Chapter 1153 Front Line

A month passed quickly.

A video appeared in the official forum of the game, attracting the attention of many players.

It was a well-known master who told the story of how he triggered a hidden mission and finally got a strange magic device from the sheriff of Louisian County.

This magic device can detect the evil power within a certain range, find the host of the evil power, and then kill it to get a lot of upgrade experience.

At the same time, you can also get a certain amount of "merit".

"In fact, character experience is still a small matter. The real advantage is that merit can be exchanged for a lot of useful things. I will show you this exchange function, and you will understand."

In the video, a lot of magic equipment is shown.

From small accessories to enchanted weapons, there is everything.

They are all top preparations with special attributes.

Players who have lived in Louisian County for a long time are crazy, and they start to get that kind of special equipment according to the strategy in the video.

At the same time, the player "Iced Tea" turned off the guild's meeting video and lay in the virtual cabin.

Not long after, his consciousness descended into another world.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a grayish-yellow scene in front of him. The atmosphere of decay and depression immediately hit him.

He felt his lips were a little chapped, so he checked his "hunger value", then took out a magic water bead from the system backpack and stuffed it into his mouth.

He felt much better now.

He looked around and continued to move forward.

Soon, he saw a small village in front of him, and above the village, there were a large number of black birds circling.

"Alas!" Bing Hongcha sighed: "It's late."

The meeting just now was the president issuing tasks. As a stealth, he had to scout the movements of nearby enemies.

He lowered his body, and his body became translucent, entering stealth mode.

The higher the stealth level, the more transparent it becomes, and it can even disappear completely.

It is daytime now, and the effect of stealth is affected to a certain extent. As long as you get closer, you can see it.

But there is no big problem. As long as you use obstacles, you can still achieve a good stealth effect.

He tiptoed to the entrance of the village. It was very quiet here, with only the crows and the sound of the wind.

Bing Hongcha used his stealth ability to enter the village... and then he saw a large number of corpses in the center of the village.

The bodies of the villagers were pierced by sharp wooden stakes and hung in the air.

Men, women, old and young, all here.

Bing Hongcha felt stomach acid in his throat when he saw this scene.

Although he had seen such scenes many times, every time... he couldn't adapt to it.

"Damn, this rubbish game company, why do they make the content so real in this aspect? Can't they just mosaic it?"

When he played games before, he always looked down on the official harmony, but now, he really hopes that the official will make harmonious content. These things are too real, most people can't stand it, and it is easy to affect the mental state.

He also reported this to the official, but the official ignored it and said that 'reality is the feature of this game'.

"It is indeed a feature, but we have to consider the acceptance of players."

Bing Hongcha couldn't help but mutter.

Then the muttering woke someone up.

It was a boy hanging on a small wooden stake. His hands and legs had been cut off and his body was covered in blood. Logically, he should have died with such injuries, but the little boy actually opened his eyes.

His eyes were open, but there was no spirit, only numbness and dead silence.

He was awakened by hearing other people's voices.

Bing Hongcha's scalp numbed when he saw this scene, and then there was a huge psychological shock.

"Fuck, beast."

Bing Hongcha walked over a few steps and looked at the little boy's face. He was a little at a loss, because the little boy was strung up, and the wooden stake penetrated from the lower body and then drilled out from the right shoulder.

Such injuries would cause unbearable phantom pain just by looking at them.

The little boy's face was very pale, and his lips were almost white.

After Bing Hongcha was at a loss for a long time, he suddenly remembered something and took out a bottle of healing potion from the system backpack and poured it into the little boy's mouth.

The treatment was very effective. The boy's face looked better and his lips were a little redder, but then the boy's body suddenly trembled violently.

"It hurts... It hurts... It hurts!"

The boy's face was twisted and he looked very painful. He looked at Bing Hongcha with a pleading look.

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Seeing the boy in such pain, Bing Hongcha was even more at a loss. He wanted to help the boy get off the stake, but he knew that once he did so, the boy would die immediately.

The treatment took effect slowly. If the boy didn't die, a priest had to use the same healing technique to keep him alive.

But where could he find a priest now... and the boy's pain was so severe that others couldn't imagine it, and didn't want to imagine it.

Watching the boy's body twisting on the stake from time to time and watching the boy shed tears, Bing Hongcha felt very uncomfortable. He slapped his face hard, one slap after another.

"Fuck fuck fuck, why am I not a priest? Why did I choose a B class like thief in the first place? Fuck you."

After cursing, Bing Hongcha's eyes were red as he watched the little boy's body tremble more and more violently. There were at least hundreds of bottles of healing agents in his system backpack, but he didn't dare to feed them to the little boy.

He knew very well that the healthier the little boy's body was, the more pain he would suffer from hanging on the stake.

He was anxious and opened the guild's chat system and shouted directly in it: "Brothers, come and save him. There is a child here with his limbs cut off and hanging on the stake. He is about to die. I feed him healing agents to keep him alive, but to save him, a high-level priest must be found. Who is willing to come and help? I owe him a favor."

After that, he shared his location.

The guild chat room became quiet, and then someone said: "You use the healing agent first, I will be there in about half an hour."

"Thank you..."

As soon as Bing Hongcha finished speaking, he heard a violent wind coming from the right.

The thief profession reacted quickly, and it was even an intuitive reaction. He subconsciously jumped back and rolled to avoid it.

Then he saw a whirlwind magic sweeping across the pile of ‘wooden stakes’ in front of him.

All the wood stakes flew up and spun in the air, and a large number of corpses were thrown in all directions.

Bing Hongcha saw the little boy throwing circles of red blood in the violently rotating tornado.

He was stunned, watching the little boy being thrown far away and then shattered like a broken doll.

Bing Hongcha's eyes turned red, and he slowly turned his head and looked to the right.

Five bat men came there, one of whom was holding a staff.

Half an hour later, a priest player came to the village escorted by two warriors.

Then the priest player saw the guild member, Bing Hongcha, kneeling on the ground and looking distraught.

There were several bat men's corpses nearby.

"I seem to be late." The priest player sighed.

"You said, why did the official make the game so real." Bing Hongcha looked up, his face full of tears: "That child is so miserable and pitiful, I can't stand it." (End of this chapter)