MTL - Horror Recovery: Drunk SS Grade Ghost Bride at the Start-Chapter 157

Not to mention that they are inherently weaker, otherwise they will not easily mutate.

Moreover, the maggots have little sanity left, and they don't know how to use tactics at all.

Divided and destroyed by players.

Subei is still standing on the podium at this moment.

He closed his eyes and wore a headset, and slapped the pointer.

The teachings of the angels of the sky are told with high spirits.

It seems that he didn't notice at all, the maggots under the stage have been eliminated by the players.

"Maggots are the most angels, but also the weakest relatives."

"Blind and ignorant, disgusting and weak. Some people think that the angel should be called the **** of maggots."

"This is terribly wrong!"

"Actually, the Angel of Pale is more than a family of maggots."

Players couldn't help being attracted by the content of North Jiangsu's speech, but several powerful players like Arthur and Torre couldn't help but change their color.

Subei on the stage said, the corners of his eyes brightened.

It's like a teacher who spittles about the wonderful parts of the text.

The players seemed to be racking their brains, but still couldn't stop their spirits from spreading out.

If you can't keep up with the teacher's rhythm, you will be beaten by the academic bully to the point of doubting your life.

"Above the maggots, there is the pale bishop, who is the seed of herding relatives on behalf of the gods, and thus obtained the gift of wisdom."

"Besides the maggots, there are beings who have truly looked directly at and worshipped the angels, and have been subjected to the quilt of the angels."

"Acquired the form of an angel, and still retains his sanity, and lives under the angels of heaven."

The players were puzzled.

This classroom seems to have some kind of strange power, and the mentality of the players is subtly affected.

Asankari couldn't help but stretched out his hand and asked, "Teacher, what is the name of a family with an angelic body?"

"What does this family look like?"

After asking this sentence, Kari realized what he had done.

He actually treated himself as a student and asked questions to the teacher.

Immediately his face turned pale.

The faces of the other players also turned ugly.

Just now, unknowingly, they actually regarded themselves as real students.

Subei's dreams are subtly influencing and shaping their psychology.

Kari's question seemed to trigger some kind of mechanism.

Subei on the stage suddenly opened his eyes, his eye sockets cracked, and black gas came out of the gap.

The position of the eyes is empty, like a bottomless black hole.

There seems to be a spark in the depths, and it is about to spew flaming magma.

The corners of Subei's mouth cracked, laughing to the bottom of his ears.

The terrifying appearance made people look horrified.

"Under the angel, it is naturally a pseudo-angel."

"What does the pseudo-angel look like? Of course it's me in North Jiangsu!"

After he finished speaking, the clothes on Subei's back were torn, and his wings fluttered.

...

A slender and huge wing that could wrap around Subei's body broke out.

Compared with the reality, the chicken wings that North Jiangsu can grow with the help of the devil wine are much bigger.

The wings are gorgeous and the whole body is pitch black.

The boundless pressure makes people tremble.

With the wings open, Subei moves faster than ever.

The afterimage flashed, and everyone's eyes couldn't even catch North Jiangsu's movements.

The player with the ghost hand transplanted, his pupils shrunk into needles and threads.

He looked down in disbelief, the corners of his mouth twisted.

"My... waist!"

Subei wiped the blood on the player's clothes with his hands with his pockets, and said sincerely: "The first time I didn't get it right, I subconsciously rushed to my pockets."

"Never will next time!"

A tear dropped from the corner of the player's eyes, and he held Subei's hand: "I believe in you, and the other waist will also be given to you."

Subei shook his head and said with a candid smile, "It's not good, you are too polite."

The corner of the player's mouth was hideous: "Is there something good or not, you guys are not quick to do it!"

The last sound was almost roaring at the other players.

Then, he hugged Subei with both hands.

The rest of the players no longer hesitated and attacked one after another.

One of the players opened his mouth and spit, and the gray poisonous gas enveloped North Jiangsu.

Smoke and dust filled the air.

Everyone is confident and has eaten so many attacks.

Even if North Jiangsu is not dead, it will be half disabled.

The player was lying on the ground laughing wildly.

"I didn't expect that, I not only transplanted a ghost hand, but also transplanted two ghost waists."

"I have four kidneys, and my vitality is quack!"

The smoke dissipated abruptly, and a long-winged figure emerged.

North Jiangsu's dark wings protected his body.

Although the wings were a bit tattered, the players' injuries did not damage the body under the wings.

The wings were lightly flapped, and the gray poisonous mist was blown away.

The player who released the poisonous fog was blinded by the poisonous fog, covering his eyes and howling.

With a flash, Subei once again threw himself in front of the player lying on the ground.

Jie Jie smiled.

"You said you had four kidneys?"

"I'm joking, brother, can you not pay for it?"

"Hey, what do you think?" Er.

Chapter 180 The end of the dream, the destruction of foreign players

Although the black-winged pseudo-angel is strong, his fists are no match for four.

After being replaced by several players in North Jiangsu at an extreme speed.

Other players have learned to behave.

Each occupies a position in the classroom, blocking the movement range of North Jiangsu.

He did not hesitate to exchange injuries for injuries, and slowly grinded northern Jiangsu to death.

Soon after, Subei's wings were broken and his body was injured.

There are wounds that turn green and quickly fester.

Some wounds turned white, and the surrounding muscles lost their elasticity, turning into a corpse.

The most terrifying are Torre and Arthur.

Touched by Torre's injury, the muscles on Subei's body seemed to be enlightened.

Get life and jump from your body screaming.

The scene is terrifying.

And Arthur's damage is equally weird. The ghost fire falls on the creature, and it will burn and spread wildly.

Not only were several holes burned in North Jiangsu, but other players were also splashed by ghost fires.

They all avoided Arthur.

Subei fell to the ground with a wry smile.

The spirit insects in the body are extinct, and the self-healing ability is negligible.

Coupled with multiple fatal injuries, the result is certain death.

Players are vigilantly away from North Jiangsu to prevent North Jiangsu from fighting back.

There is a hyena-like look in his eyes, like a scavenger waiting for the death of the prey before coming forward to enjoy the gluttonous feast.

"The one killed in the Niulang shop was too weak, and it was a Xibei."

"Now this strength is so strong, it is always true!"

"It took so much effort to finally kill Subei."

"Hey, so many competitors have died, and the ranking is going to rise again."

Without waiting for North Jiangsu to burp, the players wildly planted flags.

Only Park Dashan had sweat on his face.

Shaking his lips, he said to himself, "These are all fakes, North Jiangsu is not a human being!"

"His dream will not be so simple, there is great terror in it."

Lying on the ground like a gossamer, but the pseudo-angel Subei can still let out a laugh.

What he said surprised the players.

"Congratulations, you have defeated the two elite North Jiangsu."

"As long as you defeat two more elite Subei, you will be able to meet the boss Subei." After speaking, Subei's head was rotten and completely dead.

Like the first time, the dream did not shatter and disappear.

The smiling faces of the people who were laughing gradually became stiff.

There was a haze on his face.

One is so hard to kill, there are two more?

And finally there is a boss Subei.

Are you putting this game on?

"Could he be deceiving us?"

A black player said whimsically.

In previous battles, his vampire bloodline was strong.

Hearing this, Park Dashan cast pity on the players around him.

When are you still thinking about deceiving yourself?

He shook his head at the black man: "You can't lie in a dream. If you don't believe me, I'll ask you a question."

"You ask, anyway, I don't believe people can't panic."