Kingdom Necropolis, Cemetery No. 43. At one-fifty in the morning, Cannon held an oil lamp and walked alone in the gloomy cemetery. Today was not a good day for him. To be precise, he has been in Mercury retrograde for the past half month, and nothing has gone smoothly. Of course, the most unpleasant thing was being queued into the midnight graveyard copy. As a popular dungeon on the recent difficulty list, he has paid attention to Midnight Cemetery. His focus, like most players in the wilderness, is to wait to see when this mine will explode and which unlucky guy it will hit. At first, the difficulty of Midnight Cemetery was not high. When its pollution value was within the normal range, someone once achieved a 60% dungeon exploration rate. But later, as the pollution value of the copy continued to increase, the difficulty of the Midnight Cemetery increased exponentially. Especially recently, the clearance rate for one and a half consecutive months has been zero, causing its pollution value to skyrocket, reaching the third place on the B-level dungeon difficulty list, and becoming a recognized extremely difficult level dungeon.
Everyone knew there was a problem in the copy, but there was no organization to deal with it. Because the location of Midnight Ranch is very sensitive. It is located in the gap between the administration and the White Tower control area, and it happens to not be under the jurisdiction of either party. If the copy is out of control, the erosion copy will appear in the real area, 80% of which are in areas such as Mada, Sakurajima and Bangjima. But the terrible thing is that there is a 20% probability that it will appear in Xia Kingdom or White Tower. The relationship between the Administration and the White Tower is more sensitive than asking passers-by about their gender in the White Tower. This makes neither party willing or dare to intervene in the Midnight Cemetery. If the situation is broken, questioning and condemnation will follow, expanding the scope of actual control, embezzling resources in neutral areas, and squeezing the development of surrounding small and medium-sized organizations. What's more, they will also doubt the legitimacy of the motivation for breaking the game. How could a good ordinary copy be so contaminated that it is on the verge of losing control? It was not you who secretly caused it, so why did you go to break the game? If you fail to break the situation and cause the copy to go out of control in your own home, not to mention the ridicule from the outside world, you will not be able to explain it within your own organization. If there is a very small chance that the game-breaker strategy sent by one party fails and a corrosive copy appears in the other party's home, then the fun will be even greater. Large organizations dare not move, but small organizations cannot. The combination of various factors turns the Midnight Cemetery into a large-scale Russian roulette. When the copy detonates, a shot will be fired at random at the unlucky person who wins the prize. In the past, artillery people, like the people on the forum, discussed who would be the unlucky guy to be shot every day. Now he knew it was him. Is there anything worse than entering a midnight graveyard? Yes, that means the teammates in the queue are from the Iron Armored Corps. He had heard about the reputation of the Iron Armored Corps, but he thought that no matter how domineering they were, it should be okay if he didn't provoke them. Who knew that Lei Hu was far more domineering than he thought, and would fight whenever he disagreed. Although Cannon's level is not much lower than that of Lei Hu, the Future Warrior's job transfer he has is only a green job transfer, which is hugely different from Lei Hu's golden Lei Lishi job transfer. He didn't even survive a confrontation and was picked on on the spot. Handling in a physical sense.
