Weird deep sea game, I can fish unlimitedly

Chapter 247 The end of the eleventh cycle, the wasteland world

On the night of September 30th, in the basement of Fengbao, a place where moonlight cannot enter.

Scattered flames burned, feebly illuminating and piercing the flames and gravel.

"Boom."

With a loud noise, the last stone pillar collapsed in the huge basement.

The stone pillar hit the ground, breaking out countless bricks and stones, but in the thick dust raised, those bricks and stones did not fall to the ground.

Under the weak orange-red firelight, they flew out of the dust that obscured their sight. They floated in the air and gathered in one place.

As if being squeezed by huge pressure, the irregularly shaped gravel blocks were squeezed together tightly like sponges.

There are no gaps between them, and even the gaps in the masonry itself that are not tight are constantly compacted under tremendous pressure.

As density increases infinitely, the properties of masonry also change.

At this moment, the stone pillar, which was originally as thick as a century-old tree, has been squeezed into a sharp arrow only as thick as a thigh.

As soon as the sharp arrow took shape, it stabbed towards the black shadow ahead at an invisible speed.

"boom--"

There was another crackling sound, and the sharp arrow pierced the ground and set off explosive rocks.

Li Feng, who had just dodged the sharp arrow, turned around and let a sharp stone stabbed at his back scratch his chest.

"Stab it!"

The sound of tearing clothes and flesh could be heard in his ears, and the smell of blood that could be smelled in his nose suddenly became stronger.

But even so, Li Feng didn't have time to look down at the injury.

At this time, the whistle-like whistle of the wind came again, and another extremely sharp arrow of masonry that was pressed to an extremely high density was in front of him.

And behind this sharp arrow, in the dark ruins, there are more than a dozen such sharp arrows.

They are all the same as the two sharp arrows just now. Although they are made of bricks and stones, their properties have been changed by people through the power of the godhead.

"You only have one ending, so why bother resisting?"

There was a contemptuous laugh from a little distance away, it was Penros Fair.

Although it only took a day to obtain half of the godhead, he had already mastered the power of the godhead to use local materials in battle.

Then through the power of changing the laws, these materials become your best weapons.

And he himself just stood there, like a real god. He didn't even have to move his fingers, but just used his thoughts to send down divine punishment, create horrific scenes, and punish mortals.

"cough."

On the other side, Shia, who was in the baby dragon state, was forced into a corner. She couldn't help but cough when she was injured, and a stream of blood overflowed from her mouth.

A fourth-level seventh-level Spellweaver, and an ancient and powerful extraordinary race. Even one-on-one, she would never be weaker than the fifth-level Penros Fair.

It's a pity that Penlos Fell got half of his godhead and gained the power of a god.

As far as the current situation is concerned, the strength between them is indeed similar to that of Yunni.

Enduring the severe pain all over her body, Xia narrowed her golden vertical pupils. She knew that let alone revenge, she was lucky to be able to leave alive today.

However, how could she and Li Feng leave when they were absolutely suppressed and could only barely save their lives.

As she was thinking about it, Sia discovered that at this moment, in the dark basement that was completely filled with ruins, the sharp arrows made of bricks and stones actually stopped slightly, and the howling wind also stopped.

Not knowing Li Feng's condition, Xia immediately took advantage of the opportunity to breathe and looked towards the other side of the basement.

In the battle just now, they were exhausted to save their lives and had been separated to both sides of the basement by those masonry and sharp arrows.

At the same time, she realized that Penros Fair seemed to be asking something, so she stopped attacking.

On the broken bricks and stones on the ground, Penlos Fair's figure flashed a few times, and in the blink of an eye he passed through the broken walls. His figure disappeared on the other side of the basement, in the direction of Li Feng.

On the other side, Li Feng held on to the stone wall beside him, which was the four outermost walls of the basement. Now, only these four walls were still standing.

Wiping away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, Li Feng was somewhat satisfied, because now he finally saw another ability that half a godhead can bring.

Before, Mathas demonstrated to him that half of the godhead could heal the body by itself. Even if he was hit by a fifth-level transcendent's bullet, the wound would heal instantly.

And now, Penros Fair demonstrated to him how half a godhead could tamper with the laws of things around him and change their characteristics.

Even rough masonry can be transformed into sharp arrows as tight as fine steel.

People with half a godhead only need to control it with their thoughts, and there is no need to prepare and hold rituals of one kind or another like ordinary extraordinary people.

Regardless of the severe pain all over his body, Li Feng was satisfied that the simplest use of half of the godhead could achieve this, which was indeed in line with his understanding of the godhead.

If there is not much difference between a person with divine status and a high-level transcendent, or if they cannot completely crush them, Li Feng feels that he will be disappointed with the system.

After all, in the exchange shop for second-level players, a godhead requires 200 contribution points.

Without the difference between cloud and mud, wouldn't these 200 points be a loss?

