MTL - As An Immortal, I Had To Pretend To Be A Vampire-Chapter 693 Guess the game

  Chapter 693 Let's guess the game

  When the battle finally came to an end, Peng Jie breathed a sigh of relief, and even the annoying noise in the air seemed to become more pleasant.

  He looked around, not a single piece of sand in the arena was complete, there were pitted battle marks everywhere, full of gunpowder smoke.

   This was left when Fang Cheng fought Dracula, but the whole process ended in less than a few minutes.

  Peng Jie never imagined that the strongest and most famous vampire in the world would be killed in just a few minutes one day.

  Even the strongest in the Human Revolutionary League can't do this at all.

  This idea made Peng Jie feel that the times had changed, and he couldn't help raising his eyes to look forward, and his eyes fell on Fang Cheng's tall and straight figure.

   This guy is already the strongest in the world.

  Fang Cheng felt Peng Jie's meaningful gaze, but he didn't look back, but looked down at Dracula lying on the ground.

  Dracula's hair was messy and stuck to his forehead, his face was pale, and his clothes were as dirty as a beggar's, ragged and torn.

  Based on his personality, he would never allow himself to appear in such a distressed image.

  Unfortunately, there was a huge wound on his chest that ran through his body, hindering his movements. Several attempts to tidy up his hair failed, and he had to give up in the end.

  For this enemy who finally faced death calmly, Fang Cheng did not give any humiliation, but went all out to defeat him in a short time.

   But it was Isis who made up the last blow. As a vampire, she did real damage to Dracula, who is also a vampire.

   "Ahem..."

Dracula coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood weakly, looked at Fang Cheng, and said with the last of his strength: "If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight...you have won everyone and ascended to the throne...the responsibility to fight against evil gods... It's up to you."

  Fang Cheng said lightly: "I've been on their blacklist long ago, so you don't need to remind me."

   "Then... I hope you can... win..."

  Dracula's voice gradually weakened, his eyes gradually became silent, his whole body became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body began to disintegrate.

   In the blink of an eye, his whole body fell apart, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.

  Fang Cheng squatted down, put his hand deep into the blood, and the familiar warmth flowed into his body along his fingertips.

  [Draining energy...]

  [Life+243]

  [Puncture Grand Duke+1]

  [Shadow Avatar +1]

  [Blood Pact+1]

  Three abilities, Grand Duke Piercing comes from the legend of Dracula, which can deter the enemy and summon terrifying wooden stakes to pierce the enemy's back door.

  Shadow incarnation is to turn yourself into a shadow, immune to most attacks, and can also drag enemies into the shadow world.

  The blood contract is when Dracula was still alive, after signing a contract with the devil, he obtained power from blood.

  This ability is almost the same as Isis' blood source ability in terms of effect.

  The three abilities are very powerful, but to Fang Cheng today, they are no longer attractive, and can only be thrown into the system as a collection.

  Even life was only given 243, it would be better to give Isis nearly 300 lives when he faked his death.

  However, Fang Cheng's own strength is too high now, and the amount of life absorbed from these monsters is also greatly reduced. The B-level can no longer absorb a little life.

  After absorbing life and power, the pool of blood on the ground disappeared completely, leaving no traces.

  Fang Cheng stood up and asked Isis who was standing beside him, "Will Dracula feign death like you?"

  Isis smiled: "If he has the ability to escape by feigning death in front of us, then he won't have to end up like this now."

  Fang Cheng nodded, feeling that what she said made sense.

  Peng Jie came up and asked, "Have you dealt with the other two?"

  Isis glanced at him: "Ghost Rider should be sacrificed."

  Fang Cheng also said: "Oufei also blew himself up. These apocalypse knights are all idiots. They would rather blew themselves up than let me touch them."

   As soon as he finished speaking, he found Isis and Peng Jie staring at him in surprise.

  Fang Cheng realized that he had made a slip of the tongue: "I said touch means..."

   "No need to explain."

