Chapter 533

Seeing Tang Ming's complete death, and even the corpse being swept away by the Baimu vine tree as fertilizer, Song Jian's face suddenly showed a look of relief.

"It's finally over, making skeleton warriors out of players' corpses is simply perverted!" Song Jian let out a sigh of relief;

At this moment, Song Jian suddenly received a system prompt, and his face changed greatly;

System: You have killed a member of the Reaper’s Scythe organization, and the relationship with the Reaper’s Scythe organization has dropped to hatred. The Reaper’s Scythe will send killers to hunt you down. You must resist the opponent’s pursuit three times before the other party will temporarily give up on you. 's pursuit!

"How could this be, what kind of organization is this Death Scythe?" Song Jian frowned;

There are various forces in the game. Song Jian had contact with a force called the "101 Gathering Ground" before, and killed several militiamen who entered the Doomsday City from the 101 gathering ground. As a result, he took on the grudge with this force , and even nearly died at the hands of the people in the 101 gathering place because of this reason;

However, even if the militiamen in the 101 gathering place were killed that time, they did not directly issue a system chase prompt like this time, and they had to resist three assassinations before it was temporarily over.

"It is estimated that in these three assassinations, the strength of the killers will be higher each time. If all three times fail, then it will be judged that my strength exceeds their estimates, and if I continue to hunt down, it will cause damage to the interests of the organization. Therefore, The chase is over for the time being!" A wry smile appeared on Song Jian's face, and he shook his head;

If he is now in the city of doomsday, in his manor castle, even if this organization called Reaper's Scythe sends a killer with first-order combat power, Song Jian is confident to kill him.

But at this time Song Jian was in the wilderness. On the way to the Shadowfang Mountains, once he was hunted down, he could only rely on his own strength, which was a bit tricky.

Song Jian glanced around, the town was almost destroyed by the battle, only a few remote buildings were left intact, and almost all the rest had been razed to the ground;

Glancing at the hundred-eye vine tree still standing in the flowerbed, Song Jian sighed slightly;

In this battle, although Tang Ming's safe house was destroyed and the harmful equipment was destroyed, for Song Jian, there was still no gain, and two high-explosive grenades and two self-destructing robots were wasted;

"If you can kill this 30th-level monster, you will definitely be able to drop a lot of good things." Song Jian glanced at Baimu Fujishu with a greedy look in his eyes.

However, Song Jian quickly restrained his desire. He came out this time, but in order to fight a real shadow dragon, if all his cards were consumed here, then the task on his body could not be completed, maybe even the Your life will be lost in the Shadowfang Mountains.

He glanced at Baimu Tengshu with some reluctance. Song Jian marked the location on the map. When he reached level 30, put on the Ant Emperor ancestor suit, and passed the first-order combat strength test, he would have the opportunity to leave. In the city of doomsday, let's meet this hundred-eye vine tree with more than 10,000 qi and blood values.

Three days have passed in a flash, and the wilderness outside the city of doom is desolate, with large gravels all over the ground, and wind and sand blowing from time to time. Song Jian often walks dozens of kilometers, but he can't see any living things Even if you see things, they are all monsters;

Not to mention green plants, in the wilderness, even if you want to see a green weed, it is an extravagant hope, but after leaving the town, Song Jian also saw a small green forest on the road. The thick and thin small trees grew neatly, standing outside the small forest, Song Jian even heard the pleasant sound of birdsong in the woods.

Such a scene should be the most common in the real world, but in this desolate wasteland game world, Song Jian had a creepy feeling that he didn't dare to approach, so he walked away from a distance.

That evening, Song Jian built a bonfire behind a huge rock and began to prepare dinner. At this moment, not far from Song Jian, a fist-sized light curtain appeared. The light curtain kept twisting and expanding, as if The living creatures are ordinary, and in a short time, they swell to a height of more than one meter;

A man wrapped in a black robe and full of the breath of death walked out of the light curtain with his arms crossed and his head lowered.

The man was dark-skinned, with terrifyingly bright eyes, and a hooked nose in the center of his face, which ruined the shape of the entire face, making the man look a bit fierce and sinister.

"It's a really bad environment. I really don't know what the chairman thinks. Even this kind of place has members..." The man couldn't help complaining when he saw the wind and sand and the hard and rough gravel under his feet.

Closing his eyes slightly, he felt a gloomy smile on the corner of the man's mouth: "I found you, humble reptile, no one can survive after killing a member of the Scythe of Death, ready to meet the god of death. Greetings!"

The man sneered and turned into a mass of black mist, which quickly floated towards Song Jian's position with the help of the wind;

Song Jian was roasting a piece of animal meat on the bonfire. Hot oil was bubbling on the barbecue, making a "sizzling" sound. A strong fragrance emanated from the barbecue. Song Jian took out the seasoning box and carefully dug out a little bit. Spread on barbecue.

Before setting off, Song Jian had prepared all kinds of supplies, but he didn't bring many seasonings, and there was no place to replenish them in the wild, so he used a little less, so he cherished it.

"It's almost there, it should be ready to eat!" Song Jian looked at the fragrant barbecue and nodded with satisfaction.

After entering the wild, Song Jian's cooking experience has skyrocketed, and now he has reached the third level, and after a few times, he has already understood five or six kinds of barbecue recipes;

Just when Song Jian was about to taste his craftsmanship, his face suddenly changed, his body turned into a shadow, and he fled to the left;

boom!

A sharp bone spear fell from the sky, stabbed diagonally, and stabbed the burning bonfire. For a while, the flames splashed everywhere, and the strong energy scattered the burning wood everywhere;

"Hey, the reaction is good!" A surprised voice sounded in the air. Song Jian looked up and saw a man in a black suit floating in the air. The black cloak behind him was like a pair of black wings spreading out. swaying slightly with the wind;

"Reaper's Scythe!" Song Jian narrowed his eyes and became serious;

The appearance of this man is exactly the same as Tang Ming before, especially the robes on their bodies, which are like wings, making people float in the air;

"Small reptile, it seems that you already know my identity. Then, quietly accept the punishment of the Death Scythe, and your soul will fall into the endless hell to make up for your disrespect to the Death Scythe." The man looked proudly. Intentionally, he pointed his right hand towards Song Jian and shouted in a low voice, "Finger of death!"

Suddenly, a black light like lightning shot towards Song Jian's eyes.

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