"How? Have the casualties of the supernatural players of the Wanzi Guild been counted this time? ”

Michaelson, the leader of the Wanzi Guild, stood on the black hillside, looking at the lonely and silent sky and gray earth in front of him, his eyes becoming more and more solemn.

Odd!

Odd!

It's just so weird!

Although Michelson knew very well that Raiding the Cyan-level Spiritual Space Death Curse Island would definitely not be as simple as Raiding the Crimson-level Psychic Space.

After all, this is the first blue-level supernatural space opened by the Western supernatural space, and there are no guilds to raid at all!

However, the difficulty of this blue-level supernatural space was far beyond President Michelson's imagination.

What the hell is going on?

All the way.

I didn't meet any supernatural creatures at all, and when I walked well, I would suddenly feel boundless sleepy, and finally I fell asleep one by one.

Even if someone cut off his head in his sleep, he didn't know it.

It's just creepy

When Michelson thought of this, he couldn't help but reach out and touch his neck, and he could clearly feel the cold sweat on his neck.

In his sleep, he didn't have any ability to resist, and he was directly killed by cutting his throat.

No matter how powerful you are, what can you do?

It doesn't work at all

It can't be prevented at all!

"Honorable President Michelson has been counted, and a total of 44 supernatural players have been lost......"

Helbig of the 10,000-word guild walked over with a pale face, and after the statistics, he had to calculate the number of supernatural players who died this time

"44 supernatural players? Although it is not worth mentioning at all compared to the tens of thousands of supernatural players in our 10,000 guilds, this is only the first time, and who can guarantee that the next death will not be 44, but 440, 4440! ”

The leader of the 10,000-word guild, Michelson, gritted his teeth and said.

Before encountering any supernatural creatures, 44 supernatural players have been damaged, so it can be regarded as dying before they can get out of the school.

"Dear President Michelson, this blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island is indeed very strange, but I feel that there is a problem in it."

Helbig asked, looking up

"Questions? What's the problem? ”

Michelson, the leader of the Wanzi Guild, was anxious and turned to look at his right-hand man.

"It's very simple, since the supernatural moon in the sky within the Death Curse Island of this blue-level supernatural space can all the tens of thousands of supernatural players in our 10,000-character guild pass out and enter sleep, then why only killed 44 supernatural players, instead of telling us to kill them all? ……”

Helbigg's eyes glistened

Wait a minute!

What does that mean?

Since the supernatural moon can put all the supernatural players of the tens of thousands of guilds into sleep

Then why don't you kill all the tens of thousands of supernatural players in the Wanzi Guild?

Killed 44 bits?

What's going on?

The leader of the 10,000-word guild, Michelson, had a twinkle in his eyes.

Being able to become the president of the Wanzi Guild is naturally not a stupid person, and he instantly understood what Helbig meant, and frowned slightly

"My dear friend Helbigch, what you said is completely correct, since the supernatural moon can put all the tens of thousands of supernatural players in our Ten Thousand Words Guild, including you and me, into a state of sleep, then why didn't he tell us to kill all of them, but kill 44 people?"

"Yes, President Michaelson, although it is indeed a very regrettable thing to say that it is very regrettable to lose 44 supernatural players without encountering any supernatural creatures, but it is also good news, at least it can give us a glimpse of the abilities of this supernatural moon, and I have two hypotheses about this."

"First, the supernatural moon is trying to capture the past, he can indeed kill all of our tens of thousands of supernatural players, but he doesn't, it's like a cat catching a mouse, killing us little by little, for his amusement, if it is the first case, then it is possible to conclude that the supernatural moon may be a supernatural creature with its own thinking"

"The second possibility, this is that the supernatural moon does not want to kill tens of thousands of our supernatural players completely, but that he can only kill so many at one time, in other words, there is a limit to the lethality of the supernatural moon!"

Helbixi of the 10,000-word guild spoke eloquently, his eyes flashing with golden light.

"My dear friend Helbig is right, so it looks like you've got a solution!"

Michelson, the leader of the 10,000-character guild, turned around and looked at his right-hand man and asked

"Yes, honorable President Michelson, if these two hypotheses are the first, then we have no way to do it, after all, we can't defend ourselves against sleep, or if we don't find a defense against the supernatural moon and make us sleepy, it will be useless."

Helbigg, the supernatural player, touched his chin and raised his eyes, and his blue eyes shot a fine light.

"If it's the second type, then it's too easy to do, if there is a limit to the number of supernatural players killed by the supernatural moon at a time, then we can completely ignore the supernatural moon and continue to explore in this blue-level supernatural space death curse island."

"Completely ignoring the supernatural moon? What does this phrase mean? ”

President Michelson of the Ten Thousand Words Guild frowned, as if he had thought of something.

"It's very simple, if the supernatural moon kills humans in reality, we have no room to resist at all, after all, death is real death"

"But here, we are in the Western Supernatural Space, even the 44 supernatural players who have been killed now will be resurrected in a short time, and the resurrection is just a few lost supernatural coins and experience."

"In this case, then we can completely ignore the supernatural moon, even if it wants to kill, then let it kill, our 10,000-word guild has tens of thousands of supernatural players, combined with other Western supernatural players to reach tens of millions, even if it is placed here and let the supernatural moon kill slowly, it is enough for it to kill for half a day, and the surviving supernatural players can continue to attack the blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island, we can completely ignore the supernatural moon!"

If it wants to kill, let it kill!

Completely ignore the supernatural moon!

Is that okay too?

President Michelson of the 10,000-word guild opened his mouth wide.

He really didn't expect that his right-hand man, the supernatural player Helbighi, would come up with such an idea after talking for a long time.

Although I was a little annoyed, when I thought about it, the essence in my eyes flashed.

Absolutely!

It's totally possible!

The Western Supernatural Space is completely different from the real one, and the supernatural players in reality only have one life, but in this Western Supernatural Space Blue-level Supernatural Space Death Curse, many supernatural players can be resurrected infinitely.

As long as you can resurrect indefinitely, if you want to kill, then kill,

Unless you can kill them all at once.

Otherwise.

The dead can be resurrected again through infinite resurrection!