Global Game, Start By Becoming A Necromancer

"me……"

The man struggled to make a sound, but felt that all the flesh and blood in his body was melting.

The next moment, he fell directly to the ground, his vision gradually blurred.

His companion wiped the blood from his face, and then saw the man turned into blood on the ground.

"Grass! What the hell!"

Similar situations happened all around, and the originally clean square suddenly turned into a hell on earth.

While people were running away, they were attacking the blood glow around them, trying to get a chance to survive for themselves.

But someone will still fall down, and their bodies will turn into pools of flesh and blood, spreading on the ground.

At this time, Kong Yan had several wind blades swaying around his body, cutting off the flying blood rays without him having to do anything.

He did not attack Cui Rang and others directly, but protected several known military undercovers behind him.

Kong Yan's strange behavior immediately attracted everyone's attention. Cui Rang glanced at Kong Yan and said with interest:

"When did such a master come to our gathering place?"

Huang Zhenxing recognized Kong Yan immediately. He frowned and thought for a while and said:

"This guy joined the patrol a few days ago. He should be hiding his strength."

Cui Rang nodded, unable to see the specific emotions through his squinted eyes, and smiled:

“It should be people from the Shicheng military, they probably know our plan.

But it's okay. If the military loses such a strong man, it should be very distressed, right? "

A group of them just looked at the people outside, like a group of spectators admiring a cricket fight.

And those blood lights will not attack them at all, as if that area is independent.

"You want us to go out and kill him?"

Liu Song took the initiative to stand up, and a blazing flame surged from the staff in his hand.

Cui Rang shook his head, patted Liu Song on the shoulder and said:

"No need, you will have a chance to show off later."

Liu Song didn't ask any more questions, just nodded and stepped back, watching everything outside with vigilance.

Kong Yan, on the other hand, covered these professionals and ran quickly towards the outside.

"The teleportation anchor point has failed, run back and call for help!

This Cui Rang is crazy. If he is not stopped, everyone in this gathering place may die!

I'll go back and evacuate the crowd first, and save every one I can! "

Kong Yan no longer retained his strength at this time, and visible wind trails appeared under his feet, which increased his speed by more than a little.

In just a few minutes, he led these people to a wall in the community.

A professional jumped up suddenly, climbed over the wall in a few clicks, and then gave an OK gesture to the people behind him.

But before his smile could appear, a large amount of blood began to flow out of his seven orifices.

He knelt down softly on the ground and said to Cui Rang:

"Brother Kong...I..."

Before he finished speaking, his body was like a candle under the flame, melting directly into a ball of flesh and blood.

These flesh and blood did not spread towards the surroundings, but spread towards the courtyard wall as if being attracted.

"Brother Kong, look! Is there a light curtain on this wall?"

Kong Yan looked up, and sure enough he saw a thin blood-colored light curtain appearing on the courtyard wall under the bright white moonlight.

In other words, the professional just got into the blood light himself!

Kong Yan's expression became complicated in an instant. He glanced behind him, then at the freedom just one step away, and suddenly fell silent.

No wonder Cui Rang and the others had no intention of pursuing him. It turned out that they had already made preparations to prevent anyone from escaping.

After a few seconds, he looked at the remaining people and warned:

"You guys just stay here and don't move. There are no bloody lights here yet. Wait until I get back and think of a solution."

"Okay, Brother Kong, please be safe."

Kong Yan nodded and immediately rushed back in the direction he came from.

However, after he left, these people suddenly looked at each other.

The slovenly man among them glanced at the gradually noisy community and said to the people next to him:

"Do you think we can still escape?"

"It's hard."

"It's bad luck, although I think so too, hahaha."

There was no fear in their expressions, just a hint of regret.

"This prop will fail at a critical moment, and mobile phones and computers are useless now."

"Well, I also think that at critical times, we still have to rely on humans to survive."

"Have you thought of it too?"

"Nonsense, do you think I'm a new recruit like Kong Yan?

This kid is just lucky, otherwise he would still have to call me brother now! "

Several professionals were talking to each other, as if they were hiding something from Kong Yan.

A few seconds later, one of the professionals pointed at the bloody light curtain and said:

"Lao Xing seemed to have lasted less than three seconds when he went out just now. There are only five of us now, so it's a bit urgent."

"Yeah, but it should be fine. When the last person goes out to vomit blood, the next person will catch up."

"Okay, I'll be the first one, and you guys can sort it out."

"My second..."

"I'll be third."

The leading man took out the previous scroll again, weighed it in his hand and said:

"We have never tried this before. If we guess wrong, our death will be in vain."

"That's better than dying in agony. I don't want to be run around like a rat."

Several people nodded, then stood in line, and first used their skills to blast a big hole in the wall.

When the hole was big enough, the first person grabbed the scroll and rushed outside.

The moment he ran out, he immediately chose to use the scroll.

This time, a faint white light instantly emitted from the scroll.

This light is brighter than the moonlight.

But within just two seconds, blood began to flow from the man's mouth and nose.

He waved quickly to the people inside, and another professional ran out.

The professional took the scroll from his hand. As the magic value passed, his eyes also lit up:

"It's useful...cough..."

There seemed to be something surging in his throat, and after more than a second, he spit out a large mouthful of blood.

At this time, the first person who came out had begun to melt, but he still looked at this scene with a grin.

He heard it, and it worked.

"Kong Yan... this... boy... is still... too... young..."

He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh at all. He just made some vague syllables.

The third professional had already rushed out at this time. Under his feet was the flesh and blood of his companions, and in his eyes were tears.

But he only held on for less than a second before his whole body became a little unsteady.

The fourth and fifth people rushed out one after another, providing the required magic value to the scroll.

The scroll was passed from person to person and became stained with blood.

It's just that the silver-white light on it looks even more brilliant when reflected by the blood.

Less than a second after the fifth person got the scroll, a silver-white magic circle immediately appeared next to them.

The magic circle seems to be still being drawn, but there are extremely mysterious fluctuations emanating from it.

However, the five fallen people did not notice that there was a dark crow in the night sky near them.