Players Please Respect Yourself

   Chapter 15 Self-created skills [Millennium Kill]

   There is no hair, and the exposed skin is so dark at the bottom of the pot. Under the blood moon, the skull glowed so pale that it could be seen through the skin and muscles.

   The turbid yellow 'whites', bizarre white pupils, pointed ears and a single horn on his forehead, he undoubtedly fits a role like [Ghost Race] very well.

   On the body of the humanoid, four are dark and slender. At first glance, it is a relatively agile type.

   If you were ambushed by such a guy in the woods, the result would be bad.

   As soon as he appeared, the players were frightened.

  【Long Bean Sprouts】 screamed: "Ah! No one told me, this is such a horror game!!"

  [H] said: "Hey, you seem to be the girl from the forum, is this really fragrant?"

   "I want you to take care of it!?"

   Just when the player was a little shaken, he found that the ghost screamed: "Ah! Woah..."

   "What happened to this product?"

  【Chu Jiayun】 scratched his head: "I see that the outpost is completed, so I just called some people to dig a row of small holes the size of fists against the city wall."

   Those were pits twenty centimeters deep, the size of a human fist. Usually, when you walk over, you will fall at most. If you jump off the city wall, you will end up with this ghost.

   One inadvertently stepped on the small pit and broke his leg on the spot.

  Some players couldn't help but wanted to go out and make up for it.

  Who knew that a lot of ghosts fell on the wall like dumplings.

   "Defense! Stand by!" The crayfish were scared to pee, and hurried back to the post.

   Soon, seven or eight ghosts armed with bone blades rushed into the post through the only doorway.

   They seemed to have dark vision, and they glanced around and found that the compartment was very small, with a door high in one person in the front, and a 'dog hole' 70 cm high and 40 cm wide on the left and right sides.

   hesitated for a while, each of the ghosts went to one of the dog caves, and the rest of the ghosts rushed to the same door. As soon as I entered, I found that it was another cubicle less than 10 square meters. Once again there is a main entrance and two dog holes.

   Ghost had to split up again.

   Seven turns and eight turns, the ghosts with the largest number of ghosts only felt that their feet were suddenly empty...

   On other roads, the ghosts who burrowed into the dog holes were quite irritable.

   This size is quite narrow for a ghost with a human physique, and if you want to get past it, you can only use a crawl.

   As soon as a ghost probed into a dog hole, a crayfish fell from the sky with both hands clenching the bricks.

When    flew down, [Yunwei] Zhong Er shouted loudly: "No matter how high the kung fu is, you will be knocked down with one brick!"

   In anticipation, the ghost who foolishly stretched his head over should be smashed by a turn of his head. Who would have known that the ghost would shrink back very ruthlessly.

   On the other side, I saw the ghost entering the hole, and [Stab] drilled out from a smaller lobster hole that was only 30 centimeters high. He clenched the 【Abyss Fierce Teeth】, ready to target the ghost's pp for a copycat version of 【Popular Explosive Slash】.

  The ghost knew that the ghost would suddenly step back, and it happened to be sent to the shrimp gun of [Stab].

   "Wow—" The ghost, who was suddenly poisoned by Chrysanthemum, rushed forward subconsciously, only to be hit on the head by Yunwei's moving brick.

   "Crack!" The broken bricks splashed, and the head opened on the spot.

   The ghost was dizzy, and the crayfish next to him suddenly swarmed up and slashed the drowning dog with the abyss series of teeth knives.

   At this time, Wang Hao, who was guarding the core area of ​​the outpost, saw a system prompt.

  Suddenly, his wicked taste broke out.

On the other side of   , [Stab], who was crying while holding his shrimp gun, received a system prompt.

   [Congratulations to the player (stab), who has comprehended the self-created skill (Millennium Kill) through constant critical strikes. 】

  [(Millennium Kill): As long as you aim at the enemy's chrysanthemum and give a quick blow with a zigzag blade, it can cause 200% damage, and has a 15% chance to cause the enemy to fall into abnormal states, including paralysis, paralysis, excitement, and fury! 】

  【Ask the player (stab) if you want to be sure to learn this skill! 】

  Trusted was dumbfounded: "I... this... peat! I can't do it after I learn it?"

After    clicked to confirm, Stab was dumbfounded again.

   That's the full server, and the announcement of the Land Forsaken Zone on the Sitian Forum at the same time.

  【Congratulations to the player (stab)…】

  The player is frying, and the reactions are all:

"Wow ha ha ha ha!"

   "23333!"

   "www!"

   At this moment, the thrusting really wanted to die.

The    outpost has long been turned into a labyrinth by Wang Hao. Unless the enemy has the ability to be a maze killer and tear down the wall, he will only be trapped to death if he follows his preset path.

   In the plains battle, the 99 crayfish under his command are not reliable at all. Ten ghosts rush over, and they will be washed away in one encounter.

   If it becomes a tunnel battle, then the smaller crayfish soldiers will be awesome.

   The real entrance is not any of the three doors at all. No matter which door the opponent walks through, they will be besieged by the player.

   It doesn't matter if a player hangs, after Wang Hao resurrects the player, the player can run back to the front line through the dog hole dedicated to the crayfish man.

   At this time, if anyone can overlook the entire battlefield, they will find that hundreds of ghosts are surrounding this outpost that is standing on the edge of the stream.

   The outpost looks like an island surrounded by the middle of the sea.

  The ghosts let out a shrill cry, and they beat the human-skin drum with sticks made of thigh bones, trying to make the people in the post lose their fighting spirit.

  Who knows, ten ghosts went in...twenty...fifty, but none of them came out.

   There were fierce battle sounds, the ripping of the blade into the flesh, the dying cry, the angry roar, but there was no victory cry when the ghosts won.

  The small outpost is like an abyss beast, ruthlessly devouring all invaders who dare to step into its territory.

   The ghost finally became timid, and I don't know who took the lead in whining.

   The red moon above their heads still stimulated their nerves, but they fled with their tails between their tails like bereaved dogs.

   "Hahaha! We won!"

   "Wow, so much experience!"

   "These guys are so poor, they have nothing but bones on their bodies."

   "Grass! Bad luck!"

   "Who else? My lord, I want to hit a hundred."

   In the vision of the players, all ghost wounds were covered with mosaics. They didn't feel disgusted at all, but discussed happily.

   They are only 60 centimeters high, and they have a sense of accomplishment to knock down these ghosts who are like giants!

   Wang Hao, who was hiding in the deepest part of the post, was still a little unconvinced: "That's it?"

   It stands to reason that the outpost was built with the delimiting stone, and it also withstood the wave of encirclement and suppression at night. He should be able to rest and consider returning to his own world through the delimiting stone.

   He didn't know if he went back too late, if there would be any accident.

The idea of ​​   coming back was almost unstoppable.

   (end of this chapter)