I heard that I’m super fierce - Chapter 129
Translator: NovelMultiverse | Editor: NovelMultiverse
As a believer in Buddhism, how can he save a Christian?
If Meng Shao had almost been out of high blood pressure at a young age before, he would almost have a cerebral hemorrhage now. The calm and self-sufficiency of the monk was long gone. He half-opened his mouth, staring at Lin You and then at the guy who was said to believe in God.
At first, when he first came into contact with the game, he didn’t know anything about the solitaire instance called “SCP Foundation.” Like many people, he learned it hastily after hearing that a relevant copy might be created.
The direct consequence is that he only remembered a few representative ones, such as SCP-682 and SCP-173. Everything else was a blur, but he can still think of it if you said something to him.
This one was an example.
He couldn’t remember the serial number. Meng Shao remembered that he was the son of Adam and Eve. He was trapped in the coffin after being killed by his brother and resurrected from time to time to vent his anger. Among the many SCPs contained by the Foundation, he was also one of the most powerful ones. All in all, if he fought him hand-to-hand, he would definitely lose.
Able had always enjoyed killing. When he realized that he had to find the fun, his initial anger had already faded. He looked at the prey nearby with interest, and the familiar smile that belonged to the hunter appeared on his face again. He bowed slightly, and an invisible crack appeared out of nowhere on the right hand side hanging down to his side. He put his fingers in and pulled out his usual dagger.
His aura alone was chilling and consciously hopeless of survival, the teammates’ trembling voices hesitated.
“Don’t panic, hold on,” Meng Shao swallowed too, and said with composure, “It’s not impossible.”
If he couldn’t find the other party’s flaws, he would start from himself—he survived in many instances to the present, and naturally, he also had his ability.
Meng Shao slowly let out a sigh of relief.
“I have another trick.”
He said that trying to stabilize the emotions of his teammates, “We can resist the outside damage to a certain extent—”
The teammates were shocked, “Master, is this the legendary golden bell?!”
Lin You: “…”
Meng Shao: “…”
“No, but it may be the same,” he cautiously guarded Able and Lin You standing behind him, “You just need to hide in the middle.”
He recited the difficult to pronounce Sanskrit text, and at almost the same moment, Able moved.
Meng Shao reacted quickly. He turned his head and ran, with fine beads of sweat coming out of his forehead. There were still limitations to his ability, some of which took effect immediately when he read it out, but some, like this one, it was necessary to read a whole paragraph.
“Don’t let him have the time to finish reading!” He heard the call from the other person who had probably guessed something, “Just interrupt him!”
Meng Shao slipped and almost fell into a faceplant.
…How many grudges and grievances!
But Able really listened, and a dangerous smile still remained at the corner of his mouth. His physical condition was no better than that of ordinary people’s, and the effort of just shaking his body came behind them. Meng Shao intuitively lowered his head and felt the cold wind from the blade blowing across his bare head.
In Meng Shao’s heart, he thanked the sixth sense feature of this profession—it gave him a few more seconds. He dodged from left to right, using a few tricks to avoid it! Although he barely missed it, the sleeves of his robes were sacrificed under Able’s blade and became rags, but they were still able to withstand it, which also aroused Able’s interest.
He seldom met such a role, and his shot inevitably got even worse. Meng Shao was hiding more and more embarrassedly, his mind was focused on sentence after sentence, but he had no face to accuse others of being too unpretentious in starting their actions—who made them opponents? He also aimed directly at overpowering ghosts in the beginning. The ghosts could go to each other, that is, they were at a disadvantage.
As the saying goes, virtue is one foot tall, and the devil is ten feet tall.
Meng Shao could finally be sure today that that woman was an out-and-out devil!!
The scriptures in his mouth were read intermittently, and from time to time he had to stumble to avoid Able’s slashing blows. He actually read it like this for most of the time. It happened that Able changed his tactics at this time, and he slashed his bald neck with a horizontal knife, and when the opponent was able to avoid it, he picked it up again. This unprepared fake action shocked Meng Shao. He dodged extremely reluctantly, and after waiting, it was easy to get a little distance away—
Meng Shao was stunned.
… Damn, where did he read to just now?
The next second, his neck felt cold, and his consciousness was so broken.
Meng Shao, four hours and twelve minutes after the start of the dungeon, died because he took too long reciting his skill and forgot the words.
Able didn’t stop his movements. Following this strength, he pressed the knife and cut the red rope on his wrist. The remaining two people were no better than the bald head in his opinion, and they simply didn’t pay attention to it at all. After just turning around, he wiped another person’s neck.