But having said that, Li Feng also knew that for him, 200 contribution points were not required to obtain the godhead.

As for now...

Looking at the cycle countdown interface of the system in front of me, there are less than two minutes left before the end of the eleventh cycle.

"Tell me, where is the other half of the godhead?"

But suddenly, Penlos Fair appeared five steps in front of Li Feng, and his rich voice came with pressure.

"The other half of the godhead...what's the use of getting the godhead?"

Facing Penlos Fair, Li Feng easily supported the wall with one hand and asked with a smile.

When he first saw Li Feng's attitude and his rhetorical question, Penros Fair frowned and felt angry in his heart.

But his anger only lasted for a moment, and then he sneered with the overall situation in mind:

"I admit that you are very strong. You actually lied to me for so long in Wind's Breath City, right under my nose."

Penros Fair said without paying much attention:

"But that was before. Now I know your origin, and have the same identity and the same purpose as you. Moreover, I have a godhead that you don't have.

But now that we have reached this point, you still ask me what is the use of obtaining the godhead? Don’t you think it’s too hypocritical? "

"Oh yes, you're right."

Enduring the pain, Li Feng smiled and nodded:

"Then what are your plans? The king already knows. You will soon be the public enemy of the entire Endless Sea. Do you plan to use your godhead to fight against the entire Endless Sea?"

In order to delay time, Li Feng certainly would not speak clearly at once.

Penros Fair, who thought the outcome was decided, didn't care about the time issue at all, and when he heard Li Feng mention the king, he admitted that he was interested.

"King? What does the old man know?"

Seeing that he hit what Penlos Fair cared about, and successfully guided the topic and delayed the time, Li Feng was thankful and laughed at himself:

"Lannis is the king's man, and he is in your office now, looking for the list you have placed in the royal city.

I think it won't be long before the king takes advantage of this. "

"Lannis? Ha!"

He was indeed a little surprised, but Penros Fair still shook his head and smiled:

"Sure enough, he does have a problem, but so what?

You have also seen that even if I only have half a godhead, and in such a claustrophobic basement, I can still force you and the dragon, two high-level extraordinary beings, to be unable to fight back.

Now that everything has happened, do you think I'm still afraid of that old thing? Are you still afraid of those big forces? "

Penlos Fell took a step forward as he spoke. Although he was smiling, there was cruelty in his heart, but he was also puzzled.

He didn't think Li Feng was someone who couldn't understand this level.

‘This kid has always been very smart, but why is he bringing up these nonsense things now? ’

The gravel crunched under his feet. Suddenly, Penros Fair understood. He widened his eyes and said angrily:

"You're stalling for time!"

Penlos Fell suddenly realized that from the beginning, Li Feng told him about Jory, and now, he told him about Lannis.

Penlos Fell does care about these things, but for him now, these things are far less important than his godhead and mission.

But Li Feng, who is also a player and also understands what is important, brings them up one by one, not to distract him, but to delay his time.

Suddenly realizing this, Penros Fair was filled with anger.

His emotions at this time were far greater than when he learned that Jory was actually his son, and that the king had already installed Lannis by his side.

Although he still didn't know why Li Feng was delaying time and lingering for a while, Penlos Fell knew that he had to teach this kid a lesson now.

In Shaoguang's basement, as soon as Panglos Feier had his thoughts and started speaking, a sharp masonry arrow that had been hiding behind Li Feng suddenly shot up.

Just now, Penlos Fair stopped to ask about the whereabouts of Li Feng's godhead, but with his character, how could he really stop?

That was just planning for the next more powerful attack.

Moreover, the difference in strength caused by having a godhead or not made it impossible for Li Feng to discover the methods lurking behind him.

The speed seemed to be faster than the speed of sound. Before the sound of the masonry arrow piercing the air reached his ears, Li Feng felt a pain in his lower back.

The next moment, he felt as if a thousand kilograms of weight were falling on his abdomen. He looked down, and sure enough, the extremely dense masonry arrow had penetrated his body.

"You're stalling for time, but do you think I'll care?"

The blow hit, but it was not fatal. Penros Fair's contemptuous and condescending voice sounded.

Li Feng just looked down at the sharp arrow that pierced his abdomen, then raised his eyes to look at Penros Fair, smiling faintly, referring to the wound and the sharp arrow:

"Then you think I'll care?"

Li Feng really didn't care, because the countdown on his system interface had ended at this time.

Then the system prompt appears:

[The eleventh cycle ends, all players return to the player world, and the twelfth cycle begins. 】

…

Late at night, under the dim moonlight, the yellow sand that was scorching during the day was only pitch black.

A place near the wasteland camp, X suddenly appeared out of thin air, and he smuggled back to his own game world from the endless sea.

Suddenly appearing on the sand, there were two more footprints in the yellow sand under X's feet.

But the footprints are not deep, because the yellow sand is very shallow, only a few centimeters thick, and under the yellow sand is endless rusty soil.

