Lucky billion players, you've never seen one before / I can accumulate my own luck

Surprise also appeared in the eyes of the others.

No plan, just recklessly?

Fan Xiao doesn't seem like that kind of person...

"Regarding the third mission, the village chief of Red Village didn't say anything. There's no intelligence, so how could there be a plan?"

Fan Xiao shrugged: "There's no plan for this operation; it's all about strength!"

"It's not impossible for you to stay and help. I can protect your safety, but... you'll have to act as bait and distract the Ghost Queen."

"Barecloth?" Tanya frowned, not rejecting the offer outright, but instead asking, "How will you lure them?"

"It's easy!"

Fan Xiao knew: "Right now, the person the Ghost Queen hates the most and wants to kill the most is definitely me."

"Therefore, I need you all to transform into my likeness and launch an attack on the approaching Demon Queen from all directions."

"I will strike her while she is distracted and deliver the fatal blow."

"That sounds a bit dangerous," Sue said, standing next to Tanya. "We can't even defeat the subconscious entity; how can it really distract us from the real body?"

Sue was not optimistic about this operation.

However, Tanya, as the team leader, chose to stay, and she and Jane would not be the first to leave the instance.

"You can't defend against the Ghost Queen's mental interference, I'll take care of that for you. As for other dangers... if things get out of hand, just choose to clear the level and run away. It only takes a few seconds to distract her, it won't take long."

Fan Xiao said, "Without the influence of mental interference, you can leave with just a thought, and the probability of an accident is very small."

"Moreover, in critical moments, I will have Blood Sea block some attacks for you, buying you more time to escape."

“No problem!” Tanya nodded. “We can cooperate.”

She gave Su and Jane a reassuring look.

If something unexpected really happens, she will use her abilities to pull her two best friends away together.

She might not be as good as Fan Xiao in terms of combat ability, but she's second to none when it comes to escaping.

“We have no problem on our side,” You Guo said. “However, Xu Xuan doesn’t have the tools to change her body shape, so she can’t participate in this plan.”

“I will help you with the physical changes.”

Fan Xiao reminded her, "The Ghost Queen has mental abilities, so she probably judges people not only by their appearance but also by their mental reactions."

“I will leave my spiritual power on your bodies, and the flesh and blood will cover your bodies and become my likeness.”

At this point, he glanced at Tanya.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Tanya frowned. "Criticizing someone's height is incredibly rude!"

"You're short, so I need to give you more flesh and blood to disguise yourself properly..." Fan Xiao really wanted to make a sarcastic insult.

However, he didn't say it aloud, so naturally he wouldn't admit that he had actually thought that way.

He said, "You're being too sensitive! Never mind, now's not the time to talk about this. Let's begin."

Fan Xiao quickly separated his flesh from his body and placed it on Tanya and the others.

His spiritual aura immediately dispersed, appearing on all the players, and each of them reacted to roughly the same degree.

With a whoosh, the sea of ​​blood surged, and huge crimson waves rose up, engulfing everyone.

After the waves subsided, eight Fan Xiaos appeared in the same spot, and all of them changed positions.

The eight Fan Xiaos exchanged glances, then scattered and merged into the sea of ​​blood.

The wait has begun.

Zhen Fanxiao calmed down and silently prepared his killing move.

The "Book of Curses" cannot form a third curse in a short time. Fortunately, he has two plans for a swift and decisive kill.

If the curse fails to kill the Ghost Queen in one go, he will summon little angels to engage in close combat and kill her.

He expanded the sea of ​​blood and amplified his mental defenses to serve this purpose.

Time passes slowly.

About five minutes later, the light mist around them suddenly became thicker... no, to be more precise, two thick clouds of mist, like thunderclouds, descended upon the sea of ​​blood.

It was already night.

The moonlight shone down, but it couldn't penetrate the two massive clouds of fog; instead, it projected two huge shadowy areas onto the sea of ​​blood.

The next second, the shadow began to wriggle like a maggot, and a teeth-grinding chewing sound rang out—the shadow, like a living creature, began to devour the flesh and blood creatures in the sea of ​​blood.

The vast sea of ​​blood was instantly torn open with a huge gash.

At the same time, ripples spread outwards.

That is a realm of spiritual interference that is almost tangible.

A storm-like mental disturbance began to contend with the power of distortion and contamination.

The decisive battle came suddenly!

"Do it!"

Fan Xiao communicated with the parts of his flesh and blood belonging to the other players, and mouths grew out, transmitting his commands.

Instantly, eight waves exploded in the sea of ​​blood.

Eight figures rose from the bottom up through the waves, soaring into the sky from the exploding blood.

Chapter 551 The Power of the Ghost Queen

Hongcun.

After the player leaves, the village, hidden in the mist, returns to its usual desolate state.