But at this moment, the only player who was still alive saw that the situation was wrong, and he directly raised his arm to protect his face and slammed into the glass window next to him!
With the sound of glass breaking, he flew down. Fortunately, this was the second floor, and the player who fell to the ground without any cushioning got up and ran. He rushed towards the open door, and Able still wanted to chase, but Lin You stopped him first.[Read this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at the “Novel Multiverse dot com” website @ novelmultiverse.com]
“Forget it,” she said, “You won’t be able to go.”
The enchantment zone was two-way. Players on the human side can come and go freely, but the ghosts had to squeeze out of the cracks destroyed by the talisman paper.
The seam that Lin You opened, she passed by carefully. With Able’s muscles and height of 1.9 meters, forget it.
Able hadn’t completely forgiven her yet. He still remembered the pitted coffin—thinking about that, he glanced at his sarcophagus again, but he turned his gaze away. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn’t even let out a word. He sneered and walked towards the rock with the lock hanging loosely without looking back. The door fell on exactly the same time.
Lin You thought that she might not be able to change her temper.
But she was quite curious about what he was going to say just now. Seeing that he wanted to talk, wouldn’t it have something to do with Cain?
Able didn’t give her a chance to ask, and the huge metamorphic rock disappeared in front of her in an instant—he returned to the picture book quickly.
“We don’t seem to be looking for anything,” the skull said in a speechless voice, “Or we…”
Lin You said: “Yes, let’s go.”
She was faintly aware when she was still in the hospital building, but nothing was obvious after she came out in person.
Compared to when she first entered the game, the sky at this time seemed to be a lot darker.
“I remember it saying that this instance will reincarnate between dusk and night.”
She also understood why the government chose these two time periods. Evening was the time when the demons met—probably it was also the reason why the instance was called “To Come Across Demons.” The night was always the most haunted time in horror movies.
“It looks like it’s coming soon?” Lin You muttered to herself, “I don’t know how it is different from the dusk—”
At this point, she suddenly went silent.
The sky became darker and darker, and when she walked to the street, Lin You also saw what was different.
Between the streets, there were a few vague shadows. With every minute of darkness, those shadows become clearer. Gradually, they separated out contours of different shapes.
Lin You guessed most of it.
It seemed that the evening hours were just an appetizer, and the real good show did not open until the evening. The ghosts may be far more active than they are now, and these increasingly clear figures were likely to be their predecessors.
It was a good opportunity…
Lin You stopped thinking, and the few shadows she was staring at seemed to have noticed, and they quickly scuttled away.
Now that a certain high monk who performed ceremonies was dead—
“How about,” she smiled, “Taking advantage of the midnight shift, shall we play with the ghosts?”
It was here to sincerely extend its deepest condolences to those on the other side.
In the northern enchantment area.
Outside the temple, a familiar scream came from afar: “Help!”
The people gathered in the enchantment area were all shocked. Most of the players who were assigned here went out to find tokens that could consolidate the enchantment area, and only a few of them were left to guard here.
According to their consensus, anyway, as long as the enchantment was still there and there were players on the human side, even if they won, there was no need to keep too many people here. It was better to maximize efficiency.
But the problem was also coming. Just like this, they didn’t know whether they were capable enough to help.
Fortunately, that person wasn’t really being chased by someone, but within half a minute he ran into the temple gate by himself, leaning on his knees and gasping for breath.
Some of these people recognized him, “Hey, didn’t you go out with that monk? Why are you the only one who came back?”
It’s okay if they didn’t ask, but it was even sadder to ask.
“Master—” the player cried out, “Master is dead!”
What the hell???
“To be out is to be out, and the meaning is well understood.”
As he spoke, he couldn’t help but feel that even if he escaped, his future would still be gloomy. Meng Shao was already the most outstanding person in this enchantment area, and even he was…
Someone also paled, but he still swallowed, trying to comfort him, “Let’s work together as hard as Master, and besides, didn’t you say that the big shot was also there? Nothing to be afraid—”
A voice interrupted him abruptly.
Everyone looked at him in amazement.
The player who managed to escape from the private hospital enchantment twitched his eyelids and continued on.
“It’s all rumors.”
He said sadly.
“The big she is from the ghost party. She personally sent the master out of the game.”
Everyone was silent.
Someone’s hand stopped in the air when they wanted to beckon him to sit down, someone slipped off the chair, and someone else—the one who was just comforting him—loosened his hand, and his glass fell to the ground and shattered.
After a long while, he yelled out the words everyone present wanted to yell.
“—This isn’t true!!”[Read this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at the “Novel Multiverse dot com” website @ novelmultiverse.com]