Half Immortal

The moment Yan Wei and Lin Zhen appeared here, these ghost hands began to dance wildly and grab them.

All are left handed.

Ghost hands surrounded them in all directions, most of them came towards their upper body, and occasionally there would appear on the ground.

At this moment, they can see the whole picture of the ghost hands - these are ghost hands with clothes wrapped around their arms. Some of the sleeves are still intact, and some may be because the corpse from which the ghost hands came from is in a tragic state of death. tattered.

From the style of these sleeves, it can be seen that they are the sleeves of the Dawn High School uniform.

This is a space filled with the hands of the dead students.

The sound of the building sounded at this moment.

[You have started the extra branch of the Death School dungeon - Ghost Hand Space. Due to the imbalance of the current difficulty, which has exceeded the difficulty that the current dungeon can have, it is hereby prompted to intervene. ]

[Space Type: Split Space, Space Source: Unknown. ]

[Hint: Satisfaction. ]

[Please follow the prompts to find out how to leave, work hard to survive, and get rewards. ]

Lin Zhen took out a spherical prop and threw it into the air, a large transparent ball instantly enveloped Yan Wei and Lin Zhen, temporarily blocking these ghost hands.

"What is this prompt? Who is satisfied, am I satisfied or you are satisfied or these ghosts are satisfied? Small pet, since you came in, I am too lazy to use my brain, you can think of a way. I am this The props are very ordinary and can only last for one minute." Lin Zhen looked around and whistled, "Yo, it turns out that this space is so long, it's quite interesting. Hey, hands, look at me, come, hold Clap your hands."

He said, raised his hand to stick to the surface of the transparent ball, found an angle and a ghost hand stretched out across the protection to really "five".

Yan Wei ignored this neuropathy, and immediately spread his senses to the maximum.

Suddenly—

Yan Wei shouted in surprise: "Yan Mingguang!"

He even forgot that he and Yan Mingguang were connected by perception, and blurted out subconsciously, only to realize that the other party could not hear.

He immediately turned to his heart and said: [Yan Mingguang? 】

[Hmm. 】

【Are you with Yu Feizhou? 】

[No injuries. 】Yan Mingguang's tone was sullen, not as cold as before, as if moistening a little depth that Yan Wei couldn't understand.

[You can't locate us, don't move, I came in with Lin Zhen. I am now using my perceptual contact to feel the distance, and I am approaching you with Lin Zhen. 】

The other party stopped talking.

Yan Wei did not ask Yan Mingguang to say anything in response. Although they didn't say anything, the first thought that popped into his heart was—Yan Mingguang knew that he would have to rely on the skills of bursting perception to find someone next, because he was afraid that saying one more word would consume more of his physical strength.

"Lin Zhen, they are within 300 meters of us. I rely on my skills to test the distance. We are now starting to walk blindly. As long as we feel that they are getting closer and closer to us, we are going in the right direction. We change direction the farther we go. We want to be as fast as possible, it will be dark outside soon, we have to break the game and get back to the dormitory before dark.”

Yan Wei looked around.

There are only ghosts around and nothing. For a short time, he couldn't see any clues, and he couldn't feel where the familiar sense of familiarity came from. This kind of feeling is not even pleasant, as if there is something heavy pressing on his heart, but he can't even notice what is pressing, and naturally he can't get rid of it.

This inexplicable mood swing is not right.

Only reason, only calmness, is his style.

He took a deep breath, suppressed everything was wrong, pulled up Lin Zhen and started to approach Yan Mingguang and Yu Feizhou.

Lin Zhen held a bow and arrow, and when he raised his hand and closed his posture, a dozen arrow feathers opened the way. Yan Wei exudes perception to test the distance between them and Yan Mingguang.

They have no brains and no pain. Even if Lin Zhen hits, it will just leave a penetrating hole in the ghost's hand. Only by breaking it completely can a ghost hand be completely destroyed.

After a while, Lin Zhen's protective props disappeared.

