MTL - Weird Deep-sea Game, I Can Fish Without Limit-Chapter 247 The end of the eleventh cycle, the wasteland world

  Chapter 247 The Eleventh Cycle Ends, Wasteland World

  On the night of September 30th, in the basement of Windcastle, a place where moonlight cannot enter.

  Scattered flames burn, feeble lights pierce the flames and crush stones.

   "Boom."

  With a loud noise, the last stone pillar in the huge basement collapsed.

  The stone pillar hit the ground, breaking out countless bricks and stones, but amidst the thick dust that was raised, those bricks and stones did not fall to the ground.

  Under the faint orange-red firelight, they flew out of the dust that obscured the line of sight. They floated in the air and condensed in one place.

  It seemed to be squeezed by huge pressure, and the irregularly shaped broken stones were tightly squeezed together like a sponge.

  There are no gaps between them, even if the gaps in the masonry itself are not tight, they are constantly tightened under tremendous pressure.

  With the infinite increase of density, the properties of masonry are also changing.

  At this moment, the stone pillar that was originally as thick as a century-old tree has been squeezed into a sharp arrow that is only as thick as a thigh.

   And as soon as the sharp arrow took shape, it pierced towards the black shadow in front at an invisible speed.

   "Boom—"

   There was another sound of cracking, and the sharp arrow pierced the ground and set off explosive stones.

   Li Feng, who had just dodged the sharp arrow, turned around reluctantly, letting a sharp stone that stabbed at his back brush across his chest.

   "Stab!"

  The sound of clothes and flesh being torn apart sounded in my ears, and the smell of blood that could be smelled in my nasal cavity became stronger in an instant.

   But even so, Li Feng had no time to look down at the injury.

  At this time, the whistling sound of the whistle-like wind came again, and another sharp arrow of bricks and stones that was compressed to an extremely high density came before the eyes.

   And behind this sharp arrow, in the dark ruins, there are more than a dozen such sharp arrows.

  They are all the same as the two sharp arrows just now. Although they are made of bricks and stones, they have been changed by people through the power of Godhead.

   "You have only one ending, why bother resisting?"

   Disdainful laughter sounded from a little distance away, it was Penrose Fell.

  Although it took only a day to obtain half of the godhead, he had already mastered the use of the power of the godhead to gather materials on the spot during the battle.

   Then by changing the power of the law, let these materials become your best weapons.

  And he himself just stood there, like a real god, without even moving a finger, he could send down divine punishment with just his thoughts, create terrifying scenes, and punish mortals.

   "Cough."

   On the other side, Xia in the young dragon state was forced to a corner, and she couldn't help coughing because of the injury, a stream of blood overflowed from her mouth.

  A fourth-rank and seventh-rank spellweaver, and as an ancient and powerful extraordinary race, even if she is one-on-one, she will definitely not be weaker than the fifth-rank Penrose Fell.

   It's a pity that Penrose Fell got half of the godhead and gained the power of a god.

   As far as the moment is concerned, the strength between them is indeed like clouds and mud.

  Enduring the severe pain all over her body, Xia narrowed her golden vertical pupils. She knew that let alone revenge, she was lucky to leave alive today.

   It's just, how can she and Li Feng leave when they are absolutely suppressed and can barely save their lives.

  While thinking about it in her heart, Xia found that at this moment, in the dark basement that was completely ruined, the sharp arrows made of bricks and stones stopped slightly, and the whistling wind also stopped.

   Not knowing how Li Feng was doing, Xi Ya immediately took the opportunity to catch her breath and looked towards the other side of the basement.

  In the battle just now, they were exhausted to save their lives, and they had been separated to both sides of the basement by those brick and stone sharp arrows.

   At the same time, she found that Penrose Fell seemed to be asking something, so she stopped attacking.

  On the broken bricks and stones all over the ground, Penrose Fair's figure flickered a few times, and he passed through the broken wall in the blink of an eye. His figure disappeared on the other side of the basement, which was in the direction of Li Feng.

   On the other side, Li Feng supported the stone wall beside him, which were the four walls at the edge of the basement, and now, only these four walls are still standing.

  Wiping off the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, Li Feng was more or less satisfied, because now he finally saw another ability that half a godhead can bring.

  Before, Marthas demonstrated for him that half a godhead can make the body heal itself. Even if it is hit by a bullet from a fifth-level transcendent, the wound that explodes will heal instantly.

  And now, Penrose Fell demonstrated for him how half a godhead can tamper with the laws of the surrounding things and change their character.

   Even rough bricks and stones can be transformed into sharp arrows that are as tight as fine steel.

  A person with a half-godhead only needs to use his mind to control it, and there is no need to prepare and hold rituals of one kind or another like ordinary superhumans.

  Don't care about the severe pain all over his body, Li Feng is satisfied in his heart, the simplest usage of half of the godhead can do this, it really fits his cognition of the godhead in his heart.

  If there is not much difference between a person with a godhead and a high-level transcendent, or if they cannot completely crush, Li Feng feels that he will be disappointed in the system.

   After all, in the exchange store of second-level players, a godhead needs 200 contribution points.