The rusty soil is orange-red and cannot grow anything except the unfortunate thorn grass.

This is the game world that Stowaway X travels into, a real post-war and post-disaster wasteland world.

I looked up at the dark sky, it was almost midnight.

In the night sky, the big and broken moon still hangs high. As a satellite, the broken moon has long since deviated from its orbit. Now people call it a falling moon.

Some people say that the falling moon will really fall sooner or later, ending the rust and the entire world.

After looking at the time,

It is difficult to survive in the wasteland world. If you want to survive, you can only enter a few cities.

Joining a gang, plundering and searching for resources are even more essential.

Under these conditions, year after year, there were players one after another, and there were countless battles and mergers.

Players finally formed a player organization to survive in this world as an organization of "one of their own".

But like gaming advice, all gifts come with a price.

Players organizing their own people on a large scale is indeed conducive to their survival in the wasteland world.

And the fact is that the player organization has taken control of the world, but the price also comes with it.

Just like the increasingly harsh natural climate, or the falling moon pressing above our heads.

If this situation continues, no one knows when, not to mention the cities, bases, supplies controlled by player organizations, and even the entire world will be destroyed in an instant.

After walking a few more steps, a faint light came from ahead, illuminating the cold yellow sand under his feet, and X approached the camp.

Because of what he experienced in the Endless Sea, he felt irritable and heavy.

What made him even more irritated was that as he got closer and closer to the camp, the annoying crying sounded again in his ears.

These cries came from the indigenous people locked in cages in the camp.

When I was cursing my mother in my heart, in the dark night, suddenly, a bright flashlight shined on X's face, it was the camp guard.

Stopping, X and the two guards verified their identities.

Seeing that it was really

As soon as I walked into the dimly lit camp and saw that it was X, the cries of the natives in the cage suddenly stopped.

The weak light illuminated their faces. At this moment, the natives covered their mouths in fear, trembling and not daring to make any sound.

Rusty soil cannot grow crops, has no food, and cannot raise livestock. Therefore, if players in this world want to survive, the easiest way is to eat their own kind.

For players, the indigenous people of this world are a free and cheap lunch.

They believe that in a world like this, the indigenous people will die sooner or later. Instead of exposing their corpses to the wilderness to wither and rot, it is better to recycle the waste so that their own people can survive.

Anxious looked at the natives who were afraid of him, and X felt an unknown fire in his heart.

As a player who leads a team to collect "rations" outside the city, X has an extremely terrifying reputation among the indigenous people.

For the surviving indigenous people, although they do not understand X's identity, they do not understand why X has those abilities.

However, X's cruel deeds with various methods have long been spread widely in this vast rusty land.

The natives are afraid of him, and besides the natives, players from the same world are also afraid of X.

But unlike the natives, the players' fear is also full of reverence, just like the two camp guards.

Here, X is a second-level player, powerful in his own right.

And his S-level signing talent is an extremely advantageous talent, which makes him even more powerful in terms of strength.

Players are originally respected for their strength, but for them, in the game world, there is a falling moon in the sky, rusty soil underground, and the world may perish at any time.

What's even more ironic is that not only the game world, but also the player world where they were born and raised on the other side has long been destroyed into a wasteland.

The two worlds that players have traveled to and returned to can no longer be saved by conventional means.

Complete destruction may be tomorrow.

Therefore, for players who travel through these two worlds, the most realistic expectation is that someone will upgrade to a third-level player.

Only by becoming a third-level player, possessing the power of the godhead, manipulating nature, and changing the laws can we fundamentally save these two wasteland worlds and gain the vitality of all players.

As for the falling moon in the sky of the game world, it is said that after obtaining the godhead and becoming a level three player, one can exchange contribution points for the godhead fusion degree.

Then as long as the godhead fusion degree is raised to above 800 points, the falling moon can be prevented from destroying the world.

But only second-level players can upgrade to third-level players, so players who have traveled through these two lives place all their hopes on the current second-level players.

As a powerful second-level player X, he has become one of the characters who give hope to other players.

Those first-level players fear him, revere him, and obey his orders.

Among the second-level players at the same level, because of his strong talent and strength, all resources will give priority to him.

But.

The biting night wind howled by, blowing up waves of yellow sand, revealing endless rusty soil under the yellow sand.

X did not enter his one-man tent, nor did he pay attention to the first-level players who both pleased and feared him.

He just looked into the distance and thought to himself.

If these people knew that he had lost the core of the earth, which is the foundation of a second-level player, it would be difficult to become a third-level player.

And not only that, he was also controlled by an organization from a lower world.

If this matter really gets spread, what will happen when the time comes?

Secretly gritting his back teeth and combing it, he made up his mind after encountering the lava lord's cocoon in the basement of the castle in the Endless Sea.

He was going to go to the Harvest Alliance and Greedy Wolf again to make an additional deal.