Thriller Paradise

Although the announcement of Dream Company caused an uproar, as a game development and operation company, they do have the right to do so.

No matter how many people outside are dissatisfied with the failure to see the finals, they cannot change the established results.

Two and a half days of time rushed past, it seems that only in a blink of an eye... the final day is coming.

November 18, late, 11:40.

With the approach of midnight, the number of online players in the thriller park has broken the record, reaching the highest peak since the game opened.

Basically, everyone who created a game account in the thriller park plunged into the game cabin early tonight and set the login time for sleep mode. There are even a lot of people working in night shifts who are willing to take time off to log in to the game tonight, just because the final of s2 is a game without replay...

............

At the same time, Dream Company Headquarters, Chairman's Office.

Three men in black suits are standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, each holding a goblet, looking at the night scene of the city.

In the glass of their hands, there is a red, sweet and somewhat viscous liquid.

No matter what it is... definitely not red wine.

"Oh... this is about to start..." Woody smirked and read.

Standing on his left hand, Vincent faintly said: "The council's work... is of no high precision, but it is unscrupulous..."

"Teacher." Sid, on the other side, followed Vincent's words. "How do I feel that... they just can't do it, so they can only do this big move..."

"Oh... don't say so straightforward." Vincent smiled.

"Oh..." Woody also said in a malicious tone. "Maybe the Scorched Parliament is not very good in some respects, but their authority and position are reliable."

Vincent shrugged and turned to look at Woody: "The premise of reliability is absolute power in power."

"Oh... talking about power..." At this time, Woody seemed to think of something. "Doma guy...has been resurrected in the main universe not long ago?"

"Oh... the **** of eternal life." Sid answered. "I have already observed it, and frankly... it's now. Weak and poor." He shook his head, "and more than half a century ago Compared to our universe, today's Doma...the strength is at least half-degraded. Even in the massive space of the main universe, he can't recover to the peak strength."

"Oh... unexpected." Vincent laughed. "Dorma's **** was destroyed by the original Shui Shenjian to the point where it disappeared. It is not easy to leave a glimpse of the gods into other planes. Over the years, it has neither the support of the true gods nor the Passing any power of faith, but also sealed in the low magic zone of the rabbit star... If he can really restore the original strength, then it is not normal."

"Oh..." Woody heard the words and laughed again. "But, in terms of the power of the various forces in the dusk of the gods, if Doma is involved, it will surely become a competent Crowbar..."

Just as his voice was not falling, there was another person in the office.

Vincent Woodyside also turned around in the blink of an eye and looked at the figure.

"Why every time I move around to you, as long as you are talking. The first sentence in my ear, eight achievements is some kind of rough language?" Simon looked at his three old friends and spoke to them with a spit. Say hello.

"Oh..." Woody didn't answer this question, because it wasn't a problem. He smiled and said, "The referee, you should be very busy tonight, how come you come over here?"

"I am here to inform you of one thing." Simon replied.

"Oh?" Vincent was so keen, he immediately called, "Is there anything wrong with the parliament?"

"I don't want to comment, but it's good news for you." Simon said. "The parliament said that tonight, the punter can enter the main universe to watch the game." He stunned for half a second. The voice turned and said, "But... absolutely no interference."

“Hey?” said Sid, “Mr. Simon, such an important thing...Is it notified now?”

"It is to be notified shortly before the game, lest some guys..." Simon said, coldly glaring at Vincent and Woody. "...do some bad calculations in advance."

"cut……"

"Hey..."

The two men turned their faces separately, revealing three reactions that disdain the guilty conscience.

"I know, anyway... When you heard the words I had just said, it was already calculated." Simon said, "so I will wake up again..." His proud expression became awesome. "Considering that the referee will have a lot of work tonight, the parliament has sent me some helpers."

"Some?" Vincent's first reaction was to test the number.

"Helper?" Woody wants to ask the other person what is coming.

"It’s all Titans, I can’t disclose the number.” Simon naturally understood what they meant. He calmly replied, “At this moment, they are like me... they are communicating the message to the punters.”

"I actually sent a group of Titans..." Vincent said thoughtfully, "...this is interesting."

"Oh... so to speak..." Woody smirked. "Is it really no one can mess up..."

"Just take the attitude of the two of you with garlic. I will personally take care of you in a moment." Simon answered.

"Ah~ everyone doesn't have to be so arrogant." Sid looked at the three predecessors and said, "It's just a matter of a minute."

............

November 19, zero, the game world.

