The Witcher Loads the Thriller Game

Wang Ya has also discovered the change in the number of survivors.

Just an hour or so after midnight, so many people died.

This made him wonder whether these thrillers could survive till dawn.

It's really weak!

Does this thriller game bring in some new players who have not experienced thriller games?

According to the intensity of this terrifying world, no matter how hard it is, some old people must be allowed in.

Intermediate players and the like.... They are similar to his current level.

But Wang Ya quickly put this point behind and ignored it because it was unnecessary.

This horror world is obviously a single-player customs clearance scene.

Other thrillers, and even a certain possibility, are opponents to each other.

The old coffin floats behind Wang Ya, and on the lid of the crimson energy particle coffin, there are also nine bone cores.

Such a match, walking on the street, is really very conspicuous.

That is to say, the night is extremely dense, and there are hardly many people walking on the gloomy streets.

It was late at night, when it should have started to rest.

Only two or three drunks seemed to have just emerged from the bar, supporting each other, leaning against a street lamp.

On the street lights, there are also many flyers and posters pasted.

When Wang Ya passed by these people, he just glanced over curiously.

He withdrew his gaze, and now he didn't have much time delay.

My heart is also quite hot, I want to study the fundamentals of this world as soon as possible.

As for asking for directions, he also felt unable to ask anything from the three drunks.

Let's explore slowly by yourself.

The previous medical university was also a good place, and it should have a corresponding environment.

But after all, it's still a lot worse, it's not a specialized research place.

What Wang Ya wants to find is the kind of place that is relatively large and can support his large-scale or medium-scale experiments.

The three drunks also saw Wang Ya and the suspended coffin behind Wang Ya.

Rubbing his eyes, he said drunkly: "I seemed to have seen a person just now, with a floating coffin behind me, and walked over..."

"You kid is drunk, how could this happen, there is no one at all, and no coffin."

Another drunkard sneered.

The rest of the drunkard also laughed: "This guy is awkward. He is actually drunk and laughs to death. Unlike me, who is super brave and can drink more alcohol."

"I'm different, I'm more courageous, and drink more than you all..."

"Who, who else can be braver than me, drink more than me, I am a man who is not drunk."

The drunkard who said he was super brave before said it a little uncomfortably, and at the same time his eyes widened, but all he saw was a blur.

There was already an alcoholic who didn't hold back, fell asleep, and snored.

"It's super inferior...hahaha..."

The bravest alcoholic said with a look of disdain, and at the same time shook another alcoholic who was asleep.

After discovering that he couldn't wake up, he mocked and said: "It doesn't seem to work, sure enough, I still drink the best."

"No, I can drink the best, you are more courageous than me!"

The drunkard said with an uncomfortable face: "I'm **** asleep, and he said he's braver than me and can drink better than me..."

Suddenly, he seemed to have some reaction. If these two guys are asleep, then who is talking again?

The voice gave him a hint.

"Look at the top, I'm above you!"

The drunkard was paralyzed by the alcohol, and immediately smirked and stood up drunk.

"Where is it... I don't believe anyone can drink better than me..."

"Behind you!"

The drunkard saw some flyers and newspapers on the street lamp.

What attracted him the most was a red leaflet. The color faded a bit. It seemed to be a missing person notice. There was a meticulously combed hair on it. There were even some greasy western middle-aged men with hooked nose and thin lips. , Is a pair of eyes that are very fierce and evil.

At first glance, the drunkard almost thought that he was standing alone.

When it was clear that it was a missing person notice, he immediately made a mockery.

"I thought it was something, it turned out to be a flyer...hiccup..."

But the drunkard didn't realize that the person on the flyer actually had substantive facial features, and moved, revealing a grinning face.

His eyes were sunken incomparably, like an evil spirit seeing his prey, full of greed and desire.

"I really can drink the best. If you don't believe me, I will prove it to you!"

The drunkard burped another alcoholic, and said with a smile: "Okay, show me the proof!"

"Okay! But what I drink is not wine, but blood!"

The middle-aged man in the red flyer grinned, his teeth showing up.

The next moment, he directly stretched out his hand and grabbed the alcoholic from the flyer.

Then it was pulled directly into the flyer.

It's as if there is another space for this flyer.

The chewing sound and the faint scream gradually disappeared.

The red flyer, originally still a little bleak, has now become blood-like bright red.

Tick!

Blood dripped down the corners of the square frame of the flyer.

Hit the two alcoholics on the head and face and wake them up.

"What's going on...ah...this is blood...a lot of blood..."

The two woke up immediately after drinking, and awkwardly crawled far away from the range of the street light.

But the next moment, the two people found that there were already a pair of legs in front of them, resisting their way.

Red leather shoes with blood like blood on them, followed by red trousers.

The two drunks looked at this figure blankly.

The eagle-nosed middle-aged man in a red suit smiled very happily:

"Hello, my name is Tripp. I am glad to meet you. In addition, I just made a bet with your companions. In order to prove that I can drink, I can only trouble you."

In the next moment, the eyes of the two drunks were filled with blood-red colors.

The sound of chewing continued to sound, and the miserable and desperate sound of wailing was directly transmitted far away.

The blood flowed into the sewer pipe gradually following the arc.

Some rustling red-eyed mice found blood and licked them constantly. There were still many skeletons in the sewers.

There are humans and animals.

