Xiao Lan glanced at the mutilated corpse of Carlos, and sighed for the madness of the other party and the tiger's quest for skin and the final bleak end.

Without too much time to sigh, the two chased out along the traces on the ground.

Wherever the "God" passed, green slime was left behind, all the way to a remote direction.

On the way, Xiao Lan pointed to the traces left by "God" and expressed his doubts to Luo: "Can you eat this thing?"

Luo's expression froze: "..."

He couldn't help but wonder if he was such a cunning person in the eyes of his husband?

It seems that this question is not accurate, Xiao Lan explained: "I mean swallowing, is it... nutritious for you?"

Luo said in a heavy tone: "Actually, I'm also picky eaters."

If it wasn't for the battle, he didn't want to devour this kind of mess at all.

When it comes to nutrition, your own pieces are the best.

Chased all the way to a corridor.

Suddenly, a tentacle made of countless muscles stretched out from the originally flat ground, and the tentacle slammed towards Xiao Lan's ankle.

Xiao Lan quickly dodged the blow, but saw that on the ground where he was standing, the hard floor was directly shattered by the blow.

The strength of this tentacle is obvious, it is not a soft little guy.

More muscles gushed out from the cracks in the wall, gradually occupying a lot of space.

Countless human faces emerged from the surface of these muscles, squirming along with their flesh and blood, their eyes stared at Xiao Lan and the two of them, and the lips of the human faces took turns to open and close: "Sin, people, should, should, accept, to, to punish, to punish..."

Xiao Lan looked at the unknown object on the wall alertly: "This guy seems to be getting stronger."

Luo also said: "It may be absorbing the part that belongs to Carlos before it continues to digest, and the longer it digests, the stronger it will become."

Xiao Lan picked up the [Bone of Rebellion] and rushed up: "It seems that we have to speed up."

The two figures rushed towards the wall made of flesh and blood.

The "God" on the wall also launched an attack on them without showing weakness.

Countless tentacles with sharp thorns attacked the two of them separately, and the speed was much faster than the previous time.

After this confrontation, Xiao Lan clearly felt that the opponent's body became stronger.

The strength that could have severely injured it now can only leave a wound on the flesh and blood, and soon, the wound will creep and heal, which is very difficult.

The two kept cutting off the attacking tentacles and claws of flesh and blood.

But now the "God" is like a battery connected to its back, and it is continuously supplied with energy, allowing it to recover quickly.

And, during this period of time, its attack power was a little stronger again.

It's not a good idea to fight a war of attrition.

Xiao Lan dodged the attack that was coming towards him: "It's not the way to go on like this. This thing is like a treatment. It can't be consumed like this. Maybe we need to find his body first."

Luo nodded, cut off the incoming tentacles with his fingertips, and started the countdown: "3—"

The tacit understanding of fighting side by side many times made Xiao Lan instantly understand what Luo was going to do.

"2"

Xiao Lan slashed the tentacles in front of him.

At the same time observing the surrounding environment, one foot stepped back to prepare.

"1"

Xiao Lan was not reluctant to fight, and quickly ran out of the corridor with his feet.

"God" naturally would not let the sinner who destroyed his plan, and countless tentacles stretched out, trying to drag him back.

But in the next moment, as if the pause button was pressed, its movements suddenly stopped, and the waving tentacles and claws stopped in mid-air.

Taking advantage of this short pause, Luo's figure also disappeared.

When "God" felt that his body could move again, his eyes were empty.

Those two nasty guys who ruined his plan just slipped away like it was before.

And slipped more neatly than him.

People who are good at sneaking will get angry when they encounter someone who is better than themselves.

The faces of the flesh and blood on the wall let out angry roars, cursing the two people who dared to blaspheme God.

After roaring, the muscles occupying the wall slowly receded, and the tentacles that were cut off on the ground were reabsorbed by it.

Soon, all that was left was the battle-damaged environment and messy slime.

The figure of "God" has disappeared.