Just like the saying about losing a war because of a nail, one bad luck can easily lead to a series of bad luck, and ultimately lead to disaster. Because he resisted Thunder Tiger, he was assigned to the cemetery farthest from other players. And because he was injured, he moved a little slower. As a result, he had just arrived at the tombkeeper's hut and tonight's night patrol was about to begin. His predecessor urged him to sign the employment agreement, threw down a notebook and ran away on the spot. His speed was comparable to that of an agility player of the same level, and he couldn't stop him. Seeing that the night watch had begun, his copy had already started badly, and he didn't want to fail the job of tombkeeper once on his first day of employment. Although this was his first time entering a dungeon that was on the verge of getting out of control, no matter how difficult it was, it was not much more difficult than an ordinary real dungeon. With this idea in mind, he carried an oil lamp and the notes of the former tombkeeper, and read them while walking. "To receive the deceased, a special carriage will enter the cemetery every evening to transport the corpse for burial. The corpse needs to be stored in the church and buried during the day tomorrow. Before storing it in the church, it is necessary to confirm that the hands and feet of the corpse are tied together. ” "The dead are buried..." … "Night patrol, every night at two o'clock in the morning, you must patrol according to the route..." The artillery used the dim light of the oil lamp to watch while walking. Surrounded by a deathly and gloomy cemetery, broken tombstones and unidentified rotten skeletons appeared at his feet from time to time, so he had to avoid them while walking. In addition, the thick vines on the ground that could entangle people's ankles and the scavenging beasts running in his shadow made his spirit extremely tense. Suddenly, a voice came from his side. "Can you see the moon in the sky?" Cannon subconsciously replied: "The full moon is so big in the sky, can't you see it when you look up?" He flipped through the notes and happened to see a paragraph written in red pen at the beginning of the next page. "Pay special attention!!! If you encounter someone asking you a question during night patrol, do not answer it!!! Be sure to run away until the question is no longer heard!!!" "Fuck me!" Cannon was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his head following the voice that came from the question, and saw that the trees he had mistakenly thought he was passing by had actually moved. It was a monster that was more than seven meters tall and made up of many different bodies. Its trunk is as thick as two people. If you look closely, you can find that its body is like a hemp rope, woven from multiple "thin ropes". However, each "thin rope" is made of human trunks without heads connected to each other. The trunk of the tree is full of various branches, which looks like a dense tree canopy at first glance. Below the trunk, there are countless human hands and feet as roots. They are digging the land rapidly at this moment, changing from a "rooted" state to a mobile state. The voice that questioned him came from the middle and upper part of the tree monster's trunk, about four meters above the ground. The headless human bodies that make up the tree monster's trunk, their missing heads, are now neatly arranged in a circle and nailed there. Because they have no necks, these heads cannot raise their heads and cannot see the moon above their heads. But they can move their eyeballs. Dozens of eyes are now looking at the artillery passing by diagonally below, with eyes full of jealousy and madness.
"You really want to steal the moon from me!" "I won't steal from you!" Cannon activated the acceleration skill, quickly distanced himself from the tree monster, and took out the rifle. He pulled the trigger, and bullets poured out like a rainstorm. Every bullet hit the tree monster, causing a violent explosion, making the tree monster wail in pain. It only took five seconds for the tree monster to be cut in half by bullets, and the faces on the trunk were shot into sieves. Whether on the Blue Star or in the Wilderness, as long as it is a carbon-based life, it cannot withstand the powerful firepower of thermal weapons. What's more, this is a weapon strengthened by the future warrior. The future warrior's job transfer is characterized by weapon modification. As long as the current equipped weapon is a thermal weapon or a high-tech weapon, the weapon can be modified in the future. After the future modification, the recoil, magazine capacity, bullet power and firing rate of the rifle in the hand of the cannon have been greatly improved, and it can also obtain adaptive special modification by analyzing the target. This makes the C-level energy rifle in his hand more powerful than ordinary B-level firearms. The Future Warrior job transfer has almost no enhancement on the player's main attributes, but it can be ranked in the top ten green job transfers, and is even more popular than some red job transfers, because of the powerful weapon modification skills. Relying on this gun, Cannon killed hundreds of strong goblins alone in the last B-level copy. Such a brilliant record is also the confidence that he dares to speak second after Guangzhi. If I can't beat Lei Hu, can I beat you, a tree monster? Buzz~ Cannon's ears heard a buzzing sound like tinnitus, and then he saw a flock of crows flying in the sky, and the bright full moon began to be stained with blood. The half of the tree monster that was cut off and lying on the ground, with its face raised up, just saw the blood moon in the sky. "What a beautiful moon, I knew it was hidden by you!" Under the effect of the blood moon, the broken body of the tree monster quickly recovered and stood up again. After standing up, the moon disappeared from its eyes again. Dozens of faces shed tears of blood, showing expressions of sadness and anger, and said to the cannon: "Damn thief, you hid the moon again, that is my miracle, you can't take it away!" The cannon cursed, "You like to look at the moon so much, why don't you stick your head on the tree canopy?" He raised his gun and fired at the tree monster, and soon found that something was wrong. The blood moon greatly strengthened the tree monster. The damage that could be caused by one shot originally now requires three to five shots. At the same time, the recovery speed of the tree monster after being damaged has also been greatly improved. Before the blood moon, half a shuttle of bullets was enough to cut the tree monster in half. But after the blood moon, a shuttle of bullets could only blow a big hole on its surface, and it was difficult to even penetrate it. In the interval between the cannon changing bullets, the lower limbs of the tree monster composed of human hands and feet were congested to black and purple. The next moment, a catapult started and rushed towards him.
