My Player 2

Chapter 249 Aftermath
After [Attila, the Beginning of the World] ate the iceberg, it stretched upward again, breaking through the clouds until it hit the boundary wall of the small world.

Most players took advantage of this opportunity to frantically slaughter the experience babies, but a few players looked at each other and flew into the sky together.

In the sky, braving the temperature of minus 30 degrees Celsius, these players who flew up to the clouds saw an extremely rare scene.

The crown of the big tree hit the boundary wall, and just like when it hit the iceberg before, roots branched out from the branches again and penetrated into the boundary wall bit by bit.

Several people's eyes widened.

You know, many players have tried, and even a level 200 player couldn't break through the boundary at all.

"Is it that the boundary of the small world is thinner?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's because this tree is special and is specially designed to dig through the boundary wall."

"The boundary wall is thin? What are you talking about? Isn't this an air wall? Generally speaking, it's because the later maps are not made, right?"

Several players looked at each other, and after a brief exchange, they tacitly agreed not to delve into the issue further.

The roots penetrated into the wall. Unlike the previous process of eating up the iceberg in seconds, it took it 10 minutes to break through more than ten centimeters, and the digging speed was getting slower and slower.

Several players were very close to the tree, but [Attila, the Beginning of the World] didn't seem to want to attack.
"How did this thing suddenly turn into a tree?"

"The devil knows."

Several players flew around the tree canopy, and someone even went forward to pick a few leaves.

But it seems that the big tree that likes to "eat" things has no interest in players at all.

However, it is foreseeable that it will take at least several days for this big tree to dig through the boundary wall in the sky, and the experience babies below have begun to retreat on a large scale.

Any later and they will be sold out.

Faced with experiences measured in billions, several players, no matter how curious they were, couldn't help but leave one after another.

As soon as "Magic Heavy Punch Lu Zhishen" landed, he killed dozens of cavalrymen with one punch.

The deputy commander in the lead had a sullen look on his face. He glanced at the tree that reached the sky, then looked at the blue-haired demigod, gritted his teeth, and gave the order:
"Death to me all!"

The next moment, hundreds of cavalrymen under his command showed expressions of relief on their faces and turned into pools of black mud.

The black mud was like exploding magma, covering the whole sky and earth and pouring down on the body of "Magic Heavy Punch Lu Zhishen".

But for some reason, this demigod who was in a close fight with his master simply shook off the black mud, as if he would not be corrupted by the "ink" at all.

These death snatchers are really not corrupted by "Mo"? ! !
The leading general was panicked, but the players beside him were even more anxious than him.

Oh my god, the soldiers started to self-destruct!

"Magic Heavy Punch Lu Zhishen" didn't care about the fun of boxing anymore. He switched his gloves to a magic wand and killed the leading elite monster in the first second. He put all his strength into the output, hoping to harvest as much as possible before the other soldiers self-destructed.

At the same time, the black mud left after the self-explosion of these soldiers, like iron sand attracted by a magnet, rushed madly to the big tree in the center of the battlefield.

The moment the black mud touched the big tree, it was like pouring magma into ice water, emitting a large amount of black smoke, as if it was annihilating itself with something.

The big tree also shrank visibly in the destruction, and its thick branches became thinner.

The generals who realized this immediately ordered their cavalry to self-destruct.

Within ten seconds, nearly 5 cavalrymen exploded, and the gushing black mud turned into a mudflow, rushing towards the golden tree, instantly submerging it into a small sapling.

"Brother Hedgehog" kept scanning [Attila, the Beginning of the World] and found that he turned back into [Attila, the Whip of God] at the last moment. Then, after returning to normal, he was submerged in the black mud like a river and became [Attila, the Desire Demon].

But more black mud came up.

After half a minute of transformation, Attila seemed to be filled with puffs and turned into [Meat Tyrant Attila]. Watching the Boss transform into three forms in a row within a minute.

"Brother Hedgehog" probably understood His state.

For some unknown reason, this guy "fell", and became a world tree that could break through the boundary wall.

Then, under the consumption of corruption, He briefly turned back into His original form, but He was still soaked in the overflowing black mud and was twisted into a monster again. Later, more black mud surged up and finally turned Him into a pile of rotten meat.

Just like [Garuda] who blocked the door before, and [Apophis] in the first round, these guys were fed too much black mud and couldn't even maintain a fixed form.

Being corrupted into a monster, Hedgehog Brother can understand, but what was the previous "good fall"?
He doesn't have an answer yet.

Having lost the protection of the army, the remaining elite monsters were torn to pieces by angry players after killing their lord.

Although Attila, who turned into a mountain of flesh, has recovered to full health, he has become a "stupid boss" and no longer poses a threat to the players.

It only took the players 20 minutes to turn Him into experience and props.

And those black muds like small rivers all merged into the ground and turned into small monsters.

[You have killed "Captain Eagle Scoundrel", rewarded with 3400 experience points. ]

"Damn, this reduction is too serious!" A player killed a refreshed monster and was immediately disappointed.

After experiencing the experience of gaining tens or even millions of experience points by killing a small monster, these monsters that only give a few thousand experience points can no longer satisfy these players.

Everyone was busy for most of the day, and after killing [The Flesh-Rotting Tyrant Attila], they all leveled up and returned to the Imperial City to rest.

But Hedgehog Brother stayed here.

Together with several players from Star, he explored the area where the monsters spawned.

These monsters that can be resurrected after death are experience in the eyes of players, but for the local natives, they are absolutely a natural disaster.

If it spawns in civilian living areas, it is necessary to clear that area first.

Otherwise, if left unchecked, tens of thousands of residents would suffer within a few days.

After treating this place as the real world, "Hedgehog Brother" realized that some problems that he would ignore as a player could no longer be ignored, and gradually became a shackle weighing on them.

"Amu Xiao" told them that he did not intend to let everyone discover the truth of the world.

Because players who have lost their "sharpness" will be restricted in doing things.

As for the troublesome work of cleaning up afterwards, it will be done by these nosy guys.

When he thought about the work ahead, "Brother Hedgehog" felt overwhelmed.

Clean up the monster spawning area in the small world, prevent the native demigods [rat] from being distorted, grow food in this small world, explore the truth about the Boss "Shantu", and find a fleet to send the dead players back...

It also prevents the heaven from sending more people.

If the people from the small worlds were gathered together, then if a god came, they could all be wiped out at once.

But if they are scattered like they are now, then before the players arrive, just an army of demigods can cause hundreds of thousands of casualties.

What to do is no longer a problem that players can solve.

　After a day's drive, I'm back to my hometown, oh yeah.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)