Global Advent: Cthulhu’s Cavern Game

The wind was blowing slowly in the night sky.

Alice stood beside Su Ke, not looking down.

"Master, what should I do?"

Su Ke maintained the rain control with his left hand, overlooking the dilapidated city. After a short pause, coldly said:

"Don't keep one."

The five figures jumped up at the same time, the man in front of him holding a silver knife, twisted his body and strode across.

boom!

Before he could react, the man was hit hard by the fist of the power of ice, and a fierce frost burst in the air.

This strike directly caused the opponent to fail to even leave the body.

The other four were stunned. They didn't seem to know the strength of the two standing here before, so they turned and ran.

Alice remembered what Su Ke had just said, and she bounced like a jet, waving the soul of Frostfire strengthened by Hun and Po, no one can hold the second shot.

At this moment, there were more than a dozen black shadows rising rapidly below, faster than the five people just now.

The previous arrangement was just to entice Alice.

As for whether those people died so quickly in their plan, Su Ke didn't know.

He still held the left hand that controls the rain, raised his right hand and waved it lightly.

Trickery.

Sequence 4, "Trickster".

To some extent, this is a potion profession that is even more bizarre than a "philosopher".

There are four kinds of potion abilities: "fruit planting", "phantom shape", "teleshift", and "tricky".

"Planting fruit" can directly plant the result of an event, but if the result is beyond the scope of its own ability, or is affected by a strong external force, it will lead to failure.

"Phantom" allows him to create multiple illusions that confuse the enemy. He has no attack ability. The real body can hide in any place he chooses, and he can directly escape into the enchantment without the ability to expand. But this is not a quick cast, but a direct transfer to a space that exists in a certain dimension, and at the same time it will leave tiny traces, which may be dismantled and found.

"Teleport", as the name suggests, the distance that can be transferred is the limit of one's spiritual divergence. The advantage is that it consumes less spirituality and does not require any chanting and casting actions. The disadvantage is that it will also be limited by space capabilities.

"Trick," the most bizarre ability of the "Trick master", uses a certain factor as a wedge to enable spiritual release of tricks.

The most weird thing about it is that even the sorcerer himself doesn't know what effect this ability will have if it is released.

That's right.

The user himself is not clear about the effect of the spell.

For example, he now uses Yuanhuo's divine power as a wedge, and the result is ever-changing, and it is different every time.

It is possible to spew out raging fire, spill divine fuel, form a cage of flames, cause an explosion of flames...

The only thing in common is only related to the wedge, because he used the source of fire, a direct lethal factor, and the tricks he produced were basically related to the ability of fire damage.

If the power of the rainy season is used, it may even rain the healing rain that does not distinguish the enemy from us.

Under his actions, this time a flaming giant snake formed out of thin air, coiling its huge body around the spire, and gnawing at the target one by one.

Mortals can't resist the high temperature of the flame of theocracy at all, and even if they avoid the attack and attempt to approach, they will be burned to ashes by the unbearable high temperature.

Su Ke glanced down coldly, the Fire Serpent automatically pursued its prey, but if it were all killed now, it would make him very embarrassed.

Launching a teleport, he rescued the last man who was almost swallowed by a huge mouth, and fell to the ground.

Without waiting for the other party to express any thoughts, Su Ke calmly asked:

"Why can't you tell me all the participants?"

The rhetorical ability of a "reporter", "really ask".

Under the intimidation of Divine Power and Sequence 4, the opponent looked startled, and all his companions came out.

Su Ke then launched a cross-space summoning, killing all those involved in this matter, and then scattered the Fire Serpent and teleported back to the top of the spire.

His left hand is always holding and controlling the rain screen, as if nothing has happened.

...

Lin Ya, who watched this scene from a distance, smiled triumphantly.

"Have you seen it, I call it stifling the threat in the cradle."

Li Cao spread his hands.

"He won't be grateful to you."

Lin Ya gave him a weird look.

"Why, are you still afraid of him being hacked to death?"

"No, I'm afraid you would be hacked to death by him."

Lin Ya: "..."

"I am very different now!" Thinking of some horrible memory, he said unwillingly, "I will hold on for twenty seconds this time!"

Li Cao slowly shook his head.

"It's really a grand goal. What I worry about is that after this time, I'm afraid no one will deal with him clearly."

"Isn't this sooner or later," Lin Ya walked to Li Cao and looked at the direction of the obelisk in the distance, "Since it is unavoidable, please be ready to meet him at any time."

Li Cao nodded slowly.

"That's right, since they plan to hide underwater, then use bait to catch them out."

...

Jilin City, a refugee camp.

A thin girl with bright eyes stood at the relief station, distributing rice porridge to the people in line.

There was always a bright smile on her face. Even if the person who received the porridge just glanced at her, she could feel the hope of living in her clear eyes.

"Don't give up", "Live well", "Come on", "It will be all right"...

She encouraged everyone in the past and worked tirelessly to cheer for others all day long.

"Are you...Are you the anchor of Mengling?"

Zhao Mengling raised his head, and a scrawny old man in front of him tremblingly asked, holding the broken bowl in his hand.

She tried to make herself look more energetic, and said cheerfully:

"Yes, I was ill for a while, but now I am finally healed~"

The old man lowered his head in a sigh.

"The friends I know in the camp always mention you to me. If my short-sighted son could see you earlier, maybe he wouldn't..."

Zhao Mengling touched his eyes and held the old man's hand.

"Sorry, I understand the pain of losing a loved one, but we must look forward, at least with the memory of him, and strive to live."

"You are such a good person..." The old man hid his face and sobbed twice, and took out a few old-looking crystals that were still blooming with multicolored colors from his arms.

Magic crystal.

Zhao Mengling was stunned.

"You, are you...?"

"It's not much, but please accept it."

"No," Zhao Mengling shook his head quickly, "I can't take this, please put it carefully, the camp is not peaceful recently, so please add warm clothing to yourself."

"Little girl, don't refuse..."

Zhao Mengling quickly covered the old man's hand and pushed it back. At the same time, he looked around, worried that the old man might be seen by others.

At this moment, a sharp silver dagger suddenly fell from the old man's cuff.

The eyes of the old man who was still sobbing before suddenly became sharp, and his face became savage because of his murderous aura. With the push and shoving, he handed the dagger to Zhao Mengling's heart.

clang!

The vicious blow was blocked by an invisible barrier.

"This...!" The old man was taken aback for a moment.

Beside Zhao Mengling, a transparent figure slowly appeared, and the head of the staff blocked the thrust of the dagger.

Under the wide witch hat, the immature face said calmly:

"Suke said that he can't keep him alive."

Zhao Mengling's eyes slowly sank and nodded.

"You!" Faced with this reaction, the old man was stunned, "Aren't you a good person? Haven't you been encouraging everyone to live! Let me go, let me go! Next time I will not dare!"

Zhao Mengling slowly raised her head, the same light in her eyes, but contrary to her thin body, it was an indomitable light.

"Good people are out of my own will, but not my weakness."

She said word by word.

"Similarly, I will never let myself become the weakness of others."

Behind the old man, a black phantom slowly rose up, the black coat and black top hat, the fuzzy face was like death.

But the old man was very clear about who was standing there.

"Do not--!"

A scream echoed in the refugee camp, Zhao Mengling ordered the ghost to clean up the scene, re-energized, and distributed rice porridge to everyone.

On the other side of the city, on the Vengeance Princess.

Isxia looked at the densely packed cameras in the picture, analyzed it quietly for a moment, and picked up the sound transmission rune at hand:

"The assassin's accomplices have been found."

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