The villagers suppressed their rich emotional reactions, their eyes revealing a numbness, as if they had become mindless machines.

Not everyone is willing to deliberately deceive or harm players.

Living in a place like Hongcun, they have no other choice.

If not more players die, it will be the people of White Village who die.

The people of Baicun are either descendants of the people of Hongcun, or they are directly related as partners, parents, sons, daughters, etc.

When someone has to die, the villagers of Hongcun, no matter how unwilling, are forced to make a choice.

Is it to hurt others?

Or should we just stand by and watch our loved ones be harmed?

For people with a conscience, this is a difficult choice.

So initially, many villagers were poor actors and failed to fool the players, who saw through their deception... Some others, unwilling to harm others, directly revealed the rules that should be followed.

As a result, the number of deaths in Baicun increased significantly.

Some villagers from Red Village who revealed the rules even unwittingly ate their relatives and friends in White Village afterward—while they were acting as lesser mountain spirits, their consciousness wasn't completely severed, but rather suppressed by instinct, their thoughts became chaotic, and they couldn't control their urge to eat. They had some memory of what happened during this time.

Because they spared the players, they ended up eating their own family members—once this chain of logic was established, more and more villagers in Red Village abandoned their principles.

Tragedy after tragedy unfolded repeatedly in the villages of Red and White.

After so many dungeon runs, the villagers who were going to break down would have already done so.

Those who rush madly towards the temple of the Ghost Goddess and smash the statues will inevitably meet only one fate—being the first to be eaten and become part of the Ghost Goddess's power.

Today, the villagers who remain in Hongcun are almost indistinguishable from a group of walking corpses.

Many villagers have long since become isolated individuals, their family genealogies completely devoured, leaving only themselves behind.

They persist for only one reason—revenge.

Therefore, they endured it silently.

If they encounter a player who is capable of surviving until the day of burial or the day of the wedding, they will select one of them to tell them all the dangers and truths of this instance.

Consider it a good deed.

The price to pay for doing this is death.

However, for the villagers of both Red Village and White Village, death might be a kind of relief in disguise.

They sowed small hopes, accumulating them little by little, and persevered through each cycle of dungeon runs.

"Village chief, do you think this will work?"

After the ceremony concluded, the village chief of Hongcun, who had just left the Ghost Goddess Temple, was struck up a conversation by the villagers standing beside him.

Looking at the slender young man before him, the village chief comforted him, "This time I've met a rather special player. I can tell he has great potential, and I imagine he'll achieve a lot in the future. Moreover, judging from his willingness to protect other players, his friendliness is above average, and I think he has a very good chance."

"It's good that there's hope!"

The young man nodded emphatically, a rare smile appearing on his face.

After his smile faded, he sighed softly, "I just don't know if I'll be able to wait until the day he returns and become an asset to him..."

"..."

The village chief gently patted the young man on the shoulder.

This time, the villager who revealed the secret to the player was his great-grandson.

The last time, it was the young man's older sister.

The young man and his sister had not been in Hongcun for long, less than a year.

Although they were also caught up in the twisted psychology of revenge, their passion was genuine.

The young man's older sister had volunteered to be the "leaker" last time.

Unlike those old folks, whose enthusiasm has long been worn away and who are now only driven by a fanatical obsession that propels them to action.

"We can wait."

Perhaps out of habit, the village chief comforted the young man with a lie: "That person is very confident, and he certainly possesses the abilities to match that confidence. When he returns, it will be the time to end the curse, and you will definitely be able to help him!"

You probably won't be able to wait that long... The village chief sighed inwardly.

By this time, it was completely dark.

However, the village chief has not yet returned to his home.

The Ghost Queen's subconscious form is definitely out chasing the players tonight; she doesn't have the time to launch a night raid on their villagers.

Compared to them, players are much more appealing in the eyes of the Ghost Queen.

After parting ways with the young man, the village chief headed towards the homes of other villagers.

He needed to comfort those who couldn't handle the psychological pressure, or rather... he needed to brainwash them again and reinforce their desire for revenge so that they wouldn't fall before dawn.

He does this every time a dungeon runs out; it's become a habit.

Although he felt he also needed someone to comfort him, ... having taken this position, he could only force himself to suppress his vulnerable side.

suddenly!

A piercing wail from a woman suddenly spread throughout the entire Red Village.

The sharp sound made all the villagers instinctively cover their ears.

Thick fog appeared from inside the village.

They rose from the ground, quickly coalesced in the air, and disappeared into the mist outside the village at an extremely fast speed.

A sense of dread was rapidly receding from Red Village.

Is this... the Ghost Queen waking up early and going to chase after the players?

How could this be...!?

This has never happened before.

How could such an accident suddenly happen?

The village chief was puzzled from the bottom of his heart.

Then, a possibility occurred to him, and a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face.