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

"Could it be..."

He immediately turned and ran back, catching up with the slender young man who hadn't gone far, shouting...or rather, ordering, "Quick! Quickly gather the others to chase after those players! We're saved! We're saved!"

"There's hope...?" The young man was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"A player has damaged the sleeping Ghost Queen, forcing her to awaken prematurely!"

The village chief, whose hair was already somewhat gray, spoke with an unusually excited tone, which did not match his composed demeanor: "This has never happened before! Even the Ghost Queen has never been so out of control! Even the mist surrounding her is much less than when she awoke before, so she must have suffered some serious injuries."

"Go quickly and tell the others that our time for revenge has come!"

"I'm going right now!"

Upon hearing this, the young man became excited and quickly ran towards the nearest villager's house.

The village chief then headed in another direction.

The two men ran around delivering messages, constantly shouting loudly.

As more and more villagers excitedly joined the information-spreading team, soon everyone in Hongcun knew about it.

Their eyes, which had been dull before, became bright and energetic.

It's as if it's filled with hope.

"Catch up with them as fast as you can!"

After giving the order, the village chief plunged into the fog.

The other villagers followed, all disappearing into the fog.

Previously, they were just pretending to be ordinary people in front of the players.

Their true identities are secondary mountain spirits. Although they have the prefix "secondary," mountain spirits are still mountain spirits. Like other mountain spirits, they possess the ability to manipulate mist and move quickly within it.

They just don't dare to go out normally.

Because once they leave Red Village, they will be lured to the temple by the subconscious mind of the Ghost Queen, and then eaten.

No one in Hongcun is afraid of dying anymore, but they are afraid of dying in vain.

Now that the Ghost Queen has awakened in her true form, she has gone to hunt down the players.

Their activities were no longer restricted.

"Village chief! Wait a minute!"

Behind them, the slender young man quickly caught up with the village chief.

He suppressed his excitement and asked a question that had been bothering him: "Isn't it too risky of us to send everyone out? What if we don't succeed this time... Anyway, should we leave some people behind?"

"Who would want to stay at a time like this?"

The village chief shook his head: "We've waited too long for this opportunity, so long that even I've lost confidence that we can keep waiting."

"If we fail... then so be it. Sooner or later, a second group of people with the same vision will emerge on this land."

"Trust in the power of those who follow! As for now... the time for us to unleash our power has come!"

……

In the sea of ​​blood, countless monsters roared, creating a storm of extreme mental chaos.

The storm continued to disrupt the mental interference caused by the two massive clouds of fog, protecting the players' consciousness and keeping them alert.

Although the storm was showing signs of being suppressed by the dense fog, the flesh-and-blood creatures roared desperately, regardless of their lifespan, reducing the suppression to its weakest extent.

Before their "programmed will energy" is depleted, the Ghost Queen cannot mentally interfere with any player.

With this guarantee, Tanya and others had fewer concerns when they took action.

Emerging from the sea of ​​blood, they immediately activated items they hadn't used before.

The items that are always in a player's inventory are usually the best ones out of all the items they own.

Therefore, temporarily changing props to attack is a foolish act.

Their real purpose is not to attack, but to confuse.

All the players present had come into contact with the Ghost Queen's subconscious mind, and to avoid being recognized, they all used items they hadn't used before.

The surrounding air distorted, and platinum-gold lightning bolts darted through the thick fog like flying snakes. The firelight illuminated the fog like a fiery sunset, and parts of the white fog transformed into fragrant petals that drifted around...

More than a dozen attacks descended upon the two massive clouds of fog. One of the clouds was distorted beyond recognition, yet the mental attacks raging around it showed no signs of abating.

The Ghost Queen was not seriously harmed.

No one knows exactly where her true form is in the fog.

The next second, the players launched their second attack.

This time, the two wisps of mist representing the Ghost Queen didn't even try to dodge; they spread forward at a tremendous speed, engaging in a fierce confrontation with the "Will Chaos Storm."

She seems to be underestimating her opponent.

They believe that Fan Xiao no longer has the ability to unleash another powerful move.

How could a C-level player possibly use such powerful methods continuously?

Besides, if we could have let her go, we would have done so long ago. Why would we end up in this stalemate?

Her acknowledgment of the existence of the eight Fan Xiaos took her slightly by surprise.

Fortunately, she quickly realized what was happening and focused her attention on Fan Xiao, who had the strongest mental reaction and the most powerful attack just now.

She completely ignored Fan Xiao's other weak attacks.

She wants to kill the one she's currently targeting first.