As an experienced player, Cannon had dozens of experiences fighting large monsters alone. He knew very well how to survive the firepower vacuum period and how to protect himself. He raised a C-level riot shield with his left hand, and huddled behind the shield to resist the long-range attacks launched by the monster. At the same time, when the tree monster rushed to two meters in front of him, he used a sideways roll. C-level skill dodge, there is a short invincibility effect during the roll, 10 charges, and a cooldown time of 120 seconds. With the explosion-proof shield, it is enough for him to survive the firepower vacuum period and distance himself from the monster. A roll twisted the collision of the tree monster. During the roll, he took the time to look at the notebook, which read: "If the moon in the sky turns red during the night patrol, please return to the gravekeeper's cabin immediately. Don't fight during the blood moon. Once a fight occurs, you will temporarily be unable to leave the cemetery." Aminos! Cannon was very talkative on the spot, and expressed a strong desire for action interaction with the female relatives of the former gravekeeper. Your reminder was really timely! The tree monster did not stop after the collision, and turned a corner after landing, rushing towards him like a snake. The tree monster looked clumsy and slow, but because of its huge size, its absolute speed was not slow. The artillery did not have time to open up enough distance, so it could only roll again, like a bullfighter, to let the tree monster pass and escape in another direction. While he snaked among the tombstones, he raised the loaded rifle to try to stop the tree monster from attacking further. But the tree monster had no intention of stopping. It found that it was difficult to hit the artillery with a direct collision, so it changed its attack method, stretched its body straight, lay horizontally on the ground, and rolled towards the artillery like a log. The tree monster crushed the tombstones and stones it encountered on the rolling path, wrapped them around its body as armor, which not only could resist bullets, but also made its size grow like a snowball. The artillery was good at positional warfare and long-range attack. The tree monster kept chasing him closely, which put great pressure on him. After dodging the tree monster's attacks several times in a row, he almost exhausted his number of rolls. If he continued, he would be completely passive. The good news is that the artillery has mastered the rhythm of the tree monster and found a way to break the situation. He used the penultimate roll, stuck in the invincible time of the roll, perfectly avoided the tree monster's impact, and got close to the tree monster's crown. Then he took out a string of grenades from his personal space and threw them at the tree monster's crown. According to his observation, the crown is the most vulnerable part of the tree monster, and attacking here will cause great damage to the tree monster. According to the attack frequency of the tree monster, he used the last roll after landing, just enough time to avoid the pursuit of the tree monster and avoid the shock wave of the explosion. Everything is under control. However, when the grenade was thrown at the crown, he found that the crown of the tree monster cracked, revealing a bottomless mouth like an abyss. Then the body of the tree monster suddenly stretched out, like a cobra catching prey, and instantly swallowed the grenade string and the artillery into it. Feeling the darkness that suddenly submerged himself, and the light and heat erupting not far away, the artillery cursed: "Damn fast and slow knife!"
Bang! The explosion almost blew off the upper half of the tree monster's body, but under the blood moon, it quickly recovered. It wandered aimlessly in the kingdom's cemetery, looking for a suitable branch to poke into its exposed upper body. As it walked, it smelled the breath of living people, and walked quickly forward following the breath. He soon found two figures. "Brother Sean, please forgive me. Let's wait until the blood moon is over before continuing the night patrol?" Haner was numb. As an old gravekeeper, he certainly knew the horror of the blood moon. Even he was unwilling to enter the cemetery during the blood moon. But Gang Kai, this young man, just didn't listen to the advice. He was under the evil spell and couldn't disobey the other party, so he could only keep persuading. Wu Chang waved his hand and said, "Brother Haner, don't worry about me." Haner was anxious: "I'm worried about myself!" While the two were talking, they suddenly heard a voice from behind, asking, "Can you see the moon in the sky?" Wu Chang turned around and looked at the Mediterranean tree monster in front of him, which had only branches on both sides and a bare piece in the middle. He couldn't help laughing out loud. He grabbed Haner who wanted to escape, looked at the fresh bloody last words on the tree monster, and couldn't help sighing. As he expected, everyone will meet again soon. And when they meet again, there will definitely be unlucky people who will meet him with resentment. He looked at Han Er and asked, "Brother Han Er, is it too late to escape now?" Han Er was about to cry, "I just know that if you keep pulling me, it will definitely be too late!" "Then you try your best, don't let it catch up, we'll meet in the gravekeeper's hut." Wu Chang let go of his hand, waved at Han Er who was running out, and then activated social phobia and advanced stealth.