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Nine hundred and ninetieth chapter backlash

Noggs watched as the moment the fuzzy body formed by anger rushed towards him, and he directly pressed the button that his left button represents attack.

A hot flame appeared at the muzzle of the inscription rifle, and a bullet engraved with a dim light and melted directly.

Thirty bullets were emptied in less than a few seconds...

In the past few seconds, Noggs looked at the figure made of gray fog in the distance and saw more than a dozen hideous holes appearing on the body of the gray fog, and bullets penetrated straight through the gray fog.

Noggs' character has cleared the ammunition of his main weapon, but he has almost half of his anger and ability to walk.

After a bullet change action of less than two seconds, Noggs found that his character's weapon was full again!

So Noggs showed any mercy and started a new round of strafing.

The angry body could not continue to maintain its body under two consecutive rounds of strafing, and disappeared directly in front of Noggs.

"that's all?"

Noggs dissipated his anger, which was the second time he had killed it, but Noggs didn't think this guy would disappear so easily.

"Not yet, I can feel that it still exists in this... server, and I can't lock the specific location."

The white bird appeared on Qiao Xiu's shoulder to remind Qiao Xiu. When Noggs heard this sentence without nonsense, he walked out of the base where the character was born alone and began to search for traces of anger.

…………

Located at the base of the offensive party of this ancient sand castle.

Anger entrenched on the back of a character on the attacking side. In its eyes, this person walking fast is not a human, but a moving energy source.

It does not understand why the consciousness of the Tree of World turns energy into this kind of thing, but now it must devour the energy here as soon as possible and restore itself to a form that can fight.

Each messenger has completely different abilities and their own advantages. What Anger is best at is assimilation. Whether it is a living organism or an energy body, what it is good at is assimilating it into a part of itself.

But this ability comes at a price...

‘What? There will be Miss Tailin’s concert tonight?’

‘My family Al can be on stage at the cultural exhibition today…’

‘Miss Orellian’s figure is really amazing!’

When anger began to devour the energy inside this human-shaped aggregate, all kinds of strange sounds began to ring in its mind!

Anger knows that this is from human voices. These energy originally came from human beliefs. If it wants to swallow them, it is equivalent to turning these beliefs into part of itself.

It hates the whispers of these humans very much, so in the past, all the anger assimilated in reality were animals, and almost no human.

"Get out!" Anger shouted in his consciousness, but the more it shouted, the more it echoed in its mind.

‘Gallorie may win the Best Actress award today, right?’

‘I’m so lucky, I’ll see Mr. Qiao Xiu right away.’

If anger is given the right to choose, it will never change the energy of human belief in this life. This thing is a food that is unpalatable and has huge side effects in its eyes.

But now it is at the moment of life and death, and if it doesn't eat it, it may disappear forever.

Even if the energy in this human-shaped aggregate body will hurt it, anger must convert it into its own power.

Even at risk of losing oneself.

"Shut up... shut up..."

It kept shouting in its consciousness with anger. It relied on its perseverance to survive the "erosion" of these sounds and finally saved itself!

The humanoid aggregate stopped his pace and a line of "Error" prompt appeared on the player interface that was controlling this character, and then the screen completely disappeared.

"You all can't live."

The anger made a painful sound, and it had not completely converted the energy in this body into its gray mist.

But it initially controlled this body!

"It's still a little bit..."

Angry, he wanted to find a corner to rest, but another player controlled the mercenary and came to block it.

"My friend, didn't you just install the detonating stone?"

This player has obviously played three or four games and has initially understood the gameplay. As the offensive party, he must bring the detonating stone to a certain location on the defensive party, and then install it on it and detonate it is considered a victory.

He had just run to the detonating stone where the detonating stone was placed, but found that his teammate who was holding the detonating stone was missing!

"Get out!" Anger was not in the mood to talk to this energy aggregate.

"Why are you cursing now? Why are your gun thrown to the ground? Don't talk about this, there is still time now, let's go to the defense to place the detonating stone."

The player patiently persuaded Anger through voice. When Anger assimilated this character, he threw the gun in his hand to the ground.

Anger was brewing vicious words, and she vaguely heard some footsteps when she wanted to drive away this annoying guy.

"The defensive guy is here! Why are there only two of us left in the offensive team in this game?"

Angry, he didn't hear the player's screams, and dragged his body and hid behind a wooden box quickly.

It had just experienced the power of the... strange weapon in this consciousness space. Now it needs some time to convert these belief energy in its body into gray fog, otherwise its existence may be swallowed up by these beliefs in turn.

"My friend, do you still have flame bombs?"

When the other people had not discovered it, they wanted to further convert these powers of faith, the player was so desperate that he followed.

"Wait...my friend, how did you do the action of leaning against the box? What key should you press?" The player looked at the angry character leaning against the wooden box and expressed his surprise.

He played almost five or six games, and the only thing this character can do is stand up and squat down.

"Get out!" Anger shouted loudly at him again, but the other party did not care about anger and scolded him angrily. He kept standing up in front of anger and squatted down, and then stood up again.

"Friends don't be so stingy. Tell me to press the button when I press the action on the edge of the wooden box." He said again.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the bullet instantly hit the wooden box, and the player was so scared that he squatted behind the wooden box that he didn't dare to stand up again.

"Don't be discovered! I'll throw a smoke bomb first."

He controlled his character to throw a smoke bomb into the field, looked at the character Angry who had no gun, and threw his main weapon directly to Angry.

"There are only six people on the other side, so it is still possible to win this game. Don't be discouraged by your friends."

The player took the server alone and fired several shots at a smoke-filled place, but he did not get anything.

He looked at the weapon that was still at his hand in anger. It clearly remembered that its clone was killed by this weapon.

If this continues, it will definitely be killed again, and the anger does not want to disappear so easily.

It reached out and held the weapon, but it was also an existence composed of the power of faith. The moment when the anger was held, a large number of human voices merged into her mind.

‘Can you hear Taelyn’s new song on TV today?’

‘I don’t know what will happen to Xiao Al live today…’
Chapter completed!
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