The evil wind at the bottom of the valley crashes between the rugged rock walls.
Roll up the finely ground sand and gravel and slap them intensively on Li Zheng and others.
It leaves black, bloody, and other traces on their skin.
Wails like slaughtering pigs sounded one after another. After you sang, I came on stage, as if I was playing a symphony of pain.
The commander is player Grind Emperor Group, who is called a "beast" by other reserve students.
At this time, the Grind Emperor Group members, who had already distributed the damage to the Good Brothers, looked pained on their faces but felt happy in their hearts.
"Brother Li, don't tell me. I feel like the conductor of a concert. If you want the pitch to be higher, it will be higher. Why don't you try playing a piece of music?" Eat Earth said in the team chat channel.
"Beast(9)."
Regarding Eat Earth's idea, players Li Zheng and Grind Emperor Group expressed their condemnation.
But joking aside, the damage caused by the evil wind is real. Even if they choose to die themselves, they will not let their brothers take this risk. They can be reborn in Emperor's Tomb Village, but the brothers will only have one life.
This kind of continuous damage will not affect Good Brothers in the short term, but as time goes by, something will happen sooner or later.
This is also the reason why they finally chose to inlay San Shi to spread the damage.
During this time, they were also gulping in air.
The white air flow gathered around their mouths, and after being filtered and purified, it turned into pure life energy and Mental Energy and poured into their bodies.
Then Life Link will be given to the Good Brother people who are suffering together to ensure their safety Ming An.
Therefore, what is essentially transmitted is pain.
At this moment, players Li Zheng and Grind Emperor Group once again felt the beauty of being a player.
The core of Body Tempering training, in addition to the test of willpower, also requires them to learn to absorb energy to maintain body operation in a turbid and thin environment.
It is very difficult to do this.
It is difficult to concentrate while enduring constant pain.
But if you want to separate pure energy from the turbid and thin air, you need to concentrate on it. If you are not careful, the separated energy will be confused again.
But their players are different.
Since the server was launched, the version of Eat Qi has always been T0. Using it here is simply cheating.
Eat Qi Monster Soul gives the player passive characteristics and breath binding. Every breath can be accompanied by Eat Qi's automatic filtering and convergence effects. Evil energy is a double blow with physical and mental damage.
The effect of Eat Qi's characteristics is to restore the vitality and mental state, perfectly counteracting the lethality caused by evil spirits.
The most important thing is that the lethality of the evil spirit is not strong, otherwise the magic shield would not set this place as the assessment site.
The recovery effect of Eat Qi is not strong, but the voltage stabilization is very bad.
Therefore, the characteristic effect of Eat Qi perfectly offsets the damage caused by evil spirits, except for the pain.
But in the eyes of players Li Zheng and Grind Emperor Group, pain is no longer a problem. It is now being endured by the brothers in the training camp. They have been completely relieved. But in terms of state, they still have to pretend to be in great pain.
When the brothers were wailing, they had to shout a few words along with them.
If there is sudden silence, it will definitely arouse the brothers' suspicion.
If you want to act, you have to do the whole thing.
"Ouch, this evil wind is blowing so hard that my bones are falling apart, it hurts me to death.
"It feels like my skin is about to be scraped away. It hurts. It hurts so much that my eyes turn black."
"Hi~his~ha~fuck.
Although it no longer hurts at all, in terms of shouting volume, the player Grind Emperor Group is still the loudest in the audience.
Long Gen, who was watching from the side, twitched his mouth and couldn't help but roar again, signaling them to stop shouting and must hold back.
This is also what Li Zheng and Grind Emperor Group players admire most about Long Gen.
Even though the pain he endured has greatly increased, Long Gen can still remain silent. He is simply the most macho among macho men.
"Speaking of... I discovered something strange." At this moment, Ghost Eye raised his head, revealing a painful face with bulging veins on his forehead, and then continued in a hoarse voice:
"I feel... there is a pure life energy and Mental Energy... constantly pouring into my body, although the amount is very small... but I don't know where this energy comes from."
"It turns out that you are also in this situation, and so am I." A student from the Yu Du clan also raised his head and asked in confusion.
"It turns out you all feel it, and I feel it too." Li Zheng answered decisively, his expression looking extremely confused.
"Me too."
"I have it too."
Players from Grind Emperor Group and other students responded one after another, saying that it had also appeared on them.
But no one knows the answer to this question.
