Inhuman Rampage [Unlimited]

The red mark represents the dean. Once the mark is out, even the team leader must obey the instructions unconditionally.

And the medal with the red mark is now in Wen Wusheng's hands, in the hands of Wen Wusheng who has been expelled for several years, the meaning, the hidden information...

The palpitations suddenly spread in the eyes of the team members, and Du Wei's face was ashen.

"Why? Why is it in your hand?" The light in Ye Zeming's eyes was rapidly shattering.

Why he is the dean's grandson, but the dean didn't tell him, why his grandfather surpassed him and gave the highest authority to a person he least agrees with.

"If you don't believe it, you can test it." Wen Wusheng said.

Of course Ye Zeming knew it was true. He looked at Wen Wusheng and thought of more, his hands trembling as he held the weapon: "You have been all these years, what the hell have you..."

"What's the point of saying this now?" Wen Wusheng sneered, "The team leader's order is above all else, what if I want you to kill Du Wei now?"

Ye Zeming took a step back.

Du Wei panicked: "The medal must be fake, how could the dean give him such an important thing!"

Sun Wanqiu glared at him: "Shut up! You can question the dean?"

Du Wei was taken aback.

Wen Wusheng looked at Ye Zeming, and said lightly: "If you really obey the rules, Team Leader Ye should kill him with your own hands."

Ye Zeming's pupils shrank, the hand holding Wen Wusheng stiffened for a while, and he lowered his head slightly.

Wen Wusheng passed him by: "If you can't do it, don't talk to me about responsibility, talk about rule awareness, you are just maintaining the rules that make you comfortable, and changing the rules that you can't accept, you are too Rule breakers, like me."

"Group Leader Ye," Wen Wusheng smiled, "I can say I am sorry to anyone with a clear conscience, can you?"

He is just ordinary and too lazy to argue, it really involves key issues, and he will not give up.

Ye Zeming's heart trembled violently, and he seemed a little lost.

"I won't force you, I will do it myself." Wen Wusheng said.

Ye Zeming no longer had a reason to stand in front of Du Wei. Du Wei didn't see well, so he turned around and ran away. He was pierced in the throat by a sword, and died with regret.

The blood sword in Wen Wusheng's hand, because it was stained with the blood of the team members, glowed red, unstoppable, and his originally free and easy temperament also became sharp and sharp against the sword.

A sword that had been hidden for many years was finally out of its sheath.

"I can leave as I say, and lose as I want. That's because I don't rely on the spirit group, and I haven't owed anyone. I have no obligation to bear the responsibility imposed on me." Wen Wusheng had already entered the central laboratory, and stopped a step , said coldly, "The medal is returned to you, and I will talk to the dean myself."

The team members had difficulty digesting this matter for a while.

If the dean is the god in their hearts, Wen Wusheng, who has the dean's red mark, is undoubtedly the dean's second, the person whom the dean unconditionally trusts and supports.

The mark is like the dean, and anyone related to the Xuan Academy must pay the highest respect to the owner of the mark.

But that was a guy they had been secretly laughing at for six or seven years.

The dean expressed his approval to the person they disapproved of the most. Does it mean that the dean actually does not approve of them...?

Ye Zeming was even among those who did not approve...

The dean likes Wen Wusheng even more than he likes Ye Zeming.

Sun Wanqiu was about to go after Wen Wusheng, seeing that Ye Zeming was not in a good condition, he hesitated and stayed.

She knew how much the information behind this medal hit Ye Zeming.

Sun Wanqiu is not a god.

Wen Wusheng has never given out the medal for so many years, and he didn't even mention it. He has been stared at for so many years, obviously because he is afraid of hurting Ye Zeming like this, but they...

Sun Wanqiu fell into guilt.

……

The players who had just entered the core area stared at their watches and wondered, "It's so strange, how come several people stopped outside the central laboratory and didn't go in?"

"Wenren's bones have also entered the central laboratory!"

"Wow, is the imperial city pk??"

"Wen Rengu seems to be injured, his green dot is not illuminated by anyone."

"No, where did that No. [-] come from? It's too strong to be human."

"Damn, come here!! There are a lot of corpses here, all with a sword to seal their throats!!"

"Wait?? Sword?? Isn't it???"

……

The road to the central laboratory was intricate and complicated. Wen Wusheng was advancing without saying a word, killing like crazy, gods blocked killing gods, ghosts blocked killing ghosts, but he kept extremely calm, calming down the uneasy emotions during the killing.

There were more and more injuries on his body, but his sword skills became more and more unpredictable and elusive.

The self-contained effect of the blood sword was helping him recover his physical strength, allowing him to survive this protracted and ruthless battle many times and make further progress.

Gu Ri, the first person who had just arrived at the laboratory where the dean works, looked at another green dot that flickered on and off in the central laboratory, and his head sank.

The green dot was 200 meters away from him just now, and after only a few minutes of not seeing it, it was already less than 50 meters away from him.

This is impossible.

Behind him, a pale hand touched his shoulder, and Gu Ri's entire back was instantly wet with sweat.

……

As soon as Wen Wusheng arrived outside the principal's laboratory, he saw two people fighting in the air.

Perhaps it should be called one person, one vampire.

The man in black should be from the long-distance department. After all, the ability to control objects with consciousness is the ability to fly thin blades. His strength is chasing assassinations, but vampires are the strongest species in melee combat.

Their fast metabolism gave them a recovery and self-healing ability a thousand times stronger than ordinary people, making killing them a joke.

