the dense black shadows under the sea and lost their voices for a moment.

Nubida showed an expression of sudden realization, and said, "So it's these things!"

The ones that Nubida called "these things" are not strange creatures, they are bugs, because of the big movement of Nubida's digging three feet just now, they were turned out of the seabed... Countless bugs.

Not the Zerg in the form of black liquid, but the familiar Zerg in this world.

They awoke from the dug-up ground, their bodies bearing marks of fatal wounds and even parts of their bodies missing, making them look like the dead disturbed from their graves.

The players muttered to themselves: "The size is huge..."

"Has Zerg characteristics..."

"A large number..."

"Is this shape in line with the Zerg mentioned earlier?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

With a scream from a certain player, the ship that had stopped at the spot suddenly set sail quickly, and with amazing tacit understanding, controlled the ship to sail out of the West Bay.

The single-person suspension cabin seems to be fixed above the ship, and when the ship moves, it will carry the demon away from here steadily.

They are not the first players who were hit by a group of passing sea creatures and almost capsized. After the cruel life, the players have become a physical instinct to drive the ship.

"Why run?" Nubida hated iron and steel: "You will not die."

The boat that had sailed a certain distance stopped suddenly.

The players suddenly realized.

"Yeah, I won't die!"

"Damn it, it's all because the atmosphere just now was too scary. Those Zergs stared straight at me, it was too penetrating."

"With that sight, I feel like they will pounce on me and bite me at any moment."

A player called Nubida: "Those are corpses! Are they the Zerg corpses that fell into the sand in the South China Sea last time?"

"Hmm." Nubida casually gave an affirmative answer, his eyes lingering on the corpses on the deck below, thinking about another question: When will the players realize that something is wrong with them?

"Fuck! Why are you so calm? They're alive!!!"

Nubida answered his question with the almighty line: "What are you afraid of? You won't die."

"Can't you be afraid if you don't die? I'm afraid of ghosts, right?"

"Can this plan still work? Is he watching horror movies recently? Can you watch some Yangjian movies?"

"I now think that the Druid dungeon before is very good, the environmental protection is good, the environmental protection is wonderful, at least the environmental protection is not so scary!"

"Fuck, isn't the point now, are those Zergs alive? We were supposed to deal with only the parasitic Zergs now, but the last batch of Zergs also came back alive... That's double the enemy. "

Nubida stared at the corpses on the deck, feeling unbelievable that he had hope for the player's IQ.

It seemed impossible for them to discover that there was something wrong with these corpses.

Nubida was not very happy to look back, and cast his gaze towards the dead sea behind him: "What are you shouting about, didn't they catch up?"

"Then what are we doing now?"

The player cast his gaze behind Nubida, and said unhappily, "These bugs don't taste good at first glance..."

The rest of the players crashed.

"It's too much, it's a corpse! Your taste is a bit too strong."

"Isn't the big pirate from before also a corpse?"

"That's different, that's the prey, this...these have been dead for thousands of years..." The other party shuddered after thinking about it.

Nubida stared at the calm sea area for a few seconds. The players' vision was limited and they couldn't see the Zerg corpses, but he could see them clearly.

The Zerg corpses stood up slowly, one after another crawled out from under the ground, as if they really had their own will, and walked towards the south.

The long team walked in the sea, most of them were missing arms and legs, and some fell apart on the spot.

As the team moved forward, the viscous malice surrounding the boat disappeared.

Nubida watched this scene, scratched his chin, showed a standard deceptive smile, and said to the player in a happy mood: "Set sail and return to the kingdom."

The players steered the ship, and were a little surprised: "Isn't there still a mountain, sea and sub-country, why don't we go and see the situation?"

"We came a step late in West Bay, maybe Shanhai Yaguo can be saved?"

Nubida is often amazed by the IQ of the players: maybe their immortality is obtained by sacrificing IQ, otherwise it can't explain how they can be so stupid.

"You mean, take a boat full of Zerg looking for hosts to see the situation in Shanhaiya?" Nubida said, "Then you are very considerate of the Zerg."

"The yin and yang are weird," the player murmured, and said, "Then we bring a boat of Zerg back to the kingdom looking for the host, isn't it more for the Zerg?"

"That's different." Nubida said slowly, "That's a kingdom."

The place where miracles are born and where God the Father blesses you.

If the Zerg could break the curse of the Land of God's Fall so easily, the demons would definitely jump back immediately without hesitation.

The place where the kingdom sea area connects with the South China Sea.

He Xingwen stood within the kingdom's border, watching the boundless ocean connecting the kingdom's sea area with the South China Sea, which was vast and boundless.

Adisseo discussed with Zhe on how to completely block the connection between the sea area and the South China Sea.

Adisseo drew a rough topographic map on the ground with bare hands, and then drew a straight line at the place where the Kingdom Sea area and the South China Sea area connect, divided it into two halves, and asked Zhe for his opinion: "Directly change the sea area of ​​the Kingdom How is Cheng Neihai?"

Zhe squatted down and stared at the simple topographic map: "Start reclamation from this position?"

Adisseo hesitated: "Then build an island? Doesn't it mean that the contradictions between extreme druids and neutral druids can't be reconciled?"

Zhe: "I'm afraid they won't be willing to leave the Everfree Forest."

"Then build a city wall?" Andy Soo took the topographical map, erased the straight line, and drew a more accurate curve along the division of the South China Sea and the Kingdom Sea with freehand: "It just happens to add some defense."