Four teams that successfully reached the finals: Hell Frontline Wastewood Alliance Order and Warring States, all of them are in full, ready to go.

Due to the limitations of the dream company, in the process of the peak s2 finals, except for the game mode, the other script modes of the server will be closed, so... at this time, except for the 20 players of the four teams, no one Can be arranged.

That is to say... all the other players, all at this time are concentrated in the landing space conference room or the mall. Waiting to watch the live stream.

At the moment when the midnight bell struck, the players of the four teams simultaneously turned into white light and entered the final queue.

I don't know if it is because the whole service only has this set of queues loaded, this time loading is very fast. Almost just a moment, the load instructions have all been swiped out.

Then... the title cg of the script appeared in front of the contestants and on the live screens in the game space.

Lingyun 霭霭九魁临

Bloody rain

Timing causal

Who is good and evil in all circles?

In the dark picture, the first four words are fixed.

Some players with good memory still remember that in the final of the peak s1. The same is the beginning of these four sentences.

However, next...

The spirit of the soul is changing

By the way, the picture flickers.

The black and white lens keeps switching, and it is fixed on a body.

It is not a normal corpse, but the body of the dead spirit Jiukui...

The nine npcs that have appeared in s1 are now more than half dead and injured, and several others are missing.

And next to those corpses, stood a figure...

At first glance, it seems to be a human female. She was dressed in a white dress with a slim figure and long hair at the waist. But if you look carefully... you can find an anomaly in her. That is... the part of the nose and the cheeks on both sides have no flesh, as if the middle section of the face was cross-sectioned, and the nose and face bones were exposed.

Fighting the devil

After a few seconds, the narration read the second sentence.

This time, there was a scorched earth in the picture; under the dark sky, it was the sulfur river, which was the sea of ​​the corpse.

And in the hellish landscape, a shadow that is entangled in black air... is walking towards the camera.

The four boundaries are broken

The third sentence is followed by the picture, and the picture is switched again.

This time, the shot was fixed on a rundown court.

There is no one in this courtroom. And it seems that I have just experienced an earthquake of magnitude seven or above... The ground is full of gravel and rubble.

On the wall on the side of the court, there is still a huge clock that is very eye-catching... At this moment, the clock face has been broken; the hour and minute hands... are all in the direction of twelve o'clock.

The gods see the dusk

After a while. The last sentence came from the poem.

Then, the picture was once again in the dark...

"what happened?"

"Hey... then?"

"What about the game screen?"

People think that after the cg is finished playing, then you can start watching the game.

But... After a full minute, whether it is the touch screen of the big screen landing space of the mall or the screen of the conference room... still black screen, and the voice of the game commentator has not sounded.

Nourish

After a minute. With a burst of noise that seems to be radio interference, a face appears in the live video.

"Human, hello." The owner of the face, looking for forty years old, is a Caucasian male. He has neat horns and white cheeks, and he wears a top hat and a bow tie. "First time." Meet, swearing... Link Link is a derivative."

Linke politely finished his introduction, and then continued to use this gentle tone to say a terrible line: "Maybe you will feel that my next request is a bit abrupt, but I still have to say..." After a half second, he answered, "Please, you are here... dead here."

The voice is degraded and the difference is steep.

Just when the players haven't figured out what the situation is, the game exchange is on the top of the mall space... there has been a crack.

This is not an individual phenomenon that occurs in a "one" mirror space, but occurs simultaneously in all regions of all phase layers.

The audience gathered in front of the big screen of each mall space to watch the game... all found this mutation in the first time.

Originally... I didn’t see the live broadcast of the game and they were very surprised, but what was happening here... it’s completely beyond their understanding and imagination...

"how is this possible?"

"I didn't read it wrong... The game space actually collapsed?"

"Hey what is that?"

"There... there is something coming down the crack."

Some players with better eyesight have already seen... In the jagged data crack on the torn top of the dome, there are a bunch of strange shadows... are rushing out...

It is a group of tall, anthropomorphic creatures, whose bodies are covered in a purple-black leather shell, whose heads are shaped...there are arcs and the neck is long; their torso is strong and the forearms are narrow and the hind legs are curved like the beasts. Foot, in addition... their backs have long wings that are huge and thin like flaps.

Alerts, the game space was invaded by derivative data.

The offline disconnection protection mechanism does not work properly.

The emergency plan is activated and all player system limits are adjusted to 30

Please stay away from threats under the protection of guard robots and take action with your own safety as your top priority. To be continued.

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