Zhou Yan immediately lived in shape and dared not make a move again.
He took a deep breath and tried to hide the bells wrapped around him in the body, but he created the deer king to catch Luo as an ancient god formed by the mind body. These bells are the objects of believers’ minds and cannot be removed
After Zhou Yan tried several times, he sighed naively.
The eccentric host said that he needed to live on the "stage" and return to the studio before dark, so he was still on the treacherous island.
But also have to act.
Zhou Yan slowly turned his head, trying to keep the bell of Lujiaoshan above his head from hitting and observing the surrounding environment.
Visual inspection shows that the distance between those white fogs should be about ten meters. If there are really any monsters attracted by his voice, then I am sure to kill them quickly.
Zhou Yan tried to retreat back, and the movement increased, and the bell on his head jingled.
Sure enough, there was a sudden hoarse roar in the dense fog, unlike the creatures that appeared in Zhou Yan’s cognition, such as the hoofing of large birds and the growling of hungry wolves.
With the growl getting closer and closer, dozens of faint shadows are coming in the direction of Zhou Yan. Only through Zhou Yan, who can’t penetrate the white fog, can you see that these shadows are ugly and slow.
Finally, the first slightly tall shadow broke through the fog barrier. When Zhou Yan saw the shape of the monster, his pupils contracted. He had seen this monster before!
The skin was swollen and white, and layers of yellow skin peeled off. The skin hung like cream in his jaw, revealing a little pink flesh and blood.
The round eyes are no longer covered with eyelids, and the eyes are covered with thin white clouds. Only a little root nerve is connected, and it seems to fall in the orbit.
The monster "saw" Zhou Yan grow up, his mouth was broken, his throat rolled and struggled to say something, but he could make a vague roar. He was extremely excited, and some skin debris remained on his cheeks, and he could see the irregular teeth in his mouth.
It was the power that was burned to death by boiling water in the game!
Zhou Yan noticed that he was dressed in a tattered team, and the chest badge was a strange black rectangle.
He opened his arms and staggered towards Zhou Yan, and monsters with different postures appeared behind him.
He can be sure that these are monsters turned into by sacrificing players in the game.
The monster came from all sides like a wave, trapping the deer king transformed by Zhou Yan in it, as if a horrible net was gradually gathering and was about to devour this delicious monster.
And become one of them.
Zhou Yan squinted because he specially made deer eyes, but when the almond-shaped eyes narrowed, the fine eyelashes almost covered his pupil.
His hands still belong to human beings. His hands are smooth and his arms cling to green meridian vines that extend all the way to his fingertips.
At this time, these vines gradually shimmered with jade-like green light, while Zhou Yan assumed an archery posture in the virtual space.
At once, a little light like fireflies gathered all over the deer king’s body and folded Zhou Yan’s hand, gradually forming a magnificent and dangerous huge bow and arrow.
Zhou Yan slightly tugged at the bow handle formed by the light spot, and the more the vine on the arm shines, the power belonging to faith surged in his eyes and rushed to the bowstring at an extremely fast speed.
In the middle of the bowstring, there appeared an arrow formed by light, and layers of jade-green halos surged in the position of the arrow, facing the rotting corpse.
An arrow, a symbol of strength, flashed across half like a meteor and suddenly burst into several slender rays, like a fireworks explosion from the center of the arrow and shot at all monsters.
In the deer king’s theory of catching Luo, it can shoot several arrows to destroy countless demons by patting its antlers.
Zhou Yan also inherited the skill of the deer king to catch Luo, but made some changes to turn the elimination of evil arrows into a rope to limit their actions.
And the rope composition is the characteristic of the fern-the spore can spit out slender filaments.
Those monsters’ footsteps or movable parts were trapped by the arrow rope diffracted by Zhou, and they fell to the soft land in an instant. Because of the rotten dead leaves in the tropical rain forest, they made a dull sound, but their mouths also made a terrible roar, which made this area sound dangerous and abnormal.
Zhou Yan took the first step, hung bells from deer’s hoofs and antlers, and tinkled. He paused and waited for whether there would be other monsters in the dense fog.
After waiting for a long time, he didn’t see any suspicious shadows before he breathed a sigh of relief and walked carefully to the first monster.
Zhou Yan leaned over to observe the details of the monster until he saw the outline of his face, and he was sure that it was really the player who sacrificed in the challenge yesterday.
How did he end up here?
Zhou Yan got up and searched everywhere, and also found a charred "corpse" crawling slowly. Because it was baked by magma, his face was blurred. He seemed to be unable to look straight. When Zhou Yan approached him, he let out a growl and was bloodstained. His eyes were full of malice and hatred, and he was staring at him.
In yesterday’s challenge, many players "died" like this.
So where did the other monsters come from?
Zhou Yan had a rough guess in his heart.
Since he thinks there are other players on the island before, these monsters may also be the former eliminated players who were abandoned on the island by the so-called "organizer" …
A flash in his mind suddenly caught hold of some missing detail.
Other players present witnessed the tragic situation of the eliminated players, but they just showed terrible death and disappeared in the same place with a flash of white light.
No one can judge whether they are dead or not.
And just like they were sent to this tropical rainforest, maybe the eliminated players were not killed but sent away!
Zhou Yanshen was wrapped in several colored cloth strips, and he took out a discerning knife from the cloth strips with a guilty conscience.
I brought it from the workshop conveniently, mainly because some problems with the body-avoiding accessories need to be repaired. This is Zhou Yan’s daily work habit. He not only brought knives, but also brought many other objects on the winding ribbon. I didn’t expect to send a show at this time.
What’s this called? The devil is in the details
Zhou Yan watched the surrounding environment warily. Thanks to the blessing of the deer king, his eyesight and ear power were much more sensitive than human form, and even the sturdy deer hoof could feel the slight vibration not far away.
Holding the sharp knife, Zhou Yan pursed his lips and walked over to the player who was cooked by boiling water. The bell hung from the antlers was ringing, and several of them landed on the corpse.
His eyes have been fixed on things, and he feels a vague green shadow approaching him, and a bright silver mark flashes in a vague jade-like green.
"Mm-hmm! ！” He growled dangerously in his throat, trying to intimidate the ungrateful monster.
Zhou Yan looked at it and did it for a long time. His slender white fingers caught his face. The eyeball in the corner was greasy and cold, which was somewhat like being covered with sticky liquid eggs.
I don’t want to eat eggs in my life!
Zhou Yan silently spit out a sentence, fought back nausea and stuffed the eyeball hanging around the eye socket into the distance.
"Mm-hmm! ！”