Thriller Paradise Chapter 507: The Magic Island of Tsui (13)

Ghost swamp, a place filled with stench.

The moonlight sheds light on the terrain here.

This is not so much a swamp, as it is a huge dung pit... The swamp is full of dark brown, sticky filth, and these fluids are constantly squirming, transpiring upward, and fermenting to produce a suffocating smell.

On the surface of the swamp, there are a series of narrow mud-rock paths. The trails are as complicated as blood vessels, intertwined and extended, and there is no rule to follow, but they are the only way for players to pass through here.

After five players walked out of the taunting woods, they came to the edge of this swamp.

At this time, Uncle Waste Chai has put on the [Skull of a Pessimist]. But seeing him step forward, came to the forefront of the team, and stood with his nose covered. After observing, he took off his helmet and looked at it again, then put it on again, the urn said: "When wearing this, a green translucent ‘light path’ will appear in front of him."

"Hmm...then...walk along this light path that only Walker believers can see, and you should be able to pass through this swamp safely." Honghu continued.

"Uh, uh--" At this moment, the traces on the side finally reached the limit of patience...threw up. But there was nothing in his stomach, only a puddle of liquid was vomited.

"Hey...are you okay?" Honghu tilted his head and looked at him.

"Haha...haha..." The trace department gasped for a few times and then "pouch" twice, spitting off a few traces of gastric juice sticking to the lips, and then replied, "Even if you vomit... …It’s not getting better! I still feel disgusting!"

"I advise you to learn to adapt as soon as possible..." Feng Bujue's cold voice sounded, "You will have to walk on the mud-rock paths on the surface of the swamp in a while. By then, the smell in the surrounding air will be more intense." He He snorted coldly, "Huh... you can't bear this level, then you are in danger..."

"Wh...what is the danger?" Tianma Xingkong, who was standing next to Brother Jue, asked nervously.

"Is this unclear..." Feng Bujue turned his head and pointed to the swamp in front of him. "If you are caught by the stench, your concentration will decrease and your mind and body will become dull. Then... just in case. During walking, my feet slipped..."

"Don't say such horrible things!" Tracebu's expression changed drastically, and he roared angrily.

When Tianma Xingkong heard this, his face was already pale, and he murmured: "Damn...As a hero, you must never die in this place..."

"Indeed...Unthinkable..." Even Uncle Waste Chai said with a calm face.

Honghu also said: "And in that case, I am afraid that no one will help...because it is very likely to be pulled down together."

"Hehe...It seems that you have already recognized the dangers of this **** swamp." Feng Bujue sneered, "Yes... what we are going to face at this moment... is the most terrifying thing in the world. One of the forms of death-drowning."

"This kind of words can't be found in the dictionary, so you can say it out of nowhere!" Rubu shouted. "Before this... it's obviously called'Ghost Swamp'! Even if it's all shit, it's called Ghost Swamp!"

"Just take a wrong step..." Feng Bujue ignored the other party's complaints, and continued, "...It's an abyss that can never be restored." He said with a solemn expression, "If you accidentally fall, Never expect someone to rescue you. I won’t reach out anyway."

"This line is so ruthless..." Uncle Fu Chai continued, "But I have to admit that I think so too..."

"Even if you crawl out of the swamp by your own strength, you will definitely be abandoned by your teammates..." Feng Bujue continued.

"Don't worry about it, if I fall, I will retreat..." Xiao Ma replied decisively.

Honghu helped the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "I planned to do the same."

"I won't fall." Cold sweat was dripping from the sideburns of Uncle Waste Chai, "If I slip and fall...I will retreat before I touch the surface of the shit."

"Cut...I wanted to retreat two hours ago..." Trace stretched his face and said with false eyes.

"Oh. That's right..." Feng Bujue seemed to think of something when he heard Trace Department's words. He turned around, fisted at the place where there was no one, and struck out a blow.

"Hey, this is the third time you did this action, right?" Honghu had a keen insight into what he said. "If I remember correctly...you will do this once every hour." He paused, his eyes changed slightly, "What else did you say'moving your muscles and bones'... Actually you are using a certain skill." Level?"

"Okay... I can see through it." Feng Bujue replied blankly, "Yes, my trick is the legendary trick, grab [BEEP——] Dragon Claw Hand. Huh... Even if you kneel down and beg me, I won’t teach you."

"Who believe it!" Honghu roared. "How can there be such nasty moves in this game! Even if there are... who else will learn it except you!"

"Okay, don't dwell on these trivial matters." Brother Jue moved away from the topic, "There is still one hour before the time limit to complete the task...Since we are taking a shortcut, there is naturally a surplus in time. . If nothing else, you will be able to cross this swamp and reach your destination within half an hour." His gaze swept across the crowd, "Everyone...with the awe of **** drowning, cheer up!"

"Well...In short, let's confirm the order when we pass through the swamp." Uncle Xie Chai responded, "Those mud and stone paths are very narrow, we must walk on them in a row." He patted his chest. "I am responsible for leading the way in front of the head, the order behind that is..."

"Let me break the queen." Honghu continued, "My detection expertise is good, and my vision is wide. Standing behind can have a comprehensive view of the whole situation, and can also prevent long-range attacks from all around."

"I'm going to follow Uncle Waste Chai." Tianma said in an empty way.

Hearing this, Trace Department looked at Feng Bujue, "Then there are only third and fourth places left. Do you want to walk in front of me or behind?"

"I won't go with you." Feng Bujue gave an amazing answer.

"What?" Everyone reacted the same way.

"You go first, I'm going to explore this swamp in an all-round way." Feng Bujue replied, "According to my years of gaming experience, in this kind of maze map where the environment is extremely harsh and people don’t want to stay long, often There are a few excellent items hidden, most of which are located in some remote blind alleys... I want to find them out."

"Hey, hey...Don't be kidding you." Uncle Fu Chai said, "The settings here can't be more obvious, right? Players can pass safely by following the route mapped by [Skull of Pessimist]. And other paths...may well lead to traps."

"Yes...maybe if you walk around, you will get empty of your feet or suddenly be dragged down by something..." Honghu continued.

"I didn't intend to step on those paths." Feng Bujue shrugged, "I can walk about one meter above the swamp." During the speech, he turned around and prepared to set off, "If necessary, I can stand in mid-air for a while. It really can’t... I can still walk on the surface of the shit.” He said, looking at the ends of the swamp, “In short, as long as the soles of the feet are facing down, I will It will never fall."

"Well... if you change to an ordinary person~ IndoMTL.com~ I will probably persuade him a few words..." Honghu thought for a few seconds and then replied, "But... it's your words. Anyway, it's self-inflicted. I won't I will keep you."

"Huh..." Feng Bujue grinned, "When the uncle did not bring Cheng Ying blindly into the Black Dragon Pool, you were still playing finger painting."

"Huh?" Honghu showed an inexplicable expression.

The other people didn't understand the meaning of Brother Jue's words, and looked at each other, not knowing that Jue was fierce. It seems that their generation is really unfamiliar with the game, otherwise they would have discerned the action of [Wild Ball Boxing] just now.

"No more." Feng Bujue covered his nose and mouth with one hand, lunged forward, "You don't have to wait for me, you can go in first when you get to the Temple of Faith, and I will catch up."

After that, Jue brother kicked his feet and broke through the air.

I saw him stepping out every month, staying at a height of more than one meter above the swamp, walking slowly like a dragonfly, gradually going away... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start ( ) Vote for recommended votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to read.)