Abnormal creatures' communication group

So he was pushed away by Paimeng as the young master's eyes gradually became cracked.

When he was a little further away, he came back to his senses and opened the chat group. Just when he was about to ask the ghost about the huge figure in his memory?

I found that the chat group was already in an uproar.

【Iron Man】Ordinary Rich Man: @Have you seen my sister? What happened?

[World Ruler] Fanatical Master Architect: @Have you seen my sister? If you wake up here, tell us. We can't pass this mission. It's a ghost-only mission. Ask the ghost, and he says you're fine, but there's been no movement for ages. What's going on? Wait a little longer. If you don't move, we'll form a team and head over!

Words like these almost filled the group. The reason why they didn't come over now was that they were not sure about the situation on his side. After all, they had never been to Kong's world. If they went there in a group, it would easily cause unnecessary disputes over there. After all, there were too many of them, and they didn't look like humans at first glance. If Kong was fine but their arrival caused some trouble, it would be too unreasonable.

The main reason is the ghost's guarantee. If there is no ghost's guarantee, they will probably go there decisively even if it causes some embarrassment over there.

【Traveler】Have you seen my sister? : It's okay, I'm fine.

166 Exchange

[Traveler] Have you seen my sister?: Everyone, I'm fine. Did the ghost come over? Exclusive mission? Ah, I just happened to have something I wanted to ask him.

[God of the Void] Ghost: Since the problem was caused by me, it is my responsibility.

After saying this, the ghost closed the chat group, gently pulled the clothes of Qianyanjun who was taking him around, and slowly raised his own sign.

[I'm going back to find space]

It always feels that this mission has been delayed for too long.

This move was unexpected, but perhaps the Qianyan Army's entourage simply thought the other party had a childish nature, and no matter how calm he was, he would still be dependent on people he knew. Naturally, they readily agreed and took the person back.

It wasn't until he found Kong Zhen standing at the door sober that he began to have some doubts. Then he explained some things to the other party and allowed him to leave first with the little knight.

As for the recent tight security in the city and people being especially wary of strangers...how could someone with a child be a jerk?

So Kong listened to the other party talking about a lot of precautions in a daze, and left in a daze.

The sunlight outside is very clear, the shouting is very refreshing, but there is only confusion in the air.

[ask]

The young knight looked at the bewildered man, took out the sign, and waved it in front of the other's slightly out-of-focus eyes. Seeing that the man still had no reaction, he simply poked the man with the sign, and when he saw that the man had reacted, he held the sign up again so that the man could see it clearly.

"I do have a lot of questions I want to ask, like..." Kong paused in the middle of his sentence. He looked at the people coming and going on the street and felt that this was not a good place to talk, so he simply found a teahouse, sat down there, followed the local custom, ordered two cups of tea, and talked while drinking.

"I remember that when I was at the doctor's place, the situation was very critical. The meteorite that covered the sky and the sun was about to fall. I don't remember this part clearly before. I just remember that I fainted, and when I woke up again, I was safe."

He slowly recalled the scene of that day, recalled the huge figure, and couldn't help shivering. It was an inexplicable fear. He even felt that his body was slowly being destroyed and rebuilt in that fear. All cognition of the world was being reshaped. He saw an endless dark world, and he was about to be assimilated and trapped there forever.

He took a deep breath and managed to calm down.

"But now I remember it. I remember a huge, pitch-black, irregular, indescribable mass of dark matter that easily engulfed the meteorite, which was as big as half a city. I don't know how to describe the scene, but if you want me to use a precise word, it's a near eclipse. It didn't feel like resistance, but rather a hunting orgy."

When he said this, Sora was obviously a little excited, but he quickly realized his mistake and said sorry. He looked at the little knight, hesitated for a moment, and then seemed to have made up his mind and asked.

"That's you, right? The God of the Void."

The ghost nodded without any hesitation and put up a sign to explain to the other party.

