If possible, Li Cheng would rather not get involved personally. He’d prefer to spend the ti posting contrary opinions online like "Clowns in the hall, masters wandering, unworthy of losing Saint Zhang Yang," to relax, or maybe tighten so screws on the Forbidden Army War Car.
But he couldn’t really ignore it either. Not to ntion Wu Quan belonged to the Special Affairs Bureau, which owed him a favor, and Ada was an important mber of the Whale Song Guild. If she got captured by the Nightmare Curse, the Whale Song Guild would definitely be worried sick.
Considering that the Nightmare Curse doesn’t imdiately kill players, but instead controls them, waiting to send them to the Script World in the next Script Task, this ans the Whale Song Guild has enough ti to rescue.
To prevent exposing the Toy Factory, Li Cheng found he had no choice but to intervene.
"Tung... Bone?"
Wu Quan and Abdullah recognized the legendary Skull Knight, their expressions were astonished, incredulous.
Among this group of players, the one with the strongest scouting ability, Ada, was severely impaired, only able to see the Skeleton Knight’s cloaked back full of holes.
Li Cheng stood suspended on the surface of the swamp with a Floating Engine, wearing a terrifying plate armor that was actually a temporary welding of rebar, steel strips, and plates, with the welds smoothed with a grinder, then sprayed with a paint called Bantah Black —
This paint can absorb 99.9% of incident light, including visible, ultraviolet, and infrared light. Adding a bit of carbonyl iron can even absorb electromagnetic waves.
His own head was hidden at the neck of the armor, and the skull head above ca from so holess US veteran stored in a refrigerator freezer.
The red light inside the skull was actually a red electronic candle used during festivals.
"Tung Bone senior, that house is strange!"
Wu Quan, anxious, unconsciously moved his arm, crawling forward two ters, while Li Cheng imdiately drifted forward the sa distance using his Floating Engine.
Damn, the Ten Thousand Eyes Communication Headset was still on, getting too close might let the service agent Xiao Yuan see sothing was wrong.
"Ooh..."
A giant floating ghost infant’s head sucked on its thumb, with an umbilical cord hanging from its belly button. It stared at the Skeleton Knight with innocent eyes, then opened its huge bloody mouth to bite fiercely.
"Watch out!"
Alisi instinctively shouted. She didn’t know the Skeleton Knight’s identity, but from Wu Quan and Abdullah’s reactions, he seed to be a player above Level 20?
Or a native power on the killing field?
As a half-artificial person, the chip in her spine could partially control her tabolism, giving her better adaptability to muscle relaxants than original humans,
At this mont, she initially regained control of her body, instinctively summoning the Power Exoskeleton, and used the rocket launcher on her shoulder to fire an anti-air missile at the ghost infant’s head.
Whoa, sister, stop causing trouble!
Li Cheng internally ranted. His temporary cosplay outfit couldn’t withstand the missile’s shock wave,
He swung his left fist forward, seemingly mundane but infused with Condensed Qi Explosion power, blasting the ghost infant’s forehead in one strike, sending it flying backward like a burst balloon,
Performing random Brownian motion above the swamp.
anwhile, the Skeleton Knight’s right hand suddenly grabbed the anti-air missile,
In a spot unseen by Alisi and others, as well as service agent Xiao Yuan, he fired several bullets from the hidden Ape-man Degeneration Gun in his palm at close range, shrinking the missile into a firecracker marked with the brand na [Old Black Firecracker], easily putting out its burning fuse.
Li Cheng slightly turned his head, his eye sockets emitting ominous red light, then he turned away.
In the eyes of the onlookers, this scene looked like the Skeleton Knight’s unfathomable power, casually dissolving the missile, turning it into nothingness, and with his gaze warning the human players of dissatisfaction—
In reality, Li Cheng dared not fully turn his head for fear of being recognized that skeleton’s eye sockets contained red LED electronic candles.