  Isis interrupted him, and said with a smile, "Forget about Oufei. I didn't expect you to be able to do the same with the other two men. The taste is a bit heavy."

  Fang Cheng: "..."

  He turned his head to look at Peng Jie, only to find that Peng Jie crossed his arms and stepped back half a step.

  Fang Cheng said angrily: "What good things are you thinking of? Even if I have a problem with my sexual orientation, I won't go after you, a mummy."

Peng Jie suddenly became upset: "What do you mean by that? Let me tell you, I am the first record holder in China for the number of times I was approached by **** guys. When **** guys saw me, their eyes lit up and they drooled... "

   "Okay, now you have a nice ass."

  Fang Cheng interrupted him: "Is your Wulei Suppressing Evil Talisman useless?"

  Peng Jie immediately warned: "What are you going to do?"

   "Give it back to me if it's useless."

   "Wait a minute, didn't you give it to me?"

   "Who stipulated that once you send it, you can't get it back?"

   "Damn, I've never seen someone as brazen as you."

  Isis had to interrupt the argument between the two: "Have you forgotten that the matter is not over yet?"

  Fang Cheng and Peng Jie looked at each other. Indeed, they are still in the arena.

  Fang Cheng took the two of them together and gathered the rest of the people who were scattered.

  Eve silently stood behind Isis, and Selina and Catherine rushed to Fang Cheng's side, and then looked at Isis with vaguely hostile eyes.

  It's not that they don't know the identity of Isis, but Isis's appearance and strength are destined to be a strong competitor.

   As for the frigidity of Isis as a vampire, they subconsciously left it behind.

  Even Selina, a vampire, wanted to strip herself naked and send her to Fang Cheng's bed to judge others by herself, so she naturally felt suspicious of Isis.

   Others looked at Fang Cheng with fanaticism and admiration. After solving all the enemies, Fang Cheng would undoubtedly become the king of the undead.

  Being the well-deserved leader of all the undead, these subordinates are naturally honored.

  Even the three Imhotep, who are relatively independent, have to admit at this moment that Fang Cheng does have the strength and potential to become their leader.

  But such a group of people gathered together, most of them are Fang Cheng's subordinates, Peng Jie and Isis have no intention of competing with Fang Cheng, but the arena still hasn't disappeared.

  The figures of the audience in the clouds in the sky are still cheering and applauding, as if they are urging them to continue to present a wonderful battle.

   "Haven't all the enemies been dealt with?"

  The headless horseman raised his head: "Do you want all of us to fight again?"

  Fang Cheng thought about it, and suddenly understood.

  Oufei, Dracula, and Ghost Rider are their enemies, but for the arena, they are all competitors.

  Although Fang Cheng's enemies have been dealt with, the arena will not obey his position, only the one who can stand at the end is the winner.

   Now, there are a total of sixteen survivors, and it is not yet time to decide the winner.

  There are many smart people present, and Fang Cheng is not the only one who has figured this out.

   As a result, the first person knelt down on one knee to Fang Cheng.

  The rest of the people were taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized, they all knelt down on one knee, including the three of Imhotep.

  Finally, only Fang Cheng, Isis, and Peng Jie were left standing.

  Seeing Fang Cheng's gaze, Peng Jie shouted directly: "The man has gold under his knees, don't even think about it!"

  Although he was sent by the Human Revolutionary Federation headquarters to help Fang Cheng, he was not interested in the King of the Undead.

  But it doesn't mean he can put aside his face and kneel to Fang Cheng, it's too embarrassing.

  Fang Cheng only said one sentence: "Do me a favor, I don't want the Wulei Town Evil Talisman."

   "That was originally my thing."

   Having said that, Peng Jie finally knelt down reluctantly.

   Fortunately, he was kneeling on one knee. If he was kneeling on both knees, the Wulei Suppressing Evil Spirit Talisman would definitely not work.

   Need two more.

   In the end only Isis was left.

  Isis’s ruby-like eyes carried a slight smile: “You want me to kneel down too?”