Zhe thought this idea was good, and he further discussed with Adisseo: "If the entire sea is directly separated..."

He Xingwen listened and confirmed that their conversation was going smoothly, then withdrew his attention and looked at the other two people who were in a bad mood.

Lincoln and Norman King.

"How are you thinking?" He Xingwen broke the silence: "You have wasted a lot of my time, and I doubt the sincerity of the extremist druid."

He Xingwen thought: "Because no druid died, so you don't recognize the victory of the kingdom?"

Norman Jin said bluntly: "Druids never turn back on their promises. If you win, you win."

He Xingwen: "Then why has the negotiation made no progress so far?"

Speaking of this, Norman Jin was too confident: "Because your request is very rude! We will never agree to these requests!"

"I respect your ideas," He Xingwen nodded at him and said, "See you on the battlefield."

Norman Jin showed a blank expression: "You don't reflect on your own problems, and you plan to use war to get everything you want?" He became angry as he spoke: "Fortunately, I thought you and other barbarians no the same……"

The conversation between Zhe and Adisseo stopped, and he turned his head to look at the idiot standing on the kingdom's territory, provoking the king.

remarkably brave.

The waves not far away seemed to get bigger, they lightly touched their feet, and receded slowly, leaving golden molluscs behind.

The scene was silent.

He Xingwen waved at it, and the waves rushed forward, bringing back the gifts left on the beach.

"You know the situation in the South China Sea," He Xingwen complained directly: "I don't have so much time to waste on you. The tree man's warning is not the reason for me to restrain the iron-eating ants, but to minimize casualties is the reason for me to do so .”

"But right now I have to deal with more difficult existences, so..." He Xingwen showed an apologetic expression: "Now, compared to the Zerg, you have fewer casualties."

He Xingwen glanced at the endless forest not far away, the iron-eating ants densely packed outside the endless forest did not leave, they were waiting for an order-forward or retreat.

At the scene where the atmosphere froze in an instant, Lincoln coughed, pulled Norman Jin, and said to He Xingwen, "I'll talk to him, and it will be fine soon."

He Xingwen heard the quarrel among the druids who walked a few steps away.

"Aren't you brainless? Do you believe that the iron-eating ants can directly finish the endless forest? You even cheated us neutral faction?"

"He's asking too much!" Norman King yelled. "I must protect nature from those savages... Aww!"

Lincoln kicked him hard and said in a low voice, "I see, you are really mentally ill! Do you think he really dare not let the iron-eating ants enter the Everlasting Forest or what?"

"You said it! He is a good man with high morals!" Norman King shouted: "He should understand me! And respect me!"

Lincoln looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and two seconds later, there was the sound of punches and kicks in the distance.

Because the nature of the kingdom has not been opened to them so far, druids need to spend a lot of energy to use plants here, so it is better to choose the most primitive way to "communicate" with each other.

Adisseo said quietly from the side: "Sometimes idiots always have very good luck, which is really enviable." But if His Majesty the King changes anyone, this druid will have died a hundred or eighty times.

Zhe cast his eyes into the distance and reminded He Xingwen: "Your Majesty, there is a ship coming towards us."

The small black spots on the distant sea kept approaching them.

Adisseo took out a machine, locked on the small black spot in the distance, and projected everything that happened on the small black spot in front of He Xingwen and the others, as if they were right in front of them.

The deck covered with meat, the ship full of bouncing corpses, and the players who were covered in black liquid and kept running around, and the single-person suspension cabin floating on the sails...

This style...

He Xingwen opened his mouth and made an unimaginable voice: "What the hell did they encounter?" Can they gather together aliens, zombies, and...human flesh buns?

Adisseo reacted: "Those black liquids, can't they be the Zerg looking for the host?"

Zhe also reacted: "We can't let them come over!"

"We have to contact Nubida..." Before Zhe could finish speaking, the boats sailing on the South China Sea stopped by themselves.

Of course, this may be inseparable from the fact that the ship is so lively that the player has no time to control the ship to move forward.

"Nubida!" The players ran all over the ground: "The corpse has been resurrected! You should stop watching the show!"

"Fuck, why did you suddenly come back to life?"

"No, isn't this thing dead?"

"The corpses of those Zerg races have been dead for thousands of years, didn't they still get up from the ground?"

"Fuck, what is this? Zombies?"

"Small black spots, bugs, parasites... Fuck! We have been paying attention to the parasitic creatures of the Zerg before, and we forgot a little bit!"

"You won't tell me that this thing can parasitize even the dead!"

"What is the principle of Zerg parasitism? Eat the brain and then form the brain. This process does not mention the host that must live. Obviously, as long as there is a brain, it will be fine!"

"So, the saying that the weakness of zombies is the head is actually very reliable? What the hell? Have we solved some ancient mystery? It turns out that the principle of zombies is Zerg parasitism?"

"It's about this time, can you tell me something reliable?"

"Headshot directly?"

"Damn it," Nubida's voice came faintly, with deep hatred for iron and steel: "Isn't it just turning from a black liquid into a moving corpse? What do you have to be afraid of?"

One word awakened the dreamer, and the players who were jumping all over the ground stopped and turned to look at the corpse that had just chased them.

The corpse ran in front of them, and met the player whose face was covered with black liquid.

Finally caught up with the player's corpse: I'm coming to parasitize!

Player who ran for a long time: Why on earth did I come here?

The black liquid that is trying to parasitize: Are you coming to compete with me for business?

For some reason, the scene suddenly felt a little awkward.