I Became a God in a Horror Game: 485, Arbor Private High School

Liu Jiayi among the crowd heard the sound of the system announcing that Mu Ke had quit the game, she turned her head abruptly, and the bustling students passed her by.

All thoughts flashed through her mind quickly, and she made a judgment almost in an instant—

——Mu Ke was sniped, and the next target of the killer sequence was her!

She is the only eugenic student left in the circus!

Liu Jiayi turned her head quickly, and approached the place where she knew Mu Sicheng and Tang Erda were at - she was a witch, with a control position, and her combat power was not high, so it was very dangerous to be alone.

But she has never been alone on the game field for such a long time before.

Because Bai Liu will not let her stay alone for so long, she will come back to help her soon, but this time...

Liu Jiayi took a deep breath, looked at the row of missed calls to Bai Liu on her mobile phone, and bit her lower lip.

She couldn't contact Bai Liu. At this time, she had to turn to other combat forces for support to ensure her safety. She was the healer who controlled the lifeline of the entire team. Such a strong team can never have an accident.

Once something goes wrong with her, it means that the lifeline of the team is in danger. Liu Jiayi knows this well, so she has always been used to protecting herself.

Unfortunately, the opponent knows this too.

"Hello, Jiayi." Lu Yizhan jumped down from the tree, he smiled and pulled out the epee from behind, and hit the ground with a heavy scratch, "For a while No, you have changed a lot."

"You too." Liu Jiayi retreated vigilantly, she squinted her eyes, "You have changed a lot more than me, Lu Yizhan."

"--or this can't be called a big change, but finally revealed the true colors that have been hidden for a long time, right?"

Lu Yizhan scratched his face embarrassingly, and he sighed helplessly: "This is indeed the case for you."

"It's not about us." Liu Jiayi said coldly, "It's about Bai Liu."

"We have only met you a few times, we don't know your face, only Bai Liu knows your face."

The expression on Lu Yizhan's face paused slightly, he raised his head, his expression lightened, and he smiled lightly: "Yes."

"What kind of face am I? Few people really care about being in this world."

"—Bai Liu is indeed one of them."

A stethoscope flew over from behind Liu Jiayi's ear, and Liu Jiayi dodged sharply. Seeing Liao Ke attacking her from behind, she gritted her teeth and threw the poison jar on her back to the ground.

A huge purple poisonous mist spiraled up, enveloping the entire area.

[System prompt: Player Liu Jiayi used a personal burst skill (Poison Fountain)]

Liu Jiayi retreated bravely in the viscous poison fountain smoke, she raised her sleeves and half covered her mouth and nose and rushed towards the direction of the stands.

The plan Bai Liu made was that she and Mu Ke, the top student team members with weak combat effectiveness, retreated to the classroom and did not participate in the battle. He, Tang Erda, and Mu Sicheng, the three were more aggressive The team members attacked Liao Ke, Lu Yizhan and Bai Jiamu, the three excellent students, which was a tactic of using poor students to beat excellent students.

She had notified Tang Erda and Mu Sicheng before to ask her partner to meet her. Tang Erda and Mu Sicheng had received Bai Liu's order to kill Bai Jiamu. But Liu Jiayi hasn't met until now, which can only explain one thing——

——This person is entangled by Bai Jiamu.

Plus Bai Liu lost contact...

Liu Jiayi pursed her lower lip tightly—in this extremely chaotic battle situation, it is not good for the tactician to lose contact, which means that they have no one to command this time, and they cannot follow the battle situation Timely response.

Although she is outrageous and messy as a healing and recovery tactician at this moment, at this moment, she feels that this is the best tactic that must be done!

Bai Liu must be brought back to the contact center!

"Are you looking for Bai Liu?" A tall and straight figure dragging an epee loomed in the heavy poisonous fog, his voice was clear and calm, with a strange sense of oppression, "That can't be done .”

"It is very difficult to control your tactician. I made a plan and sacrificed three team members to barely control him during this time. To make this sacrifice worthwhile—"

"——Then Bai Liu can move, at least after killing you."

The figure in the poisonous fog slowly raised the knife with one hand, straight to the arm, and the purple smoke streaked across the edge of the heavy sword he held high.

Liu Jiayi quickly reversed and retreated. Her combat power was far inferior to that of Lu Yizhan. She would not be tough, but soon, Liu Jiayi found that her way back was blocked.

The stethoscope that came out of the smoke was twisted into a ring, blocking Liu Jiayi's way. She gritted her teeth and looked at Liao Ke who came out of the smoke, and suddenly turned her head to look at her, holding an epee silhouette.

The figure was getting closer and closer, and a thick purple poisonous mist slid past the corners of the figure's brows and eyes. There was blood oozing from the shoulder.

——That was the unhealed muzzle of the bullet that blocked Bai Liu in the last game.