   There is no difference between clouds and mud, so the 200 points are not a loss.

   But having said that, Li Feng also knows that for him, 200 contribution points are not required to obtain the godhead.

   As for now...

  Looking at the cycle countdown interface of the system in front of him, it was less than two minutes before the end of the eleventh cycle.

   "Say, where is the other half of Godhead?"

   But in a trance, Penrose Fell appeared five steps away from Li Feng, his thick voice came with coercion.

   "The other half of the godhead... What's the use of getting the godhead?"

   Facing Penrose Fell, Li Feng easily supported the wall with one hand, and only asked with a smile.

  Seeing Li Feng's attitude and his rhetorical question at first glance, Penrose Fair frowned, feeling angry in his heart.

   But his anger was only for a moment, and then he sneered:

   "I admit, you are very strong, you actually lied to me for so long in Wind's Rest under my nose."

  Penrose Fell said indifferently:

   "But that was in the past, now I know your origin, and I have the same identity and purpose as you, and I still have a godhead that you don't have.

  But now that this is the time, you still ask me what is the use of obtaining the godhead? Don't you think it's too hypocritical? "

   "Oh yes, that's right."

   Enduring the pain, Li Feng smiled and nodded:

   "Then what are your plans? The king already knows that you will soon be the public enemy of the endless sea. Are you going to use your godhead to fight against the entire endless sea?"

   In order to delay the time, Li Feng certainly wouldn't speak clearly all at once.

  Penrose Fell, who thought the outcome was decided, didn't care about time at all, and when he heard Li Feng mention the king, he admitted that he was interested.

   "King? What does the old man know?"

  Seeing what Penrose Fell cared about, he really succeeded in leading the topic and delaying the time, Li Fengxing laughed at himself again fortunately:

   "Lanis is the king's man, he is now in your office, looking for the list you have placed in the royal city.

  I think it won't be long before the king will use this to make trouble. "

   "Lanis? Huh!"

   I was a little surprised, but Penrose Fell still shook his head and said with a smile:

   "Sure enough, he does have a problem, but so what?

  You have also seen that even if I only have half a godhead, and I am in such a claustrophobic basement, I can force you and the giant dragon, two high-level transcendents, to the point where I have no power to fight back.

   It's all over now, do you think I'm still afraid of that old thing? Are you still afraid of those big forces? "

   Penrose Fell took a step forward as he spoke. Although he was smiling, there was cruelty in his heart, but he was also puzzled.

  He doesn't think Li Feng is a person who can't figure out this level.

  ‘This kid has always been very smart, but why does he mention these nonsense things now? '

  The crushed stones under his feet crackled, and suddenly, Penrose Fell understood, he widened his eyes and said angrily:

   "You're stalling!"

   Penrose Fell was suddenly stunned. At first, Li Feng told him about Jory, and now, he told him about Lannis.

   These things Penrose Fell really care about, but for him now, these things are far less important than godhead and mission.

  But Li Feng, who is also a player and understands what is more important, mentioned one by one, not to distract him, but to delay time.

   Suddenly realizing this, Penrose Fell was filled with anger.

  His emotions at this moment far surpassed that he knew that Jory was actually his son, and that the king had placed Lannis beside him.

  Although he still doesn't know why Li Feng procrastinated for a while longer, Penrose Fell knew that he had to teach this kid a lesson now.

  In Shaoguang's basement, when Penrose Fair's thoughts and voice just came out, a brick and stone sharp arrow that had been lurking behind Li Feng suddenly shot out.

  Just now, Penrose Fell stopped asking about the whereabouts of Li Feng's divinity, but with his heart, how could he really stop?

  That was just planning for the next more powerful attack.

   Moreover, the difference in strength brought about by having or not having a godhead made it impossible for Li Feng to discover the means to lurk behind him.

  The speed seemed to be faster than the speed of sound, and before the sound of the sharp arrow piercing the air could reach Li Feng's ears, Li Feng felt a pain in his lower back.

  The next moment, he only felt the weight of a thousand catties falling on his abdomen, looked down, and sure enough, the extremely dense arrow of bricks and stones had penetrated his body.

   "You're stalling, but do you think I care?"

   One blow hit, but it was not fatal, Penrose Fell's contemptuous and lofty voice sounded.

   And Li Feng just looked down at the sharp arrow piercing his abdomen, then raised his eyes to Penrose Fell, smiled faintly, pointing to the wound and the sharp arrow:

   "Then you think I will care?"

   Li Feng really doesn't care, because the countdown on his system interface has ended at this time.

  A system prompt will appear:

  【The eleventh cycle ends, all players return to the player world, and the twelfth cycle begins. 】

  …

  Late at night, under the dim moonlight, the yellow sand that is scorching daylight is only a piece of darkness.

  In a place near the wasteland camp, X suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and he smuggled back to his own game world from the endless sea.

  Suddenly appeared on the sand, and there were two more footprints in the yellow sand under X's feet.

   But the footprints are not deep, because the yellow sand is very shallow, only a few centimeters thick, and under the yellow sand is endless rusty soil.

  The rust soil is orange-red and orange-red, except for the unlucky thorn grass, no plants can grow.

