I was Born in Hell

Of you, only one will survive.

When Gu Fan uttered these words, an extremely cold coldness rushed over his face, and the true cruelty was vividly reflected.

"Ghost King."

Gu Fan called lightly.

The monster under the scarlet robe struck casually, the speed indistinguishable to the naked eye surpassed the sound, the ghoul king's claws tore the enemy's back, slapped the ghost king's head, and pressed his whole body into the snow .

What is this for? ?

The ghost king stretched out a finger and cut his own blood vessel.

A drop of crystal clear emerald green liquid flowed out, and the King of Ghosts poured this drop into the torn back wound, instantly blended into the blood vessels, and slowly began to spread.

poison.

This is the poison of the ghoul king.

After the ghost king finished all this, he let go of him... In front of this monster, the small leader of the dark dragon army is as fragile as a child in a kindergarten.

"The toxin will explode completely within a day."

Gu Fan acted as the commentator, with a playful smile on his face: "You should be able to feel it, right?"

This is a game.

Thousand Needles and Ghost Knife like to play this kind of game of cat and mouse, so Gu Fan will let them play enough.

Ghost Sword immediately understood what Gu Fan meant.

He showed horror in his eyes, and his voice trembled a little: "Will you...will detoxify me...?"

Detoxification?

"That depends on whether you can live to the end."

Gu Fan waved his hand casually: "I feel a little bored, let's start quickly, otherwise you will be the first to die."

After Gu Fan finished speaking, Ghost Dao immediately turned his head and ran outward like crazy.

He took out a communication device, which marked the location of his teammates, obviously wanting to start with his own people.

A few minutes later.

In the Ghost Saber Squad, the fighters in charge of the investigation took back all kinds of tools, prepared to stop monitoring Gu Fan and everyone, and cooperated with the captain to leave the scene.

"ah?"

"Captain, why are you here?"

The scout is very skilled and senses someone approaching.

Ghost Knife didn't hide his scorching aura either. He was panting heavily and holding his big knife, and his sudden appearance made the investigators a little puzzled.

Logically speaking... scouts are the eyes of the team, and they can't reveal their position under any circumstances, but why did the captain suddenly appear? It's not in line with the usual style of the team.

"I'll come and poke the blind team's eyes."

The Ghost Knife said sinisterly, but the scout hadn't reacted yet, and then the black sharp blade slashed from top to bottom.

Pooh.

The nimble and sharp scout's chest exploded when he stretched out his hand, and was slashed horizontally with blood dripping out.

"Why??"

"Captain, why did you kill me?"

The scout fell to the ground, his combat effectiveness greatly reduced, and the opponent who was not Ghost Saber had no chance of resisting at all.

Why?

Very simple, in order to survive.

"I want to live, you have to die!!"

The ferocious Ghost Knife walked up to the investigator, pierced his chest with a ruthless blow, piercing his heart and spine, and he ended up dying.

alright.

The "eyes" of the entire team went blind.

Holding the communication device, Ghost Knife began to slaughter its members one by one.

The sniper had his throat slit.

A powerful superhuman whose head was split in half.

Another person discovered that his teammates had died one after another. There was no rescue in the vast expanse of the world, and he was surrounded by layers of fear, as if trapped in a huge cage.

"Where are you?"

Suddenly, the captain's voice came from the communication device.

The man was overwhelmed with excitement, and immediately replied; "Captain, are you still alive? That's great. The others are already dead. It's too snowy here, and the signal is not good..."

"Okay, where are you waiting, I'll go find you."

The sound of the ghost knife stopped abruptly here, and a moment later there was another corpse in the snow.

All gone.

In the ghost knife team, all the elite hunters he brought were slaughtered by him.

guilty?

Are you guilty?

No... Ghost Saber didn't feel apologetic towards those dead team members.

On the contrary, without killing a single person, the fear in his heart increased.

This is not in line with common sense.

Logically speaking, the more people killed by Ghost Saber, the more at ease they should be. After all, the number of people competing for "survival" is decreasing.

But the reality is quite the opposite.

Despair, fear, all kinds of negative emotions are filled with ghost knife.

The more you kill those former teammates, the more you can see your fate.

"Will I be killed like this?"

"Can I survive, yes, yes, definitely will, I will kill everyone and be the last one."

In fact, Ghost Knife's mental state was on the verge of collapse. He started to attack the people with thousands of needles, looking for their whereabouts, and became more and more crazy.

the other side.

After Ghost Knife left, a monster wearing a huge scarlet robe appeared inexplicably at the place where the murder was committed.

A drop of emerald green, brightly colored liquid dripped from its fingertips onto the corpse.

alive.

The scout, sniper, and other members who had just been killed by the ghost knife stood up slowly.

Their flesh begins to rot.

Their muscles start to swell.

The overly powerful muscles tore the skin apart, and the limbs of the mutated corpse also became stronger, with sharp and long nails growing out on the ground.

ghouls.

They all turned into ghouls.

After becoming a ghoul, these people's strength has increased unabated, but the brain has not been completely corrupted, but has retained most of the combat experience.

The intelligence level of each ghoul can reach the level of a 5-year-old child, most of which are occupied by combat experience. To be precise... these are standard combat machines.

Ghoul family.

This is a family of ghouls that Gu Fan needs.

The ghost king can create his own clan, use his blood to transform other humans or corpses, and gradually grow the clan.

Soon...the ghouls wailed around the ghost king.

They still have hatred in their brains, the hatred for the ghost knife killing themselves, the hatred for the betrayal of their partners.

chase it! !

Chase it, kill it! !

This game has only just begun.

The Ghoul King continued to chase after him with the cubs, but the situation of Thousand Needles, who had already escaped on the other side, was even worse.

A team member died.

That had just happened, and she had thought she had run far enough to be out of range.

However, within the range of the communicator's radar display, a team member's life signs disappeared, and it was obvious that he was killed.

Then came the second, third, and fourth.

This is a hunting game, someone is constantly chasing it, and the thousand needles don't know when it's their turn.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Every time someone dies, her fear will deepen, because the next one may be herself.

It turns out... this is what it feels like to be hunted down.

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