The number of red-eyed mice is increasing, and finally a huge tide of mice is directly formed, constantly moving in the sewer.

..........

With blood-colored leather shoes walking on the street, Tripp stopped at the place where Wang Ya had walked before.

Then he crawled to the ground and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes, there was a rare look of fear in his eyes.

You can't go wrong, this smell.

It's the smell of that guy.

Possessing the power of terror, it is even the twelfth existence on the terror list.

It is expected to advance to the top ten ranking of the "Living Dead Red Girl".

And he is just the 20th "glutton Tripp" on the horror list.

Encountering an existence like Hongnv can only be beaten down, or even killed by a spike.

The coffin, he saw clearly in the flyer, was the coffin of the red girl.

Nothing else has that taste.

But he was taken away by the man in weird clothes.

What is going on, why is there such an outrageous thing happening.

Who is that man...

Tripp was full of doubts, but he also felt the horror of that man.

"Just looking at me, it seems that my entire existence is about to be wiped out. It's horrible."

Tripp's heart was full of lingering fears.

"Simply, that existence didn't seem to want to take care of me, it took my life back."

Recalling that figure, he can be sure that there is absolutely no such a figure on the horror list.

And, even more exaggerated than the top ten on the list.

That amazing sense of presence, and the strength that can't be ignored.

This is almost his natural ability.

It is precisely because of this ability that he has been able to stay on the horror list, and is almost eternal 20th.

There are some changes in other positions.

Because in this horrible city, there are too many guys who want to climb up.

All kinds of murderers and monsters run rampant.

The higher the ranking on the horror list, it also proves how amazing the horror they bring.

The ranking of the top ten on the list is relatively constant, with some fluctuations between tenth and twentieth.

After 20, the ranking of 30 fluctuates greatly.

It changes almost every day.

There are even a lot of ordinary murderers without any supernatural powers. They only made the list because they killed so many people and were extremely evil.

Terrorist cities have a set of rules that will determine their existence on the list and their rankings.

The easiest way is to directly defeat the members of the original list to take their place.

It's not that no one wants to challenge him, but because of his natural ability, the weak will directly suppress the weak, and the strong will take the initiative to give up their position.

This saved his life.

After a long time, the position of these 20 people, I don't know how many times it has fallen on his head.

There are always idiots trying to challenge existences that are much stronger than them.

The final result is nothing more than a dead word.

"That existence is the most terrifying guy I have ever encountered. I don't know where it came from and what its purpose is. Hong Nu is probably planted..."

Tripp took a deep breath, this is the existence that is expected to hit the top ten rankings.

The top ten are all monsters, especially the top five. They just don’t know where the bottom line is.

"The horror city is becoming more and more dangerous. It seems that I have to lie dormant for a while. After the mayor disappeared, real monsters and monsters appeared...I don’t know what the top ten think, it is against the existing Or follow the rules of..."

When Tripp thought of these things, he felt extremely deep.

The mayor’s disappearance has had too many effects.

The top five have a powerful force that can influence the rules in the dark.

...........

Time came in the middle of the night.

Liming opened his eyes, feeling a little irritable in his heart.

‘Hey, I still can’t sleep! ’

Not because of other things, but just because of the instinctive stress response of the body.

Only after experiencing a lot of dangers, there are potential dangers outside. Although it is safe now, the heavy pressure is pressing on Liming's body.

This time the horror world is really not a joke, it is very likely to die.

He looked at the number of survivors in the lower left corner.

There are only 12 left.

Two people died again.

What kind of horror world is this?

Shouldn't such a thrilling world be explored by top players.

Perhaps only one or two great players can be insured.

Dawn is not a novice player. Judging from the current situation, the intensity of this world is really no different from the world explored by top players.

Even, he has watched one or two great **** players, and the world-related videos that he has experienced are nothing more than that.

There is one characteristic of unity in such a thrilling world.

That is extremely unreasonable, some existence is extremely powerful, powerful enough to make players desperate.

Only through a few methods, some strategies, a combination of vertical and horizontal lines, or finding those existing weaknesses, can the level be cleared.

And it's just clearing customs. Whether it can really cause danger to those existences is a big question.

And those who do these are the top **** players among the thrillers.

He is just a small high-level player, how can he pass the level from this terrifying world of horror.

He even had some doubts whether the horror system was wrong, this Nima would be the horror world of this stage, I am afraid it is the horror world that the great players are exploring.

"Everything is to survive. Lao Tzu prepared all the props for this thriller world, and it cost a lot of money. He predicted the laterality of this thriller world in advance and bought a lot of related props. ....."

When Liming thought of this, he wanted to vomit blood very much in his heart.

Knowing that this horror world is such a horror, he would not spend a lot of horror points to buy all kinds of equipment, as well as abilities, and improve his strength. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

This is not something that can be passed by improving some strength, but it is really hopeless.

If there is a chance to come back, he will choose to buy a resurrection number.

Rather than just plunge into it so recklessly.

"The dawn of miracles...hehe..."

He himself started to mock himself.

Whether or not the world of horror can survive this time is a big question.

I didn't even have any thoughts, and went to work to please the audience in the live broadcast room.

Sometimes, when you are alive, you have already given up everything you have!

...........

At the same time, on the other side, Wang Ya also seemed to have found his ideal place.

A great place to be used as a laboratory!