How can the brothers in the training camp see through the power of rules? They can't even analyze the path of energy flow.
As time went by, brothers Li Zheng and Grind Emperor Group began to kill time by watching dramas on the forum.
The shouts became more and more perfunctory. Occasionally, my attention was attracted by a certain post on the forum, and the wails suddenly turned into laughter.
For example, when Eat Earth was browsing the forum, he was still connected to Explorer's live broadcast room.
When I saw Explorer lying down in the bushes very obscenely after encountering a group of monsters, and the barrage of ridicule, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. The sudden laughter instantly attracted the attention of other students.
Realizing that something was wrong, Eat Earth decisively pretended to be dumbfounded, putting on an appearance that was no longer normal, and his eyes were distracted.
This made other students extremely worried, fearing that Eat Earth had been eroded by the evil wind, and his mental consciousness had become disordered.
"Eat Earth Are you okay? Ghost Eye looked worried.
"It's okay, he can't die. This is my Player Race's unique ability. I can put myself into a state of mental protection by closing part of my consciousness." Li Zheng cursed in the team chat channel, and then gave Ghost Eye the answer.
"Then why don't you use it?" the Yu Du student on the other side asked with a confused expression.
"We haven't reached the limit yet. It's not necessary. There will be side effects. If you use it too much, you will become a fool."
It was clear that Eat Earth was fine, and the other students continued to focus on themselves, trying to capture the pure energy particles floating in the evil wind. Although there was the blessing of mysterious energy, screening the energy was one of the assessments.
They don't know exactly how long the mysterious energy can last. Their current efforts are to reserve energy for survival in the following days.
And players Li Zheng and Grind Emperor Group are not idle either.
Watching live broadcasts, browsing forums, browsing Trading House prices... In addition to being unable to move and feeling hungry, the days were even more comfortable than in the training camp. The training camp had special training programs every day, and the process was torturous and physically and mentally exhausted.
But here, it's like a vacation.
Occasionally I look up at the Good Brothers who are suffering and cheer them up in my heart.
It is said that the "Evil Qi Body Tempering" trial is one of the training items with the highest probability of death.
But this time, their players use Eat Qi to escort them, which can ensure that none of the brothers will die and they can all return to the camp safely.
The price is that the brothers will suffer more pain than previous students.
Day and night alternated, and below the valley floor shrouded in black mist, one could barely distinguish the passage of time through a thin ray of light that lit up from time to time above the head. On this day, the evil wind suddenly weakened.
The brothers in the training camp, who had been struggling for several days and had not exchanged words during this period, opened their eyes one after another.
"Hahaha, the good days have finally come." A student from the Four-Pupiled Clan said in surprise.
"It's a pity. I thought I could mention the intensity of the next few days, but it's boring." Long Gen looked around at the increasingly clear field of vision and answered with a regretful expression.
Hearing these extremely pretentious words, Li Zheng and other students gave him the middle finger.
Speaking of animals, it has to be Long Gen.
No matter what I think in my heart, I always ask for higher difficulty on the surface, even if I can't bear the difficulty at all.
After the evil wind subsided, the atmosphere became lively and students reduced their stress through communication.
Under normal circumstances, this is a good time to obtain life energy.
But every student's body is full of life energy, so there is no need to worry about this problem.
The topic unknowingly turned to the front lines and battlefields.
For Li Zheng and Grind Emperor Group players, the battlefield is always a heavy topic.
Before God of Wealth left, he said that 8 million Counter-Tide soldiers were killed every day, and this was only the routine death data.
If a full-scale war breaks out, the death data will increase several times or even dozens of times.
The students trained by the Tidal Rebellion Legion may not survive a day on the front line.
They felt extremely depressed when they thought that these brothers who got along day and night would all go to a cruel battlefield.
As players, they have unlimited error tolerance.
But brothers live only once.
Even as players, they are not omnipotent. They have no ability to change the fate of Tongzi. All they can do is accompany them. But other students have completely opposite feelings to them.
Tongzi's eyes flashed with anticipation when he chatted with other students about the battlefield.
After more contact, Li Zheng already understands the attitude of these brothers towards going to the battlefield.
In the understanding of this group of foreign students, the value of their lives has long been forged with the glory of their ethnic group.
As the new generation of elites selected from the ethnic group, they have to fight for the glory of the ethnic group.
