Horror Game: Sleeping during Live Broadcast at the Beginning

The white sniper appeared in a gloomy alley.

His body was replaced with a brand new black trench coat, and his hands trembled slightly.

"Terrible power, is it a guy with a strong body like Bill?"

Then.

Above his head, there was suddenly a mournful voice.

"Vulture, it's been a long time since I've seen you so embarrassed..." The

white sniper's face changed slightly, and he looked up.

I saw a man standing diagonally on the wall above my head.

It was dressed in a dark medieval aristocratic costume, and its dark red eyes glowed with a glow on its pale face.

The vulture quietly gripped the sniper rifle behind his back: "Nikolai..." Nikolai

is the top executioner of the British Kingdom, and his mental consciousness is heavily affected by the vampire executioner suit.

It has become that people are not like people, and ghosts are not like ghosts.

In the face of such a dangerous guy, even the vulture, who is also a top executioner, is very cautious.

"Don't strain old friend, I witnessed your battle with that Oriental boy. He is very strong, let's join forces to divide him first and then fight slowly..." Nikolai's

dark red eyes revealed greed, and the corners of his upturned mouth showed sharp teeth.

"Great idea." Vulture's eyes flickered.

Although the two cooperate on the surface, they both have ghosts in their hearts.

There is no credit between the executioners at all, only interests.

......

Tang Ping sat on a chair on the side of the street and opened the eye of the evil god.

The entire city became almost transparent, with countless data and characters constantly moving.

He soon found the plague doctor and Beigong Yan and others.

After a short pause, the search began again.

However, he spotted the slender weirdo in a black suit, and the other party also turned his head to look at him.

An extremely strange feeling emerged.

"You're a player too, right?"

Right at this moment.

An unfamiliar voice sounded.

Tang Ping immediately withdrew the Evil God Eye, only to find a strong black man looking at him with tense nerves.

The other party's attitude was completely different from the white sniper before, and Tang Ping nodded slightly.

"Yes."

The black man suddenly relaxed a little: "I know that I didn't guess wrong, you and NPCs are completely different."

"My name is Bill, a South African player, and I've cleared SS-rated dungeons twice."

For the other party who had cleared the SS-level copy twice, Tang Ping was slightly moved: "Huaxia Dragon Kingdom, Tang Ping." "

I've always yearned for ancient Huaxia, this copy..." Before

Bill's words were finished, Tang Ping and he suddenly looked grim.

Long black tentacles penetrated through the wall next to it.

Both of them reacted extremely quickly, and they dodged several meters away.

A tall, thin guy in a black suit appeared where they had just been.

"Teleport?" Tang Ping's face was a little solemn.

Except for the world controller doppelganger, the slender ghost in front of him exceeded all the opponents he had faced from the front.

Bill looked around and found countless faceless people approaching this way.

"It's not good, we may have been tricked again!"

At this time, Tang Ping also found that all his abilities had failed again.

Forcibly pulling people into dreams....

Bill, who already had two SS-level replica experiences, was calmer, and he grabbed Tang Ping: "Go, get out of here first!" The

two of them rushed out of the siege of the faceless man one after the other.

And the people and portraits they saw along the way had turned into thin ghosts.

The whole world even twisted and became more and more strange.

"This should be its domain, we must wake up as soon as possible, otherwise we will be lost here forever!!" Bill shouted at Tang Ping.

However, the two ran and ran, but Bill suddenly disappeared.

Tang Ping hid in a shopping mall, pinching his arm hard to try to wake up.

But apart from the pain, nothing changed.

Last time I was in the hospital, it was the same caregivers who woke themselves up.

It is very difficult to wake up on your own without resorting to external forces.

Then.

There were some strange noises in the mall.

All the humanoid models actually came to life and turned into slender ghosts.

Tang Ping immediately ran to the gate of the mall, only to find a slender ghost figure in a black suit standing at the door.

It grinned viciously, and countless black tentacles shot over like lightning.

"Wake up!!"

A loud shout came, and Tang Ping suddenly disappeared in place.

The slender ghost retracted those black tentacles, his face gloomy, and his cracked mouth slowly disappeared.

......

Tang Ping gasped and looked at Bill, who was grabbing his shoulder and shaking desperately: "Thank you..." Seeing

him wake up, Bill let go of his hand and stood up: "You can't stay here anymore, it's just a field just now, and soon its real body will rush over." The

two quickly left the place.

And as soon as they left on the front foot, Vulture and Nikolai came here.

"That rookie and Bill got together..."

"It's okay, we just happened to hunt that bear together, he's always been in the way."

"There are traces of the realm here, and they may have been attacked just now."

"Let's also be careful, the masters of SS-level copies are basically unsolvable existences..." A

tall and long shadow suddenly covered the two.

The conversation between the two suddenly came to an abrupt end.

Run!!

They are all top executioners, and you can hardly guess who is behind the situation.

However, before he ran a few steps, he was entangled by countless pitch-black tentacles.

An irresistible force dragged the two back.

The vulture struggled desperately and finally took off the black trench coat on his body.

His face was immediately relieved, and then he disappeared in place.

Seeing this, Nikolai also gritted his teeth and turned into a bat.

Flying out from countless pitch-black tentacles.

The prey fled one after another, and the slender ghost was obviously a little angry.

The speed of the tentacles suddenly increased, and like a whip, the bat that Nikolai transformed into flew far away.

The bat fell the ground and turned back into Nikolai, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The slender ghost figure came to it in an instant.

Its suit became a little messy, and countless wrinkles appeared on its bare face.

There was an extremely dangerous aura all over his body.

Nikolai's already incomparably pale face became even more pale.

A pitch-black coffin emerged from the ground, and it quickly burrowed in.

Countless pitch-black tentacles whipped over in the next moment, shaking the coffin.

But even so, it was still impossible to stop the coffin from sinking into the ground.

Not for a while.

The coffin disappeared completely.

At the same time, the slender ghost slowly disappeared in place.

......

At this time in a private clinic.

From time to time, there were screams.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

"Shh! Stop calling, social phobia is also a disease, if there is a disease, it must be cured!

"Don't worry, you'll be cured in the next moment..."