The sky became darker, the wind whistled, and the whole world was shrouded in a terrifying and slaughtering place.

After nearly an hour of fermentation, the players' enthusiasm at the beginning was almost exhausted, and at this time they realized that the players who had previously surged up the hill were all dead and were killed by Zhao Xin's projection. The top of the mound only entered and did not leave, just like a giant beast that swallowed people. After swallowing it, they would not even spit out bones.

Therefore, few people have crawled up the earth slope again. The remaining players are surrounded or standing on other short hills. Looking at the invisible view, they can only vaguely see the top of the earth mound with a faint shadow and a slight flash of white light.

"I don't know how it's going on now, what's going on with Master Xin."

"It shouldn't be dead yet. If Zhao Xin is killed, the system will prompt the event to end."

"It's so miserable. You don't know. A friend of mine who was killed by Zhao Xin just sent me a friend message. Zhao Xin is a big devil. All those who rushed to the top of the hill were killed by him. No one survived, and no one could withstand his shot. So far, there have been almost tens of thousands of people dead."

"My friend also sent me a message saying, telling me not to go up. The chrysanthemum letter is too cruel. Those dead players are basically killed by chrysanthemum. Even if it is not, the chrysanthemum letter will raise a long gun and shoot it on the butt before the corpse is refreshed..."

"Damn, this chrysanthemum Terminator, fortunately I was far away and didn't have time to go up. That picture...I dare not even think about it!"

Players looked at the top of the slope, guessed, or sighed, even though there were many players killed by Zhao Xin and there were still many players left on the huge mound, but the total number was only about 20,000. Now there are more than 100,000 people in the entire dream world, so there are still many players surrounded by the slope, about 50,000 or 60,000, densely packed with huge momentum.

Just as these players were talking, suddenly, a sharp roar spread from the top of the mound to all directions and into the ears of everyone.

"The ambition to be trapped in the battle is to die but not live. Even if I die, you will die! The crescent moon sweeps, ah..."

This can no longer be called a roar, but a roar, with hoarseness, sarcasm, unyielding, and determination to die together, rushing in all directions like a tsunami, bringing endless winds and waves, echoing between the world for a long time, accompanied by the whistling wind, and at this moment it seemed to spread throughout the entire dream world.

Tens of thousands of players talking under the earth slope heard the roar and instantly became silent. They turned their eyes to the top of the slope, slowly widening their eyes.

This expression, this scene, only appeared when Zhao Xin came and a huge vortex of lightning appeared in the sky.

I saw that under the gloomy sky, a dazzling golden light suddenly lit up on the top of the mound that was not clearly visible, and quickly magnified, forming an arc-shaped light slope, like a golden moon, replacing the sun covered by clouds, illuminating the drowsy world.

The golden arc moon seems to contain infinite energy, with an amazing aura, which raises boundless power. After walking around the top of the slope, it slowly dissipates. However, the light and shadow it left behind form a circle on the top of the slope, which will not dissipate for a long time.

This is not the most terrifying. The next scene made the players open their mouths.

At the top of the slope, where the arc and moon swept, many black shadows suddenly flew out, like shells, and shot into the sky in all directions. They could vaguely hear their yelling, and they were all players.

Before the players who flew out, they turned into corpses and white light in the air, one after another, as if fireworks were blooming. They were particularly dazzling and extremely beautiful in the dim sky, but against the still echoing screams, the picture of the fireworks blooming was very sad, charming and weird.

What followed was a rain of copper coins, mixed with a small amount of equipment, which was exploded after the players died.

"This is... Zhao Xin's ultimate move, the crescent moon sweeps? This knock-off effect is thrust out!"

"Damn, there's so much money and a lot of equipment."

"Get it up..."

The players were shocked for a long time before they burst into shocking voices, snatching the copper coins and equipment that fell from the sky, but at this time on the top of the slope, there was another picture.

The originally crowded players had disappeared, and the entire slope seemed to have been cut off. Standing there was only the bloody figure on a pile of copper coins and equipment.

"Haha, it's not that easy to kill me." Zhao Xin inserted the spear in his hand that seemed to be broken into a pile of copper coins, supporting his shaky body, wiped the blood from his face and smiled, looked up at the gloomy sky, and murmured,

"Grandpa, I've been missing for seven years. Are you okay? And Lux...ah," Zhao Xin sighed when he thought of Lux.

At this moment, a lazy voice came over with cynical voice.

"Oh? Grandpa? I heard that in League of Legends, Zhao Xin is Zhao Yun's grandson. Could it be that your grandpa is Zhao Yun?"

Zhao Xin's face darkened, he looked down at the figure who was slowly standing up in front of him, and said in surprise: "You are not dead?"

"Haha, it's not that easy for you to kill me." Hunzijiang patted her clothes and smiled proudly, but she was still scared in her eyes. Just as Zhao Xin raised her robbery, he felt a moment of palpitations, and quickly put away his gun and lay down. Almost instantly, Zhao Xin's crescent swept across his head.

"Haha, I'm not strong enough, and my move speed has dropped sharply, which has made you lucky to escape. If I were in my heyday, I would not have to sweep the new moon, and I could kill you with just one shot." Zhao Xin laughed coldly,

"I believe that you were very powerful in your heyday. Unfortunately, now you are not. You are at the end and are about to die. I will be killed by me." Hunzijiang shook his head with a relaxed expression, pointing the spear in his hand at Zhao Xin and slowly approaching, but he also raised his mind to be extremely vigilant, for fear that Zhao Xin would fight back before his death.

"The end? Even if I reach the end, I have to pay the price to kill me. Fight roars!" Zhao Xin glared at his bloody eyes, and the spear in his hand instantly lit up a light yellow light, covering up the cracks on it, emitting a sharp aura, which was extremely impressive.

"Uh... W skill roars? Increase attack speed?" Hunzijiang looked at the familiar light on the spear in Zhao Xin's hand, and his expression was stunned.
Chapter completed!