There are already many ghost hands, Lin Zhen can't guarantee that every arrow will be stopped even if the arrows are not empty, Yan Wei endures the habit of cleanliness, while using skills, he still needs to hold the dagger tightly to block Lin Zhen. The few ghost hands that stopped him were out of breath after walking more than 100 meters, and a cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

Lin Zhen had to carry Yan Wei on his back.

Yan Wei suddenly interrupted him and shouted with all his strength: "Yan Mingguang!! Yu Feizhou!"

The man looked back at him.

The place where Yan Mingguang and Yu Feizhou stood was actually quite empty. Several places on Yu Feizhou's body were painted, and the blue beads in his hands shone slightly, but Yan Mingguang's body was still neat and clean.

The man stepped on the broken corpse under his feet, and the short knife in his hand was wrapped in a layer of thick blood. He turned his face to look at Yan Wei, the movements in his hands were neat and unambiguous, the short blade instantly pierced a ghost hand, and the tip of the blade rotated, directly smashing the ghost hand in front of him!

Broken corpses were scattered all over the place.

Lin Zhen carried Yan Wei on his back, stepped over the corpse, and ran quickly to the side of Yan Mingguang and Yu Feizhou.

As soon as he stood firm, Yan Mingguang's indifferent face moved slightly, and the short blade in his hand was thrown to the ground as if it was worthless. He raised his hand and picked up Yan Wei from Lin Zhen's back. Bring people to your side.

Well-developed limbs."

Yu Feizhou frowned: "Why did you come in? Are you injured?"

"Help you."

"You... the crowd here is useless, Yan Mingguang and I have seen it, there is nothing but the ghost hand, the ghost hand will gradually become more and more aggressive, and there is no Any sense of space separation. You should have heard the prompt when you came in? 'Satisfaction', I can't think of any way to break the game, if it is to let us satisfy these ghost hands..." Yu Feizhou sighed Tone, "These ghost hands want to kill us, they won't cost us our lives, right? What's the point of breaking the game?"

—This means no solution.

Yan Wei leaned against Yan Mingguang's side. The man's strong arms wrapped around him slightly, providing him with support, allowing him to recover a little from exhaustion. He took a few deep breaths, and the cleanliness episode that he had endured all the way over actually dissipated at this moment - Yan Mingguang, who had been fighting with ghost hands for a long time, did not have the unpleasant smell of blood on his body, it was still the kind of breath that faded into green pine, and As before, this man always seemed to be alone and neat at all times.

Yan Mingguang did not speak.

He seemed more silent than ever.

"It is impossible to have no solution." Yan Wei said, "Lou's principle is that no matter how bad it is, there will be a chance of life. This is not the kindness of Lou, but it ensures that players are willing to actively break through the level. The default bottom line. It's like the dungeon of Ankang Town. We went in and caused an imbalance. Lou even adjusted the rules by himself to give players a chance to live. So this fragmented space that I don't know why appears, and these are not very aggressive but too many There must be a solution to the difficult ghost hand."

Yan Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly met Yan Mingguang's gaze.

The man was looking at him silently.

Yan Wei moved his eyes subconsciously, and continued: "Time is pressing, let's not talk about other things, since violence can't be cracked, that's my job. Mr. Yan, you can clear me in melee combat. With such a large range, first cooperate with Lin Zhen's long-range attack? Yu Feizhou, can you describe to me in detail the information you got inside? "

Yan Mingguang nodded slightly, making sure that Yan Wei stood firm before letting go, and together with Lin Zhen, ensured that ghost hands would not approach.

"What's the matter with this fragmented space?"

The untouchable area. The 19th floor copy will have this kind of turbulent space. I guess the reason is that it is condensed by the remaining energy after a high-level copy is cracked, so there will still be some traces of the high-level copy left, resulting in This disparate space is divided. After we came in, we tried to hit the space, at least with the combined efforts of Yan Mingguang and I, to no avail."

