Chapter 248 The Eleventh Cycle Ends, the Wasteland World

Chapter 247 The eleventh cycle ends, the wasteland world

On the night of September 30, in the basement of the Wind Castle, where the moonlight cannot enter.

Sporadic flames burned, weakly illuminating the broken stones that pierced the flames.

"Boom."

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

The stone pillar fell to the ground, breaking into countless bricks and stones, but in the thick dust that was raised, those bricks and stones did not fall to the ground.

Under the faint orange-red firelight, they flew out of the dust that blocked their vision, they floated in the air and condensed in one place.

As if squeezed by huge pressure, those irregularly shaped broken stones were squeezed tightly together like sponges.

There was no gap between them, and even the loose gaps in the bricks and stones themselves were constantly tightened under huge pressure.

With the infinite increase in density, the properties of bricks and stones are also changing.

At this moment, the stone pillars that were originally as thick as a century-old tree have been squeezed into sharp arrows with only the thickness of a thigh.

As soon as the sharp arrow was formed, it stabbed at the black shadow in front at an indistinct speed.

"Boom--"

There was another cracking sound, and the sharp arrow pierced into the ground and raised explosive stones.

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

"Swish!"

The sound of clothes and flesh being torn rang in his ears, and the bloody smell that could be smelled in his nose instantly became a little stronger.

But even so, Li Feng had no time to look down at the injury.

At this time, the sharp wind sounded like a whistle again, and another extremely sharp and compacted brick and stone sharp arrow was in front of him.

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

They were all the same as the two sharp arrows just now. Although they were made of bricks and stones, they had been changed by the power of the godhead.

"You have only one ending, why bother to resist?"

A scornful laugh came from a little distance, it was Ponros Fell.

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

Then, through the power of changing the law, these materials became his best weapons.

And he just stood there, like a real god, without even moving a finger, he could send down divine punishment, create horrible scenes, and punish mortals with his mind.

"Cough."

On the other side, Xia, in the state of a young dragon, was forced into a corner. She couldn't help coughing because she was injured, and a stream of blood overflowed from her mouth.

A fourth-level seventh-rank weaver, as an ancient and powerful extraordinary race, would never be weaker than the fifth-level Ponros Fell even in a one-on-one fight.

It's a pity that Ponros Fell got half of the godhead and gained the power of God.

At the moment, the strength between them is indeed like heaven and earth.

Enduring the severe pain all over her body, Xia narrowed her golden vertical pupils. She knew that she was lucky to leave alive today, not to mention revenge.

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

While thinking in her heart, Xia found that at this moment, in the dark basement full of ruins, the sharp arrows made of bricks and stones actually stopped slightly, and the whistling wind also stopped.

Not knowing what Li Feng's condition was, Xia immediately took the opportunity to take a breath and looked at the other side of the basement.

In the previous battle, they were exhausted from saving their lives and had been separated to the two sides of the basement by those brick and stone sharp arrows.

At the same time, she found that Pang Luosi Feier seemed to want to ask something, so he stopped attacking.

On the broken bricks and stones on the ground, Pang Luosi Feier's figure flashed a few times, and in the blink of an eye he passed through the broken walls and ruins. His figure disappeared on the other side of the basement, which was the direction where Li Feng was.

On the other side, Li Feng held onto the stone wall beside him. Those were the four walls at the edge of the basement. Now, only these four walls were still standing.

Wiping off the blood from the corners of his mouth, Li Feng was somewhat satisfied, because he finally saw another ability that half of the godhead could bring.

Before, Marsas demonstrated to him that half of the godhead could heal the body itself. Even if it was hit by a bullet from a fifth-level superhuman, the wound would heal instantly.

And now, Ponros Fell demonstrated to him how half of the godhead could tamper with the laws of the surrounding things and change their properties.

Even rough bricks and stones could be turned into sharp arrows as tight as fine steel.

And people with half of the godhead only need to control it with their minds, and there is no need to prepare and hold this or that ceremony like ordinary superhumans.

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

If the person with the Godhead is not much different from the high-level extraordinary person, or cannot completely crush him, Li Feng feels that he will be disappointed with the system.

