nycdaug Chapter 380 Here we come!
Chapter 380 Here we come!
Chapter 380 Here we come!
A huge black scythe suddenly spun and flew out from the top of the tall building on the side. It was so fast that it tore through tens of meters of air in a blink of an eye, and ruthlessly pierced into the street where a group of racing gangs were racing.
Caught off guard, even if the blue sports car in front braked immediately, it was too late.
The huge inertia brought the car body and slammed into the sickle.
laugh! !
In an instant, the blue car was split in half, and the driver who had pointed the middle finger at Han Xing just now was cut in two, rolled along with the separated car, and crashed into the obstacles on both sides.
With two loud bangs, car parts flew everywhere.
Han Xing and a group of drag racing gangs quickly braked to a stop.
"It's a servant of Death God!"
His eyes narrowed crazily, and his heart beat fast as he watched the black-robed figure appearing on the street ahead.
"Thomas is such a waste, he only took so long, I don't know if he ran away, or...uh, he died."
Sitting in the car, Han Xing looked up at the head held by the servant of Death God from a distance, and his heart became more and more nervous.
This monster appeared here, couldn't it use some method to track his location, and come to hunt him down?
"Hurry up and change your face..."
With a thought in Han Xing's mind, the mask of the evil ghost fluctuated again, and soon turned into a simple and unadorned public face.
In his nervous eyes, the servant of death twisted in the air, countless black mist swirled, and appeared strangely on the street in the next second.
puff!
It pulled out the death scythe that penetrated into the ground with one hand, raised its head, and uttered a word coldly to the seven or eight cars parked in front of it.
"The order to kill the god of death has been issued. Instead of searching for the outsiders who sneaked in, you are still racing here, one by one...do you want to hurry up to see my lord!?"
After the words fell, it swung the death scythe violently and slashed down.
laugh! !
A two-meter-high half-moon-shaped knife light rushed tens of meters in an instant, leaving a deep trace on the street, and finally exploded suddenly in front of the frontmost sports car.
The exploding light spots gathered in the air and turned into Han Xing's face.
"Go search for this person immediately, find him, and report his location. Otherwise, I will bring death to you!!"
The Death servant's voice was cold. After speaking, his body twisted and turned into a black smoke that rushed high into the sky and flew in another direction.
In the car, Han Xing breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, it didn't come to look for me... Uh, it seems to come to look for me, but fortunately it didn't know that I was here."
He sighed, then frowned.
"This is troublesome, my face is exposed, and the servants of the god of death will actively mobilize all the players of the god of death to find me, so am I dangerous..."
"Huh? Who is this person in the rearview mirror? I don't know him!"
heat!
Too hot!
Comparable to Tokyo.
The scarlet sun hangs over the Slaughtering City, and its color has changed from the orange of the day before yesterday to the blood red of today.
"boom!"
A car that was so dilapidated and almost torn apart was parked wobbly on the side of the road.
Han Xing opened the door and got out of the car.
"Out of gas."
He leaned against the hood of the car and glanced at the countdown displayed on the road sign in the space inside his body.
23:45:21.
It's the last day.
Thinking of the "latent" experience of the past thirty hours, Han Xing couldn't help but sigh with great regret:
"Hey, I thought that by changing my face with an evil ghost mask, and being careful to keep a distance from others, I would be able to hang out for seven or eight hours honestly, but I didn't expect..."
"This mess lasted nearly 30 hours before I was inadvertently found by a Reaper player. These guys are too useless."
He kicked the tire of the car and looked up at the sun, which had turned blood-colored in the sky.
"In addition, I always feel that there is something wrong with this sun... It seems to be the eyes that peek into the entire killing city..."
Han Xing muttered to himself, then turned his head to look at the several off-road vehicles chasing at the end of the road at high speed, turned his head and rushed into the alley next to the building next to him.
He was not afraid of the pursuers behind him, but he was avoiding the servants of death behind these players.
There are also those strange and strange Death's subordinates.
Even if he hides so deeply and is chased so miserably by others, one can imagine how miserable it will be for other survival players sent over by the survival game system.
Like Thomas and others, they were simply sent over to die!
The alley is not long, only more than 20 meters. After walking out of the alley, Han Xing's face has become another new face.
He quickly glanced left and right, then quickly rushed into another building, stood in front of a window on the third floor, stuck his head out anxiously, holding a broken weapon, and shouted loudly at the death player chasing him below:
"The outsider ran along the alley across the road. I didn't have time to go upstairs to stop him. Everyone, catch up quickly and don't let him run away."
His face was full of righteous indignation, and he pretended to be an accomplice of the Reaper players.
Because the mark of the god of death needs to be within three to five meters to activate it, allowing players to verify each other's identities.
So with this method, Han Xing fooled several waves of death players chasing him.
Although they could keep updating his approximate location on the death warrant, no one knew that he could change faces for the time being, which was an important advantage for Han Xing.
Seeing a group of pursuers being fooled away by him, Han Xing turned and went downstairs, ran back along the alley at the beginning, and fled in another direction.
But as the old saying goes, if you often walk by the river, how can your shoes not get wet?
As soon as he rushed out of the alley, he met a Death player, a young man in his 20s, who was standing in front of his broken car, fastening his belt.
On the car body, a puddle of water was extremely glaring.
"Hehe, six sons, I just asked you to let me go and put water together to embarrass each other fiercely. You said that there are too many people and you can't let go. After all, you still have a conscience and know how to secretly come back to satisfy me! Quick! Come here!"
Hearing the footsteps coming from behind, the young man opened his mouth to tease without turning his head, and began to untie the belt he had just tied, obviously mistaking Han Xing for another person.
Gan!
Didn't you meet a pair of brothers?
Han Xing looked complicated, and silently took out the Ghost Blood Sword. Just as he was about to make a move, the young man on the other side suddenly turned around, with an impatient look on his face:
"Damn six sons! There are no outsiders here, why are you pretending to be reserved, so slow... Fuck! Who are you!? Why are you holding a sword in your hand..."
Seeing Han Xing's strange face, the young man was taken aback for a moment, then reacted abruptly, and cried out:
"Wait! You don't have the reminder light of the mark of the god of death on your body, you are a foreigner..."
puff! !
The moment he turned around, Han Xing had already grabbed the ghost blood sword and rushed forward. The sword light was like a rainbow, and it stabbed into the young man's open mouth in an instant.
Penetrating from the front, piercing from the back.
The young man was killed by Han Xing almost within a second.
But still the same old saying.
Erwuzi jumps wildly on both sides, and will accidentally step on the line and jump to death.
As soon as Han Xing killed this brother, he moved his nose and smelled a faint foul smell in the air.
not good!
One of Reaper's minions is chasing after him!
(End of this chapter)