Horror Nightmare Game: Peak Slayer

When the distance between the two narrowed to a certain extent, the paladin pulled out a heavy giant sword from behind.

"My name is Lake. What's your name?"

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, he immediately regretted them.

Damn it.

He almost regarded this place as a training ground for the Holy See, and thought that the guy opposite him was a comrade practicing with him. Due to the inertia of his thinking, he made such an opening statement in a ceremonial manner.

But the thing opposite is clearly a vampire!

Aliens and demons do not deserve respect!

At this moment, what made the Paladin even more angry was that the vampire opposite him had never looked at him from the beginning. Following the vampire's gaze, the Paladin caught a glimpse of the same transparent dueling fields. But

The difference from here is that there are not just two people inside those dueling arenas, but a large group of duelists with different looks.

But that doesn't mean it can be observed for so long.

The paladin's breathing became heavy.

This damn creature in front of him didn't take him seriously at all!

Whoosh!

The giant sword set off a gust of wind, and the knight's muscular arms bulged, and the powerful and heavy slashes were filled with rage, from top to bottom, as if they were going to split Armand in half.

bass!

In the frantic airflow, another extremely subtle sound was perfectly covered up. The rapier accompanying Armand in the slums was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter. In the blink of an eye, the deadly blade accurately penetrated the gap in the neck armor, and a stream of blood

The flower bloomed.

"Oh, I found it."

Yunfan shook away the blood spots on the tip of the sword. At this moment, with the powerful visual talent of the vampire, he finally found his target. The little guard Tik was in an execution arena, slashing left and right, harvesting

, it seems that no one over there can hurt it, Armand put his heart into his stomach.

The last opponent fell, and the young attendant looked left and right. His eyes lit up, and he also saw His Excellency the Prince, who was turning his head.

With a twist of his wrist, Yun Fan held the sword in his backhand and thrust it forward. The tail of the sword pushed away the human corpse that had fallen to his knees and was about to hit him with his upper body.

All of this is like flowing water. In this kind of fighting situation, the muscle memory from Armand and the twisted soul of the stranger jointly control the body of the mad swordsman, showing an unusually harmonious madness and elegance.

"Such a swift sword!"

Suddenly, the voice of the divine messenger lingered in Yunfan's ears, and the stranger could hear his exclamation.

"Your Excellency Crazy Swordsman, you are indeed one of my most promising candidates."

The angel laughed again, and Yun Fan narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Is this a duel or imprisonment?"

Yunfan's tone was cold, not as polite as before.

"Duel? Imprisonment? No, no, no! None! Mr. Crazy Swordsman, I just said that our main purpose this time is selection. We need to select enough outstanding creatures to include them and become a member of our camp.

"

"Have you seen those dueling fields over there? Maybe you have wondered why so many duelists were assigned to those places at one time. Hum, mad swordsman, I might as well tell you the truth, most of the duelists in this group of people are

Some of them can only face death in confusion, and then their souls become sacrifices for our sins. Only a handful of them can stand out and have a slim hope of gaining my recognition."

"Hahahahahaha! Rather than being polluted by the 'World-Eating Fog', these humble souls might as well become our fertilizer!"

"But you are different. You are the seed player I selected. You are unique." Yunfan heard a bit of morbid madness in the voice of the divine messenger, "You don't need to fight with those bastards, I will

You have received the treatment a duelist deserves. Of course, what you will face next is far more dangerous than most people."

Yun Fan didn't have too many expectations for the apostles of sin from the beginning, and as expected, the result was that they were really not good people.

but,

As characters from the escapees camp, are they too cruel and vicious?

Yun Fan will never forget that the Bishop of Sin Mountain is a fugitive. Every time he thinks of this name, he will think of Brother Boo Boo's Chinese character face, and he will almost have a stress reaction.

It's really eye-catching.

Moreover, the god they believe in, that sin, actually needs to devour human souls.

This greedy desire and behavior...

"Is he the executioner..."

The stranger's mouth murmured.

When he raised his head, the body of the previous paladin had disappeared. Instead, where he originally appeared, another body with a frightened face and a miserable death state lay there.

"This is the second round. I sincerely hope and wish you not to die prematurely. Good luck to you, Crazy Swordsman."

The messenger cut off the call.

The next moment, the corpse's chest began to rise and fall strangely and violently.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

It became more violent each time, and the intensity became stronger and stronger. Gradually, Yun Fan could even hear vague shouts and scratching sounds coming from under the flesh and blood of his chest, and something weird seemed to be gestating inside.

The next moment, a big hole was opened in the chest of the corpse, and the first thing that popped out were several rows of insect legs covered with hard hair. Then, a head that was slightly mismatched compared to the body shook and awkwardly left the body.

Inside. At the last moment when it was about to pull away, the monster did not forget to use its hands and feet to tear off strips of meat and devour them.

"Ma...Ma...Ma...MaMa...MaMa!"

With its huge compound eyes, the little monster was not very good at talking at first. But after a few times, its screams became clearer and smoother, and of course, more harsh.

The limbs are deformed. It grows rapidly in a way that violates the normal rules. The gleaming sickle blade extends from the end of the limbs. The mouthparts become larger and more complex. A layer of shiny black exoskeleton covers its back.

Obviously, this is a spider. Although it looks weird and ugly, it still looks like a spider.

"MaMa! MaMa!"

It raised its head and called with trembling and disbelief, like an abandoned child.

It maintained that attitude, but never received a response.

For a long time, it lowered its head silently, and its red and green compound eyes looked at the only living thing in the field except it.

Yun Fan clenched the sword in his hand. He could sense that this guy with low IQ was about to show his tyranny.

"I am, mother's... best... boy... I am Brian... series... number 403321... mother... mother... respond to me...

"

Moreover, what is even worse is that the instincts from the vampire clan have been suppressed.

This feeling is not unfamiliar to strangers. It comes from the restraint of higher-level executioners on lower-level executioners. He has experienced it several times.

And the origin of this spider is not difficult to guess.

The blood of vampires is really too weak compared to "her" blood.

...

"An ancient legend once mentioned that vampires were a race created by the Supreme God."

On the high platform, the divine envoy looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly spoke.

"But later, they provoked a more terrifying demon..."