[MTL, BL] Run With The Ball in an Escape Game (Unlimited Streaming)

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The corpse of the ghost fell from the sky, there was no clean place on the ground, and the surrounding scenery was as terrifying as hell.

Jing Huan stood vigilantly and indifferently by the window and looked out, and he could see that the corpse that fell on the ground had disappeared, turning into a plume of black smoke and disappearing. Upon closer inspection, the black mist all drifted in the same direction.

So far, who is the real enemy behind the scenes and what he wants to do has been inferred by the two of them.

It is nothing more than a former "old friend", the most powerful immortal when people still believed in gods and Buddhas, and the existence of the emperor. In this apocalyptic era that has lost human belief, he is unwilling to disappear, so he tries his best to plunder power to keep himself alive.

This game made of magic weapons is his tool for plundering power.

Humans are ordinary but powerful creatures whose beliefs create gods and Buddhas, and their fears and hatreds naturally create other things. The oldest ghosts were even born before the fairy Buddha.

Today's human beings believe in science, but they are still afraid of death, and at the same time have strong feelings for their dead relatives and friends. Gods and Buddhas are gone, but ghosts still exist, so this can be used.

Killing human beings directly won't get the power, but torturing a dying soul into a ghost will do. This game came into being. It pulls in the dying human beings and makes them die in extreme fear, and there are more and more ghosts in the game.

Now, it is officially time for the slaughter.

"That's why that guy said...Even if we kill all the Specters and the players, we can't escape. Because this is exactly what he wants... But, it won't take long..." Jing Huan took two steps back carefully. He looked at the direction in which the black mist disappeared.

Will it be hidden there?

But before he could see clearly, a loud noise came from beside him, and the debris of the building almost hit him. Jing Huan turned his head and saw that Ying Mutian actually fell down, and the strong impact smashed the house.

At this time, Ying Mutian's condition was not very good. One of his eyes seemed to be injured, and blood flowed from half of his face. There were also many wounds with black and red blood on his arms, shoulders, and legs.

Jing Huan was startled, and hurried over to help him up.

"I'm fine, Huanhuan, don't worry." Ying Mutian wiped the blood from his mouth and stood up with difficulty with one eye open. Jing Huan frowned: "Speak less and rest for a while."

As he spoke, he looked out of the house. Ying Mutian was worthy of being the Ghost King, he killed most of them with one enemy, leaving only the last two Specter Ghosts.

These two ghosts were also covered with wounds, and one of them even lost a leg. But the state of the ghost king is not good at the moment, as long as the ghost king and his little lover are killed, they can get countless good things! The ghost king was exhausted, and the pregnant human next to them was nothing to fear.

"Don't underestimate the enemy." A

warning sounded in their minds, a warning from the master.

The two Specters became obediently vigilant, and the next second, a sword burning with golden flames stabbed straight at them. The flame burning on the sword is the most yang fire in the world, the real flame from the sun.