Sequence game, starting from drawing props

Chapter 131 The natural disaster is coming, the natural disaster is gone

Wasteland Superman saw Ian stepping out of the spaceship with a great cold sword in his hand.

The nearby flesh and blood monsters found them and came from all directions.

However, there was some subtle confusion at the scene.

"Huh? What is this?"

The player who was rescuing the survivors suddenly found that some flesh and blood monsters lost their hatred for them?
Not only that, even the blood bar turned green, which symbolized friendly forces!

The bright green blood streaks almost blinded their eyes.

"Fuck! Who enslaved the monster, so outrageous?!"

The player who had just been attacked by a monster still had some wounds on his body, and a claw had ripped a big hole in his chest.

A flesh and blood monster with green blood stripes, in his bewildered eyes, dragged his hand and dragged it out.

The monster successfully rescued him from the monster group, and other players helped him bandage his wound.

?

Friendly flesh and blood monsters with green blood bars?

Such doubts emerged in the hearts of all players.

However, when they felt a chill, they watched Ian raise that hideous sword with one hand, pointing at a flesh and blood monster.

They immediately understood everything.

"Submit to me!"

In the minds of the flesh and blood monsters, chaotic voices sounded, and they were telling all kinds of blasphemous words.

Its soul is being destroyed, even if it is not harmed, the temperature of life is passing from its body.

In just a few seconds, it completely lost its life. In the eyes of a corpse, the ice-blue soul fire was burning.

It also became a "faithful slave".

The domination from the soul level not only destroyed its will, but also completely controlled its body.

The corruption of Frostmourne, even if a hero comes, will eventually become a mindless puppet over time.

"Outlanders... turned monsters into allies?"

One player muttered to himself.

His tone was surprised, and his face was clearly in disbelief.

Outrageous!

It seemed that the outsider didn't pay any price at all, and harmlessly disposed of a monster that surpassed his level 10 at a distance of nearly [-] meters.

The monster turned into an allied army and was at his disposal. He even ordered a suicide attack on his compatriots, and the monster did not hesitate.

This……

"Sequence ability?"

Wasteland Superman was a little dazed, the rescue plan went smoother than he had imagined.

Originally, fighting outside of him would be extremely difficult. After all, the difficulty of the double natural disasters is enough to be daunting.

But as the mission began, he discovered to his astonishment that Ian alone was an army.

The fighting power is even!

Every time a period of time passes, Ian will dominate a monster and let them kill each other.

Players pass by monsters, and those monsters will not attack them.

This scene is really magical...

"As expected of... an outsider."

The player with the gun sighed, "As expected of the mysterious side."

How do foreigners achieve this ability?I don't know, maybe it's because of the big sword.

Is this reasonable?Unreasonable, absolutely unreasonable.

The outsider is no longer leapfrogging, but a person surpassing level 10 can dominate a monster in a few seconds.

Equivalent conversion means that Ian is killing monsters that are quite difficult for players in seconds at a steady speed.

This... this can only be said to be outrageous.

"Fuck!"

A player's expression was distorted like a famous Picasso painting, and he couldn't hold back:
"I'm fucking going to the mysterious side, don't stop me."

"What nonsense to climb technology, this is definitely a version trap, right? The combat power of foreigners, you say level 30...don't, level 40! Can you play this effect at level 40?"

Level 40?
After Wasteland Superman heard it, he thought briefly.

Not to mention level 40, isn't there a level 39 player in the team, and they still play with fear.

But the outsider from the mysterious side... is completely buggy.

Some players, fighting monsters with weapons in their hands, have no time to complain about Ian's combat power.

But in their minds, the guns in their hands have lost their warmth, and their yearning for technology has suddenly lost more than half.

what to do?Halfway through the game, I suddenly realized that I was a big grudge.

give up.

This game can't be played anymore, delete the account and retrain early, it will benefit your physical and mental health, and save you from dying of a cerebral hemorrhage someday...

Ian heard their conversation, but didn't know what to say.

"Good luck."

Besides, he couldn't say any other words of comfort.

Everything about Frostmourne is a secret, and the fewer people who know it, the better.

They just need to understand that Frostmourne is dangerous, and outsiders are also dangerous, and that's enough.

