Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

The commotion caused by the player scared away the residents who lived in this block, and woke up the residents in the next block.

When Yang Qiu flew over at low altitude, he saw many houses in the next block turned on their lights, and there were also bold townspeople standing at the door of their houses and looking out.

At this time, it is unrealistic to send a temporary task to the players to stop the townspeople from approaching. When the boss is brushed on the face, few players are willing to be distracted and do other things.

In order to prevent the curious townspeople from running over to watch the excitement and go crazy after witnessing the envoy of the evil god, Yang Qiu could only artificially create a barrier, using the malicious aura in the evil sacrifice equipment to exert influence on this block, using the intuitive cold air and gravity to The abnormal phenomenon forced the townspeople to stop consciously and stay away from the dangerous area.

It's definitely not against the players - I've been scolded for so long, I'm used to it.

As for the player who was crushed by the abnormal gravity and couldn't move, and watched "the boss was taken away by the leader of the faction", how to hack him... Whatever, anyway, it's not like he hasn't been hacked before.

At this moment, Yang Qiu can't take care of the player's game experience, and his attention is all on the envoy in front of him.

The body surface is covered with a shiny black chitin shell. The huge, pointed oval head has twelve vertical eyes. Compared with the head, the torso is relatively slender. hind legs.

It is a huge body with a height of more than ten meters and a total length of nearly 20 meters. It is round, complete, and stable, and there is no sign of instability from top to bottom.

With such an astonishingly high degree of completion, Yang Qiu couldn't let him stay in the world for too long. He appeared with a smile on his face and waved his palm at the same time.

Taking the location of the Angel of Joy as the center point, within a 180-degree circular range, dozens of thick black thorn vines broke through the pavement stone slabs, pierced through the construction waste pressing the stone slabs, and attacked the center aggressively. Target rolls away.

The moment "Black Magic · Thorns of Hell" was launched, the ground in this block began to shake from slow to fast, and from slow to lumpy.

The players lying on the outer circle were wondering why there would be an earthquake in the game, and they saw the boss who came up and wiped out many of their teammates, waving four forelimbs with long sickle-shaped armor (actually made of chitin), general Lao Yang More than half of the summoned vines were chopped off.

"Damn it?! Lao Yang appeared so pretentious and made such a cool big move, but he turned out to be so useless?!"

Carrying the "Book of the Dead" into the battle, Qin Guan, who stayed at the back as usual to paddle, unceremoniously stabbed the leader of his own faction in the back.

As soon as Qin Guan finished speaking, he saw a giant arm made of white bones that was at least twice the size of the boss popping up right under the boss that collapsed the house after "transformation", and squeezed it like a mouse. live BOSS.

Players: "I rely on it!"

"Is Lao Yang such an awesome pretender?!" Qin Guan yelled at the top of his lungs, "I need to take medicine to record a video for me! Huahua also record for me, I'm out of memory!"

"It's being recorded, it's being recorded!" The person who was lying not far from Qin Guan gave me the medicine and shouted.

Miaobi Shenghua, who was not with the two of them and was lying flat on the other side, said sadly: "I said why the boss that I brushed this time is so hard to fight, I waved my hands and wiped out Brother Lahong and the others. We were also wiped out, it turned out to be a cutscene boss killed in the plot, so I’m so happy.”

"Let's just play the cut-off boss. It's fine to push them down without trying to please them." Qin Guan could think about it.

"I have no objection to watching CG, even this sand sculpture game is too rude, can't we let us stand and watch?"

While these players were chattering, the captured BOSS broke free and smashed the huge bone palm into fly ash.

"Old Yang, can you do it, the cutscene CG also has a tug-of-war?" The players who were forced to lie on their stomachs to watch the animation cursed.

The God of Pleasure who broke free seemed to be irritated. The pair of strongest lower limbs in the lower abdomen squatted hard on the ground, and the huge but not bulky body slammed into Yang Qiu's direction.

Unmoved, Yang Qiu summoned several rows of black thorn vines to block the front of the envoy.

The God of Happiness was caught off guard by the wall of densely sprouting black thorn vines, and the head, torso, and six limbs were all entangled tightly by flexible vines.

Temporarily restraining the Angel of Happiness, Yang Qiu stretched out his hands and made a tearing movement.

A small spatial crack quietly appeared behind the huge body of the God of Joy.

When it was first torn open, it was just a thin crack in space, and it slowly split to both sides; in the chaotic crack, there was an ominous atmosphere faintly outward...

Under normal circumstances, black magicians can only tear down the space barriers leading to the devil world of the dimension.

But Yang Qiu devoured the tentacles of an unknown rule-based evil god and stole a trace of the evil god's power; although he couldn't use this little bit of evil energy to open the passage to the endless void, it's not a problem to just tear a gap.

The God of Joy turned around in astonishment.

This space crack is very small, and the crack is less than the width of a human finger.

But the breath of void that diffused from the gap was enough to make the sane God of Pleasure tremble with fear.

This huge envoy, which made humans look like ants, stopped tearing up the black thorn vines that hindered its movement, and twelve strange vertical eyes looked at Yang Qiu at the same time again.

The ancient tone that cannot be directly heard or written, but can only be conveyed through the spirit, and can only be sensed by the spirit, rang in Yang Qiu's ear: "Stop, black magician."

Yang Qiu's expression remained unchanged, and he cast spells with both hands at the same time. The God of Joy made a denser wall of vines appear around his body, and the ground began to tremble again. Under the ground, a giant palm made of white bones gradually took shape.

"Human, what do you want?"