[Yes, sometimes I feel troubled because it is too large to control]

Although he had guessed the truth long ago, Kong still felt a subtle sense of disappointment when he heard the other party's admission. After all, his impression of ghosts has always been that they are very cute, small, and very strong. Even if the other party has the title of God of the Void, he didn't think it was a big deal. After all, he had the foundation of Barbatos. He really didn't have much awe for the title of God, but now, he might have to maintain a certain respect for this word.

Thinking about it this way, he knew only a tiny bit about Barbatos, and he had lived a long life. Who knew what he was like in the past? Moreover, even if he was unfocused and unreliable, and didn't do his job properly, he would always fulfill his duties at critical moments.

"So my loss of control is due to facing your true form?"

Although this reason sounds absurd, everything he experienced and happened reminded him not to try to speculate about other people's world with his own perspective. Everyone's world has its own unique rules.

[You are infected by the void]

The knight suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to express his apology.

[I was wrong]

"It's okay, it's okay. Look, I'm fine now, aren't I?" Kong waved his hand quickly as he looked at the other party bowing, scratching his hair embarrassedly. He really didn't have a grudge against this matter.

However, to a certain extent, the logic of the ghost's language is indeed quite difficult for normal people to understand, but Kong knows that the other party just wants to apologize.

"So, are all the gods over there like this?"

The young knight recalled the big fluttering moth that had caused so much trouble and nodded decisively.

[Will infect and assimilate other creatures, but restraint is in place]

"I see. The gods over there are quite dangerous. Sorry for the trouble you've put in. But am I really okay?"

Kong snapped his fingers worriedly, and black lines instantly spread across his fingers. However, this time he neither lost control nor felt uncomfortable. He even felt the power brought by the spread of these black lines. As long as he wanted, these black lines would fade away at any time, which meant that they had become a power that he could control independently.

Normally, he should be relieved, after all, he also obtained the same power from the other two statues. However, when this energy tried to completely take over him, he was somewhat aware of it, even though he was unaware of what was happening in the outside world.

[Won't]

The little knight shook his head. He was very sure that the void had been completely transformed into the opponent's own power, and even some fundamental changes had occurred, so that even it could no longer be recalled by itself.

"Oh, by the way, what happened while I was unconscious? What mission was it?"

You're out of control.

The Knight held up the sign.

Seeing the usual simple responses, Sora didn't get the answer he wanted, so he poked Paimon who was hiding and watching nervously on the side and asked.

"Paimon, did you see exactly what happened? And why are you hiding here and not saying anything?"

Paimon looked at the little knight in fear. She always felt scared by this guy who was only a little taller than her. Seeing that the traveler finally remembered her, she could no longer hold back her tears and described the details of the situation while crying.

After hearing this, Kong was silent for a long time. He didn't expect so many things to happen. No wonder Paimon was afraid of him. So he rubbed the person soothingly and said casually.

"So, we should be grateful to that stranger. Um, wait a minute?"

Kong was stunned for a moment, and finally remembered a certain young man who was still imprisoned.

167 Storm is coming

The sky was particularly gloomy today, with little light. Steve, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, looked at the weird weather in some surprise. In the past, there were only sunny and rainy days here, but now there was a cloudy and overcast sky. This world was almost completely out of his cognition, but then he thought, when all living things have their own lives, this world has become like a wild horse that has broken free from its reins, drifting further and further away on an unknown road.

At least he couldn't pull off a piece of grass and hold it in his mouth. He bit the grass leaves, and the bitter juice came out. The bitter taste spread repeatedly in his mouth, reminding himself of the earth-shaking changes that had taken place in the world.

He already had quite a few points, so he specifically selected an ability that he had been coveting for a long time since it was refreshed.

【Feature Optimization——World Cognition】

10000 point

The world has accepted your rules, but you still can't spread them. This shouldn't be the case, so we've optimized and upgraded the patch. The items you create can be used by others, but they're 30% weaker than the originals you use.

Even if it still needs to be weakened a little, it has already satisfied him. He almost couldn't wait to convert all the weapons of the villagers into swords. This simple change has transformed them from the purely oppressed party to the active party with the right to take the initiative to attack. It's just that because they can't figure out the monster's reproduction pattern, they are more cautious in every move to avoid unnecessary deaths as much as possible.