——

Xiao Lan left the corridor and moved forward.

After feeling that the threat behind him was gone, he stopped.

"Luo." Xiao Lan habitually called out the name she was most familiar with.

But there was no response.

Xiao Lan frowned slightly and looked around.

Could it be that Luo didn't follow? Or was there an accident?

It was impossible for Luo to find him, something special must have happened.

After waiting for a while, Xiao Lan still didn't see Luo.

He moved cautiously towards the place where he had fought before.

But there was nothing there, including the traces of the previous battle, which was like the most common corridor in a cruise ship.

Xiao Lan was full of doubts, what happened? Where did Luo go?

He took out the envelope, ready to contact Luo to confirm the current situation.

But the message left on the envelope was like a stone sinking into the sea, and Luo didn't give him the slightest response.

He put away the envelope and began to search the boat.

Soon, Xiao Lan realized that something was wrong on the ship.

The ship was so quiet that it was impossible for a cruise ship with 8,000 people to maintain such silence. Such silence could be said to be dead silence.

Xiao Lan walked to the area where there were many tourists before, from restaurants to cafes to bars.

Similarly, he didn't see the slightest figure in these places, only the surrounding gorgeous decorations were the same as before.

The Endymion seemed to have turned into a silent ghost ship, and the previous lively scene seemed to be just an illusion in his trance.

After walking to the deck, Xiao Lan realized that there was no sea breeze blowing from the front, and the boat seemed to have already stopped.

The Endymion was surrounded by thick fog.

As far as the line of sight can be seen, it is a vast expanse of white, and it is impossible to see how far, not only the hull of the ship, but also the sea can not be seen.

The empty cruise ship, combined with the fact that Luo could not be contacted, Xiao Lan guessed that this space might not be the same as before.

It is not the first time that such a situation has been encountered. As a player, it is not surprising to see any strong winds and waves.

He said he was fine with it.

Clenching the [Bone of Rebellion] in his hand, Xiao Lan continued to advance on the boat.

The fog had little effect on the inside of the ship, and the field of vision was not much different from before.

Suddenly, there was the sound of rapid footsteps ahead.

There are two footsteps, and the frequency of the steps sounds exactly the same, like well-trained or full of tacit understanding.

Xiao Lan stopped in her tracks, alerting herself to the person who was about to appear.

"Hey, Xiao Lanlan?" The person who turned out was Wen Zhixian.

He didn't look much different from before, but his clothes were stained and torn, and he looked like he had gone through a battle.

Feng Sheng was also beside him, nodding to Xiao Lan as a greeting.

Wen Zhixian stopped: "We're very destined, Xiao Lanlan, I came in fighting with people, how about you?"

Xiao Lan: "Almost, I came in after fighting with the monster."

Wen Zhixian asked, "Do you know the current situation?"

Xiao Lan shrugged: "I only know that the NPC seems to have disappeared. It's foggy outside, and the boat has stopped. It's the first time I've met a player here."

Wen Zhixian: "Now there are only players here, and some threats they made, don't take it lightly, these people are very—"

Before he could finish his words, a burst of fire exploded behind him, accompanied by deafening explosions and searing waves.

"Damn it! Why are you chasing again? A Sheng and Xiao Lanlan, run quickly." Wen Zhixian rolled on the ground, not caring if his clothes got dirty, he quickly got up and ran in one direction, sealing Sheng also followed closely behind him.

Xiao Lan was a little inexplicable, but it was obvious that the attacker was not good, so it would be better to slip away first.

Running behind them, he realized that although Wen Zhixian and Feng Sheng were different in appearance and personality, their backs were indeed very similar.

Not only the height is almost the same, but the body shape seems to be the same.

Could this be the reason why they are in step?

Not long after, the attack appeared behind them again.

It was a cannonball the size of a human head, and it looked very powerful.

Not only that, this shell seems to automatically pursue it, and it can actively dodge simple obstacles, and it looks like it is chasing them endlessly.