  Fang Cheng had a calm demeanor: "Everyone is kneeling, you can't fit in like this."

  Isis asked back: "Then why don't you kneel?"

  Fang Cheng said to himself: "Who dares to make me kneel?"

  With his current strength, unless the evil **** himself descends, no one in the whole world can be his opponent.

  Who dares to make him kneel down?

  Isis was speechless, silent for a few seconds, and then slowly said: "If you want me to surrender, show your strength."

  Fang Cheng glanced at his level, level 185.

   Another glance at the level of Isis, level 125.

  The difference is a full sixty levels.

  Fang Cheng thought for a while, and said: "Let's guess the punch, three out of five rounds, if you can beat me, you don't have to kneel down."

  Isis was slightly taken aback, looked into Fang Cheng's eyes, and found that he was not joking, and his eyes were full of seriousness.

"Can."

  Isis agreed to the proposal.

  The jaws of the people around them almost dropped to the ground.

  On such a serious occasion, the childish game of guessing the fist is actually used to decide the outcome, and Isis actually agreed.

   But this is where the two are the strongest. Of course they say what they say. Even if they spit in the competition, no one dares to object.

  Amid the bewildered eyes of everyone, Fang Cheng and Isis put one hand behind their backs at the same time.

  Isis thought that Fang Cheng had given up trying to make him kneel, so he used guessing fist as an excuse.

   After all, her idealism range is one hundred meters, within this range, she is as powerful as a god.

   It is easy to figure out Fang Cheng's punch.

   But when Isis began to perceive, he realized how wrong he was.

  Her perception is completely disturbed.

  Fang Cheng's whole body seems to be like a strong magnetic field, completely repelling Isis's idealism, and he can't even get close.

  In this case, unless you go around behind him, there is no way to know in advance what punch he will throw.

  Fang Cheng smiled and said, "Let's begin."

  Isis nodded slightly.

   Both sides punched at the same time, Isis punched scissors, and Fang Cheng punched.

  Be the first to win the next round.

  In the second round, the two sides punched again, this time Isis punched paper, and Fang Cheng punched scissors.

  Win the second round.

  In the third round, both sides punched again, Isis used scissors again, but Fang Cheng used his fists.

   Win three games in a row.

  Isis's heart trembled, she was very confident in her luck.

  Fang Cheng was able to win three games in a row, not because of luck or coincidence, but because he could predict what Isis would do in advance.

  This means that Fang Cheng's strength is already far above Isis. While shielding idealism, he can also unconsciously predict her actions.

  Isis understood that Fang Cheng's idea of ​​guessing fists was not to give up his attempt to make himself kneel, but to show his strength in this simple way.

  By the way, give her a little step down.

  After all, being willing to gamble and admit defeat and being forced to kneel down are two different things.

  The corner of Isis's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a thrilling smile: "I lost."

   After admitting defeat, Isis knelt down on one knee slowly to Fang Cheng, lowered his head, and expressed his surrender.

   So far, Fang Cheng is the only one standing in the entire arena, and all competitors have surrendered to him.

  The surrounding environment suddenly changed, and the originally incomparably vast arena returned to its original appearance in an instant.

  A ring-shaped high wall appeared all around, and the silhouettes of countless spectators in the auditorium above were still cheering.

  On the balcony in the middle, the figure on the throne also sat up a little bit, looking down at Fang Cheng.

  Fang Cheng circled around and found that not only the arena had returned, but also the avatar he sent out to find his mother's right leg, holding a crystal clear thigh in his hand.

   But this time is not the time to merge with the mother's body, because a long staircase has descended from the balcony, directly in front of Fang Cheng.

  The people around Fang Cheng became a little excited, because they were about to witness history.

  During the two hundred years since the appearance of supernatural powers, the kingdom of the undead has also been opened twice.

   Finally someone won the competition and will soon become the king of the undead.

  Fortunately, Isis has surrendered, and the rest are Fang Cheng's subordinates who have modified their thinking with the dark consciousness.