But not everything goes smoothly. For example, the monsters may have discovered that Steve has joined the villagers, so they have withdrawn the huge force that was originally searching for him outside, so that the pressure on the battlefield has increased a bit. After all, the other side is not stupid, but just more barbaric and brainless than the villagers.

He suddenly thought of the little villager again, the first villager born after everything got out of control, the villager who grew up under the careful care of everyone. He was smart and courageous, had a more open mind than other villagers, and was also more prone to irrationality. However, he came up with many innovative ideas and even created a fully automatic farmland that was called a miracle.

Although he had complained many times that it was just ordinary redstone technology, the people above still said it was a miracle in order to boost people's morale.

This made Steve curl his lips repeatedly. He knew that the God here was not referring to himself, but the so-called real creator God who created every block world. It was a pity that he paid little attention to him, just like he rarely studied redstone technology seriously.

When talking about this topic, even the very good-tempered Cun Er couldn't help rolling his eyes at him, saying how come he had been a god for so many years but hadn't made any progress, couldn't build anything, and hadn't learned anything about redstone.

How could Steve refute it at the time? He could only pretend to scratch his head, chuckle, cough a few times, and then pretend that the matter was over.

He has no channels to learn now, and he can't log into the forum. Now he has to rely on his own feelings to download MODs. He dare not mess around. The range was small before, but now there are tens of thousands of grids. If he messes around again, who knows what will appear.

He lay on the ground, enjoying the rare leisure time, but if he lay there for a while longer he would have to get busy again, after all, the newly mined ores still needed his help to transform into new weapons.

He stretched his muscles a little on the spot, and just as he stood up, he heard an extremely familiar voice behind him.

The sounds that Steve used to take for granted and even ignored became a fatal warning and even a source of panic for him at this moment.

After all, he hadn't heard this voice since everything started to collapse. He took a deep breath, calmed down, slowly lowered his head and turned around. Sure enough, he saw a pure black and purple half figure.

He breathed slowly with his head down, and the figure never moved. The two sides remained in a stalemate, as if they were caught in some awkward situation, until the other person disappeared from sight again.

Steve breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was safe, when the black figure reappeared in front of him, accompanied by a whooshing sound and a whistling wind from his fist.

The attack was so fast that he barely managed to raise the shield to block his heart. The opponent's fist hit the shield with a dull sound.

He seemed to hear the other party's hoarse roar, as if he was dissatisfied with his resistance.

He was about to say something when the figure disappeared again, so that the monster he was about to blurt out was drowned out by the sound made by the other party's movement.

He didn't dare to stop, nor did he dare to run wildly. He knew that if he ran wildly now, not to mention whether he could outrun the opponent's teleportation, it would be completely useless. But if he completely ignored the defense, if the opponent launched another sneak attack, he might not be able to react.

So he held his shield, looked around carefully, and walked slowly towards the camp. After taking a few steps, he stopped again because he realized something was wrong.

"Are you going to try to find our camp through me? Because you don't know exactly where it is?"

Steve shouted very loudly, and he was not sure if the other party meant it this way, but this did not stop him from delaying time here and buying a chance for everyone to retreat. He believed that people far away in the camp could hear the fragments of words he barely spoke and understand what he meant.

What's more, the time intervals between the opponent's attacks were too long, and the opponent's previous fierce punch didn't seem to be intended to kill him, otherwise he wouldn't have hit such a non-lethal place.

Steve is indeed a reckless man, but after being influenced by the chat group for so long, he has learned some cunning and tactics.

"There's no point in hiding now. Give up. I won't go over there."

But as the words fell, the whooshing sound rang in his ears again, but there was no figure of the other party in front of him. He was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that the other party was most likely appearing behind him.

He wanted to turn around, but it was too late. An extremely heavy blow hit his back, and he staggered but did not fall down.

When he turned around again, he only had time to hear a whoosh sound, and the other person's figure was no longer in sight.