Yan Wei frowned—he knew that Yan Mingguang was doing his best, he and Yan Mingguang had already explained their skill cards to each other before coming in, and Yan Mingguang had the right to let go in these ghost hand attacks , can already be compared to dozens of layers of players. If it still can't be broken, it means that the four of them can't go out simply by breaking here.

"When Yan Mingguang and I came in, there was nothing here, only these broken ghost hands. But at that time, we didn't approach so densely and frantically, that's why we were dragged in. The place got here. But the ghost hands are getting crazier little by little as we move around here and the ghost hands around us are getting denser. The change is slow, we come in so It took a long time to realize it slowly, but after you came in, it was a little visible to the naked eye, and I don’t know if it has something to do with the number of people.”

"There is also a 'satisfaction' prompt, as you know. This is all the information we have come in until now, and nothing else has been found. There really is nothing here except ghost hands."

Yan Wei looked around.

The ghost hands around them were indeed swarming towards them with the naked eye, and the ghost hands were pushing each other. The dense dirt made Yan Wei, a clean freak, uncomfortable.

Nothing else.

The entire space is covered with monotonous white, hidden behind the blood color and ghost hands full of corpse spots and wrapped in school uniform sleeves.

A single ghost hand actually has very low attack power. If you are prepared, Yan Wei can solve it alone. But as Yu Feizhou said, the speed of these things will only get faster and faster, and the madness of the attack will also increase.

If you don't break the game, you will be exhausted here.

After Yu Feizhou and Yan Wei finished talking about the situation, they seemed to believe Yan Wei very much. Without any hesitation, they joined Yan Mingguang and Lin Zhen directly, and blocked an empty circle around Yan Wei.

The arrows in Lin Zhen's hand were not empty, and while the corpse was scattered, he was occasionally injured by ghost hands at close range.

But this is the case, his breathing is also slowly accelerating indiscernibly - they are slowly consuming physical strength.

Yan Wei stood in the middle of the three, his eyes moved slightly, and his eyes kept wandering around.

He doesn't believe it.

This is only the nineteenth floor, a ghost hand space that suddenly appeared, it is impossible to trap him and Yan Mingguang here.

He slowly closed his eyes and reviewed all the pictures in his mind over and over again.

The space torn apart, these ghostly hands wrapped in school uniform sleeves apparently coming from the corpses of the students, the situation where the influx accelerates as they come in...

It is impossible for them to die here lifelessly.

Why are these ghost hands coming more and more crazy? This thing isn't even a ghost, it's just an ordinary dirty thing that doesn't even have the ability to think. Then, this type of dirty things generally needs something that is naturally attractive to them, as a judgment condition, so that these ghost hands can be attracted.

But...

Yan Wei's eyes fell on the hands of a random bunch of ghosts not far away.

These left hands are not only on their way, they don't even have any thoughts to grab each other, and to a certain extent, they slow down the speed.

Yan Wei stared at it motionless, a thought slowly sprouting in his mind.

"Be careful!"

The man's cold voice suddenly sounded with a quick tone, Yan Wei was suddenly pulled to his side by Yan Mingguang, and his eyes flashed, only to realize that he was thinking too much, there is already a The ghost hand almost scratched the seat where his left shoulder was.

He smiled, grabbed Yan Mingguang's arm and said, "Yan Mingguang, take off your clothes!"

Yan Mingguang: "?"

Lin Zhen and Yu Feizhou looked back at him at the same time while they were busy.

"..." Yan Wei opened the zipper of his school uniform, "No, I mean, take off your jackets!"

Yan Mingguang didn't ask any questions, he backhanded the knife, raised his hand and took off his school uniform.

Lin Zhen and Yu Feizhou took off their school uniforms and jackets together without saying anything.

Yan Wei grabbed four school uniform jackets and stuffed them into Yan Mingguang's hands, saying, "Throw them in four directions, the farther the better." He turned to look at Lin Zhen, "You bow and arrow. Clear the way and try to clear a way that allows school uniforms to be thrown farther away."