   Otherwise, this scene alone would be enough to make people crazy, and it won't be so smooth now.

  Fang Cheng did his part, stepped up the steps, and walked up to the terrace.

  Every step he took, the cheers in the audience became more enthusiastic, as if he was using this method to welcome the birth of the new king.

  When Fang Cheng walked to the terrace, the figure on the throne stood up and faced him.

  Looking closely, Fang Cheng realized that the silhouette of this figure was very similar to his own, with exactly the same height, short, fat and thin.

  However, when it first appeared, it was clearly not so similar.

   While Fang Cheng was thinking, the figure stretched out his hand to him, with the palm open.

  Three beams of light descended from the sky and fell into the palm of its hand.

  The light disappeared, and the three guide stones were suspended in the palm of the hand, rotating slowly.

   This scene confirmed Fang Cheng's previous guess.

  These three guide stones are most likely fragments of the mother's consciousness. Unfortunately, they lack soul and are just pure spiritual energy.

  Fang Cheng also stretched out his hand and took the three guide stones from the opponent.

  The moment they received it, a burst of strong light suddenly appeared from the three guide stones, flooding the entire arena.

  Fang Cheng felt a familiar warm current pouring into his body from the finger that touched the sphere. This warm current was unprecedentedly strong, even a little hot.

  Two lines of prompts instantly appeared on the retina.

  [Draining energy...]

  [King of the Undead+1]

  The white glare filled the sight, and it returned to darkness after a while.

  Fang Cheng felt his body sank, as if his whole body fell into the water, and soon lost all senses.

   Having already had an experience, he didn't panic and waited patiently.

   It didn't take long for the darkness to fade and the light to reappear.

  Fang Cheng once again possessed his mother, observing her memory with the first sight.

   This time, he was in the cockpit of the spacecraft. Through the observation window, he could see the dark and deep ocean outside.

  This scene reminded Fang Cheng of the memory picture he saw when he absorbed his mother's left leg. In the end, his mother drove the spaceship and rushed into the ocean.

   Now it is connected to the previous memory.

  However, when absorbing the body, the memory picture is viewed by a third person, but when it becomes the Lord of Monsters and the King of the Undead, it is viewed from the first perspective.

  It creates a great sense of immersion, empathy for the mother's experience.

  The spaceship continued to go deep into the sea, the sun was no longer shining, and the surroundings were pitch black.

  However, on the detector of the spacecraft, they can see the surrounding geographical conditions, and see that the spacecraft is approaching the bottom of the sea at an extremely fast speed.

  After arriving at the bottom of the sea, the spacecraft stopped, and two extremely bright searchlights with a large range were shot out from its head.

  A huge seabed crack suddenly appeared in front of Fang Cheng.

  This crack is like a cracked wound on the earth. It is so deep that even searchlights cannot shine into it.

  Mother controls the spacecraft and sinks into the crack.

  There are cliffs on both sides of the crack, jagged rocks, and countless strange underwater creatures swimming in the water. Fang Cheng suddenly thought that he had come to a different world.

   After going deep into the space for an unknown amount of time, the spaceship suddenly stopped.

  Mother stood in the cab, observing the situation outside through the viewing window, silent.

   But Fang Cheng was so shocked that he almost stopped breathing.

  Because outside the observation window, it turned out to be a door.

  A door standing in the crack, round in shape, with a dim circle of light on the edge of the door, which seems to be extinguished at any time.

  The inside of the door is like a black hole, and you can't see your fingers. If you look a few more times, it seems that you will be pulled in by this black hole.

  Under the seabed of the earth, there is actually a door hidden. This discovery made Fang Cheng's scalp tingle.

  Because this door is exactly the same as the door opened by the evil god's consciousness fragments trying to sacrifice the sea of ​​corpses in the subspace.

   This means that this door is connected to the area where the evil gods are located.

   Now that there is no one to stop it, will the evil **** descend from this door?

  Fang Cheng doesn't think that the pressure and environment of the seabed can stop the evil god.

