Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 373 The King Appears (6K -in-)

Just as Zhuang Boshi and his team went deeper into St. Elizabeth's Mental Hospital.

At the Zhongzhou team’s base, Zhu Wen threw down a handful of copper coins.

Her expression changed slightly, and she looked at Zhan Lan, who had completed another premonition, and said in unison.

"Death is coming!"

These four short words stimulated everyone as if they had been drinking ice water in the middle of winter, and they instantly entered a fighting state.

Zheng Zha, Zhang Jie, Wang Xia and Cheng Xiao surrounded the others and the psychologically controlled characters in the middle, and looked around vigilantly.

Saito Yi took out various magic props, Na'er gave everyone a holy light BUFF, Lingdian mounted a Gauss sniper rifle on the flying broom, and Ming Yanwei pulled the bowstring and aimed at the distant skyline.

Haotian was a little nervous. The strange attacks during this period made it almost impossible for him to rest. He was also impressed by the strength of the Zhongzhou team. He could only look at Chu Xuan who was playing Landlord with an innocent face.

As expected of Chu Xuan, he was able to remain calm under such high-pressure situations.

Zheng Zha closed his eyes, his intuition telling him that this time, it was the real attack of the god of death.

From ordinary accidents, to attacks by poisonous insects and snakes, to sieges by large beasts.

Death has long surpassed the original work's control over ordinary non-living things.

Or perhaps this is the true power of the Grim Reaper, but most of the survivors of the death calamity can only avoid one round of attacks and cannot withstand the subsequent deep-level attacks.

And obviously, if it can control animals, it can also affect humans.

Sure enough, the sound of the helicopter blades tearing through the air grew louder and louder, and several beams of strong light lit up from behind the bare mountain.

More than a dozen Apache attack helicopters flew close to the ground.

"Is this the God of Death?"

"Are you starting to use hot weapons too?" Cheng Xiao complained.

Of course, for the current Zhongzhou team, it is just an armed helicopter and is no more threatening than a paper airplane.

Several bullets from Zero's Gauss sniper rifle streaked across the sky, and the Apache was blown up by long-range firepower without firing a single shot.

"I now have some guesses about the nature of the god of death." Zhan Lan thought while twirling his hair.

Zhan Lan maintained a mental scan and shared tens of thousands of American armed forces and the ballistic missiles attacking from the sky in the mind link.

Zhang Jie used telekinesis to control the electromagnetic flying needles and Zero Point's sniper cannon to continuously eliminate these small threats.

"What's the essence?" Qi Tengyi also took the time to ask.

He was responsible for monitoring the weapons and equipment of the Zhongzhou team. As long as the Gauss sniper rifle and other equipment had structural problems caused by the destruction of the Reaper, Qi Tengyi would immediately repair them and refresh their status.

"I originally thought that the Grim Reaper was just a simple malicious curse, but after experiencing the 'raid killing phenomenon' myself, I have some guesses about the nature of the Grim Reaper." Zhan Lan said, stroking his hair.

She felt that her brain was very active, and she even began to unconsciously imitate Chu Xuan's way of thinking.

"You say." Zheng Zha held the Dragon Slaying Sword in one hand, his body emitting a light golden color from the operation of the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, and he looked vigilantly at possible attacks from all directions.

"Zhuang Boshi's unintentional words woke me up." Zhan Lan said.

"What exactly is the killing pattern of the Grim Reaper?"

"Death God, why are you targeting humans and survivors?"

"Also, why does the Grim Reaper follow a specific pattern when killing people?"

"Why does the God of Death come one by one in a predetermined order? Before the destined death comes, it seems as if death has abandoned us, and no matter how we try to die, we can't die."

"If it's a death god with subjective consciousness, or a being like the evil spirits and the Black and White Impermanence in myths and legends."

"I don't think there can be such a rigid mechanism."

Zheng Zha thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case if it were the evil spirits he encountered in the world of the curse.

Although they have certain rules for killing, they kill with great subjective malice.

The so-called killing rules are more accurately called killing skills.

Depends on factors such as resentment, fear, hatred, etc.

But the Grim Reaper does not exist like that. It is not there to spread fear or hatred.