Therefore, they are eager to step onto the battlefield, not because they are afraid, but because they firmly believe that only in the tempering of blood and fire can their existence shine with the most dazzling light until Soul Return Counter-Tide can bring glory to the ethnic group.
This is a responsibility that has been instilled in them for as long as they can remember.
Every drop of blood shed in Tidal Rebellion Training Camp is to temper itself into a war weapon.
Even every breath in the training camp is preparation for embarking on the battlefield. For them, death is not a void and unknown, but a destination and the most heroic way of burning in life.
When they talked about the battlefield, there was no haze in their eyes, only blazing light.
There is also the calmness to put life and death aside.
This is fate, and it is also the biggest difference between their players and other students.
The battlefield in the eyes of their players is purgatory and a meat grinder of death.
But in the eyes of other students, the battlefield is the starting point of their glory.
They are not afraid of death, they are just afraid that they will not be able to let the flag of the tribe fly longer on the battlefield.
The moment they step onto the battlefield, they will fulfill their innate mission and fight for Counter-Tide until the end of their lives.
This is also the whole meaning of their existence.
And they players can only watch all this in silence.
He is powerless to change the fate of these warriors, nor can he understand why they can embrace destruction so calmly.
Li Zheng once thought whether these brothers have been brainwashed.
But after being in contact for a long time, he knew very well that these brothers were always sober.
He once had a conversation with Ghost Eye about the battlefield.
Trying to use their earthly logic to convince them, telling them that life should not be burned out so easily.
Ghost Eye's rhetorical question is:
"Then tell me, what is a meaningful life? Is it to find a place to live quietly, do you think this is meaningful?" Li Zheng's answer to him was:
"You can experience a new life instead of living for war and start a new chapter of your life."
Ghost Eye laughed happily after hearing these words, as if he had heard a very funny joke:
"You always say that life is precious, but what exactly is precious to you Definition? Is it just the length of survival?"
At that time, he opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but saw Ghost Eye lift his wrist covered with training scars and said with a smile:
"Do you still remember the snow sturgeons outside the first Snow Valley training camp? They spent their entire lives swimming upstream, jumping over snowfalls until their scales peeled off. Do you think they are stupid?" At this point, Ghost Eye's eyes changed. "And our blood flows with the sound of the tide that is older than the snow sturgeons. This is the path we are destined to take. We would rather die than look back. This is also the meaning of the two words Counter-Tide."
"You pity us for living for war, but you don't see why we fight. Without Tidal Rebellion Legion protection, my tribe is food in Monster World. Imagine when your descendants are devoured by foreign predators, when your tribe is refined into nutrients by foreigners, then You will understand that sometimes survival is more like destruction than death. When we fight for Counter-Tide, we are also fighting for the continuation of the ethnic group. The idea of living for yourself is too selfish." After this conversation, Li Zheng fell silent.
The starting point for their players to think about problems is themselves, but the starting point for Counter-Tide warriors is the group and the future.
Every group is trying their best to survive.
The reservists in Tidal Rebellion Training Camp are not tamed war weapons, they are more like martyrs.
In the training camp, you temper yourself into a blade, and then use your flesh and blood as fuel on the battlefield to carve out a future path in the torrent of destruction. This future is not only for you, but also for your tribe, relatives, and descendants.
This is also the calm choice made by warrior Counter-Tide after seeing through the nature of fate.
He used his own point of view to persuade Ghost Eye, which really seemed naive.
This conversation also made Li Zheng change his mind.
What they can do is to accompany these Good Brothers and do their best to protect them on the battlefield until the end of their lives. Listening to them talk about the frontline battlefield, none of the Li Zheng and Grind Emperor Group players answered. This topic made him feel very heavy.
There is not much time left before we go to the battlefield.
Time passed by chatting.
After the alternation of day and night, the intensity of the evil wind began to gradually increase.
The wailing sound like a slaughtering pig sounded again.
This time the evil wind seemed a bit unusual. The intensity did not reach a plateau after a brief increase, but gradually increased as time went by. Even Long Gen, which had full tolerance attribute points, let out a low roar.
Li Zheng, who felt something was wrong, decisively spoke on the team voice channel:
"Brothers, disconnect Life Link. Now the power of the evil wind has exceeded the characteristics of Eat Qi. If it continues to transmit, something will happen." After hearing Li Zheng's cry, the player of Grind Emperor Group disconnected without hesitation.
It's okay to play around, but they won't play around with their brothers' lives.
