Chapter 170 Listen, the Voice from Hell
Wei Ping looked at the broken city where Lin Yuan was and felt his own power declining.
“It’s interesting, when I saw you before, it seemed like you belonged here.
But at this moment, the thing that clouded my perception seemed to disappear."
After hearing Wei Ping's words, Lin Yuan immediately had many associations.
After this group of candidates entered the world of ghost stories, they found that there was something that obscured their strange perceptions.
Let them think that the candidates are the weird ones here, so as long as they don't break the rules.
It will not cause other strange attacks.
So, could this existence that obscures the weird perception be the force that fights against the world of ghost stories?
Be it the world of ghost stories or this mysterious force, they seem unable to do anything to each other.
At this time, Lin Yuan didn't know that this time he would be in the world of strange stories.
There is another candidate, and the world of strange stories allows him to enter here.
The purpose was not to let him confront Lin Yuan head-on, but to let him follow the rules.
Eliminate the power that obscured Wei Ping's perception.
Therefore, Wei Ping’s rules mentioned that if any abnormality was found in another candidate, he should tell the dean immediately.
He also specifically mentioned that Lin Yuan would become stronger and stronger, and asked him to seize the time.
This becoming stronger does not mean that if time drags on, Deng Yi will not be able to deal with Lin Yuan, because from the very beginning, he has been unable to beat Lin Yuan.
The real meaning of this rule is to remind Deng Yi that if the time is delayed too long, even Wei Ping may not be able to defeat Lin Yuan.
Apparently Deng Yi hadn't thought of this, so at this time he was tied to an iron bed.
He is receiving electric shocks because he is behaving like a normal person.
So instead, the power on his body that blocked Wei Ping's perception disappeared.
With books it is long, without books it is short.
Lin Yuan's thoughts flashed through his mind in a flash.
"Is this your brother?" Wei Ping said as he condensed a flaming sword in his hand.
The next moment, he killed the evil thought .
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear what you just said. Could you please say it again?"
Evil thoughts are already within Wei Ping's realm.
Even if Wei Ping's attributes dropped to more than 500, they would still completely crush the evil thoughts.
So the evil mind had no power to resist and was hacked to death by Wei Ping.
Death is so easy, everyone is destined to die, but evil thoughts are definitely lighter than a feather.
After all, Wei Ping didn't even look at the evil thoughts.
When Lin Yuan saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Ha, it's been a while since anyone could make me angry. You're pretty good."
In fact, Lin Yuan was not that angry. The evil thoughts were dead, so they died.
Anyway, it is not the first or second time that Evil Thought has been killed by Lin Yuan. After his death, he will return to the City of Sin.
In Lin Yuan's place, you can kill evil thoughts, but you cannot capture him, because evil thoughts can be resurrected after death.
It’s just that Lin Yuan hasn’t experienced this feeling of being provoked for a long time.
In front of him, he casually hacked his brother to death.
"You have already chosen the way to die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yuan suddenly disappeared from the spot.
The heavy pressure on his body had no effect on his fight to the death.
But when Lin Yuan appeared behind Wei Ping, he felt the difficulty in swinging the Scythe of Death in his hand.
It’s like an ordinary person with sandbags weighing dozens of kilograms tied to his hands, fighting with others.
Wei Ping's field can probably be considered an auxiliary field.
Even though Lin Yuan’s total attributes now exceed 600 points.
But it still had such a serious impact on him.
Wei Ping dodged this attack easily, and the next moment, he swung the flaming sword in his hand towards Lin Yuan.
The fight to the death was launched and Lin Yuan disappeared again.
While dodging Wei Ping's attack, he also appeared on Wei Ping's right side.
This time, the scythe of death in Lin Yuan's hand and the flaming sword in Wei Ping's hand slashed towards each other at the same time.
This was a fight to the death, but neither of them had any intention of backing down.
A madman, a naughty child who doesn't know what fear is.
Because of the influence of Wei Ping's domain, the flaming sword slashed at Lin Yuan faster than the scythe of death.
But when the blade was about to hit his body, Lin Yuan's transformation into the god of death was activated.
It was like a body condensed from black mist. When the flaming sword chopped on it, Lin Yuan's attributes suddenly increased by more than ten points.
At this moment, the scythe of death also slashed Wei Ping's body.
When Wei Ping saw Lin Yuan, who had he took a blow from him but was not hurt at all.
Knowing that the situation was not good, he immediately drew his sword and retreated.
But it was still a step too late, and the Grim Reaper's scythe left a long wound on his body.
Bright red blood dripped onto the ground, and Wei Ping looked at Lin Yuan with a gloomy expression.
"There are so many strange methods."
At this time, Deng Yi was tied to an iron bed, with wounds all over his body. He was twitching while watching the fight between Lin Yuan and Wei Ping.
It was not until this moment that he realized how big the gap was between him and Lin Yuan.
Wei Ping, who was completely unable to fight back, was actually injured by Lin Yuan.
Deng Yi could clearly sense how terrifying Wei Ping was.
But such a terrifying Wei Ping couldn't beat Lin Yuan.
The burning flames and the broken city, Deng Yi had no idea what they were.
He only knew that all of his attributes were reduced by half, and the heavy pressure on his body made him almost unable to breathe.
The wound that could not heal caused him to lose too much blood and his face became paler.
The continuous electric shocks caused him to foam at the mouth and his brain went blank.
At this time, everyone in the Southern Country live broadcast room was even more shocked by Lin Yuan’s strength.
Their God Deng was like a dead fish at this moment, twitching continuously in the electric current.
Lin Yuan, who is also a candidate, is able to fight head-on against the big boss in the world of ghost stories.
In Nan Guo’s live broadcast room, barrages filled the screen.
[Is this the candidate from the original world? This kid is so strong that he is not human.]
[What is that sickle? It looks so strong and cool. Is this a paid player?]
[This battle is full of special effects, black fog, bloody flames, broken cities, burning hospitals.]
[Wait, if this kid fights with the dean, then does Deng Shen have a chance to survive? ]
[But the question now is, will God Deng die in the aftermath of the battle between the two of them? ]
While people in the South Country live broadcast room were discussing each other, Wei Ping was staring at Lin Yuan.
"I underestimated you. Next, the battle officially begins."
As the words fell, the flames around him burned more fiercely.
And into Lin Yuan's ears, he heard countless wailing and terrified voices.
The heavy pressure on the body suddenly increased several times.
Even though Lin Yuan's total attributes were over 600 at the moment, he felt that he could not move forward.
At this time, Wei Ping opened his arms, closed his eyes, raised his head, and spoke with a look of enjoyment on his face.
"Did you hear that? This is the sound from hell."