"Lu Yizhan." Liu Jiayi tried to remain calm and confronted him, "You killed me and defeated Bai Liu, so what can you do?"

"Do you have to come this far with Bai Liu and us?"

"You are a good boy, Jiayi." Lu Yizhan's figure was very light, he raised his eyes, there was a lot in his eyes that Liu Jiayi couldn't understand, but deep emotions, "But this is not a game suitable for good children .”

"Get out of here."

The epee was straight, and it was aimed at her mercilessly.

Liu Jiayi's pupils shrank into a small dot.

A figure pierced through the poisonous fog at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, raised a pair of monkey paws to block Liu Jiayi's face, and let out a "hiss" in pain: "Grass!"

The metal blade of the epee collided and rubbed against the sharp black monkey claws, emitting a dazzling flame.

Mu Sicheng's chest rose and fell violently. He put his hands on the edge of the epee and grasped it. The blood in his palm gushed out along the edge of the sword. His whole body was cut backward by the force of the epee Sliding, both feet stepped on the ground with deep footprints, and his face was flushed with pain, but he was still provocative, and he smiled and raised his eyebrows: "It seems that I came just right?"

[System prompt: Player Bai Jiamu's life value is reset to zero, exit the game. 】

Mu Sicheng's face, hands, and body were all scratched by Bergawood blades, **** and bloody, and his clothes were all torn, but he couldn't hide his smile at Lu Yizhan:

"It's hard to think about it. When you are about to clear our team members, you should clear your players out of the game first."

"..." Liu Jiayi held his forehead, "Muke has been cleared out by them."

"Damn it!" Mu Sicheng asked back in shock, "What happened?!"

The silver bullet hit the stethoscope that blocked Liu Jiayi's retreat, and the stethoscope made a crisp sound of "Bi Bo", shook it, and was taken back by Liao Ke who was hiding somewhere.

Tang Erda, who was also covered in blade wounds, leaned against the wall and replied to Mu Sicheng helplessly while changing the magazine: "When you and Bai Jiamu were in a ball, you didn't hear the system Beep?"

Lu Yizhan put away his epee, he looked at Tang Erda and Mu Sicheng who stood in front of Liu Jiayi and stared at him with hostility, he scratched his head in distress, and complained sadly: "Bo Jiamu, that boy Isn't it too unreasonable? He was cleared out so quickly? Didn't he let him delay for at least ten minutes?"

"There is no other way." Lu Yizhan took a deep breath, he smiled, his eyes suddenly became fixed, and the epee in his hand was turned over and held tightly, "Then I can only do it one-on-three first." Upvoted."

"You're too arrogant..." Well, before Mu Sicheng finished his counterattack, the next second, Lu Yi stood in place and disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at Mu Sicheng in front of Cheng.

Lu Yizhan swung his sword from bottom to top, and his blade had already reached the throat of Mu Sicheng, who was unable to react at all. Lu Yizhan's eyes couldn't control the hair on his back.

For a moment, Mu Sicheng didn't have the consciousness to resist at all, and retreated with the epee at his throat in a trance, trembling.

It was a pair of extremely cold and dangerous eyes, which completely shattered the image of the always smiling, good-natured tactician in Mu Sicheng's heart. As gentle as Wang Shun said.

What is not to do easily, what is to protect the life of every player on the game field, what is a security tactician.

It's all fake, such a person can't have this kind of look.

This kind of look is like... like... After trial and killing countless players and heretics, after being lost in a pool of blood, calmly regaining yourself and your original intention and balance The eyes that only gods have.

——It's like the eyes that have judged and killed him countless times with his own hands.

The epee was swung up, blood spattered.

"Mu Sicheng be careful!" Liu Jiayi shouted sharply, grabbed Mu Sicheng's hair at the critical moment, and dragged his head back from the epee, but Mu Sicheng's right hand was still chopped off.

Mu Sicheng leaned against the wall with dilated pupils. He covered the cut of his blood-spitting right hand, and almost tremblingly looked at Lu Yizhan, who was covered in blood in an instant.

The sword just now almost cut off his head.

"Who are you...?" Mu Sicheng asked tremblingly.

"Why did you ask about this in the middle of the call?" Lu Yizhan raised his head, and he simply scratched his head with a smile. With his well-knit school uniform, it seemed that he was really a ignorant like high school students.

But the school uniform is now splattered with blood, Mu Ke's, Liu Jiayi's, Mu Sicheng's, and his own right shoulder oozing from the wound.

"Let's think about it, I still have a relatively strong identity outside the game. Some people call me a prophet, some call me a judge against the gods, and some call me the captain." Lu Yizhan touched his chin, but He really answered seriously, and he smiled, "But I personally prefer to be called Lu Yizhan, so can Old Lu."

"But now in the game, I should only have one identity."

Lu Yizhan pulled out the heavy sword embedded in the ground with one hand, and the wind blew his blood-stained hair, and he smiled gently:

"That is your opponent."