Chapter 175 The Moon Goddess Who Can't Stand Loneliness

"So strong. Is this an experienced hunter? We are just like toys in front of him." Wen Qi stared blankly at the bright moon above his head. He was already sure of the skills he had mastered through the killings along the way. If you face a werewolf again, you won't die.

But for Father Gascoigne, even if the three of them attend class together, they can only let him play with him. Is there a way to skip class?

Just as he was thinking about it, Hua Yun was already heading towards the priest's location in an aggressive manner. He quickly stopped him and said, "Wait a minute."

Next, let's think about whether there is a way to get around it, otherwise we may not be able to pass the test in our lifetime according to our situation. "

"Maybe one person can attract his attention, and the other two can go to the next save point as quickly as possible to resurrect their companions there. This may be the most effective way."

"Then let me attract his attention. I must kill this guy." Hua Yun, who was walking forward silently, said something from a distance.

"She has been completely immersed in the plot and lost her mind. Let's take this opportunity to sneak around and take a look." Wen Qi was helpless. He was not good at being a team leader and didn't know how to calm down his teammates in this situation. , after saying that, he noticed that Mo Lang's eyes were a little strange, and he asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"

"Is it normal to be unable to stay rational in this situation? How did I find that you are a bit similar to Old Thief Qin?" Mo Lang frowned and said: "Pray for the happiness of others, be sad for the misfortune of others, and be with It is the unique empathy of human beings to empathize with others. If you remain indifferent to the situation of the little girl, how is it different from those monsters? "

"Taking a step back, even if this is just a game, when we take over the task of the little girl, we should give her an explanation. It is not always a good thing to stay calm and rational."

Mo Lang also dragged his ax towards Father Gascoigne and cursed in a low voice: "MD, why do you make NPCs so vivid?"

The barrages of the live broadcast have been scrolling rapidly, and the trolling netizens still maintain their usual trolling nature.

"Brother Lang is mighty!"

"I didn't expect Brother Lang to have such a handsome side when he's not wandering. He's so wet."

"Look at this handsome man. When I enter the game, I will definitely come to Tombstone Forest to offer you incense. From now on, this place will be called Molang Square!"

"Brother Lang, let me teach you, first use a slide shovel, then the crow takes the plane, connects with the tornado and destroys the parking lot, and then you can close your eyes peacefully and wait for death."

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Wen Qi froze on the spot, carefully recalling what he just said. After a long time, he let out a long sigh of regret and followed their footsteps. After all, he was the only one. Even if they reached the next save point and resurrected Mo Lang and Mo Lang, they would probably still be there. When we come back, it is better to help and give up our obsession, and then we can move forward together.

What to do now? Judging from their situation, if Gascoigne's true identity was revealed, he might not even be able to play the game.

By the time he arrived, the blood of the two people had dyed the entire forest of tombstones red and became nutrients for the dead trees. Father Gascoigne's blood volume had dropped to less than one-fifth, so he simply didn't bother to resist and just watched. Watching the priest jump up and knock the ax down, let's do it again.

Wen Qi himself was not good at talking, so he could only follow them to the forest of tombstones again and again, dying and resurrecting again and again. Even he couldn't remember how many times he died. However, the cooperation between the three of them became more and more tacit, and Hua Yun In every battle, he is like a sponge, constantly absorbing experience, and can last longer and longer under the priest's hands.

Even the netizens watching the live broadcast no longer had the mentality of watching a good show, but instead began to cheer for them.

boom!

Hua Yun once again seized the opportunity while the priest was swinging his axe, successfully interrupting his attack and putting him into a state of immobility. Then, a visceral critical hit deducted a large amount of blood, reducing the priest's health bar to two points. One or less.

Cluck cluck...

The priest's figure twisted and deformed in the mad laughter, his muscles swelled as if inflated, thick hair grew, and he completely lost his human posture, turning into a gray-white werewolf nearly three meters tall.

"Second stage! This boss actually has a second stage?" Hua Yun, who was just about to do the same thing, was slapped away by a palm, and shouted with red eyes: "Its attack methods and movements have completely changed!"

This means that the familiar interruption timing and the dodge timing that have been engraved in the soul by the ax will be overturned at this time.

After the priest turned into an orc, his attack power did not increase much, but his speed became faster. And although he abandoned the last trace of reason as a human being, his rich hunting experience in the past has become instinct, and as a beast, Intuition becomes more elusive.

"It's hard to get him to enter the second stage. I'll buy time. You guys hurry up and raise your health. This may be our last chance." Mo Lang took the initiative to greet him, but the priest's strange and changeable movements made him unable to parry. After two moves, his chest was smashed.

The other two people also closed their eyes unwillingly while being bitten. Is this the meaning of the grass-cutting game?

Mo Lang once again stood at the rebirth point, looking reluctantly in the direction of the forest of tombstones, just a little bit closer, just a little bit closer!

He didn't want to give up just like that, and he didn't want to be laughed at by the old thief Qin who didn't know where he was hiding. He wanted to give the little girl an explanation, so

He must kill this priest no matter what.

In Mo Lang's resentment, some kind of change occurred in the whole world. The full moon showed a faint blood color at some point, and a figure descended from the blood moon. It only had a scarlet skeleton and a few tails like skirts. Shaking, the different temperaments are harmoniously mixed together on it.

Indifferent and elegant, but covered in blood and filth.

He came quietly and held Mo Lang from behind with his skeletal hands. He pressed his forehead against the back of Mo Lang's head. He whispered something from the stars, and the next second the figure disappeared.

No one knew that He had come, not even Mo Lang. He just felt an idea rising from his mind, which made him suddenly enlightened. Wen Qi just had an illusion in his trance, and the whole world seemed to darken for a moment. The clock sounded very clearly at that moment.

But he looked around and found nothing unusual, so he just assumed that he had died too many times and was hallucinating.

"Maybe there is an easier way." Mo Lang raised his head and grinned: "We can go back and kill everything we find, so that we can become stronger and don't have to face the priest again. Feeling powerless.”

Wen Qi hesitated and said, "It's best not to do this. I feel something is not right."