Chapter 64: Stormy showers (2/2)

After a while, the big water droplets smashed down.

The weather on the sea is changing extremely fast. The sky was still clear just now, and in the blink of an eye it has turned into a world of torrential rain. The dark clouds over the entire Devil Jiao Island are rolling, as if thousands of dark horses are rushing. The screams of Gui Cry and Wolf Howling raged with the sea breeze, as if ten thousand steel knives were slammed on the Demon Jiao Island.

Even if it is sheltered by towering trees, there is still a wind and anger on Magic Jiao Island. The torrential rain is like a waterfall. Everyone is beaten by the rain to lift their heads and open their eyes. When the wind is blowing, the thick and thin trees are uprooted and uprooted. The ground blows into the distance, sweeping everything in the way.

In front of the majestic and majestic power of nature, the monster beasts that were still flaring their teeth and claws just became quiet, looking for caves and crevices to escape.

”A group of storms happened to pass over Devil Jiao Island. The violent storms are estimated to last all night!”

The Liaoyuan in mid-air was slightly shaken by the storm. A cultivator hovered at the tail of the battleship, squinted his eyes to observe the sky, and came to a conclusion.

A bolt of lightning struck just over his head, but was blocked by an invisible barrier half an inch away from his Heavenly Spirit Cover, turning into four or five silver snakes around him, reflecting a rather handsome face.

In this violent weather, it is difficult for the cultivators patrolling in the sky to take care of every corner of Demon Jiao Island.

The Puppies carried by the players rely on the chip to connect to the Liaoyuan. The spiritual link is very unstable, and it may not be able to monitor the player's situation in time, spraying protective gel at the deadly moment.

The danger of the game has greatly increased!

”Do you want to suspend the game?”

The cultivator opened his mouth, and the electric current around him was sucked into his abdomen. He licked his lips unconsciously, flew back to the Liaoyuan, and asked many cultivators.

In the monitoring center, the cultivators whispered to each other and made a decision after a while-the game continued as usual, not affected by the storm.

”In a real war, the monster beast will not truce with us because of bad weather!”

The man in black military uniform with the skull logo on his shoulders said coldly, with a face like steel.

”Yes, I can't handle such a violent storm, and I want to be a cultivator? It's a joke!” Another cultivator with interlaced scars on his face sneered.

As they spoke, twisted ripples appeared on the huge light curtain in front of them, as well as snowflake-like patterns.

This is the connection between Puppies and the monitoring center, disturbed by storms.

”Slap! Slap!”

Dozens of light curtains turned directly into black, obviously because the divine consciousness link was cut off.

This means that dozens of players are out of their monitoring and protection.

”Although the link is lost, Puppies will automatically record the player's status, with a slight delay at most, and points can still be calculated after the game, which does not hinder the continued progress of the game!”

”Twenty more cultivators will be sent to Magic Island to patrol back and forth to ensure the safety of the players. In the event of an accident, the candidates will be given family subsidies with the same treatment as the sacrifices of Federal Army soldiers!”

The cultivator and the officers discussed for a while and quickly made a decision-this is also the practice of previous challenges.

The Xingyao Federation was able to gain a foothold on the most fertile piece of land in the Celestial Realm. It was slain from the **** sea of ​​the corpse mountains of thousands of monsters and beasts. Every inch of the Federation's land was dyed red by the blood of the Federation Army and the cultivators!

The cultivator is the sword of human civilization. To become a cultivator, one must have the determination to die and the fearless spirit of sacrifice!

Don't be a cultivator if you are afraid of death!