The moment Life Link was disconnected, a tragic cry instantly sounded, attracting the attention of other students.
I don't understand what's wrong with the beast Player Race.
But their attention soon turned to themselves.
The intensity of the evil wind this time was far greater than before.
Gradually, the evil wind began to transform.
It is no longer a simple surge of air, it is like thousands of invisible blades rubbing against each other.
Light cyan and light black wind patterns appeared in the air, and black scratches appeared on the cliff wherever they passed.
The chains tied to them also made a "squeaking" sound in the fierce wind.
Half an hour later, the evil wind completely rioted, turning into a solid turbid current, carrying biting coldness and sharpness, and intensively cut into their bodies. The wind pressure tore spider web-like cracks on the cliff wall, and the gravel was swept into the air, and was instantly crushed into childish powder.
Fine Blood Pattern appeared on Li Zheng and other students, and blood beads were swept away by the wind along with the scars and cracks.
There was a faint fishy smell in the air, making it difficult to even open my eyes.
When the wind reached its peak, the entire area Yu Du was shrouded in a blue-black wind curtain vortex.
The ground also began to tremble regularly, as if something underground was gradually waking up.
The wailing around him became more and more shrill. Li Zheng felt that every breath he took was like swallowing thousands of red-hot iron nails, and the burning pain spread from his throat to his lungs.
"Hold on!" Long Gen's roar sounded in the wind, and then he opened his eyes suddenly.
Realizing that the evil wind was out of control, he released Qi and Blood, woven into a shield, and enveloped all the students.
The price of doing this was that Qi and Blood was consumed quickly. Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, but he still straightened his back and said with a ferocious expression:
"Please wake up, we agreed to go to the battlefield together, and we must not fall down here."
But soon, Long Gen's expression began to weaken at a speed visible to the naked eye, and blood oozed from his seven orifices.
"Let me do it!" Ghost Eye said in a deep voice at this moment, and then he also weaved Qi and Blood out of his body into a shield, and along the way, he slapped Long Gen on the chest with his mental power, interrupting Long Gen's Qi and Blood release.
After more than ten minutes, Ghost Eye began to look sluggish and turned pale.
The amount of Qi and Blood in the body is already less than one-third, and if it continues, it will fall into a state of unconsciousness and near-death.
"I'll do it." The Yu Du clan boss finished his words and released Qi and Blood.
In the next two days, they alternately weaved Qi and Blood shields to resist the evil wind that continued to strengthen.
But without external energy supplements, most students have reached their limit.
If this continues, all students will die here.
This is the most cruel thing about Tidal Rebellion Training Camp. It is like the random delivery test in the graduation examination. Luck is also a key part of survival. The chance of the evil storm coming is very low, but they encountered it.
Watching one brother after another fall into the state of Qi and Blood depletion, the players of Li Zheng and Grind Emperor Group are also extremely anxious.
"Damn it, if this evil wind doesn't stop, all the brothers will die here." Eat Earth said angrily in the team voice channel.
"No, let the brothers in Emperor's Tomb Village buy some positioning teleportation. Take all the brothers back to the Emperor's Tomb Mountain Range. I won't allow them to die here." Family Sharing gave an idea at this time.
After hearing these words, Li Zheng also had an idea:
"Don't panic, there is no need to use positioning transmission. I won't be able to explain to Elder You and the others at that time. What we lack now is a recovery channel. There are many in the mall. If it doesn't work, just use them."
"Brother Li, I listen to you." Killing Intent nodded immediately.
As time went by, the intensity of the evil wind became stable, but it never weakened and was still roaring fiercely.
Qi and Blood The Relay of the shield is still in progress, and we will soon arrive at Grind Emperor Group.
They didn't hesitate and picked up decisively.
But compared to the shields woven by other students using Qi and Blood, players have the Monster Soul blood shield, which has higher defense strength but lower consumption. Secondly, Eat Earth releases Light Shield, which does not need to consume Qi and Blood energy at all.
They persisted much longer than other students.
But the evil wind still shows no sign of stopping.
Facing a desperate situation, Li Zheng, who was generating a blood shield to resist the evil wind, turned to look at Ghost Eye, who was already looking depressed:
"Tongzi, my blood shield lasts four times as long as yours, isn't it amazing?"
Ghost Eye glanced at him sideways:
"If the evil wind doesn't stop, we will all die here without external energy replenishment. Do you still have the intention to ask me this?"