  This is the game world that Stowaway X traveled into, a truly post-war and post-disaster wasteland world.

  Looked up at the dark sky, it was about 12 midnight.

  In the night sky, the big and broken moon is still hanging high. As a satellite, the rotten moon has long deviated from its orbit, and now people call it a falling moon.

  Some people say that sooner or later the falling moon will actually fall, ending the rust and ending the whole world.

  Looking at the time, X made a nasty gesture to Zhuiyue, then retracted his gaze, and walked towards the dimly lit place a little further away, which was the camp of their players.

   Survival in the wasteland world is difficult. If you want to survive, you can only enter a few cities.

   Joining gangs, plundering and looting resources are even more essential.

  Under this condition, after years of years, players after players, and countless battles and mergers.

  The players finally formed a player organization to survive in this world as an organization of "our own people".

   But like game advice, all gifts come with a price.

   Players organize themselves on a large scale, which is indeed conducive to their survival in the wasteland world.

   And the fact is the same, the player organization has controlled the world, but the price also comes with it.

   It's like the increasingly harsh natural climate, or the falling moon that weighs on the top of your head.

  If this situation continues, no one knows when, not to mention the cities, bases, and materials controlled by the player organization, even the entire world will be destroyed in an instant.

   Walked a few more steps, a faint light came from ahead, illuminating the cold yellow sand under his feet, and X approached the camp.

  Because of what he experienced in the Endless Sea, he felt irritable and heavy.

   What annoyed him even more was that as he got closer to the camp, he heard annoying crying again.

  These cries came from the natives locked in cages in the camp.

  When I was cursing my mother in my heart, in the dark night, suddenly, a beam of strong light from a flashlight shone on X's face. It was a camp guard.

   stopped, X and the two guards verified their identities.

   Seeing that it was really X who came back, the two new Level 1 player guards immediately stood at attention, they moved away full of reverence, and invited X to enter.

  Just as he walked into the dimly lit camp, seeing that it was X, the crying of the natives in the cage stopped abruptly.

  The weak light illuminated their faces. At this moment, the natives covered their mouths in fear, trembling and dared not make any sound.

   Rusty soil cannot grow crops, has no food, and cannot raise livestock. Therefore, if players want to survive, the easiest way for players in this world is to eat their own kind.

  For players, the natives of this world are free and cheap lunch.

  They believe that in such a world, the natives will die sooner or later. Instead of exposing their corpses to the wilderness, shriveled and rotting, it is better to use waste and let their own people live.

   Anxiously looking at the natives who were afraid of him, X felt an unknown fire in his heart.

  As a player who leads a team to collect "rations" outside the city, X has a terrifying reputation among those natives.

  For the surviving natives, although they don't understand X's identity, they don't understand why X has those abilities.

  But X's cruel deeds have long been widely spread in this vast rusty soil.

  The natives are afraid of him, and besides the natives, the players from the same world are also afraid of X.

  But unlike the natives, the fear of the players is also full of reverence, just like the two camp guards.

  Here, X is a second-level player who is already powerful.

   And his S-level signing talent is an extremely advantageous talent, which makes him even more powerful in terms of strength.

  Players always respect strength, but for these players, in the game world, there is a falling moon in the sky, rusty soil in the ground, and the world may perish at any time.

   What's even more ironic is that not only the game world, but even the other side's native player world has long since been destroyed.

  The two worlds that the players have traveled through and returned to can no longer be saved by conventional means.

   Complete destruction may be tomorrow.

  So for players who travel through these two worlds, the most realistic expectation is that someone will be upgraded to a third-level player.

   Only by becoming a third-level player, possessing the power of a godhead, manipulating nature, and changing the laws, can these two wasteland worlds be fundamentally saved, and all players will be brought back to life.

  As for the falling moon in the sky in the game world, it is said that after obtaining the godhead and becoming a third-level player, the contribution degree is exchanged for the godhead fusion degree.

   Then as long as the degree of godhead fusion is raised to more than 800 points, it can prevent the moon from destroying the world.

  But only second-level players can upgrade to third-level players. Therefore, players who have traveled through these two lives put all their hopes on the current second-level players.

  As a powerful second-level player X, he became one of the characters that other players gave hope to.

  The vast number of first-level players fear him, respect him, and obey him.

   Among the second-level players at the same level, because of their talent and strength, all resources will give priority to him.

But.

  The piercing night wind whizzed by, rolling up bursts of yellow sand, revealing the endless rusty soil under the yellow sand.

  X didn't walk into his one-person tent, and didn't pay attention to those first-level players who flattered and feared him.

  He only looked into the distance, thinking in his heart.

  If these people know, he has lost the core of the second-level player - the core of the earth, and it will be difficult to become a third-level player.

   And not only that, he was also controlled by an organization in a lower world.

   This matter is really going to spread, what will happen then.

  Gritting his back teeth secretly, X sorted out his experience when he encountered the cocoon of the lava lord in the basement of the castle in the endless sea, and made up his mind.

  He is going to go to the Harvest Alliance again, and then to Tanlang to add another deal.

  (end of this chapter)