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#1287 - Free the box

A planet of liberation

The two PVP masters, Feiji and Yuye Daidao Budaisan, along with a group of veteran players, are besieging a high-ranking member of the Jietuo Society named 'Nilfis'.

This high-level group adheres to the consistent aesthetics of the Liberation Society, which is twisted and weird.

Her body was made up of layers of flesh and blood, as if countless wriggling pieces of meat were forcibly pieced together. Thick, pungent mucus kept flowing down the surface, gathering on the ground to form a pool of foul-smelling stains.

But in the eyes of a true carbon-based master, especially in the triple fusion mode, the opponent appears to be another person.

Her biomagnetic field evolved into strange crystals distributed throughout her body. Some of these crystals even pierced directly out of her flesh and blood like sharp pyramids.

A blue-green energy stream flowed inside the crystal, like a miniature electric current, constantly flashing and jumping, as if providing some unknown power for the monster's horrific body.

There are mechanical-like devices at the joints of its limbs, which are made of metal and flesh interwoven together. The metal parts emit a cold luster. These mechanical parts are very similar to some "mechanical exoskeletons", but are obviously of a higher level, because each exoskeleton has a power source similar to an "X-type reactor".

These power sources not only have powerful mechanical power themselves, but can also generate electricity biologically.

The combination of the two makes this liberation particularly difficult for the top leaders.

Nilfis, a pure white liberator and a high-ranking member of the Liberation Society, but she also has a more special identity, a 'Mirta', and is said to be a high-ranking member of the Mirta with noble blood.

Those "mechanical parts" were actually the "remains of star armor" that she retained after leaving civilization. Over time, they became one with her flesh and blood.

So this guy is particularly difficult to kill.

Many players have died more than three times. Among those present, the only ones who survived are the two PVP masters, Feiji and San Ge.

Feiji's current operating skills are already better than that of Brother San, the former number one pvp master. His every move creates layers of space ripples. Under the effect of these 'ripples', all the enemy boss's sacrificial moves will be delayed and slowed down. When the opponent pays special attention to him, a ball of light rain will burst out from the space sword in Feiji's hand, and then the raindrops spread and wrap his whole body. The whole person is overlapped in the space, incarnated infinitely.

This is a standard sub-light speed combat. Although it cannot be maintained for a long time, once this move is displayed, there will be basically no rivals in PVP.

As for carrying a knife but not an umbrella on a rainy night, it is another style. His figure is hidden in the darkness, and every time the knife flashes, after three seconds or five seconds, a large piece of flesh and blood will be peeled off from the enemy boss.

In terms of damage, Umbrella is obviously stronger than Corki.

Because of this, he became the enemy's main target of attention, and his health dropped below the warning line several times.

Just when Brother Umbrella thought that he was going to die this time, something strange happened.

As a Mirta, Nilfis possesses an appearance that can be described as that of a goddess. Although she has been transformed into a monster by the technology of the Liberation Society, a beautiful human outline can still be vaguely seen at the core of this flesh and blood creature.

This 'human-shaped outline' suddenly paused, and the next moment, a large amount of blood gushed out of its body, and the blood threads entangled with each other to form another human-shaped outline, with a convex front and a curved back, and the whole body was made up of a large number of strange cursed threads.

It turned out that with the help of the liberation technique, Sister Ji had already lurked inside the other person's body, waiting for this wave.

The players who had already received Sister Ji's notification immediately took drugs or got injections, exerting 120% of their power output, and the one hundred starships in the mid-orbit space launched attacks without paying.

All kinds of large, medium and small energy cannons were madly poured onto this monster that covered more than half of the planet's surface. After her flesh and blood faded away, what was left were various humanoid creatures that had turned into death sculptures.

"If I don't kill you, I'm going to go bankrupt."

Baozi sat in the control room, sighing while directing the robots to stuff high-level energy ore into the reactor.

Charging devices such as stellar sails, space energy absorbers, and gravitational tidal resonance wings can no longer keep up with this level of energy consumption.

Unfortunately, the Jietuo Society does not meet these two points.

The Cybertron Legion is not only a level-three mechanic civilization, but also a level-three starnet civilization.

Fighting can wear you out, but running away won't let you escape.

So Nilfis lost.

When her blood was completely drained, a large amount of flesh and blood was reabsorbed into her body. The female Mirta, whose skin had turned bright red, wanted to say something, but Sister Ji did not give her the chance. A silk thread neatly penetrated her forehead, and at the same time, another silk thread popped out and cut off her neck.

"Come on, Sister Ji, let me see a defeat CG."

"Yeah, don't rush in!"

“Who knows what benefits there might be.”

"Welfare! Welfare! I want welfare!"

Sister Ji put her hands on her hips and cursed:

"Fuck, during the time I was away from the camp, the quality of the books in the camp became so poor that you are all so hungry now."

"Don't worry, when I return, I will definitely go back to my old ways and satisfy you all!"

"No, big sister, this thing obviously has a Mirta plot, it might trigger a hidden mission."

"Fuck, you guys are so greedy for more. Considering the relationship between our camp and those silver-skinned people, you are still thinking about accepting their missions. What a waste!"

Sister Ji’s words triggered a series of complaints.

"Sister, you are the one who eats from the bowl but still thinks about the pot."

"When it comes to running away with a bucket, you're the first one."

"What's that word, convert fanaticism? Is that the right word?"

"Forget it. She is a prostitute who has turned over a new leaf and is now a good woman. She has put up a sign of chastity."

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"I think she was slept with by Old G. Maybe it was 108 different positions."

"Sleeping with a widow, this really suits Old G's taste."

It’s hard to say what kind of person this old man is who can get along well with Sister Ji, but his chastity must be negative, so all kinds of dirty jokes are floating around.

Sister Ji also showed her toughness. When it comes to fighting, not only are men better than her, but most carbon-based species are also inferior to her.

In the end, it was Brother Umbrella who stopped this war of words, which was not a silver party but was better than a silver party, and he coughed dryly.

"Should we continue with our mission? Sister Ji, you haven't found what you're looking for yet."

Sister Ji finally came back to her senses, snorted, and entered the Liberation Society's base as if she was familiar with the place, and went straight through using the corpse of 'Nilphis'.

Finally she got what she wanted.

It was a box that exuded a chilling aura. It was made of an ancient and unknown black wood. The texture on the wood was twisted and coiled, like the outlines of countless struggling souls. The surface of the box was engraved with mysterious runes, and faint purple-black light seeped out from the gaps between the runes.

"What the hell?"

"Can I take a look?"

"Let me take a look too."

Sister Ji glanced back, grabbed it and threw it to an old acquaintance behind her.

The screams of old acquaintances were heard instantly.

"Fuck, fuck, it's actually losing blood."

"I can't shake it off!"

"Why is my hand out of control? It seems like it wants to open this box. Hey, hey, hey, will it be okay to open it?"

"Something happened. You hung up."

Looking at the player who had been 'liberated from the statue', another player complained silently.

"The level drop in the 'sacrificial' style, is it 3 levels or 5 levels?"

"It depends on your luck. If you're unlucky, you'll be level 5. If you die twice, you'll be just like those guys in Orgrimmar."