After all, in the exchange store of the second-level players, one Godhead requires 200 contribution points.

There is no difference, so these 200 points are a loss.

But then again, Li Feng also knows that for him, it does not take 200 contribution points to get the Godhead.

As for now...

Looking at the cycle countdown interface of the system in front of him, 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 questions, 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, 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 that 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 believed that the outcome was decided, did not 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 that old guy 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 transcendent 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, Penros Fair 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, and 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 lightly, 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 is still hanging high. As a satellite, the rotten moon has long deviated from its orbit. Now people call it the Falling Moon.

Some people say that the Falling Moon will really fall sooner or later, ending the Rust Land and the whole world.

Looking at the time, X made a bad gesture to the Falling Moon, then retracted his gaze and walked towards the place with faint light in the distance. That was their player camp.

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

Joining gangs, looting and scavenging resources are even more indispensable.

Under such conditions, after years and years, batches of players, and countless battles and fights.

Players finally formed a player organization and survived in this world as an organization of "their own people".

But as the game advises, all gifts have a price.

Players' large-scale organization of their own people is indeed conducive to their survival in the wasteland world.

And the fact is that the player organization has controlled this world, but the price also comes with it.

For example, the increasingly severe natural climate, and the falling moon pressing down on the head.

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

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

Because of the things he experienced in the Endless Sea, he was upset and heavy.

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

These crying sounds came from the natives locked in cages in the camp.

When he was cursing in his heart, in the dark night, suddenly, a strong light from a flashlight shone on X's face. It was the camp guard.

Stopping, X and the two guards verified their identities.

Seeing that it was really X who came back, the two new first-level player guards immediately stood at attention. They stepped aside with respect and invited X in.

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

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

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

And for the players, the natives of this world are a free and cheap lunch.

They believe that in such a world, the natives will die sooner or later. Instead of exposing their bodies in the wilderness, shriveling and rotting, it is better to use waste and let their own people survive.

Looking at the natives who feared him irritably, X felt a nameless anger in his heart.

As a player who led a team to collect "rations" outside the city, X had a very terrifying reputation among the natives.

For the surviving natives, although they did not know X's identity, they did not know why X had those abilities.

But X's various cruel deeds have long been widely circulated in this vast rusty soil.

The natives fear him, and in addition to the natives, the players from the same world also fear X.

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

Here, X is a second-level player, and he is powerful in himself.

And his S-level sign-in talent is an extremely advantageous talent, which makes him even more powerful.

Players originally respect strength, and for these players, in the game world, there is a falling moon in the sky and rusty soil under the ground, and the world may perish at any time.

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

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

Complete destruction may be tomorrow.

So for the players who traveled through these two worlds, the most realistic hope is that someone will upgrade to a third-level player.

Only by becoming a level 3 player, possessing the power of Godhead, manipulating nature, and changing the laws, can these two wasteland worlds be fundamentally saved and all players' lives be saved.

As for the falling moon in the sky of the game world, it is said that after obtaining Godhead and becoming a level 3 player, the contribution points can be exchanged for Godhead fusion degree.

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

But only level 2 players can upgrade to level 3 players, so the players who travel through these two lives put all their hopes on the current level 2 players.

As a powerful level 2 player X, he became one of the people given hope by other players.

Those vast number of level 1 players feared him, respected him, and obeyed him.

Among the level 2 players of the same level, because of his strong talent and strength, all resources will be tilted to him first.

But.

The biting night wind whistled and rolled up waves of yellow sand, revealing the endless rust under the yellow sand.

X did not enter his single tent, nor did he pay attention to those level 1 players who flattered and feared him.

He just looked into the distance, thinking in his heart.

If these people knew that he had lost the foundation of a second-level player, the Earth Core, it would be difficult for him to become a third-level player.

Not only that, he was also controlled by an organization in a low-level world.

If this matter really gets out, what will happen then?

Secretly clenching his teeth, X reviewed his experience in the basement of the castle in the Endless Sea when he encountered the Lava Lord Cocoon, and made up his mind.

He planned to find the Harvest Alliance and Greedy Wolf again to make another deal.