"Cuckoo!"

Seagulls soar in the sky, providing Ian with vision.

Suddenly, it was attacked by something invisible, and its health dropped by 65% ​​in an instant, turning into residual blood in an instant.

"Goo!"

A seagull covered in blood fell from the sky, and a huge translucent machine condensed from the space.

Ian frowned, first cast a spell to catch the seagull, and fed it some soul regeneration.

Then, he looked at the strange machine in the air.

"That's 'Close Encounters of the Third Kind'!"

Wasteland Superman immediately reminded players to be prepared.

The meaning of the third kind of contact is "first encounter with aliens", but this natural disaster comes from high dimensions.

From the moment it appeared, white electric current erupted immediately on the surfaces of the two spaceships present.

The color of the electric current is very strange, and its effect is also quite strange.

Although the spaceship was not abnormal, a part of the ruins below the spaceship, the steel bars and steel plates inside, were actually decomposed into liquid.

In the eyes of everyone, they condense into a complex mechanical Gundam, with countless barrels protruding from its body.

"Leave that thing alone! They can't be killed!"

Wasteland Superman has long seen the weirdness of this thing.

A machine is lifeless and cannot be killed. Even if it is destroyed and turned into garbage, it will be reassembled for the second time.

"The "Third Contact" natural disaster will only send out energy attacks and open the energy shield!"

Next to Wasteland Superman's spaceship, a blue energy shield unfolded.

The disaster machinery launched an attack on the spaceship and analyzed the combat effectiveness of everyone present.

"Explore the level of threat..."

"Does it possess weapons of mass destruction..."

"Is it a higher life form..."

After issuing instructions one by one, Gaowei Machinery quickly analyzed the players present.

It looks at Wasteland Superman first.

"No, no, no."

Wasteland Superman poses no threat to it, possesses no weapons of mass destruction, and is not a higher being.

The same goes for other players.

When they heard the analysis language of the natural disaster machine, everyone's face was a little angry.

"No, no, no."

"Identified as: Worthless organism."

The analysis of natural disaster machinery is completed.

At this time, a flesh and blood monster attacked it, and it shot through it with laser light.

"An abnormal entity was found..."

The sound module of the natural disaster machine suddenly became a little weird.

"The presence of unknown forces has been detected..."

"Restart detection..."

It looked around, ignoring the detected players, and finally focused on Ian in the distance.

Ian was facing it with his back, and he was controlling the flesh and blood monsters one by one.

The detection function of the natural disaster machine became popular in an instant.

"Buzzing!!"

"Warning! Advanced threat target."

"The existence of "dark matter" information has been detected...high risk."

"A "higher life form" was detected..."

"Detected... detected... detected..."

Click.

A crackling sound exploded from the processor in its brain.

Its whole body began to smoke, and the mechanical body lost control.

"Warning... Due to the existence of unknown threats, after analysis..."

"We have decided to retreat."

This command was transmitted to the entire planet in an instant.

Players have no way to understand this command, they are encrypted gibberish, which can only be analyzed by the "third contact" natural disaster.

But at this moment, the natural disaster no longer intends to stay.

It's going to run away.

What is that thing? !

Dark matter, unknown energy body, cosmic rules, time...

All kinds of messy things mixed together.

Any one of them can be evaluated as "advanced threat".

But they are plural, so many that it is a disaster.

It seems that threats from the entire universe have appeared in front of it.

Is this a disguise?Hackers who manipulated information, hacked into the universe and tampered with information, causing it to receive wrong information?

Do not!
This is true.

It also saw the light!That thing can hardly be called an "advanced threat".

The Scourge Mech didn't understand what it was, it seemed to be light, and it was shining anyway.

But other than that, any parsing of it is useless, that thing cuts off everything...

It had to escape, and its processor told it the calculation result, which was an existence far beyond the truth of the universe.

is dangerous.

That figure must be a natural disaster!

The mechanical disaster "Close Encounters of the Third Kind", which originally appeared like the Destroyer, has wisdom.

After it analyzed Ian, 45% of the processing modules were directly burned, and it did not analyze what "light energy" was.