Lin Zhen and Yan Mingguang did as they were told.

They headed in those four directions indiscriminately, ignoring Yan Wei and the others.

Everyone present felt it... The space here is starting to become unstable!

Lin Zhen raised his chin: "Yo, how did you think of it?"

Yan Wei unconsciously loosened his clenched hands, raised his hands, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his cuffs. He hooked his lips and said, "Of course I thought of it with my brain."

Lin Zhen: "…"

"Satisfaction means," Yan Wei looked at the ghost hands tearing at the school uniforms, his voice gradually became rational and calm, "Satisfaction certainly does not mean satisfying us, but satisfying them, but their The goal is us again—Yu Feizhou is right, it’s impossible to let us die without resisting, right? Then it’s meaningless to break the game. So there must be some other way to satisfy them.”

People always follow their subconscious mind.

They are all players in the world of the building, and they have experienced more than one instance. For this kind of ghost, the first subconscious impression of them is that the ghost will kill the player.

This is also the reason why Yu Feizhou and Yan Mingguang have been stuck here.

But what if it was completely abandoned?

In addition to life, they have nothing else to satisfy the ghost. What can satisfy a ghost hand? That is of course what makes them restless. Since the number of people who come in increases, the ghost hands become more and more crazy, it means that there must be something that the four of them have each other than life.

Of course, this does not exclude body parts, organs, etc. that everyone has.

But Fang Cai Yanwei saw the situation of the ghost hands coming - these brainless ghost hands are not rushing towards them, they will be caught between the ghost hands. But what if these things are not just stupid because they have no brains, but because they are literally rushing towards what appeals to them, and really grabbing what they want?

What can these ghost hands have that attract other ghost hands?

—School uniform sleeves.

The airflow fluctuations in the space began to get bigger and bigger, and the space in front of Yan Wei even began to tear visibly to the naked eye. After the ghost hand tore those school uniforms apart, they gradually stopped moving.

After he finished these speculations, he raised his eyebrows and his voice was clear and confident: "...it is the school uniform that attracts them to keep attacking us, they are actually no different from the other ghosts we have encountered since we entered the dungeon, They want to kill the students of Chenxi High School. And there is no school file system, file room, etc., only the school uniforms can be judged, so we just take off the school uniforms and throw them at them, and they will be satisfied."

"I will say why there are so many dead, but there is only one ghost at the starting point of each death scene, where did the other dead go, and where are the corpses? Here should be the residual energy of the high-level dungeon condensed into new ones At the time of the 19th floor, there was a bug that caused the left hand of the deceased's body to be sucked away by the space that was split apart, but it still maintained the basic ghost instinct - killing the students of Chenxi High School, which caused the current situation. If my guess is correct, there should be several other places like this in Dawn High School, each with different parts of the dead body. But why does this strange-"

Yan Wei's voice came to an abrupt end.

At the moment when the split space was completely split, Lou's prompt sounded in the minds of the four of them.

[Congratulations to the player for successfully cracking the ghost hand space and leaving safely, get rewards: body index 10, perception 10, points 20. ]

Lin Zhen: "Yo, there are additional rewards, this trip is worth it."

Yan Wei did not speak - the beeping in his mind has not stopped.

[Congratulations to the player for discovering the main clues of the ghost hand space, click on the basic logic, and get additional rewards. …. ]

Lou transmitted the reward information to Yan Wei.

Yan Wei's expression suddenly froze.

In front of his eyes, a piece of bright iron slowly fell, bright and abnormal in the **** dirt in front of him, like pure white snow falling in blood.

He subconsciously raised his hand, and the bright and pure white iron piece gently fell on his well-marked palm.

Lin Zhen raised his eyebrows: "What is this? White chocolate?"

“…fragments.”

"What fragments? Bone fragments? Whose bones have such a holy feeling."

Yan Wei's Adam's apple moved slightly, opened her mouth, and finally said softly, "Legendary item, fragment of the moon wheel."