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Alphonse didn't say that the biological matrix was safely locked in a room that was absolutely impossible to enter?

What's with Task Four?

The Abyssal Prime hasn't appeared yet.

The system wouldn't make players destroy the biological matrix, which also hasn't appeared, in the remaining twenty minutes while facing the threat of a nuclear explosion countdown, right?

Unless... the system is forcing players to start killing each other.

The six players exchanged glances with extreme understanding.

Now, as long as they kill one more of the other side, they can immediately choose to teleport away.

And the side that is killed must complete the tasks of destroying the biological matrix and eliminating the Abyssal Prime.

At the same time, they have to be wary of the 20-minute nuclear explosion countdown.

Eliminating one of the other side first gives them an infinite advantage.

Being eliminated by the other side makes it basically impossible to turn the tables—the enemy team can directly choose to teleport away, and even if one's own side wants to score by killing, it won't be possible.

Not to mention, there are still an unknown number of Abyssal creatures rushing towards this place...

If they drag it out any longer, they will either be worn down to death by the Abyssal monsters or stabbed in the back, leading to the destruction of the entire team.

Both sides were only temporary collaborators to begin with. Now that they are forced into a desperate situation, they naturally become tense.

Alphonse, who was completely unaware of the discord among the players, was still talking to the players through the loudspeakers under the fungal carpet on the ceiling, "There are 20 minutes left. Hurry up and escape. I don't want to hurt you."

Zhuang Pengpai ignored the rushing sounds coming from the corner at the end of the corridor and looked coldly at the loudspeaker on the ceiling.

"You lied to us. The biological matrix was not locked up."

"Just a benevolent deception."

Alphonse said calmly, "When the disaster happened, I did put the matrix into the Hidden Dead Angle.

However, a strand of hair that fell from my body transformed into an Abyssal creature under the influence of the matrix, and jammed the door lock.

By the time I discovered it, the fungal carpet had already pried open the door and connected to the biological matrix, continuously drawing power from her.

It formed an unprecedented Abyssal monster around the matrix.

That monster's power is far beyond your imagination.

If it weren't for the fact that the biological matrix itself doesn't have autonomous consciousness, I'm afraid it would have rushed out of the surface long ago and transformed Junlin and the entire world like God."

Alphonse paused for a moment and said quite sincerely, "Knowing the news that there are surviving humans on the surface is of great significance to me.

Every human is a hope for rebuilding civilization.

You don't have much time left, really, hurry up and escape."

Before he finished speaking, dense, rain-like rushing sounds rang out from the end of the corridor.

"Too late..."

Alphonse regretted it and sighed deeply.

In the not-so-wide corridor, all kinds of bizarre Abyssal creatures waved their claws, spewed venom, opened their sharp mouthparts, and let out sharp, furious roars.

They surged like a tide. The Abyssal creatures in the front were pushed and squeezed down by the Abyssal monsters behind, and trampled into meat paste.

One end of the T-shaped corridor was filled with Abyssal creatures, while the other end was still empty, as if deliberately opening up an escape route for Li Ang and the others.

"Guji—"

A viscous, greasy footstep came from another empty corridor. The flesh and blood fungal carpet under the players' feet slid towards the walls on both sides like a receding tide.

The air seemed to freeze.

Those Abyssal creatures that were rushing forward also stopped their footsteps and retreated uniformly and silently to the rear.

They voluntarily withdrew from the Prime's hunting ground.

The Stonemason, standing in the T-shaped corridor, felt as if his neck was frozen into an ice stick. He turned his head stiffly to look at the source of the unhurried, strolling footsteps.

It was a monster that seemed to have walked out of the most chaotic and disorderly nightmare.

It had a centipede-like, long, flat body, covered with a layer of dark red carapace similar to heavy rust. Every meter, the carapace would be interrupted once, forming sections of segments.

Its head was a deformed and terrifying red spherical mass of flesh.

The surface of the flesh was covered with densely packed biological carapaces, metal fragments, and broken bones.

As the monster wriggled forward, these odds and ends constantly tore apart the spherical flesh itself, causing blood to gush out.

And on the lower half of the spherical mass of flesh, there was a compound chelate mouthpart composed of several curved bones.

This hideous and terrifying mouthpart opened and closed uncontrollably at high speed, like a crazily running pulverizer.

Unlike a centipede, this monster did not have legs. Instead, it had stubby octopus tentacles.

These tentacles with powerful tendons supported the monster's huge weight, alternately wriggling forward like sea anemones, seemingly slow but actually fast.

And on a certain segment in the middle of the monster's body, there was a gray-brown plate-like object embedded, like a small blackboard, swaying as the monster moved forward.

This is... the Abyssal Prime carrying the biological matrix...

The Stonemason only had time to flash this thought in his mind before his body flew up involuntarily—the seemingly clumsy and slow Abyssal Prime waved and launched a tentacle in a flash of lightning,

Like a long whip, it accurately struck the Stonemason's chest, breaking all his ribs and causing his entire chest cavity to cave in.

With a "bang," a humanoid dent was smashed into the alloy wall,

The Stonemason slid down from the wall and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs...

The Black Saint, who was originally standing next to him, disappeared from the spot the moment the Stonemason's body flew up.

The next second, he had already appeared behind Wanli Fengdao. The tip of the thin sword in his hand condensed a shining cold light, wrapped in a whistling wind, and stabbed straight towards Wanli Fengdao's back.

Skill Name: Gale Backstab

Type: Melee

Effect: Preset the number of sword strikes, guide for 1 second, teleport behind an enemy, and stab forward several times. The speed and damage of each sword will be superimposed. During the sword strikes, the player cannot actively make other actions unless the sword move is interrupted by external force.

Consumption: 20% of total stamina

Cooldown: 5 minutes

Note: To the grass under my feet, the breeze is already a storm.

The strength of the Abyssal Prime exceeded everyone's imagination. Perhaps when the six people work together, they can fight against it, and even defeat and kill it at a certain cost.

But in the current predicament where both sides are caught in suspicion and distrust, the Stonemason's initial serious injury has broken the delicate balance between the two teams.

The Black Saint, whose original name was Cui Zaixi, would never entrust his life to the conscience of others...

"Zheng—"

The thin sword that should have pierced into Wanli Fengdao's spine was blocked by a simple, unadorned Han sword.

Wanli Fengdao's body remained still, but his head turned 180 degrees like an owl, and the long sword held in his backhand easily blocked the Black Saint's backstab.

Wanli Fengdao stared at the Black Saint, who was about to burst with rage, and said faintly, "It seems, I was underestimated..."

The Player is Ferocious

The Player is Ferocious