It simply creates disasters, finds survivors, and kills them one by one in order. If they cannot be killed, they will be reincarnated.

Zhan Lan looked at the stars in the sky and said excitedly, "I think death is a curse without independent consciousness."

"What does that have to do with how we deal with the god of death? We have to survive in this world for 180 days." Cheng Xiao scratched his head.

"On the first day, there was a pileup of cars and a meteorite hit my face."

"It's only the second day, and they've already controlled the American army to attack us."

Zheng Zha was also worried: "If the attacks continue endlessly like this, won't there be a global nuclear war or even an alien invasion to kill us?"

"Shut up!"

Zhang Jie quickly scolded him, saying that Zheng Zha’s bad mouth had been cured with great difficulty, and he must not expect to actually fight the aliens in the end.

“It’s not about control.”

Zhan Lan shook his head and said, "The God of Death did not control the American army to attack us."

"I didn't find any signs of control in the spirits of these soldiers."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. In their inherent impression, shouldn't it be the spirit of the Grim Reaper that controlled the US military, turning them into ghost-like beings and forcing them to launch large-scale attacks?

"This attack was launched by the top US military commanders." Zhan Lan said, scratching his head.

Zhang Jie, a master of mental suggestion, closed his eyes and sensed for a moment. He was also very surprised and said, "Zhan Lan is right. This is an organized and planned attack."

"There's a lieutenant general in command, and the operation even has the approval of the Pentagon!"

"When we entered this world, our special abilities were captured by satellites, causing the Pentagon to become wary and unanimously agree to use force to eliminate us!"

"Why?" everyone was surprised.

If we follow the routine of most superpower movies, we shouldn't think that it is a computer special effect when we first discover it.

The US military top brass doesn't take it seriously at all.

However, this information was discovered by some special departments within the government, and then several mysterious agents came to the house and took the protagonist away without saying a word, threatening his family.

The protagonist had no choice but to obey, and was then kidnapped during the transportation.

It was a representative of a large technology company who intended to bribe the protagonist with money and beautiful women.

The villain is an anti-human redneck commander or a capitalist who is dying of illness and old age and wants to obtain the protagonist's genes.

In the end, the protagonist discovered the conspiracy, killed everyone, won the beauty, and started to enjoy the sunshine and bikini on the beach in the Caribbean or Central and South America.

But this time, the US military took less than 48 hours from discovery, decision-making to assembly and deployment.

Directly omitting all the intermediate links of a movie.

This is very un-American.

It's so abnormal that it's more believable than being controlled by the god of death.

"I can confirm it, because this is the mechanism of the god of death!" Zhan Lan's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Didn't Zhuang Boshi say that the God of Death trigger all things to harbor malice towards the survivors?"

"When the god of death curses a person, he doesn't do it by personally operating a cable to strangle him or by having a truck hit him to death. Instead, he unleashes the world's malice towards that person!"

"Humans are only part of the world, but they can control their own subjective consciousness. Therefore, in most cases, the killing cycle triggered by the Death God ends before it can guide humans to actively kill their targets."

"The attacks of the Grim Reaper are a process of deepening malice."

"From natural elements, which induce air currents, water currents, and flames, to human-made industrial creations, which cause accidents such as brake failures and electrical short circuits."

"Then there are small animals with a faint sense of consciousness, such as poisonous insects, scorpions, and even wild beasts."

"Finally, it will affect humans. The human world will subconsciously regard the survivors as their most hated enemies!"

"That's too difficult to deal with!" Cheng Xiao said distressedly.

"How can we solve the world's malice?" Wang Xia stood at the front and casually crushed a king cobra and a rainforest poison frog to death. These animals, which are completely impossible to appear in the desert, are constantly appearing.

"Sister Zhan Lan is right."

Zhu Wen looked around and said, "The death energy that's blanketing the earth right now is more than ten times thicker than when we first entered this world. Even we're starting to feel the death energy."

The appearance of death energy means that the person may die.

If the Grim Reaper is allowed to continue its attacks, the Zhongzhou team will no longer be able to cope with it so easily.

Casualties are inevitable.

