Chapter 394: Cutting off someone's financial resources is like killing their parents, cutting off the player's mission...
A voice that Dorothy was familiar with sounded from behind her, followed by a hand on her shoulder, and a soft and unbright light shone.
The holy light is constantly healing Dorothy's wounds, stopping the bleeding and healing them.
But Mo Cheng also felt that there was something in Dorothy's body that suppressed her magic power, something that the Holy Light could not interfere with.
"Is it you?"
Surprise, suspicion, disbelief. It's hard to believe that a person's eyes can express so many emotions in a short period of time. "Why are you here?"
Dorothy's injuries were no longer serious. After making sure that she would not die suddenly, he walked up to Dorothy and protected her behind him.
"I heard there's a really good restaurant in Bezeko, and I'm planning on coming over and treating you to a meal."
He casually found an excuse and answered the question of the person behind him lightly. He did not say that this was Principal Muzer's task.
Because the mission was almost a failure, speaking out would only lead to ridicule.
Mo Cheng's mood at the moment was not good enough to talk about this matter calmly.
On the contrary, he is very angry now, not just ordinary angry.
"Be...careful..."
Dorothy spoke these extremely weak words, and after using all her strength to remind him, she fainted.
After holding on for a long time, she saw reinforcements, which relaxed her tense nerves and she lost consciousness and fainted in an instant.
Before Mo Cheng contacted and joined the delegation, this mission which was very important to him failed inexplicably. Even when he was on the way, suddenly all the members of the delegation died, and the mission just failed.
Mo Cheng did not take any action during the entire mission, but he still failed.
The failure was not due to the traitor being too cunning, but the assassination by a group of completely inexplicable guys.
How could Mo Cheng not feel angry?
How could this calm him?
The last time he encountered such an inexplicable thing was in the longest-running MMORPG game, when someone released a natural disaster plague into Stormwind City.
Then, Mo Cheng, who had taken great pains to complete the task, returned to the city and was about to hand in the task and repair his equipment. However, he found that the person who issued the task was gone, the person who repaired the equipment was gone, and all the people in the city had died from the plague.
It wasn't a hostile tribe that attacked and massacred the city, but a group of players who were having fun spreading the plague to the main city.
Then his mission was lost because of other people's fun.
"Are you interested in telling me who sent you out?"
Mo Cheng spoke calmly without any intonation, facing the group of pursuers, "I'm curious, who is it?"
But there was no answer, and the pursuers looked at Mo Cheng as if he were a dead man.
No matter who the person in front of him was or why he appeared here, the moment he stepped into this jungle, his fate of death was doomed.
There was no way the pursuers would leave anybody alive and let the truth leak out.
Not only will they not answer Mo Cheng's questions, they will also solve the person who asked the question, so that the question will always remain just a question.
Moved!
The pursuers were like frightened snakes or swift deer in the woods, disappearing in a flash. When they were discovered, all that could be seen was their sudden appearance.
The eyes, throat, temples, heart, spine, and lower body suddenly burst out, all attacking the weak points of the human body.
Exquisite skills, seamless coordination, and sudden attacks are enough to dismember any strong man.
The trackers have hunted the so-called strong ones more than once, and in their eyes, this time will be the same.
But the facts told them that this time was different.
The first one was a pursuer who stabbed Mo Cheng in the back of the head with a dagger from behind. He felt the temperature drop rapidly, so low that he couldn't help but shiver.
Then his hands and feet became so cold that he lost all feeling, and soon his whole body turned pale, his blood solidified into ice, and he was cracking from the inside out.
The pursuer knew nothing, and before he could react, his body temperature and life were taken away.
At that moment, it was frozen into a ball of red ice.
“The first one.”
As the words fell, Mo Cheng took action.
The second [Lucky Person] chosen by Mo Cheng, flames began to emerge from his body, and then the flames seemed to encounter oil, and with a "boom" they exploded, enveloping the entire body of the [Lucky Person].
No, that's not right, it's not wrapped from the outside in.
Instead, it was from the inside out, blazing flames coming out of every pore, flames that were enough to melt steel and rock, a mere human body...
Only ashes are left.
"The second one."
After Mo Cheng killed two in a row, the other pursuers finally reacted and immediately tried to restrain their forward momentum. However, one or two of them were too far forward or too weak, so they did not have the ability to stop themselves.
Unable to stop myself from running towards death.
Mo Cheng didn't even raise his hands, he just looked at the two idiots who couldn't control themselves.
As he thought about it, power appeared and bestowed death on the two fools.
A painful death.
Light!
The cold, powerful light that repels all darkness begins to destroy the two pursuers at the cellular level.
It was a slow and painful process. The cells of the two pursuers began to be destroyed by the holy light one by one. Every time a cell was destroyed, they felt the pain of death.
A person will experience as many deaths and enter as many hells as there are cells in their body .
"ah!!!!!"
Even the tracker who had undergone rigorous training could not control himself and opened his mouth to scream.
But they could only cry out and continue to experience a long and torturous death.
When all the cells in their bodies are destroyed, a redemptive death will mercifully come to them.
With the screams of two pursuers slowly dying as the background sound, Mo Cheng looked at the only three remaining pursuers.
"Tell me, who sent you? Whoever answers will die quickly."
For Mo Cheng, every mission is rare and precious, so no matter how bad he is at this type of mission, he will do his best to complete it.
However, this time his mission was forcibly sabotaged even though he did not make any mistakes.
Cutting off someone's financial resources is like killing his parents, cutting off his mission...
Mo Cheng could only turn these people into tasks.
But no one answered. The three of them looked at each other, turned around and fled in three different directions.
“I like tough guys.”
As soon as he raised his hand, the power of nightmare enveloped the three of them.
There is no time in dreams, and no space in dreams. In just a moment, the three of them spent tens of millions of years in an endless nightmare.
I have also lived a life that was literally a nightmare thousands of times.
The three men had lifeless eyes and slowly fell to their knees, then fell to their death.
Their spirits had been completely wiped out by the nightmare, and the spiritual death caused the body to die along with the spirit.
