Global Crisis: Doomsday is coming once a week

Wang Zichen was being electrocuted.

Mu Chenyi, who was beside the chessboard, was closely watching the Lightning Man's movements.

Soon he discovered a pattern, that is, every time the Lightning Man released the electric ball, his body would be stiff for a moment.

It was like it was running the current in its body, and when it was running the current, its body could not move.

But this "moment" was too short. If Mu Chenyi attacked when the opponent was casting a spell, the opponent might easily dodge it.

So, he had to catch a moment that the opponent was used to!

Soon, he caught the opponent's attack frequency, and when the opponent was about to use the electric ball, he directly ejected the finger sword!

When the Lightning Man released the electric ball, he noticed that a terrible breath was rushing towards him!

There was fear in his eyes, but this was exactly the moment when he was stiff when using the electric ball!

"Puff!"

The sword finger sank into its abdomen, and it was seriously injured!

Mu Chenyi did not leave any chance for the opponent, and pinched out the finger sword again and attacked the opponent!

The finger sword turned into a blade and fiercely attacked the seriously injured Lightning Man who fell to the ground!

"Puff!"

"Ding, Lightning Man died, player Muchenyi passed. Next, player Su Qianran throws the dice!"

"Countdown starts: 3 hours, 59 minutes and 59 seconds!"

The system's voice sounded, and Muchenyi also panted and sat on the ground.

Several people showed a dejected expression.

"Take a break!" Muchenyi made a prompt decision, "Su Qianran, you and Wang Zichen take a nap now, and I will call you when the countdown is over. After you finish throwing the dice, Lao Zhao and Wang Zichen will rest, and after Wang Zichen finishes, Lao Zhao and I will rest, and so on. "

"I predict that the game content here may involve some special games that individuals participate in, so those who are about to start the game should adjust their state."

When it is almost someone's turn to throw the dice, that person will rest for eight hours.

In this way, everyone who participates in the game can maintain a good mental state.

"Okay!"

The four agreed to his request, and Wang Zichen found a piece of soft candy as a pillow and fell asleep in one second.

Su Qianran also imitated Wang Zichen's actions and found a soft candy to lie on.

But her mentality was not as good as Wang Zichen's, so she couldn't fall asleep for a long time. She lay there for half an hour before her breathing slowed down and she fell into a deep sleep.

So, now only Muchenyi and Lao Zhao were left.

"Open the Judgment Scale!"

Muchenyi silently said a sentence and directly summoned his second prophecy skill.

Looking at the Judgment Scale appearing in his mind, Muchenyi thought about how to ask.

The Judgment Scale only answers "yes" or "no", and will not answer the third answer, so he needs to think of a more reasonable answer.

After thinking for a while, he asked:

"Can I use the prop I bought normally by not following the rules?"

The scale began to move slowly.

In the end, the weight of the little angel exceeded that of the little devil, which also meant that his props could be used normally!

Seeing this answer, he was relieved. Next, it depends on when he uses it.

Time passed little by little, and soon it was time for the countdown.

Lao Zhao woke up Wang Zichen and Su Qianran directly.

And Su Qianran rubbed his confused eyes, picked up the dice and threw it on the chessboard.

As the dice rolled, a number appeared in front of everyone-6

Six points again!

And the number on the chessboard also moved slowly, and finally came to the position of 21 squares.

Seeing this scene, Mu Chenyi suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

If Wang Zichen and Lao Zhao both shook 6 points, then when it was his turn, wouldn’t it be directly to the 33rd square?

And he shook 3 points again, and he directly drew the death ballet of 36 squares!

Thinking of this, his face turned a little pale. It shouldn’t be so unlucky, right?

I thought I could still go one round, but now it seems that there is no chance.

"Ding, player Su Qianran has drawn the 'Death Black Hole', and the Death Black Hole will appear in one minute!"

Death Black Hole?

The four people's expressions became a little uneasy, and this Death Black Hole sounded very scary.

And Mu Chenyi had heard that a black hole is a terrifying existence that can even swallow time!

What is time? That's the four-dimensional line!

It is the natural barrier for three-dimensional creatures to cross over to four-dimensional creatures, but even such a thing can be swallowed by a black hole.

There are many opinions about black holes on the Internet. Some people say that black holes are five-dimensional existences, and some people say that they are zero-dimensional existences, and they will swallow all dimensions!

"Swish!"

OneA voice suddenly appeared!

A dark black vortex suddenly appeared above their heads!

And everything in the entire castle began to slowly fly up to the sky!

The candies on the ground, the tables and chairs in the castle, and even the light bulbs hanging on the wall, all flew up to the sky with this suction force.

Mu Chenyi and the other four were no exception. They all felt a strong suction force!

Su Qianran was the lightest, so she actually floated directly into the air.

Mu Chenyi noticed this and grabbed the other's arm directly.

But then he found that he was also carried up!

Fortunately, Wang Zichen reacted quickly. He grabbed the two people and Lao Zhao, then ran to a wall quickly, punched the wall with a punch, and actually punched a hole in the wall of the castle.

And he directly transformed into the Iron-eating Beast King, grabbed the hole, and protected the three people under his body.

The three people naturally grabbed his hair tightly.

As time went by, the suction of the black hole above their heads became more and more terrifying, and Wang Zichen was struggling more and more.

But he knew that at this time, only he could resist this "game", so he gritted his teeth and held on to the wall tightly to prevent himself from being sucked up.

After a long three minutes, a beautiful voice sounded in the minds of the four people.

"The death black hole is over!"

"Next, player Wang Zichen throws the dice, countdown: 3 hours, 59 minutes and 59 seconds!"

The terrifying suction ended, and their heads turned back to the top of the castle again.

Everyone fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

This game is so terrible, there are dead ends everywhere!

And all the candies and food also flew up, and the situation here is somewhat similar to the environment seen in the previous death replay of Muchenyi.

Wang Zichen knew that this time he should rest, and he happened to be a little tired because he had been using his strength all the time, so he fell asleep again.

And Lao Zhao also lay down beside Wang Zichen.

Four hours later, Wang Zichen got up on time and threw the dice.

This time the number of the dice was still - 6