I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

The dark streamer constitutes a deep channel.

Irin stepped on the dark streamer and reached the end.

Dark sky, no stars, no light.

From the depths of the unreachable sky, there are chains extending down.

At the end of the chain, there are narrow cages hanging.

The undead were curled up, hanging in the sky like lowly prisoners.

"arrive!"

When Yi Rin opened his eyes, he found that he was trapped in the cage. He didn't panic, and he didn't panic, and immediately looked at the surrounding environment.

All the undead are kept in cages.

Including Irene. .

The narrow cage hangs in the sky, neither reaching the sky nor touching the ground.

Yi Rin lowered her head. Under the cage, there was a dark fog, which looked a bit like an "abyss" that would die if she fell.

Looking up, the cages were sparsely distributed, a hundred of them, and all the undead were in the cage with their heads lowered, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

The far end of the sky.

Four rays of light appeared.

Those four lights and shadows, in the sky, condensed into four seats with different styles.

The four seats are green, red, silver and black.

The green seats were rotting and smelly.

The red seat was as red as blood, and it was murderous.

Countless hideous weapons stood upright on the silver seats, and whoever sat on them died.

There seemed to be a dark mist lingering on the black seat, which was indistinct.

There was nothing on the four seats, but Yi Rin was just watching, and he could faintly feel that the four seats gave him an indescribable sense of oppression.

All the undead looked up and looked at the empty seat.

For a moment, Wan Lai was silent.

They all felt the pressure from the soul from the four seats.

Yi Rin gritted her teeth, suppressing the anger in her heart.

He knew very well what those four seats represented.

That is the source of all disasters.

Lord of Famine!

Lord of War!

Lord of Conquest!

Lord of Death!

The four masters... come!

One after another illusory shadows, some like people, some like dogs, and some like monsters, appeared one after another.

The hazy light dots dotted the emptiness of the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the undead seemed to be surrounded by countless "people", and this place became a vast colosseum. And the undead are all trapped beasts in the Colosseum, who let everyone have fun and laugh.

Those are the "gods" who participated in the game!

...

In the suppressed silence, four figures appeared on the four seats at the same time.

They are like kings, their tall bodies are like inviolable gods, overlooking small beings.

The four masters stretched out their hands at the same time, and four different styles of voices sounded in the ears of all the undead at the same time.

The terrifying weight pressed all the undead in the cage.

Yi Rin knelt down involuntarily, like a humble reptile, the bones all over his body made a sound like shattering.

...

【Small and humble dead people...】

[Among you, four final winners will be decided. 】

【You will receive the gift of resurrection, and you will come again in the form of a 'substitute'. 】

[You will become my 'knights' and bring 'victory' to us. 】

...

sizzle-

Irene was bleeding from both ears.

It was a harsh, inexplicable sound.

But that voice entered Yi Rin's mind and was automatically translated into words he could understand.

For gods and ants, language has never been a barrier to communication.

This concludes the opening remarks.

The phantoms of the four masters raised their heads and looked at the heights.

The voices of the four of them sounded again.

like lightning,

like thunder,

like a gust of wind,

like a shower,

like a landslide,

such as a tsunami.

Their voices seem to gather all the "disasters" that tiny humans can understand.

The streamers of various colors are intertwined in the empty sky.

The sky is quickly solidified, brick by brick, tree and grass.

The ten floors of land are run through the center by a huge pillar.

Moss mottled on the ancient city walls.

The decayed stone pillars are full of dilapidated reliefs.

Headless knights lined up to patrol the city.

The three giant dogs, blazing with fire all over their bodies, lay quietly on the steps dozing.

A rotten knight, full of abscesses and worn-out armor, wandered in the garden.

In the shocked eyes of the undead, an ancient towering city in the sky, at the end of the streamer, seems to have come across time and space, suspended in the sky.

...

sizzle-

In front of the undead, as if the signal was not good, "snowflakes" poured out.

After a moment, a line of text appeared in front of the undead:

[Myths Come, Babylon that Never Falls]!

...

in the cage.

Irene tried her best to keep her breathing steady.

He is trying to resist the absolute pressure from the superior.

When he really faced the existence of the master level, he clearly understood that his mere "legendary level" was so insignificant in front of the master.

Even if he created his own prototype of the "Throne", he would not be able to compete with the Dominator.

Greene has commented that his throne is out of whack.

Yeah, it's too far.

...

In the sky, the myth of Babylon descends.

The undead gradually understood the meaning of the existence of this air city based on the "information" forcibly instilled in their brains.

This whole city is a myth that once disappeared.

Myth is coming!

Become the killing field they are about to enter!

Even, many undead speculate in their hearts that the "hanging garden" in front of them, which is between fantasy and reality, is very likely to be a level of props that they have never touched - [Mythical Level]!

...

Boom!

Whoa!

A hundred chains hung from the cage and fell into Babylon.

The rotten breath is blowing.

The cage was opened, and Yi Rin climbed out of the cage with a blank face.

There was blood all over his face.

Dominion-level existence, let alone facing it directly, just watching from the sidelines is a pain that small humans can't bear.