The three continued to accelerate and run wildly.

"Boom" The shells exploded not far from them.

The air wave made the three of them rush forward for several steps, and the extremely high temperature scorched the skin and caused a burning pain.

If it wasn't for the strong physique of the advanced players who had experienced social beatings, Xiao Lan suspected that she would become a poor piece of jerky under the attack just now.

Mmmm...maybe a poor puddle of bolognese too.

The power of this cannonball seems a bit foul.

The pace of the three of them staggered, but they were all advanced players, so they wouldn't be so unbearable.

After adjusting their pace a little, they continued to gallop forward.

At this time, Xiao Lan looked back at the attacker.

It was a tall, fat man like Roshan, with a dark RPG-like weapon on his shoulders.

Now the other party's scope is facing them, and there is a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

In this case, even if you are holding an artifact, you have to fight the opponent.

But now the person holding the RPG is very far away from them, and the shell also has its own tracking function.

Such a long attack distance is too cheating! ! ! ! !

Xiao Lan couldn't help but glance at his [Bone of Rebellion].

At this moment, he deeply realized what is meant by "adult, the times have changed".

The shells attacked again, this time much faster than before.

It was too late to dodge, Xiao Lan could only speed up the pace, and hoped that [The Emperor's New Clothes 2.0] would be able to play the damage reduction effect described in his description.

It seems that he sensed his mood, and the [Bone of Rebellion] in his hand took the initiative to prove his worth of existence.

A black shield instantly appeared in Xiao Lan's hand.

The size of the shield continued to expand, and finally stopped just enough to cover his entire body.

I didn't expect [Dalit Bone] to have such a function after absorbing Luo's core.

However, it is not too late to find out.

Xiao Lan picked up the shield to block the direction of the shells.

"Boom boom-"

Three consecutive explosions sounded, and the fragments of the cannonball hit the shield, causing Xiao Lan's hands to go numb.

However, the shield caught the attack perfectly.

It fully demonstrates what is called "Old Ji Fuzheng, Aiming for a Thousand Miles".

What is the use of high-tech weapons, it can still be blocked.

On the other hand, Wen Zhixian was directly overturned by the power of the explosion, and rolled out several times on the ground.

"Cough, cough... I'm about to die, this guy is too mad." Wen Zhixian got up from the ground with difficulty.

Feng Sheng pulled him, but his mouth was mean: "That's because you have eaten too much chocolate recently and gained three kilograms. Your excess fat has affected my movements."

Wen Zhixian looked at him with accusing eyes: "Fuck, Ah Sheng, you are so ruthless, I don't want to lose face!"

Feng Sheng sneered: "Haha, hurry up and stop the ink, you will get cold if you lie down."

The three continued to run for their lives.

Xiao Lan's mind is now full of question marks.

Why does Wen Zhixian's weight affect Feng Sheng's movements?

Why are the shells chasing them?

Why is he running?

Time is limited, Xiao Lan can only choose the most important question: "What's up with the guy behind?!!"

Wen Zhixian wiped his face and kept walking: "This guy is my dad's subordinate, this time he wasn't on the original list, but I didn't expect him to get mixed up with those old guys, he was hiding enough. deep……"

Feng Sheng said indifferently, "I don't know who said, 'Since they want to do something, don't blame me for being rude', with a look of surety?"

Wen Zhixian covered his face: "Please don't say it, pretending to be slapped in the face is already very uncomfortable..."

As the young master of Xiangliu, he has no face.

Xiao Lan grasped the point of the matter: "In other words, he came to you?"

Wen Zhixian: "Well..."

Xiao Lan: "It has nothing to do with me at all?"

Wen Zhixian: "Ah..."

Xiao Lan looked at Wen Zhixian: "You said, how about I tie you up and throw it to him to prove my innocence?"

Wen Zhixian's face was lying: "How can you be so ruthless, Xiao Lanlan!!!!"