This fact made him feel difficult. He couldn't even use his weapons because the opponent was so elusive that he had no idea where he was. He carefully searched every lush tree to find where the opponent was hiding.

Even if this was a futile effort, he couldn't let himself be exhausted by the other party for no reason.

168 I Will Never Give Up on Anyone

The third attack came, and he exploded with severe pain. He rolled on the ground several times and stood up quickly. However, he also figured out a little bit about the opponent's tactics. The opponent was not teleporting, but moving at some super high speed. Therefore, the opponent could not teleport through a completely closed wall, but as long as there was a small gap, the opponent could pass through at an incredible speed.

So he is leaning against the tree now, at least the opponent can only attack from three sides and can no longer sneak attack his back.

Steve held a golden apple in his mouth and swallowed it in two or three bites, feeling the warm heat around his body and his body gradually recovering. He took a breath with difficulty. He remembered that he seemed to have used some method before to restrain the other party, but when he thought about it carefully, he seemed to have forgotten it.

After all, he hadn't used that method for a long time. He remembered that ever since the shield was added to the world rules, he had relied on frontal slashing to defeat those monsters.

The opponent's offensive seemed to have temporarily slowed down because of his action of leaning against the tree, at least until now no more attack had been launched.

This time the stalemate lasted for a really long time, so long that Steve almost thought that the guy had left completely, but he was still not sure. He still leaned against the tree, holding the shield, and holding the newly forged Yueyue Sword [Fusang] in his hand, watching with vigilance.

Perhaps the other party lost his patience, and he finally heard that familiar voice again. This time, the other party finally appeared in front of him intact, exactly the same as he had seen before. Steve looked into the other party's eyes without fear, trying to provoke the other party and make him completely lose his mind.

But it was useless. The other party just glanced at him coldly and let out some hoarse roars.

But Steve didn't care about anything else. He swung his weapon fiercely, and the wave of sword energy almost reached the man in front of him, but the attack was completely useless. The man dodged for a moment at an incredible speed, and then appeared in the same place again. If it weren't for the sound left by the man every time he teleported, he almost thought that the man didn't move, and his attacks just passed through the man's body and had no effect.

"Steve."

A steady voice entered his ears. He walked out from under the tree somewhat stiffly and turned around. Sure enough, he saw Murakuji, who was holding a shield and the same weapon as him, walking towards him with firm steps without any hesitation.

"What the hell, what are you doing here?! I'm not, I'm not, I'm not."

He couldn't finish the words after "I'm not". He was afraid that the Enderman would hear him. He had spoken loudly before to let the people in the camp retreat. He suspected that the Enderman would abandon him and turn away. After all, if he could hear his loud voice, it proved that the camp was not far away. With the other party's speed, he would be able to see it soon after searching for a few times.

"It's okay, don't worry, they've already left. I just came here alone."

As soon as Murakuji finished speaking, the Enderman appeared behind him like a shadow and launched his own attack.

But a guy like Murakuji who had fought his way through one war after another was very experienced in dealing with such a sudden attack. He turned around easily, blocked the opponent's attack with his shield, and swung his weapon at the same time. Unfortunately, the Enderman seemed to have the intention of attacking once and then retreating directly, so this counterattack failed without exception.

"No, no, no, no? Why are you coming here alone? Don't you know it's dangerous here?!"

Steve almost roared as he said this. He cherished this friend who was one of the few in this world, because the other old friends were either dead or would never wake up again.

"Let's talk after we finish."

Muraku-er didn't reply, but gradually moved closer to Steve. The Enderman wasn't likely to let them stay together like that, so the frequency of both attacks and harassment began to increase. Steve, holding a bow, silently calculated the distance. He knew no arrow could reach the opponent, so the opponent would be completely unprepared for his attack. But any closer and he would be within the scope of his rules. He had previously activated a lock-on due to his poor shooting accuracy, but due to the harsh conditions, he didn't think it would be of any use in a one-on-one fight. Unexpectedly, with Muraku-er's arrival, it would come in handy.

[Violation of science - precise lockdown]

1000 point