The role of temporary ghosts is fading.

It was as if a strange layer of skin was slowly fading away, and the mucus and veins gradually disappeared, turning back to the smooth and smooth cement floor.

The blue and white swollen head floated in the dark and rotten mucus, and its sharp nails scratched the floor, marking white marks.

It stared straight at the young man standing in front of him with his rotten and protruding eyes, and a strange laugh came from his throat: "I know you won't let me go. I've heard of you... You have never left any troubles for yourself in the game, so..."

The sucker's expression suddenly became ferocious:

"...The humans who come in with you don't think about leaving!"

The mucus under its body suddenly rolled up like boiling asphalt, and disappeared directly in front of Yejia in the next second.

Depend on.

Yejia lowered his curse.

The Sucker is worthy of being the famous old Yinbi among the game monsters. He secretly concentrated the remaining power under his body while he was talking to him and ran away with the temporary area that had not yet disappeared.

The temporary area is shrinking, and the sucker cannot escape the scope of this teaching building.

But it is obvious that its purpose is not to escape, but to pull a few more cushions before being eliminated.

——Now is not the time to control losses.

A cold light flashed, and the floor under your feet cracked and collapsed. The section was smooth and neat, like tofu cut by a sharp blade.

Yejia jumped down.

He kept chasing towards a place with strong ghost energy fluctuations.

It was like a hurricane passing through the border, with dust flying and gravel bursting, and everything passing by was caught in it by that terrible force and was completely destroyed.

In the dust, Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly.

He could feel the sucker stopping in front of him.

——There are only two walls left between them.

In the last classroom at the end of the corridor.

The sticky and rotten liquid slowly moved in the room. Five humans who were in a coma were fixed on the walls by the asphalt-like liquid. They were almost swallowed by the liquid, leaving only five pale faces exposed in the air to ensure their breathing.

The mucus on the ground was surging, and a blue-white rotten head emerged. It opened its mouth, and a thin and long tube stretched out from its throat. Then it leaned towards Zhao Guangcheng, the closest to it, and stabbed into the man's mouth.

A strange bag bulged up on the tube and rolled towards the sucker.

Zhao Guangcheng struggled in pain in his coma, his cheeks shrank down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The next second, the wall behind him suddenly burst out with a huge collapse. Amid the hazy smoke and dust, a cold light flashed, cutting and breaking the pale tube.

Black blood spurted out from the struggling tube, and the sucker let out a deafening and miserable scream. The scream made the glass tremble and echoed in the narrow space, making people's scalp numb.

The knife light not only cut off its tube, but also cut the mucus on the wall in front of it at the same time.

Zhao Guangcheng's heavy body lost his attachment and fell from the wall with a pounce.

Pain, cold, nausea.

Countless viscous sensations surged in his groggy body, and a rotten smell filled his mouth and nose, as if he had swallowed a hundred maggots. This nauseating feeling stimulated him and pulled Zhao Guangcheng back from his semi-coma.

The eyelids seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that they could not be lifted at all.

Zhao Guangcheng lifted his eyelids with difficulty, barely opened a gap, and looked forward.

The scene in front of him seemed to exist only in a nightmare, and he began to tremble uncontrollably.

The thick black and sticky malicious intention almost condensed into the air, and the monster's blue and white rotten limbs were twisted in front of him, so that he could clearly smell the cold and rotten smell.

In the middle of the background woven by horror, an irregular hole was broken by some kind of arrogant force, and a faint light penetrated from the hole's mouth. A person's figure could be vaguely seen in the smoke and dust in the sky.

...Is it a dream?

Zhao Guangcheng was a little dazed.

He heard a hoarse and soft voice, which contained the only viciousness and coldness he had seen in his life, as if every syllable was spraying with poison, as if it was coming from a very distant place.

Zhao Guangcheng's ears were buzzing, and in the noisy beep, he could only barely distinguish the vague and broken words:

"It's...you again-" the voice hissed and laughed wildly. "...I want to... be buried with you!"