The Ghost Queen didn't notice that a Fan Xiao was approaching her with a huge blood sword in his hand... or rather, she noticed him, but her attention was on the others.

The Fan Xiao wielding the Blood Sword is the real Fan Xiao.

Zhen Fanxiao approached the wisp of mist that had not been distorted.

Once he got within 10 meters, he silently summoned the little angel.

The moment the little angel appeared, he sensed Fan Xiao's hostility.

Immediately, she revealed a wildly arrogant smile and summoned a huge, blood-red scythe with a wave of her hand.

"Thirty-two, eliminate this fog!"

Fan Xiao issued the order.

The little angel immediately took action.

Her figure began to increase, reaching the thirty-sixth position in less than a second.

The little angels seized the opportunity when the Ghost Queen was off guard and began to fly rapidly with Fan Xiao.

The blood scythe cleaved through the air, but no sonic boom cloud appeared.

The little angels' attack transcended spatial limitations; under the speed of sound, the massive fog began to shrink rapidly.

In just a few seconds, nearly half of the fog disappeared forever.

Fan Xiao heard a series of shrill wails from a woman.

The sound immediately led him to a conclusion—the Ghost Queen's true form did not exist in the mist.

This wisp of mist is the Ghost Queen!

Realizing this, he immediately unleashed even stronger hostility, instructing the little angels to accelerate their attack.

The Ghost Queen's true form was halved, causing her projection to collapse and dissipate.

Only half a wisp of mist remained at the scene.

He was confident he could end the fight in five seconds!

"It seems that the attack from the Book of Curses was not entirely ineffective. The Ghost Queen must have come with a severe injury buff when she appeared."

Fan Xiao had a guess in his mind.

At the same time, the Demon Queen's counterattack began.

Suddenly, large swaths of shadow emerged from the half-mast of mist.

Those were the shadows of countless people collected by the Ghost Queen.

They coalesced, forming an overwhelming force, like a black tsunami sweeping towards Fan Xiao, engulfing everything in its path.

Including the sea of ​​blood.

Including the bizarre, fleshy creatures in the sea of ​​blood.

The Demon Queen's shadow domain is simply too vast.

It was so massive that even at its current scale, the Blood Sea was completely overwhelmed.

The rate of absorption exceeded the rate of regeneration of the blood sea.

The sea of ​​blood was rapidly disappearing, and Fan Xiao sensed the Ghost Queen's mental interference, which was beginning to affect him again.

And the magnitude is getting larger and larger.

*Pfft*—The little angels sliced ​​through the engulfing shadows, tearing a gash in the otherwise intact shadow domain.

The little angel doesn't care what fancy abilities the enemy has.

With a sickle in hand, she is invincible.

The next instant, more crimson slashes appeared and flashed around like flashes of light.

The shadow realm is being destroyed at an extremely rapid pace.

However, the half-mist in front continued to cast shadows.

It seems endless.

Fan Xiao, having switched from offense to defense, lost his chance to eliminate the Ghost Queen.

Judging from the current rate at which the Shadow Domain is devouring the Sea of ​​Blood, he will lose the protection of the "Will Chaos Storm" in less than a minute.

At that time, the "Gate of the Incredible Kingdom" alone may not be enough to stop the Ghost Queen's mental attack, and he will be interfered with again.

Suddenly, Fan Xiao's shadow on the ground stood up abruptly, coiling around him like a snake and fixing him in mid-air, effectively keeping the little angel in place as well.

*Thud*—The crimson scythe cleaved through the shadow's restraints.

Fan Xiao's arm was broken.

This shadow, controlled by the Ghost Queen, seems to have a very close connection with him.

The damage the shadow suffers will be directly reflected in him.

Upon seeing this, the little angels immediately stopped attacking the mutated shadow of Fan Xiao.

Misfortunes never come singly!

Chapter 552 Qiqi will blow on you

Fan Xiao tried to restore his severed arm, but found that neither psionic energy nor tools could work.

It appears that his arm was originally severed.

He appears to be in perfect physical condition and without any physical defects.

Since everything is normal, there is naturally no need for any so-called "recovery from the injury".

Fan Xiao immediately understood his situation—Qi Qi had conceptually severed his arm.

His broken arm is beyond repair until his brain is fully restored.

The hunter who hunts geese all day long eventually gets pecked by them... Fan Xiao never imagined that one day he would experience the terror of the blood-red scythe.

He suddenly understood what his former enemies felt when facing him.

That's really quite perverted.

"Fan Xiao, does it hurt?"

"Whoosh, whoosh... Qiqi will blow on it for you."

"Fan Xiao, the shadow looks really strange."