The vampire in front of him is not only invincible in melee combat, but also has the ability to turn into a bat to chase and kill. The man in black's ability to hide and escape is also extremely clumsy in front of him.

The man in black can't fight, can't run.

They should have been fighting for a while, and the man in black was obviously at a disadvantage. He tried his best to resist and dealt with it in a panic. It was only a matter of time before he lost.

This vampire should be the dungeon boss that the Earl said. His strength was indeed affected by the manpower in black, reaching a height that is difficult for ordinary players to fight against.

Wen Wusheng clenched the hilt of his sword and rushed towards the dean's laboratory. Behind him, Gu Ri noticed his appearance for the first time and rushed in his direction.

The vampire behind him also noticed the new intrusion savior, turned into a bat, glides at a high speed, and swooped in front of Wen Wusheng, blocking his way. His scarlet eyes turned slightly, and his eyes fell on Wen Rengu, who was breathing unsteadily.

"Give up. The difficulty of the dungeon is out of control this time. You and the Earl know each other. I am of the same race as him. For his sake, if you are willing to vote to give up, I will not do anything to you."

Wen Wusheng glanced at the familiar Dean's laboratory, which was furnished exactly the same. This is the outer room, and the Dean is in the inner room behind the vampire.

He shook his head, it's all here.

The boss is so strong, even stronger than the man in black, but the dungeon still has such a boss. It is impossible for all players to fail. It is more likely that there are opportunities in the dungeon that can help weak players turn defeat into victory.

He didn't believe that he had no chance of winning, even if it was just a little, it was enough for him to stay.

"Don't eat a toast and eat a fine drink."

The blood race has always been proud, after this person didn't know good from bad, his voice turned cold, he stopped pestering Gu Ri, and instead killed Wen Wusheng with lightning speed.

Wen Wusheng swung his sword intently, and a blood-colored sword light exploded. When that destructive sword light encountered other monsters, it would stir up a spray of blood, and it just fell on this vampire, only scratching his clothes. The sleeves of the sleeves are like making a fuss.

On the contrary, it was Wen Wusheng who was grabbed by his shoulder by his attack, and the clothes on his shoulder were torn off by the skin along with the flesh.

Gu Ri was overjoyed, took advantage of the boss and Wen Rengu's attack, hid in the darkness again, smashed open the door of the inner room at high speed, and finally entered the inner room.

By the innermost window in the inner room, an old man with gray hair sat in a wheelchair with his back facing Gu Ri.

The old man was wearing a white coat, and the thighs of the white coat were stained red with blood, and the thick blood dripped onto the clean tiles beside the wheelchair.

Gu Ri was taken aback, thinking that the dean was killed by a monster: "Dean?!"

The wheelchair turned around, and Wen Wusheng behind him was stunned.

After a few years, he saw the dean again with his own eyes. He never expected the dean to become so thin. He was still hale and hearty, his eyes were like torches, his eyes were kind and majestic, but he had already lost his bones.

There was a blood hole the size of a coin in his left hand, which was bleeding continuously onto his white coat.

The moment he was stunned, another attack that almost killed him struck. Seeing that Wen Wusheng couldn't dodge, he didn't dodge at all, and took advantage of the opportunity to rush into the interior.

On the back there are deep scratches showing bone.

Wen Wusheng has always been able to tolerate pain very well, he let out a muffled snort, and rushed to the dean smoothly.

Seeing that the victory is within his grasp, Gu Ri was overjoyed. As long as he took the dean out of the laboratory, the dungeon would be over.

He grabbed the back of the wheelchair and was about to push the dean away, but the dean suddenly turned sideways, holding Gu Ri's wrist with his injured left hand, and looked up at Gu Ri little by little.

Gu Ri was unclear, so he asked, "Dean?"

The vampire had already chased after him, and Gu Ri had no time to kill and smell human bones.There are vampires who can't live if they smell human bones.

The situation was tense, he ignored the dean's inexplicable behavior, threw a thin blade to resist the flying vampire, and pushed the wheelchair out desperately, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his hand.

The severe pain seemed to burn to the soul, making his whole body numb like an electric shock, his brain only felt a violent impact, and the numb pain made his hairs stand on end, terrified.

At the place held by the dean's left hand, a blood hole the size of a coin was branded on his hand. At the same time, the dean's hand seemed to absorb his flesh and skin, and the blood hole on his hand shrank rapidly, and finally shrank The hole was only as small as a soybean, the wound healed, and the hand was intact.

Gu Ri could barely feel his injured hand anymore.

Wen Wusheng watched all this from behind, his blood was cold all over his body.

When he was in Xuanyuan, he never touched the left hand of the dean. That hand was either hidden in the sleeve of his white coat or he wore a thick white glove.

No one has touched the dean's left hand, not even Ye Zeming.

That day the dean said that it was not convenient for him to do the test in the room...

The blood hole in the hand...?

Gu Ri was caught off guard and met the dean's eyes.

It was a pair of light gray eyes, too transparent, like a three-dimensional eye structure diagram, empty and eerie, turning slightly, lifeless inside, strong desire to kill.

The dean rubbed the soybean-sized hole in his left hand, his voice hoarse: "I'm still a little bit short, can you lend me your right hand too?"

The dean is a ghost.

Gu Ri threw away the wheelchair in horror, and the whole person jumped out, holding his left wrist, and fled out desperately.

The dean turned his head and turned his head to look at Wen Wusheng.

The next moment, Wen Wusheng was caught in front of the wheelchair.

The dean's hoarse voice was painful: "I'm still a little bit close, can you lend me your hand?"