The power of the master is so terrifying, Yiren can be seen from Green's existence.

"I hope you don't trick me, Green."

Walking in the Hanging Garden of Babylon City, Irene subconsciously touched her chest.

He now only hopes that the opportunity Green said is here.

...

The city of Babylon has ten floors.

These ten floors are the final battlefield of the resurrection of the dead.

When Yi Rin left the cage and landed, the corresponding rules had been put into Yi Rin's mind.

At the top of the city of Babylon, which is the tenth floor, there are four qualifications to become "knights".

The undead such as Yi Rin must stand out in this killing field, reach the tenth floor, and compete for the qualification of "Apocalypse Knight".

But if Yi Rin guessed correctly, the qualifications for this Knight of Apocalypse had already been determined by default.

The identity of the other three knights, Iren was not sure.

But the knight of war must fall on Milian.

Only the candidates for the knights can be manipulated.

Huh, mere god.

This place is more dangerous than Irin imagined.

If it was a fair competition, Yi Rin was not afraid of anyone.

But in order to ensure the direction of the game, the future is already doomed, and the doomed future must have a "past" that led to that future.

"etc……"

Four knights!

correct.

What the masters are saying is... compete for the qualifications of the four knights!

In other words, it's not just the undead in the Tower of Death server.

Could it be said that the climax of this undead resurrection competition is the "final battlefield" that brings together the "hell" of the four towers and the "monsters" who have broken out of the tens of millions, even tens of millions of undead?

Irene's face changed.

If this is the case, then in the city of Babylon, where this myth has descended, what he is about to face is not only the "informal candidate" who is about to become the death knight, but also the other three towers... the candidate for the knight of the apocalypse!

...

These ten floors are obviously connected by the most central passage.

That huge pillar, like a tower, runs through ten floors.

While thinking about it, Irin hurried towards the huge pillar.

Gamble first!

Irene made a decision.

"paste--"

A three-headed dog, ten meters tall, wandered in the ruins.

When Irin passed by, the three-headed dog noticed the smell of Irin and rushed towards the shadow moving on the ground.

boom!

The three-headed dog fell with one paw, and the terrifying wind pressure ripped apart the earth, and the fragments of ruins collapsed.

"Get out of the way!"

Yi Rin now has no intention of entanglement with monsters, and his five fingers are slightly bent, predicting the jumping trajectory of the three-headed dog, and activates his skills.

【Grip of Oblivion】!

Invisible dotted lines were quickly drawn in front of Irin's eyes.

Under the influence of [Echo of Doom], [Obliteration Grip] no longer locks a single "area", but becomes a chain of explosions.

Luck is negative!

Trigger the "annihilation" effect!

Irene secretly said "Okay".

Unmatched luck!

The terrifying "annihilation" was launched silently, and the three-headed dog didn't even have a chance to mourn.

ground,

Leaving a square hole, terrifying.

"hiss!"

In the grass, a man's head was shaking.

There was a sound of gasping for breath.

Yi Rin knew that someone was hiding there for a long time, and it was not surprising. With a slight smile, the AOE enhanced version of [Grip of Oblivion] shot again.

A dark shadow, wrapped in a grass skirt around his waist, fled in embarrassment.

...

Meeks is from the Tower of Famine.

He has always thought of himself as a genius.

Even after death, he believed that he must be the one who could leave alive in the cruel resurrection of the dead.

Not long ago, he received an "invitation".

The content of the invitation is the same as other invitations, inviting him to become the famine knight's family and one of the "Twelve Deadpools".

Meeks refused.

He thought he could be a knight of famine.

He came from a hopeless future, and this time, he decided to be "desperate" for others.

The dragon slayer eventually becomes a dragon.

It is undoubtedly a great irony that the undead who died in the hands of the knights of the apocalypse longed to become knights of the apocalypse.

No, as soon as he arrived, he met an oriental man who looked very weak.

He was good at sneaking, so he planned to hide in the grass and deal with a "competitor" first.

In the world of the undead, there is always nothing wrong with killing people.

Who didn't know "attention" could affect results?

The higher the degree of attention, the more chance you have to become a knight of the apocalypse.

He has confidence in himself.

Until... the other party released a series of "annihilation".

...

Irin unleashes a skill.

The "annihilation" trigger probability of [Grip of Annihilation] is inversely proportional to the "lucky" attribute.

The lower the luck, the easier it is to trigger.

No, on top of the familiar feeling, the "annihilation", chasing Meeks' buttocks, flashed all the way.

"hateful!"

The continuous "annihilation" behind him looked like dark grapes from a distance.

Where the "grapes" flashed through ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ there was not an inch of land left.

"hateful!"

Meeks roared, turned around, and suddenly took out a clay puppet.

While running away, he quickly pinched on the clay puppet, pinching out Irin's masked face.

"Dalabong, Bandebedibudobiruon!"

He uttered a series of strange but very smooth "spells".

hum!

Above Irin's head, a dark fog suddenly appeared.

The black mist was like a maggot attached to a bone, and in the blink of an eye, it wrapped around Yi Rin, covering Yi Rin.

Irene: "...?"

His forehead moved suddenly.

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