"The Malice of the World"

"This is much more terrifying than traditional hell demons, Shura messengers and so on." Zheng Zha charged forward and blocked a Sidewinder missile with his body.

"I can now judge that malice is only a result, and the rule of the god of death reverses the 'real' relationship of the survivors." Zhan Lan said with a flash of inspiration.

At this moment, she felt as if she was possessed by Chu Xuan.

"Death, the reversal of all human social relations." Zhan Lan's expression was firm.

“Human beings are divided into natural persons and social persons. Social persons are the sum total of all human social relations.”

"Broadly speaking, it is the relationship between humans and everything in this world."

"Look at all the methods of the God of Death."

"These include creating car accidents, scaffolding, poisonous insects and poisons, even meteorite falls and military attacks."

"It actually means reversing the harmonious relationship between this person and everything, so that the world can no longer accommodate him."

"Even if it's a puddle of water on the ground, a rope on the roadside, a piece of glass, or a bug, we will do everything we can to kill it."

“But for every reversal, there’s only one person.”

"Others who were in the death chain but were not attacked were protected by reality, which meant they became the darlings of the world for a short time."

“So there’s no way I can die.”

"That is, according to this speculation, once the 'Death God Phenomenon' occurs, the person marked by the curse will temporarily fall into a reversed relationship that is specific to them."

"So, what's the use of this to us?" Wang Xia was puzzled.

The ground around him was filled with poisonous creatures and ferocious beasts from all over the world.

"If you want to deal with the God of Death, you must find him and find him!"

Zhan Lan twirled the ends of her hair. Without Chu Xuan and Zhuang Boshi, she felt like she had returned to her peak.

The whole person is glowing with confidence.

“The answer is to find connections!”

"Huh?" Everyone was puzzled.

Zhang Jie was stunned and was hit directly by a shell.

Fortunately, his telekinetic coat was strong enough and remained unharmed.

"No wonder Chu Xuan always says you are stupid!" Zhan Lan scolded unhappily.

“If we could create a person who has no social connections, a person who exists and yet does not exist in the world.”

"Then there's no way to inflict the Death God's curse. There's no point of impact."

"Do we have the ability to do this?"

Zheng Zha looked at Chu Xuan. If he was still normal, he might be able to do such a weird thing.

Haotian wanted to speak several times, but he held back.

Forget it, forget it. They are already wary of me, so it’s better to keep a low profile.

But why are these people so concerned about such obvious cause and effect?

He subconsciously thought about it and came up with at least three solutions, and pretended to analyze them.

The woman named Zhan Lan doesn't seem to be very smart.

No, they're not very smart.

How come the Zhongzhou team has become so strong? Could it be that it relies on Chu Xuan’s brain alone?
Or is it that in the main god space, "intelligence" is not important at all, and muscles are enough?
"You don't have it, but I do." Zhan Lan said with a smile, "To prevent bastards like the Devil Team from using space props to harm me when they can't beat them."

"I'll also learn from their method and exchange it for an independent personal space contract."

"As long as a person enters this small space, that person is equivalent to disappearing from this world."

"But in reality, he is not dead. In the eyes of the God of Death, he is in a state where he wants to kill but cannot."

"Because he's not dead, the chain of Death's curse hasn't actually been broken. When Death wants to delay killing the next person, we release the previous one, and then we'll have two cursed people at the same time."

"But all human relationships are reversed, and that should also include the relationship between these two." Zheng Zha's eyes lit up.

"But it's impossible for the two most annoying people to appear in the world at the same time!" "Smart, Zhan Lan!" Zheng Zha said excitedly.

"Even without Chu Xuan, I feel that our intelligence hasn't declined much!"

Haotian also applauded: "Sister Zhan Lan, that's amazing! I never thought of such complicated logic."

"It's like forcibly creating a bug in the killing logic of the God of Death."

"Hahaha, don't be so exaggerated, it's just barely acceptable." Zhan Lan couldn't suppress her pride and glanced at Chu Xuan who was still playing Tetris.

Zheng Zha looked at everyone: "Who will be cursed next?"

"It should be me." Zhu Wen raised her hand timidly.