Wu Quan tugged on Alisi, saying in a solemn voice, "Tung Bone senior is a native power on the killing field; he existed long before human players appeared a thousand years ago."
Abdullah, filled with reverence, said: "[Fiery Fla Bay] was the first Hidden Room discovered, now it’s managed cooperatively by many guilds, including our Saladin’s Eagle, Royal National Church Knights, the FBI, and the GRU.
This is what’s said on the forum’s official site.
But actually, Fiery Fla Bay was initially occupied by a Divine Calamity. It was Tung Bone who killed that Divine Calamity and then left, allowing human players a chance to scavenge — the four-thousand-ter-long sea monster skeleton used as a breakwater is evidence of that shocking battle."
Abdullah took a deep breath, adjusting the red and white checkered keffiyeh on his head, seriously saying, "It’s said a plague-ridden Divine Calamity once stung Tung Bone Knight, and after five days of painful struggle, that plague Divine Calamity died;
So dusa caught a glimpse of Tung Bone from afar and turned to stone;
Tung Bone never breathes, he rely intermittently captures air;
Tung Bone never swings his sword, his sword itself swings out of fear of him;
Tung Bone can defeat the highest rank of security guards in ten seconds, of which nine seconds are for the security guards to gather the courage to attack him;"
The founder of the Saladin’s Eagle Guild likely witnessed Tung Bone Knight’s spectacular killing of the sea monster Divine Calamity firsthand, often bragging about it to confidants,
The way Abdullah recounted it was so vivid and believable that even Li Cheng couldn’t help but internally comnt, "This Saladin is truly a Tung Bone fanatic."
The mold lurking in the shabby house wasn’t shaken by the ghost infant’s death. Instead, tendrils of mycelium drooped down, infiltrating into the evil spirits’ bodies.
The peculiar-shaped evil spirits exuded an even thicker sinister aura.
A small amount of sinister energy seeped into the swamp water, causing countless aquatic creatures to instantly perish and float to the surface.
Under the shroud of night, the swamp was deathly silent, no sounds of insects or birds, all the evil spirits leaned forward, then surged forward en masse!
The Ghost Bride lifted her wedding dress hem, floating lightly ahead; the Cannibal Python swam on the water surface, its back pattern resembling driftwood; the Hell Monk held a Magic Cube, casting a Curse of Peeling; a humanoid creature made of nurous flies, whizzed by with a buzzing sound.
What a hellish scene of a hundred ghost parade.
Li Cheng made no attempt to dodge, simply raising his skeletal hand, faced the sky, and pressed down with casual ease.
Boom boom boom boom boom!
All the Forbidden Army War Cars stationed in high altitude as part of the [Ancient Long War Map] opened fire simultaneously, the invisible vector cannonballs precisely striking and tearing the evil spirits apart.
A few evil spirits without physical form or with self-healing abilities subrged partially into the water, accelerating towards Li Cheng.
Unyielding, Li Cheng grabbed the hilt of his Two-handed Greatsword, tapping its blade lightly on the water surface.
The next mont, all evil spirits that subrged into the water were driven out, even the fly monster shrieking miserably, unable to maintain its form.
"So... strong..."
Alisi felt her human and electronic brains almost crashing, unable to comprehend the Tung Bone Knight’s moves, nor sensing Tung Bone Knight’s spiritual power fluctuations.
Of course, she couldn’t sense it, as Li Cheng summoned a Farm Owner via Summoning Technique, who, wearing sunglasses, hid underwater, cracking a whip till it smoked.
Black evil spirit? (Candyman, Arican folk horror story, depicted as a black ghost with an iron hook), whipped thrice.
Non-human evil spirit? Not even human, whipped five tis.
White evil spirit? Absurd, is there anyone whiter than my Farm Owner? Extra punishnt, whipped ten tis.
All evil spirits, regardless of race, were whipped hard, naturally surfacing, continuing to be bombarded.
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