I was pushed from behind and staggered forward three steps.
Before I could stand still, a strong smell of blood and burnt smell rushed into my nose, almost making me vomit. Underfoot is a piece of black-red soil, soft and soft, as if you are stepping on rotten flesh. Looking up, I almost vomited my overnight meal.
A mountain.
A mountain of corpses.
Some of the corpses were wearing armor, some were wearing modern T-shirts and jeans, and a few were wearing suits, with ties crooked to one side, and their faces still maintained the expression of fear they had before death. Flies were buzzing around, and the air was filled with a scalp-numbing rotten smell.
My hands are shaking. The legs are shaking too.
"New here!"
A cold mechanical sound exploded in my head, like someone scratching nails on a blackboard. I shuddered suddenly, and a translucent light screen appeared in front of my eyes.
[Welcome to the death game of "Godfall Continent"]
[Player name: Shen Zijin]
[Current camp: Wasteland camp]
[Faction survival rate: 1.8%]
[Total number of people in the camp: 7 people]
[Game Rules: Live or die here]
There is also a line of blood-red small words below, as if carved with a knife: Kill three players from the enemy camp and you can exchange for a resurrection coin. Tear up the resurrection coins and return to the real world.