The inhuman old tone conveyed the message to Yang Qiu's ears again.

The repeatedly summoned "Black Magic Thorns of Hell", relying on the superiority in numbers, moves towards the crack with the envoy of joy engulfed.

"—You humble ant!"

The Envoy of Joy was completely enraged, dense seaweed-like bladed forelimbs protruded from the slender torso, chopped the densely entangled black thorny vines, burst a large black mist, and instantly cleared a piece of white ground.

But at this time, "Black Magic·Hand of the Skeleton King" took shape again, and the huge bone arm drilled out of the ground, grabbing the much smaller body of the God of Joy...

"No offense." Yang Qiu raised his palm and pointed it at the God of Joy, "Black Mage, don't make deals with gods."

The strongest mental power under the demigod was instantly released and swept towards the inhuman monster tightly held by the bone arm.

In the process of releasing mental power, volatilization will occur.

After all, mental power is also a kind of energy, and as long as it is energy, it will continue to move irregularly and will be transferred by the air.

In order to ensure that his own mental power can fully act on this evil god envoy and prevent it from escaping, Yang Qiu must perform the release operation as close as possible.

This is of course dangerous, so Yang Qiu must first confirm what kind of strength the "Hand of the Skeleton King" can restrict the movement of this envoy and how long it can last.

It is also necessary to ensure that the process of tearing the unstable space-time rift leading to the void is not hindered by the God of Joy—he is not a space-type spellcaster after all, and it is quite laborious to tear apart the space barrier. It will be troublesome if it is broken.

The sane Envoy of Happiness tried to make a deal with Yang Qiu, and gave him more than ten seconds of safe casting time for nothing, which can be regarded as a pleasant surprise.

The pure spiritual energy that can be observed with the naked eye covers the Angel of Pleasure, and its influence on the material plane is firmly locked in the independent space formed by the spiritual energy.

The God of Joy let out a silent howl, was held up by the giant bone hand, and fit in front of the crack that was not too far away from it.

The so-called evil god envoy is not the kind of human agent favored by a certain ancient god as most people understand, but... a puppet that has been eroded by the will of the ancient god, dominated and controlled by the will of the ancient god.

The believers of the evil gods are very aware of this, and they will never dare to easily assimilate with the so-called "seeds of the gods" unless it is absolutely necessary.

The same is true for the envoy in front of me. It is not the spokesperson of Ms. Joy, but a part of Ms. Joy's will.

Ms. Joy, who has sunk in the void for a long time, her will body has long been a part of the void; when in contact with the crack leading to the void, the part of her will that belongs to her is involuntarily summoned by the void, through the narrow gap the rift, and return to where he belongs.

The part of the will that belonged to Ms. Joy disappeared, and the remaining consciousness of the Pope Joy naturally couldn't control the power beyond his own ability; the complete god made the body unsustainable, gradually disintegrating and dissipating.

It wasn't until the huge envoy's body completely disintegrated into nothingness that Yang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Is this thing a pure collection of mental side energy bodies, or a highly toxic kind of mental energy, as long as it exists on the material plane, it will volatilize and pollute the area where it appears-he has no intention of turning Rob Town into a In the restricted area, it is better to send this highly toxic pollutant away as soon as possible.

Closing the space-time rift, taking back the nearly perfect "God's Crystal" cultivated by four generations of popes of the Pleasure Sect, and using the remaining spiritual power to dispel the breath of the sacrifice, Yang Qiu summoned the bone griffin and left on the spot—he is now flying I don't have the strength to go back to the town hall, so I have to go back to meditate to recover.

The players who were forced to watch an unremarkable cutscene that didn't even have much "special effects" were furious: "I rely on Lao Yang to have a flying mount!"

"The skeleton horse that rides on the horse is only released for auction once a month, but the NPC even uses the flying mount!"

"unfair!"

"Planning when you can become an individual, the map is so big that you don't want to open flying mounts, it takes a lot of sand sculptures!"

Half an hour later, a team that dragged their feet and came over to "hand in the mission", carried the captured prisoners and carried the spoils, and just arrived at the gate of Rob Town.

"This place is crazy, why is the city gate closed?"

"The NPC will go on strike at night, that's fine, the main city is not allowed to enter!"

This group of casual people, mainly leisure parties and casual players, pondered for a long time but couldn't find a way to open the city gate, so they had to arrange for people to climb over the city wall with bare hands, go in and open the door for the large group from the inside.

Several volunteer players climbed onto the city wall and were about to jump down when someone saw a group of NPCs secretly preparing to climb the city wall at the base of the wall.

The undead on the city wall and the NPC inside the city wall are facing each other.

"Why are there even undead here! Quickly, kill them! Don't let them inform your accomplices!"

The hooked-nosed old man, who took advantage of the undead in the town to gather in the east block of the town and led people out to sneak out, anxiously directed his subordinates to do it.

"Damn! Do you want to talk about martial arts!"

The walker player who was pulling on the city wall was hit by several short crossbows, and was furious: "Everyone, be careful, there are weird sneak attacks inside the city wall!"

"Huh? There are still monsters in the main city? Didn't you say that those big blood alliances have been cleaned up?" The head of the scattered group was stunned, "Okay, come a few knights, go in and pull the monsters, and the Faye will also come, Help control it, don't kill anyone."

Another half an hour later, in the town hall, Yang Qiu, who had just recovered from meditation and was about to continue interrogating the believers, silently opened a reverse subspace barrier again to ensure that the court mages who stayed up late to take confessions would not be disturbed, and carried the The keel staff sneaked out...