  The shocking discovery made Fang Cheng feel anxious, but he soon realized that he was not in reality now.

   Instead, he was looking at a memory that was at least two hundred years ago.

  Mother came to the earth two hundred years ago, and she found this door in the bottom of the sea.

   And the evil **** didn't seem to come through this door two hundred years ago, has the mother destroyed this door?

   This thought made Fang Cheng heave a sigh of relief, but soon he remembered another thing.

  About ten years ago, an evil **** appeared in the South China Sea, and was finally blasted back by the headquarters of the Human Revolutionary Federation with a dozen high-yield hydrogen bombs.

   And the location where the mother dived into the bottom of the sea happens to be in the South China Sea.

   In other words, the mother did not really destroy the door, and there will be evil spirits running out through the door.

   When Fang Cheng felt uneasy in his heart, there was a sudden movement at the door in front of him.

  He widened his eyes in surprise, staring at the door.

   And the memory ends here.

  Fang Cheng: "..."

  Damn, did I make a mistake, my pants are all off.

  Fang Cheng cursed, his consciousness quickly fell into darkness, and it took an unknown amount of time before he returned to his body.

  Bursts of cheers brought him back to his senses.

  The glaring white light had disappeared, and Fang Cheng stood in front of the throne, watching the silhouette of the figure in front of him slowly disappear, leaving only an empty throne.

  Fang Cheng sat down on the throne without hesitation.

  The cheers in the auditorium reached an unprecedented height, as if they were going to burst the eardrums.

  Down below, everyone was looking up at Fang Cheng who was sitting on the throne.

  Except for Peng Jie, everyone else had a special feeling for Fang Cheng.

   This is a submissive force that cannot produce any resistance.

   Just like in the legend, when a king is born, every undead will become his most loyal servant.

  Even Isis, a powerful disaster-level vampire, is no exception.

  Only Fang Cheng himself does not think it is such a proud thing to be the king of the undead.

  He even felt that the throne was a bit awkward and uncomfortable to sit on.

  So he stood up, and with a wave of his hand, all the cheers in the auditorium disappeared, and the densely packed figures disappeared.

   With another wave of his hand, the arena disappeared, and he returned to the hall full of death.

  Fang Cheng was dissatisfied with the atmosphere of this hall, no one stipulated that the undead had to look eerie.

  He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and all the horrible and **** murals and statues around him turned into anime characters with bright colors.

  Everyone stared blankly at the hall where the atmosphere had changed drastically, and a thought emerged in their hearts at the same time.

   Is our king a two-thorn ape?

   This is outrageous.

  Fang Cheng ignored their strange gazes and clapped his hands: "Come here, all of you. According to what I said before, after the battle is over, I will give you back your freedom."

  Selina thumped and knelt down, her voice was anxious, like a puppy about to be abandoned: "King, please let me continue to follow you."

  Catherine was not far behind, and the three of Imhotep looked at each other and hurriedly knelt down.

  Originally, their surrender to Fang Cheng was only because of the dark consciousness, not real surrender.

   But now Fang Cheng has become the king of the undead, the leader of all the undead.

   Such a big golden thigh, if you don't hug it now, when will you wait?

  Plopping, plopping, kneeling down, and finally Isis and Peng Jie were left without kneeling.

  Peng Jie just sat down on the ground, anyway, the next thing has nothing to do with him.

  Because his power comes from the earth itself, it has nothing to do with the power of his mother, and is not affected by the king of the undead.

  Isis looked at Fang Cheng: "Don't you still want me to kneel down?"

"up to you."

  Fang Cheng looked at everyone kneeling on the ground: "I am an honest person, and I will do what I say. If I say I will give you freedom, I will give you freedom. There is no need to talk nonsense."

  Everyone is complaining silently in their hearts, you are now the king of the undead, and you can still give orders to us after dispelling the dark consciousness.

   Thanks: Zifeng, Wuyan, heartbroken, W.,, I am your next door Lao Wang, a reward from Taipei Anran! (*^▽^*)

  

  

  (end of this chapter)