After a familiar operation, Liu Yanruo's consciousness gradually entered another complex and real world.

He opened his eyes and moved his body, which was still on the recliner.

This is the headquarters of the Halo Guild of Star Weaving National Moon Song City. Qiu Shuangyue, who just participated in the second offline game gathering, felt that everything here was very unfamiliar.

After all, he hasn't been on the line for another day.

Adhering to the principle of information update, he opened the forum and came to him a post that had just been released.

【Historical questions about this game world】

According to the information obtained from NPC, the history of all things in this game has not lasted for 80 years.

The number 8o years old seems to be a fault. As long as it is something 8o years ago, no matter what it is, it will become a blank, including regimes, systems, religions... all kinds.

The current information is limited to this, and we look forward to the verification of all players.

Qiu Shuangyue finished reading this post with a puzzled mood, and then he looked at the poster.

The edge of the night.

He is very familiar with this name.

To put it bluntly, Qiu Shuangyue is very interested in him.

Such a person who has been on the system message repeatedly is a bit unrealistic based on his luck alone.

And this time, he was also curious about the content of this post.

Qiu Shuangyue decided to confirm this post.

Because the headquarters of the Halo Guild is located in the Halo Church, he stood up and prepared to ask a clergy with a slightly stature.

"Okay, goodbye, Father Zixing." Qiu Shuangyue said goodbye to the priest, suppressing the fluctuations in her heart.

That guy, the long night on the edge, is all true!

The Halo Church was founded 78 years ago by one of the earliest awakened people. The so-called awakened people are those who understood what they had been born after everything turned blank 80 years ago.

And what the Fringe Night tells is the first to appear and inform the public.

After seeing off the priest, Qiu Shuangyue finally couldn't hide her excitement and opened the forum again, wanting to reply to the long night on the edge.

"Absent?" Qiu Shuangyue didn't see that post.

He kept turning the pages and searching.

It's gone.

It was the system that deleted the post, and he suddenly understood.

The reason behind this matter may not be simple. Perhaps ordinary players cannot understand what it involves.

Maybe he and the one who can be qualified to know about this matter in 80 years may be the only one who is on the verge of long night.

He sighed silently and closed the forum.

Before the system deleted the post, Qiu Shuangyue also believed that this historical issue about the 80-year period was related to the transit guardian they killed that time.

After all, after the Guardian fell, the system released the information that "part of the secret of the world is revealed".

But now it seems that the issues about history are not secrets that can be revealed by players.

"I can get this news because our Halo Guild and Halo Church have a close connection, and we can share information, so the priest will tell me this." Qiu Shuangyue thought.

"Then, the long night on the edge should have the same information access channels as me." Qiu Shuangyue whispered in her heart, "It seems that he should be a powerful opponent, or a favorable partner."

I probably did miscalculate.

After all, in my impression, these rotten corpses are organized and disciplined, and in groups.

As I said before, it's like an army.

But today I don’t know what’s going on, I feel like they have completely changed.

First, their habits are no longer about hiding out at night and coming out in groups.

Secondly, their behavior and individual qualities feel more difficult to deal with than before.

When I was running on the road to Huilan Town, there were a lot of wandering corrupt corpses in the surrounding wilderness.

This was a scene that was absolutely impossible to see before.

In my battle with them, I began to think about it above.

He held a gun in his left hand and had 4 bullets between his right fingers.

After breaking off the head of a rotten corpse, a flash blade flew out with a backhand and knocked down one again.

In order to avoid meaningless flying knife consumption, I fired a new use of bullets.

This will probably reduce consumption, and it seems to be no different from dual-holding.

Fortunately, these rotten corpses are still slow to move. Even if they are numerous, I will not be surrounded by a bunch.

Moreover, their positions are relatively loose and not as concentrated as they are when siege.

etc.

Something came from a distance.

It is not the direction of Huilan Town, but rather the direction of Jianliang Town.

Black fog.

It was black fog.

But why did it float towards me?

The location of that mysterious cave is not on my side.

Is there any place to hide? No matter what, run first and run towards Huilan Town.

"Quick Reconstruction·Beam Sabre." I summoned the source quad and transformed it into a lightsaber.

This weapon has durability, so I don't think I will usually use it if I am not in special circumstances.

After all, my block shape can only transform three types of items now.

Beam saber, flamethrower, and the automatic pistol just used.

Each weapon has its corresponding durability. If it is consumed, it needs to be repaired, otherwise it will have to wait for its long self-recovery time.

Since it is a life-threatening situation, I can only draw out my lightsaber.

After all, there is a good saying.

The saddest thing is not death, but the ultimate move has not been released after death.

The pale blue lightsaber in my hand, and I waved it casually.

"The God of the God of the Sword!!!"

Then, shouting something I didn't understand what it meant, I waved my lightsword and cut out a path.

Behind me is a vast black fog, covering the sky.

The lightsaber blade cuts its body into two sections almost the moment it touches the surface of the rotten corpse. After all, the lightsaber's damage does not depend on its sharpness, but on the high temperature of its own particles.

As long as the sword blade still does not feel dim, no rotten corpse can get close to you, even a little bit.

But it's useless.

The degree of black fog hit was really beyond my expectations.

It seems there is nothing I can do.

I put away my lightsaber and decided to fight head-on.

In this case, there is still a weapon that can keep me alive for the time being.

"Quickly build flamethrower!"

"Let the flame purify everything-!!"

The flames spewed out, and the next second, black mist blew into my face. I closed my eyes.

That should be the sound of something put into a boiling oil pan.

It sizzled, and sometimes crackled and exploded into pieces.

I gradually opened my eyes.

There was a rush of black smoke all around, and they passed by me one after another.

It was just because the roaring flames in front of me drove them away and diverted them.

After all, I survived, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

My place now is probably Jedi.

Half a meter away, no grass grows.

Fortunately, when Jianliang burned the corpse, I noticed that this unnatural flame could be burned out together with the black fog, otherwise it might be out of salvation now.
To be continued...