The limbs in front of him were wriggling, and then they grew into unimaginable terrifying shapes, pounced straight like the figure-

A sharp light flashed by, and the crescent-shaped knife light broke through the air. The silent and cold beauty almost calmed everything down, as if it could grab a person's breath. It tore the gloomy black air shrouded in front of Zhao Guangcheng's eyes, and even made the whole room suddenly lit up for a moment.

The figure was clear for a second, and then was once again shrouded in smoke and darkness.

The next second, a nearly inhuman scream suddenly ran through the room, from the floor to the air, as if it was trembling and trembling, almost causing Zhao Guangcheng to faint again.

Zhao Guangcheng struggled, but his consciousness still couldn't control himself and quickly disappeared into the dark depths.

He heard the vicious voice screaming in a shrill voice of hatred: "—ACE!"

A second before the consciousness dissipated, the pair of glass-colored eyes that were coldly looking down at him as the smoke and dust spread, and the gaze was deeply engraved into his memory as the shiny blade spread.

Immediately afterwards, he fainted again.

"Pu" "Pu" "Pu".

The sound of rotten limbs falling to the ground sounded, and then slowly turned into a nearly translucent texture, and finally disappeared in front of you as if faded.

The invisible power surged towards the door like a tornado.

Ye Jia's figure shook slightly.

His face was not very good-looking.

The little black hand plucked Ye Jia's shoulder in fear and looked at Ye Jia carefully.

The young man frowned, his thin lips, which were almost completely bloodless, were tightly pursed. His excessively pale face added a bit of pity and fragility to him, as if he was some kind of fragile product, both light and shaky.

The little black hand was startled.

It has never seen Yejia like this.

It hesitated for a moment, then he mustered up the courage to ask, "That, you-"

Before he finished asking, Ye Jia suddenly raised his hand, held the wall, and then bent down and retching twice.

Little black hand: "..."

Ye Jia slowly stood up and shook his head haggardly: "It smells so disgusting."

Not targeting any one, but all smokers taste the same.

Sticky and rotten, and smelly.

Even though Ye Jia has been in the game for a long time, he is not strong enough to eat this monster and still remain calm.

Little black hand: "..."

I'm blind.

Although the mucus in the room did not disappear with the sucker, it also lost its previous consistency. Five people who were previously stuck to the wall fell down one after another, lying in the dark mucus in vain.

Yejia looked out the window and estimated the time.

The temporary ghost creatures shrouded outside the teaching building should have disappeared for a while, and reinforcements should have come in soon.

He walked to the five people who were still unconscious, looked at the mucus on the ground with some disgust, then sighed with his fate, raised his feet to kick Zhao Guangcheng and his captain who were stacked together, and lay on the open space in the middle.

Ye Jia pulled down the little black hand that was still placing on his shoulder:

"I believe you know how to do it."

After all, I have done it once, so I should be proficient enough in this business.

Little black hand: "…………”

I'm absolutely blind!!!

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"Miracle……"

Lin Cheng looked at the mess in the room in disbelief, his face was unconcealed shock, and he murmured: "It's incredible..."

No one could have thought that in such a dangerous situation, all the combat division teams could survive, and even the logistics team members accompanying the team were unscathed. There was no other way to explain except miracles.

At this time, Liu Zhaocheng and Zhao Dong from the Logistics Department rushed over one after another.

As soon as they met, Liu Zhaocheng asked anxiously:

"What, what's going on? Are people still safe?"

Lin Cheng still seemed unable to believe his eyes, and he nodded: "Yes..."

The two people from the logistics department breathed a long sigh of relief and then felt relieved.

"That's great," Liu Zhaocheng sniffed and said in a muffled voice: "Although he always likes to skip work, likes to be late and leave early, and works overtime to process information and cut corners, he is an indispensable part of us..."

Zhao Dong wiped the corners of his eyes and said excitedly: "Yes... Brother Ye is a great man. I have never seen a brother who is more loyal than him..."

Liu Zhaocheng sighed:
To be continued...