vrcanaries Chapter 114 Rules are meant to be broken
Chapter 114 Rules are meant to be broken
Fierce battles erupted in all the rooms, with flashes of white light constantly appearing.
Each flash of white light represents the death of someone in this battle.
Gradually, a red light began to illuminate the room, signifying that both lives had perished.
Su Wanqing wasn't idle either, she didn't even need to use her skills to carry out this massacre.
Each time she wielded her scythe, she took someone away, and soon her room was completely wiped out.
Su Wanqing sat on the ground with a sense of helplessness. The speed at which people were being added to this room was just too slow.
Some of the people who came in were taken away by Su Wanqing, while others surrendered immediately upon seeing Wuming.
Su Wanqing looked at the number of people she had hunted, which was currently 107, and felt quite helpless.
Sitting here like this isn't going to work; we need to take the initiative.
Su Wanqing pushed the light screen forcefully but found that nothing changed.
He gripped the scythe tightly and slashed at the light screen, which visibly trembled a few times.
Su Wanqing smiled and slashed at the light screen with her sickle once more.
After several consecutive slashes, a large gash appeared in the light barrier, and Su Wanqing nodded in satisfaction.
Just as she guessed, all the rules here can be broken.
In this life, she encountered too many things that didn't fit the script, which made her increasingly unruly.
The people who were fighting saw the light screen crack and thought some kind of monster was about to appear.
Seeing the nameless man emerge carrying his scythe, many people immediately surrendered and left the room.
Just kidding, the nameless one is scarier than a monster.
As more and more people surrendered, Su Wanqing's sickle remained in use.
Normally, if someone concedes, their death count goes to her, but there are quite a few people left in this room.
Many of them conceded defeat to each other, giving their lives away.
This made Su Wanqing very unhappy, and when she was unhappy, she wanted to kill someone.
Su Wanqing's current speed is far ahead of everyone else's.
After emptying another room, Su Wanqing proceeded to clear out the next room using the same method.
Other rooms
The dark figure sat on the ground, somewhat bored; he had quite a few good things on him now.
Last time I got two pieces of equipment and an evolution skill from the mermaid.
His undead army can now spawn up to 30 at a time.
He didn't even have to lift a finger; the undead did it for him.
He was bored when he saw that Nameless had already killed 107 people, and he was shocked.
He knew Wuming was strong, but this speed was too fast.
Seeing that the number of anonymous people had stopped, he chuckled. "What's the use of being fast? You're stuck, aren't you?"
His good fortune didn't last long; after about 20 minutes, he also got stuck...
While I was patiently waiting, I saw the number of anonymous users begin to surge.
He once again questioned the game's discriminatory treatment.
Mo Ye's heavy crossbow never stopped, even though he had dropped quite a bit from the rankings.
However, his combat experience, advanced equipment, and superb physical fitness are still there.
Beating these ordinary players is a piece of cake.
Many players have also noticed this: the game seems fair, but anyone could be a dark horse.
But these elites are elites because they all have some special abilities.
They were not as easy to deal with as they thought, and gradually quite a few people joined forces to besiege the elites in their house.
Remove the strongest; they are competing fairly!
In a short time, quite a few elites were sent out by them.
Su Wanqing opened another room, and as soon as she entered, she saw a figure fly over from a distance and crash at her feet.
The scene is so familiar, the people are so familiar.
Su Wanqing's lips twitched slightly; this Mo Ye was truly resilient.
Just as Mo Ye was about to get up, he saw a black figure and looked up in surprise to see Wuming standing in front of him.
There seemed to be a hint of pity in his eyes...
Wait, how did Nameless end up here?
"How long are you... planning to lie here?" Su Wanqing looked at Mo Ye, who was lying at her feet, with a hint of helplessness.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Mo Ye jumped up with a start. Luckily, Wuming was wearing pants, otherwise he definitely wouldn't have survived today.
"How did you manage to be knocked out of the top ten rankings?" Su Wanqing couldn't help but ask Mo Ye.
Mo Ye's expression was slightly embarrassed: "They ganged up on me, and in order to dodge a large-area attack, I took one hit head-on and flew away."
Su Wanqing remained silent. It was normal for them to unite; if every room were this united.
It's still uncertain who the dark horse will be, but that's all assuming she's not involved.
In the face of hard power, everything else is just empty talk.
The scythe in his hand flew out, taking a head with every step.
Mo Ye stood to the side without moving, mainly because he didn't dare to compete with Wuming for the person.
He might be the one to die in the next second. What should he do? Can anyone save him?
Soon, Su Wanqing finished clearing out the people in the room and walked towards Mo Ye, swinging her sickle.
Mo Ye swallowed hard and looked at Su Wanqing, saying, "Before you kill me, can you tell me how you got here?"
"I just broke through the light barrier and came over," Su Wanqing replied casually.
"This wasn't mentioned in the rules." Mo Ye frowned slightly. So, it could be done this way?
"Aren't rules meant to be broken?" Su Wanqing looked at Mo Ye with a straight face.
Mo Ye silently gave a thumbs up and said, "That's right."
He then raised his heavy crossbow and looked at Su Wanqing, saying, "Come on! Let me die knowing why, and I also want to know the difference between you and me."
Su Wanqing raised an eyebrow and looked at Mo Ye, asking, "Why don't you just admit defeat?"
"We can lose, but we can't back down." Mo Ye's fighting spirit grew stronger and stronger.
After Su Wanqing paused for two seconds, a phantom appeared behind Mo Ye, and a cold scythe pressed against Mo Ye's neck.
"You're a bit too weak."
A cold voice rang in Mo Ye's ears, and Mo Ye felt as if he was about to shatter once again.
The last time was because of Q...
He's already killed people in three rooms so far, so even though he's slow, he's not exactly weak.
That's not right either; he was indeed too weak in front of Wuming.
Su Wanqing withdrew the sickle from her hand, looked at Mo Ye pointing to the crack that had just appeared in her hand, and said, "Go that way."
She wouldn't actually kill Mo Ye, after all, he had helped her quite a bit in the past.
Although it didn't help at all, she still appreciated the favor.
Mo Ye was somewhat surprised, but also felt it made perfect sense.
Wuming was never someone who indiscriminately killed innocent people!
If they hadn't simply vanished in a beam of light upon death, the corpses on the ground would have tried to stand up and say, "What's wrong? Aren't we human?"
Su Wanqing once again opened a light barrier in front of Mo Ye and walked directly inside.
Mo Ye gripped the heavy crossbow in his hand and resolutely walked in the opposite direction.
Even Wuming is working so hard, he really isn't working hard enough, otherwise how could his ranking have dropped so much?