MTL - Horror Recovery: Drunk SS Grade Ghost Bride at the Start-Chapter 163

An Yingji glared at Wen Hanyi demonstratively.

The two of them were dizzy, and for a while they didn't know whether they should believe the northern Jiangsu in front of them.

Wen Hanyi suddenly remembered something: "Just take a look at the leaderboard."

"That Specter can confuse us, but it can't affect the game system."

"If it's really like what he said, then the top 20 or so should all be Dragon Kingdom players."

The moment the two saw the real-time ranking of the top 100 players, their eyes widened.

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"First place, North Jiangsu, Long Kingdom."

"Second place, Wen Hanyi, Long Kingdom."

"The third place, Zhao Yizi, Long Kingdom."

"The fourth place, Hus, the Dragon Kingdom."

"Twenty-fifth, Wang Zhuo, Long Kingdom."

Wen Hanyi and Zhao Yizi looked at each other.

"Isn't this a dream? What about players from other countries?"

The two walked to the Dragon Country player's residence in a daze, and they walked lightly along the way.

Before arriving at the station, some players greeted them excitedly.

"We won, and we rounded up the top 25 in the former rookie competition."

The two asked in a daze: "What about players from other countries?"

"The group was destroyed and was killed by North Jiangsu alone."

Other players suddenly saw a change in rankings, and foreign players were collectively destroyed.

Originally, the surprise was mixed with puzzlement, and it was not until I contacted the Anomaly Administration by phone that I learned the truth of the matter.

The foreign players conspired to invade the dreamland of northern Jiangsu, but they were destroyed by one person from northern Jiangsu in the dream.

Hearing this magical story, everyone was stunned.

They all felt unbelievable, and some players thought that they might be trapped in a fantasy world by Specter!

Those more than 20 players are not the cats and dogs on the road, but the top newcomers from various countries.

Each has a wealth of experience and an endless stream of trump cards.

Even experienced players may be easily defeated one-on-one with combat experience, but they may not be able to save their lives.

After all, if you can't beat it, can't you run?

Players cherish their lives one by one, and if they can't, they will die with you.

You must know that there are countless strange and unpredictable skills in the thriller game!

Who can guarantee that they will be able to defend them all.

However, North Jiangsu destroyed the twenty-three regiments.

This record, if not for the right time, the right place, and the people, very few people can do it.

If it weren't for the blessing of an unknown existence in the dream, the outcome might be the opposite.

Instead, it was North Jiangsu who died.

Therefore, even if Subei was asked to do it again, he could not do it.

It's no wonder that other players, even if they want to break their heads, can't believe that North Jiangsu alone can achieve this terrifying record.

According to the reference and suggestion of the Abnormal Administration, after discussion, everyone decided to leave the venue one after another according to the current ranking.

After all, if you stay in the dungeon for one more day, there will be more risks.

Players from other countries have all withdrawn, and it is meaningless to compete with one's own people.

"Subei is a newcomer, and I have no objection."

"North Jiangsu has solved most of its opponents, and it is a great contribution."

"I have no opinion either."

Even if a few players have other thoughts, they can only bow their heads in front of the general trend.

Wen Hanyi's pretty face was silent, and she did not object to this.

Zhao Yizi, Hu Si and others also had no opinion, and even had a little admiration in their hearts.

One team killed twenty-three players, and they were not ordinary players.

This record is destined to go down in history!

As North Jiangsu's record became more and more sturdy, everyone still had a mind to compare at the beginning...

Now I can only look up.

On the other side, Subei found one of the bishops of the Pale God Sect, the old man who seemed to be dying in the trial meeting that day.

Subei rushed to the door of Ruikai Hotel.

A female ghost who can be its granddaughter pulled her clothes and trousers and covered her important parts.

She covered her face and ran away shyly.

Before leaving, Long Tongue moved his fingers towards Subei, and threw a wink at Subei.

The bishop hehe said: "We ghosts are different from living people. I look old, and I will grow stronger when I am old!"

Subei was silent, it seemed that the Pale God Religion had already recognized his identity.

As if seeing the doubts of North Jiangsu, the bishop continued: "Not only do I know that you are a living person, I also know that you are a player. But our Pale God Cult is not against living people."

"Do you know the difference between demons and ghosts?"

"There are many differences, but the most important one."

"The devil is the loser of 1.8, while the ghost is the winner of the thriller game and the maintainer of the existing game order. The devil is the loser who hides in the copy and survives."

"The Angel of Pale doesn't care whether her believers are human or ghosts, she just needs believers who can fight for her and win back everything she lost."

"Obviously, you are favored by the Angel of Pale."

Favor?

Hearing this, Subei twisted.

In other words, the pale angel's mature look is very much his favorite.

Pale Bishop was speechless.

This stuff is absolutely crooked.

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Without saying a few words, the Pale Bishop's magic stick had a natural attack.

I couldn't help but teach the teachings to Subei.

Pale Bishop: "The Pale Angel is the God of Mercy."

Subei: "Yes, yes, Hunhuai looks very broad and full of maternity brilliance."

Pale Bishop: "God resides high in the sky, and will condescend to punish those who are disrespectful."

Subei: "That's it, the big white legs of 1.8 meters, aren't they condescending?"

Pale Bishop: "We must love and revere angels."

Subei nodded frantically: "I'm also very greedy, it's not that I mean loving angels."

Not much speculation.

The black blood vessels on the pale bishop's forehead were about to burst, and the ghostly energy was disordered.

I almost couldn't help but give Subei a visit.

Holding back his anger, he finally advised: "Young man, I advise you not to rush out of the game first."

"If it's a man, stick to it until the end."

"Maybe you will have a chance to get a reward that even the gods are excited about."

Pale Bishop's tone was meaningful.

Subei thought a move.

Pale Bishop is aware of the existence of players and games.

It is likely to know some insider information, which tells itself to stay.

Perhaps as long as the survival time is long enough, 09 has a chance to trigger the hidden reward.

So are you going to stay?

Putting aside this question for the time being, Subei remembered the main reason why he came to Bishop Pai.

Ask about the strange existence that bestows the word "good", maybe these ghosts will know his true body.

"Do you have a pen?"

Under the puzzled gaze of the pale bishop, Subei rummaged in the room for a while, and found a pencil and a notebook in the cabinet.

He closed his eyes and thought silently, and the word "good" branded on his abdomen reappeared in front of him.

Now that I think about it, the strokes of that character are disordered, and it doesn't look like it could be written by an ordinary person at all.

With a stroke of luck, I copied the weird and awkward handwriting and wrote it down.

A ghostly "good" word came into view.

The black type fell on the paper and quickly turned red.

It's like being soaked in blood.

Subei pointed to the writing on the paper, while telling the story.

"Well, that's the word branded on me, you know?"

The pale bishop frowned.

As if remembering something, the age spots on his face suddenly shrank into a ball.

Shocked: "This is the mark of the [Judge]!"

"His name is Judge, and he is the most treacherous ghost in the horror game."

"Even if it is a Specter, very few have heard of his existence."

"I've only heard rumors that every time He appears, it's to pick out the messenger."

"I said how can you provoke these existences, boy."

Having said that, the pale bishop frowned even more.

Looking at Subei's eyes is full of inconceivable.

"I said you kid, you won't be judged by the judge."

Subei smiled shyly, the meaning is self-evident.

"I didn't expect that these ghosts and gods were greedy for my body."

Pale Bishop was silent.

For the first time, I doubted my own spirit.

How could such a troublemaker come in.

On the other side, after Subei left.

Wen Hanyi waited early at the door of the house and waved when he saw Subei coming back.