"Okay!" Zhan Lan didn't waste any words and immediately took Zhu Wen into the small space.

Sure enough, the Death God's attack stopped for a few minutes, as if the program was stuck.

However, not long after, the attack was postponed again and the attack on Wang Xia began.

At this moment, Zhan Lan released Zhu Wen again.

A BUG was born.

The attack stopped instantly.

"I saw!"

Zhang Jie's face changed, and he swept towards the southwest with telekinesis.

It was a decaying black man in a ragged military uniform.

A pair of eyes had been gouged out, leaving only two bloody eyes.

His body and limbs were twisted, as if he had been in a car accident.

No one knew when he appeared, but he just stood there staring blankly at the members of the Zhongzhou team.

No words, no response.

"Is it the black coroner?" Zhan Lan also saw the face clearly.

"It's different. This person is obviously much older, and he's wearing a US military uniform from World War II!" Ming Yanwei has excellent eyesight.

At the same time, the elves mobilized their energy and prepared to use their strongest moves.

Draw the bow and shoot the arrow.

Four explosive arrows whizzed away, wrapped in destructive lightning.

In an instant, the color of heaven and earth changed.

The gloomy body full of corpse spots exploded instantly, and the lightning did not stop, crushing all the way and directly turning the American tanks in the distance into powder.

"Well, strong on the outside but weak on the inside?" Cheng Xiao laughed.

Zhang Jie said solemnly: "No, he is not dead."

Sure enough, the terrifying figure appeared again at the same place, unharmed.

Everyone became serious in an instant, even Zheng Zha.

You know, Ming Yanwei's three-arrow explosive lightning arrow is a unique skill that even the clone Zheng Zha doesn't dare to take head-on.

But this damn thing was able to withstand four arrows.

"He is the God of Death." Zhan Lan said: "My mental scan did not show him. He seems to not exist in reality."

"How is it possible that it can be seen by the eyes but not scanned by mental power?" Cheng Xiao said in surprise.

"Could it be that it exists in some dimension or space beyond reality?" Qi Teng was eager to try, holding the staff.

"No matter what, just one more cut will do it!" Fire flashed in Zheng Zha's eyes.

So, destruction!
The air was directly blown up!
It was forcibly penetrated and a long vacuum belt was pulled out.

The violent energy that escaped simply destroyed all the sand dunes along the way, turning the sand into strangely shaped crystals.

Zheng Zha's attack finally worked.

The terrifying god of death was split in half from top to bottom.

But the next moment.

The Black Death reappeared in the same place intact.

But Zheng Zha returned to a position a hundred meters away.

What was even more surprising was that the crystals near the Grim Reaper had actually turned back into ordinary sand.

what happened? !

Everyone was shocked.

Seeing this scene, Haotian couldn't help but exclaimed: "Time goes back?"

"How is that possible? And it's a regional time regression. This is unscientific!"

"Zheng Zha!" Zhan Lan shouted anxiously.

"I'm fine!" Zheng Zha leaned on his knife and did not rush forward.

But his expression was very solemn and full of disbelief.

That moment just now.

Time goes backwards.

He could clearly feel and identify this change.

The time in the area of ​​about one hundred meters flowed back to before he attacked the God of Death.

"Impossible" He stared at the terrifying existence in front of him.

How is it possible to reverse the flow of everything within a hundred meters?

Won't time be disrupted?
Won't space collapse?
Does physics still exist?
If this is the god of death, how can he be killed?

"The God of Death turned back time to the moment before he was attacked. Is there such a mechanism? How can the main god space have such an outrageous ability?" Haotian's eyes were bloodshot and he muttered to himself.

This move by the Grim Reaper completely shattered his three views.

"No, it shouldn't be called time travel, it's more like a reboot!"

"Death, he will restart!"

Haotian no longer concealed his true feelings: "Brother Zheng Zha, the range of the Reaper's reactivation should be one hundred meters. Don't engage in close combat, use long-range critical strikes!!"

Zero set up his sniper rifle, and gorgeous colors appeared in his eyes.

There are very few death lines on the Grim Reaper, and no death points at all.

But, the deadline is enough!
The moment blood flowed from Zero's eyes, he pulled the trigger.

boom! !

