Escape Game: I Awakened Survival Simulator

He was tall, wearing a beak mask, wearing a blood-stained white coat, carrying a fire axe in his hand, and granulated buds that seemed to be maddeningly radiated from behind him.

behind this guy.

He was also followed by a mighty group of rickety headless people, with dry skin and sharp fingers, who followed silently behind, extremely terrifying.

And the smell of blood came from there.

This...

What the hell is this monster? !

After noticing that the other party's eyes were focused on him.

Fu Monkey's body trembled more and more.

This time not out of excitement...but out of fear!

The two looked at each other for only a few seconds.

next second.

He saw the monster, who was still walking slowly, suddenly stagnate, and then rushed over like crazy, the buds danced wildly, and the group of headless people behind him also walked in a very deformed and twisted way. way to rush.

"Fuck!"

Fu Hou cursed loudly, and the excitement that had just stayed on his cheeks completely disappeared. Without saying a word, he mobilized his whole body and grinned and ran forward.

As the saying goes.

The soft is afraid of the hard, the hard is afraid of the ruthless, the ruthless is afraid of the dead, the dead is afraid of the crazy!

And the guy behind.

It can be seen from the strange shape and the frantically dancing granulation behind him.

This is an absolute lunatic!

Fu Hou always thought that he was mentally deformed enough to wear this monkey mask, but this one is a fucking heavyweight!

So ever.

When the other party starts chasing after him.

Without any hesitation, he immediately spread his feet and started to run wildly, the wind was screaming!

With the flexibility of an ape.

in this jujube forest.

Fu Monkey's movements are exceptionally vigorous, as if a fish in water is like a fish in water, quickly tossing and turning between the branches.

At the same time, he also looked back from time to time, knowing that the figure of the other party gradually opened the gap, and then the speed was slowed down a little after being covered by the dense bushes.

Look up and look forward.

It was a swamp, and the dark green sticky swamp was bubbling from time to time, and the bones of some creatures could be seen lying next to them.

obviously.

This thing isn't quite right.

After Fu Hou was silent for a few seconds, a vine appeared in his hand, wrapped around a thicker branch, hooked, pulled, charged and jumped, and the whole person swayed. At the same time, he lifted his hands up, fell on the branch.

Do it all.

He couldn't help but glance back, and after confirming that the monster hadn't followed, he took a break for a while.

Oh shit...

How can there be such a perverted player? !

Thinking back to the thrilling moment just now.

Fu Hou couldn't help but scolded again.

Anyway, I have experienced two copies.

There are not a few players he has encountered, but this is the first time he has seen such a strange guy.

He wasn't even sure if it was the player, or the product of being occupied by a strange being in a dungeon.

At the beginning.

Fu Hou also intends to end the game by killing all the other players and being the only survivor, but now it seems...

This method definitely won't work.

During rest,

gradually...

A bunch of black shadows gradually appeared in the jujube forest in front. Squinting and looking carefully, it was the terrifying player with granulation all over his body, and the bunch of headless people who followed behind the player like a younger brother.

And in front of them, is the swamp.

Fu Hou originally planned to leave...

But after seeing this scene,

He suddenly became interested.

This swamp, needless to say, is dangerous from the bones all over the ground. When he used the vines to come up just now, the hundreds of thousands of ink-colored arms appeared on the ground, and he couldn't help but look at them. My scalp is numb, if I really get pulled by this ink-colored arm...

is thinking.

Suddenly.

A bunch of obscure words suddenly appeared in the mouth of the player with the beak mask.

Like some kind of prayer with a passionate melody, it keeps popping up, and each character seems to have formed a substance, falling into the ear, turning into a seed and deeply rooted in the brain, absorbing the continuous growth of human reason, even if Covering my ears, I can still feel the melody repeating in my mind.

Granulation danced wildly.

Under this prayer that seems to come from the abyss and hell.

At this moment, the swamps that had no ups and downs began to riot, and countless black arms that had been lurking in the swamps began to grow.

This is not a swamp...

But a group of monsters disguised as swamps.

The swallowed animals, or humans, became their best weapons, and all of them stood up.

....

....

Feel the shaking of the ground.

Li Yan watched all these swamp monsters ten times taller than him stand up, and continued to chant the prayer without any disturbance.

Their expressions gradually became distorted.

They were wailing and screaming piercingly.

They were staring at the man who kept uttering prayers, and their expressions gradually became irritable. A swamp monster couldn't hold back and rushed over howling.

Li Yan still stared at the other party without any expression. When he approached, he took out the fire axe and enchanted it.

"Roar!!!"

The mouth of the swamp monster grinned like an abyss, with countless black palms sticking out from it.

An axe fell.

Centered on the split mouth.

A round of blazing marks quickly spread from the head to the tail.

"Crack..."

Now it's not just a split mouth.

Even the whole body was split into two halves.

Li Yan stepped on the dirty blood on the ground, and walked forward step by step with the fire axe. The granulation behind him changed constantly with the control of his mind, forming a weapon like a scorpion tail, pointing at the figure in front of him because of fear. And some trembling swamp monsters.

"Do not move."

He said something softly, and the granulation plunged into the body of the swamp monster, forcing it to kneel, and then stepped on top of its head step by step.

It's like a marching soldier putting the reins on his beloved horse.

It's just that the one who rode the horse he loved was not a soldier, but a pagan with granulation behind him and chanting prayers.

And the one who was put on the reins was not a horse, but a monster with a huge size that had devoured countless lives.

And behind him, there are also a group of squatted headless people.

far away.

Looking at this treacherous situation that makes one's scalp numb.

The monkey-faced killer's body trembled uncontrollably again.