"You all have to die. There is a high probability that we Player Race will be resurrected. How can we really die?"
Ghost Eye...
The rest of the students...
"Beast!(130)"
Soon, the energy of Li Zheng was also exhausted at this time, and Eat Earth took over.
Facing the evil wind that has not yet stopped, students of all races are ready to face death.
In their eyes, when the students of Player Race run out of energy, they will face the ravages of the evil wind.
In their current state, it is impossible for them to withstand the evil wind.
At this moment, Ghost Eye pulled off the necklace from his neck, turned to look at Li Zheng and said:
"Bricklayer, when you die, you can take away your belongings with you. I leave this necklace to you. Send it back to my clan for me." "How about giving it to me?"
"I'm giving it to you, sir. This is a token of my clan, how could I give it to you?" Ghost Eye laughed and cursed, then started coughing violently, and then threw the necklace over. Li Zheng took the necklace and looked down, but he didn't expect that the necklace that Ghost Eye had always refused to give would actually get into his hands in this way. Although he was greedy, he understood the importance of this thing to Ghost Eye.
It can be seen that Ghost Eye is really ready to face death.
Seeing that the evil wind showed no sign of weakening, Li Zheng turned to look at the other students:
"Is there any other brother who needs to convey his last words or has any final instructions? Brother, I will do it for you."
After hearing Li Zheng's animalistic speech, the other students laughed and cursed.
But this behavior also relieves the stress of facing death.
A student from Ghost Wind Race took a red gem from his arm guard and threw it towards Li Zheng:
"Bricklayer, this gem was sent back to the tribe for me and given to my sister. I told her that my brother had failed. He would take my place in the training camp and resume my journey... I let her down."
When saying these words, student Ghost Wind Race could not hide the bitterness in his eyes.
Li Zheng can totally understand this.
To these students, dying on the battlefield and dying in the training camp represent glory and shame.
Seeing that other students had thoughts of giving last words, Li Zheng immediately decided not to hide it.
Even if you do this, you will definitely receive a "merciless iron fist" from your brothers when you go back.
At this moment, he threw the gem back to the student Ghost Wind Race and turned to look at Ghost Eye:
"Tongzi, I also have something for you."
After saying this, Li Zheng took out a bottle of special recovery potion from his space bag and threw it towards Ghost Eye.
Seeing Li Zheng suddenly conjuring a bottle of potion, Ghost Eye's eyes widened, but he still reached out to catch the potion, and then said in disbelief, "You kid, where did you conjure it?"
Feeling the pure life energy dissipating from the medicine bottle, Ghost Eye was filled with confusion.
This assessment requires students not to bring any items other than ethnic tokens, including various potions and ointments used to replenish physical strength. The instructor also conducted a detailed physical examination before coming.
But I didn't expect that this kid Bricklayer was so bold that he dared to hide secretly.
The most important thing is, how did he avoid the instructor's inspection?
At this moment, a scene that made Ghost Eye and other students find it unbelievable happened.
I saw Player Race students conjuring bottles after bottles of potions containing pure vitality out of thin air, and throwing them at them like wholesale:
The students who received the potion all looked stunned and difficult to understand.
But I heard Li Zheng say at this time:
"Don't even look at me, just drink. Do you really want to die here?"
With that said, Li Zheng took out a steaming spiritual food meal from his space bag, opened the lid amidst the stunned expressions of the students, lowered his head and took a sip:
"Smells!"
After saying this, he picked up a piece of charcoal-grilled pork tenderloin that exuded a rich meaty aroma.
The surface of the meat was shiny with golden butter, and there were a few grains of crystal sea salt stuck to the crispy skin. As he moved, the oil slowly slid down the texture. For the foreign students who had not eaten for several days, this scene was full of temptation and visual impact.
Gudu!
Swallowing sounds came one after another.
I saw Li Zheng stuffing the piece of meat into his mouth, and the moment his teeth bit through the crispy skin, it made a crunching sound.
Seeing Li Zheng's behavior, the other students suddenly became uneasy.
Especially Ghost Eye.
Memories from a year and a half ago suddenly came to mind, and he thought of many difficult events from the first and second training camps.
The starting point of their memory is the first canteen battle in which Player Race left a deep impression on them.
It was this contact and the subsequent torture caused by Player Race that made them completely admire Player Race.
But there was a problem that troubled him for a long time.
Player Race beast, why can it bear hunger so well?