The bullet flew through the air at an extremely fast speed and hit the death line on the body of the Grim Reaper.

The Black Death was suddenly focused, but did not go back in time like before.

Instead, it staggered and fell down like a robot whose chip had been attacked.

"Success!" Zhan Lan shouted happily.

Zhang Jie's expression changed: "Be careful!"

At this moment, a dark fog appeared out of nowhere and silently enveloped several members of the Zhongzhou team.

It was cold, and the breath entering my throat caused a stinging sensation.

Two figures emerged from the black fog and came in front of the black Grim Reaper who was lying on the ground.

A thin white boy quickly took out a golden body bag and put the black Grim Reaper, who had fallen into a brief silence, into it.

"Master, the God of Death seems to be suppressed." The white boy said respectfully.

He was thin and had a very big head, especially his mouth, which was split all the way behind his ears, making him look disgusting and strange.

The other man was very tall, but his face was as stiff and pale as a dead man. He was wearing a black priest's robe and holding a tattered, dark book in his hand.

The priest turned to look at Zheng Zha expressionlessly and said, "Easterners, you have crossed the line."

“This is our prey.”

His voice was very dry and unpleasant, like the terrifying growl of a ghost.

"Who are you?" Zheng Zha narrowed his eyes and asked vigilantly.

Obviously, the real background of this world has appeared.

"You can call me—"

The leading man glanced at the Zhongzhou team with cold and malicious eyes, and opened his mouth slightly.

"missionary."

[Triggering side quests: Each person will be rewarded with 200 bonus points for each king killed. If the king's organization is wiped out, each person will be rewarded with a B-level side story, with a total of 3000 bonus points.]

The Lord God’s cold and majestic voice sounded in his mind.

Zheng Zha frowned slightly.

So, this is the enemy.

The King's Organization, what a big tone.

But looking at the rewards, it’s just so-so.

"I don't care what kind of missionary you are. We defeated the God of Death. Why should I hand it over to you with just one sentence?" Zheng Zha said deliberately very rudely.

He understood that these people were probably the background forces of the world, and now was a good opportunity to get a good feel for them.

Zhan Lan's voice rang out within the mind link: "Zheng Zha, this fog is interfering with my mental scan, and this place has been isolated from reality."

"It's like an independent world, similar to a spatial domain ability."

field?

Zheng Zha sensed the cold and dark space around him.

I'm afraid it would be more appropriate to call it the ghost realm.

The missionary said in a cold voice, "You came across the ocean without any communication to hunt our prey, and now you scold us?"

"Disrespectful Orientals."

Before he finished speaking, the short and thin white boy showed his incomplete teeth covered with minced meat at Zheng Zha.

Bite hard!
The ground suddenly collapsed, no, the sand suddenly turned into a huge ghost mouth and swallowed Zheng Zha in one gulp.

"Haha." A trace of contempt emerged in the missionary's eyes. Although these stupid Orientals could suppress the god of death, they were too naive to actually be talking nonsense.

His follower Frank controls a giant-mouthed ghost. Once targeted by him, even the king will be in trouble. The only drawback is that the opponent cannot move when he attacks.

The missionary deliberately used words to delay the other party, but he didn't expect that the man was really not on guard at all.

He cast a cold gaze on the weak Orientals in the distance.

Although they have some ability to stop those armies, they have almost no supernatural powers.

It must be very weak.

Just when he was about to take action.

boom!
Like a volcanic eruption.

The thin boy next to the missionary's huge head swelled rapidly, and without even a word of help, it suddenly exploded.

The missionary's eyelids twitched as if he had faced a natural disaster. He quickly accelerated in the ghost realm to leave the erupting volcano.

He looked up and saw a huge golden demon with wings on its back and flowing magma all over its body. It was nearly five meters tall and was suspended in the air.

"You're going to fight over a disagreement?"

"Isn't it appropriate?"

The golden devil sneered and pinched the giant-mouthed ghost with one hand. No matter how the giant-mouthed ghost bit him, it couldn't bite through his skin.

"What a joke!!" the missionary was shocked.

ma**er f**k???

What is this! ?

(End of this chapter)