Gamers of the Underworld

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Black blood vessels appeared on Samer’s face, and the stones rolled on his side, the stone fragments after the statue had shattered.

The rolling stones quickly gathered together and became a giant snake composed entirely of stones.

The stone snake made a sound of hong long long, and moved towards Sherlock smashed …

Grabbing Genbao with a shield against a Gnome’s body, that Gnome has a huge, scary mouth, and a snake-like tongue moved towards Grabbing Genbao’s neck, but it is obviously a little shorter.

Ou Chi spear had lanced around that Gnome’s neck, and then pulled the Gnome away with lance.

But what’s weird is that those enemies who were struck by the fatal wounds suddenly seemed to get up in the next second.

The Gnome, who had been pierced through his neck, flung forward, reached out and grabbed Ou Chispear’s neck, and Lance passed his neck for a long time, as if there was no problem at all.

“Attack their heads!”

Someone shouted, and then swiped a short blade to cut off the head of Gnome, and the liquid filled with mosaic spilled all over the whole body of European spear, so that European spear also became mosaic. Up.

“It’s just like zombie … oh!”

The Gamer didn’t even come to remember to finish talking, and saw the headless corpse standing up to pierce his sword with a sword, and died tragically on the spot, apparently to be resurrected.

“Crush them!”

Ou Chi sputtered a scream, and then carried lance back to his back. The rope tightened as soon as he tied it, followed by the spare steel knife, and yelled.

But not at all Gamer responded to him, everyone was busy fighting.

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“Brother Pants, we are not going to play strange plots, there is no reward for turning back!”

When most Gamer were busy fighting against Samuel’s troops, NotWearingPants had climbed to the top of a building along a petrified bungalow, and then watched the battle that was not far away. After hearing Weeding’s shout, NotWearingPants shouted:

“You go to fight first, Weeding, I still want to take a screenshot, Old Xia is already on the plot! You see how fierce it is.”

“bang bang bang!”

Almost as soon as the words of NotWearingPants had fallen, the stone snake was using his tail section to constantly hit Sherlock where he stood.

The original ground has now been smashed into a huge pothole. From the perspective of NotWearingPants, there is no way to see the specific situation in the pothole, but it does not prevent him from taking a crazy screenshot.

The stone snake’s tail was raised high, and when it was about to smash it down again, it found that the tail section of the stone snake had a huge pit, and there were also continuous web-like cracks around it. Cracked.

“It looks like your head is stiffer than a stone.”

Samal stepped forward step by step, the light of mana condensed in his palm, a whole body of black long spear, the gun god with a circle of spirals, smeared bile on the vertex of the gun tip, gray death breath , Accompanied by the pace of Samer spread.

“You also funded the believers of the ancient gods? Let me guess what the reward is. They helped you find Rocky Lange’s legacy? Or open the gates of hell so that you can enter Underworld and the world?”

Sherlock squeezed his fist without panic, and continued:

“After the failure, start spreading literature and art in Winterfell City, to lure poor Andrew to help you find Rocky Langeme’s legacy?”

“Andrew? Is this the name of the superior Devil? Believing in Leviathan, the original sins of jealousy are all over him. Sometimes jealousy is the original sin of sin more than anger, and it is very easy to use.

Samer backhanded the long spear against his arm, and his each step was accompanied by gray ripples spreading on the ground.

“Originally I just needed to use Rocky Lange’s legacy, but you took the Rocky Lange’s legacy and I had to use Winterfell City’s Dungeon Core, so Winterfell City is now this It ’s your fault, vice-looking. “

“That’s really my pleasure.”

Sherlock said with a faint smile:

“Another evil that has been remembered and hated.”

“boom–!”

The stone serpent moved towards Sherlock slammed in, but Sherlock reached out his fist and moved towards the stone serpent with a fist.

Time seemed to stop at the moment when the fist came in contact with the serpent, and then there was a strong light burst out of energy. A continuous three-layer magic array appeared on Sherlock’s fist, which expanded in circles, and then there was a mana hurricane. Along the fist’s contact with the serpent, the whole body of the snake that swept the stone was swept up and down.

The stone serpent all split up and in pieces opened almost instantly, and among the spattering debris was a long spear of flashing Ray of Death.

The human body’s Samal held a long spear, breaking through the broken pieces of the serpent, and pointed the gun directly at Sherlock’s heart, but Sherlock Sherlock flickered away quickly, followed by continuous gunfire. Almost shrouded Sherlock’s body.

Sameer’s long spear weaves a set of death nets, and Sherlock is like a dancer dancing on the net, but the dance of death is not at all for how long, because Sherlock held the opportunity and hit his fist in Sa Maier’s face, and the whole person of Samai was twisted in an instant, smashed out by huge force, crashed into the petrified building, and dragged a long Long Gully.

“Has he been killed? Lord Sherlock?”

Bru asked eagerly.

“It’s not the feeling of being killed.”

Sherlock shook the head. He raised his fist. On his fist, the black liquid was corroding his skin and making a sound of zi zi zi.

“It’s tricky, Master Sherlock. We are just Dungeon who hasn’t started for half a year. We came up to challenge one of the 7 Devil’s Samael. This jump is too big. Will you die?”

Bru sounded very worried.

“It’s not so exaggerated. This is not the essence of Samuel. The energy of a Winterfell City Dungeon Core. There is no way to let Samuel pass through the gate of hell.”

Sherlock says:

“But it’s not too optimistic. You can only wait for reinforcements.”

“Reinforcement? Master Sherlock, do you still have a second hand?”

Bru’s voice had just fallen, and Samer, who had been blown out by Sherlock, had stood up in a ruin, his clothes had become worn, his face was almost flattened, and the whole His face was also strangely twisted, and on his back, a nearly abnormal bulge began to appear.

Then came the sound of a torn flesh, a flesh wing with only a few black feathers, taking the black liquid from his back and spilling it on the ground.

The meat wing provoked a few times, and Samael held his wings with one hand, moved his shoulders, and showed a sharp smile to Sherlock.