The computing power is loaded due to high-level threat targets, the language pronunciation module is turned off, the attack module is turned off, and the action module is turned off.

Almost all of its computing power was destroyed by this instant detection, leaving only the idea of ​​"running away".

don't run!I can't run away!
Then, in front of all survivors on the planet.

it ran.

It ran very neatly, and it didn't even pass 30 seconds from appearing to disappearing.

A burst of white light flickered, and all the disaster machines ran away.

They go to higher dimensions.

The number of liberated Scourges on the current planet, changed to 1.

This scene is incredible.

"Huh?" Wasteland Superman looked at his planet helplessly, two natural disasters became one.

This is more efficient than the "Demotion Ceremony", and it is a real natural disaster to escape in embarrassment.

Close Encounters of the Third Kind escaped!
It gave up all its territory, gave up this planet, cut off all connections, and simply ran away.

"This...my world seems to be..."

Wasteland Superman stammered: "It seems... safe?"

is not that right?

A single natural disaster is a normal start, and there is only one "Blood God Sacrifice" left, so there is no need to take refuge in the space station!

Isn't he stupid if he doesn't want to leave a planet and go to the space station to shrink back?

But... why? !

What exactly did "Third Kind of Contact" detect, and it actually made a strange and curious behavior, canceling all the intrusions in one fell swoop.

Players can understand the detection of the disaster machine, but when Ian is detected from the disaster machine, its CPU is burned.

All subsequent detections are only spread within the natural disaster machinery.

Players don't know what's going on.

Anyway, the planet was safe in an instant.

The other players suspected it was Ian, but after thinking about it, it was unlikely.

Ian is better than the flesh and blood monster, but there is a huge gap between the player and the natural disaster.

He can scare away natural disasters, and he can completely kill natural disasters directly. The efficiency of controlling monsters is too slow.

But Wasteland Superman secretly glanced at Ian.

Unlike other players, Wasteland Superman doesn't think so.

This is his planet, and there are no secrets on it. No matter from which aspect, natural disasters should not escape.

Today, there is a player who is so outstanding that he can even be called incomprehensible.

That player is an outlander.

After the aliens came, the situation on the planet suddenly changed.

The flesh and blood monsters lost their threat and were dominated by him one by one, falling into civil war.

The mechanical disaster wanted to invade, but suddenly discovered some abnormality, and then fled like lightning, taking away all the high-dimensional machines.

It seems... They don't want to have any connection with this world at all.

Only "outsiders" meet this requirement.

The player team kills the nearby flesh and blood monsters and rendezvous with Wasteland Superman.

Ian also came, and after dominating the monsters and ordering them to kill each other, Ian got a pretty good loot.

Wasteland Superman took a deep breath: "Some kind of accident happened, the number of natural disasters on my planet became one..."

Other players speak:
"Isn't that saved!"

"Yes, yes! Congratulations, you just need to organize the people on the mainland to destroy these flesh and blood monsters!"

The players couldn't stay for too long, and the rest had to be resolved by Wasteland Superman himself.

But this is enough, the subsidence of a natural disaster can be called a "big victory".

Complete victory!

Although it is a bit unclear, it is a good thing to win.

Wasteland Superman finds Ian alone:

"Outlander, thank you very much, that..."

He hesitated for a moment, then asked: "The third kind of contact suddenly escaped, do you know why?"

"escape?"

Ian was taken aback.

He doesn't know anything.

He didn't even engage in a frontal fight, but dominated the monsters from behind.

Ian doesn't know what kind of ability and strength the third type of contact with natural disasters has.

He tested the upper limit of natural disasters, he didn't need to fight head-on, but through some observations.

So, Ian didn't know about contacts of the third kind.

"I don't know." Ian shook his head, "Let's talk about it next time we meet."

"no more chance."

Wasteland Superman smiled awkwardly: "The third type of natural disaster... escaped."

Ian was taken aback.

Escaping is not escaping from the battlefield...is escaping from the sequence world? !
Is "Encounters of the Third Kind" a sudden illness on the battlefield?

"That's really congratulations..."

Ian's tone was complicated.

"Yes, yes. Thank you very much."

Wasteland Superman nodded one after another, and Ian didn't know what he was thanking.

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