Race, as one of the most common and safest sports, attracts a large number of players in the small competition area of God's love - the total number is less than 100, and there are actually 45 people who sign up for the race.

With a sigh of relief, Lin Sanjiu looked up at the misty sky.

After everyone wears the number plate, the runway is also extended one by one, expanding into a number corresponding to the number of people; Lin Sanjiu and the queen of souls have big numbers, and their runway is at the edge. It took several minutes to walk all the way.

When everyone stood up, she couldn't help looking at the players around her.

The temperature in the morning was very low, and the cold wind blew one after another, making people's skin crisp and numb with goose bumps. No one seems to be surprised by the identical white fog sky over his head; The nearest contestant, No. 38, even has half drooped eyelids - the man is dry and thin, like a wooden board, and his hair is messy and bonded together; If it weren't for his equally dirty beard, people wouldn't even be able to tell men from women.

"Hello," Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and shouted at him.

The bearded man raised his eyelids in her direction and said nothing. His attitude was not arrogant, but made Lin Sanjiu think of animals in the hot African sun, as if his energy had been dried up. Even if there were flies on his face, he would not blink.

"How long have you been in this world?" Lin San Jiu greeted.

The bearded man paused for a while before slowly saying, "it's been more than half a year."

Lin Sanjiu nodded and smiled at him as friendly as possible. She was not surprised that the other party was willing to talk to her - she carefully read the rules before the competition. In fact, although everyone seemed to be in a competitive relationship, in fact, even if the player ran last and didn't take the place, as long as he finished the whole race, there would be no punishment from Olympic.

In a sense, as long as you run down, you can save your life. Why should you be enemies?

As for those who are single-minded and unscrupulous to win the meeting with Zeus, just let them win!

"I'm new here. What's the stress of this competition? I'd be more grateful if you could tell me what to pay attention to." She asked softly in a low voice.

This time, beard only rolled his eyelids and didn't even say a word, as if he didn't want to spend his energy on speaking at all.

"Tell me the news, and I will try my best to help you during the game. How about our mutual benefit?" She waited for a few seconds, and then followed up with a question - this time, a little vitality appeared on the face of beard, and her mouth opened slightly.

Lin Sanjiu was happy, but before the beard made a sound, a horn suddenly tore the morning air heavily - she was shocked, and she didn't even realize what the sound meant. She was already a flower in front of her eyes, and the wind rolled in front of her face; The queen of souls shouted "run!", Lin Sanjiu suddenly aroused his spirits, hurriedly twisted his body and quickly rushed out of the starting line.

But just a moment later, she has fallen far behind the other players.

Don't look at those players who just looked like zombies and feeble. With the sound of horns, they seemed to burn their lives one by one, and took out their maximum speed; No one dared to slow down for a minute, as if they would rather run to death immediately than fall behind - even Lin Sanjiu, who was far faster than ordinary people, failed to catch up for a while.

If someone sits in the audience to watch the game, the 45 players can only be a virtual shadow that flickers past in the blink of an eye; This is not a traditional kilometer race track, otherwise the victory or defeat can be determined in a few seconds after the horn sounds.

However, the track at the foot is almost limitless - they seem to extend forward infinitely with the footsteps of the evolutors, and they don't know when to finish.

"It's longer than the race," the queen of souls shouted breathlessly. "These people are crazy? Now they run so fast, and then they have no strength!"

It was not very good at running, so it fell behind the crowd with Lin Sanjiu. Forty five contestants were pulled into an irregular rectangle. Behind the hall with them, there was a huge fat man - the fat man was more than 20 runways away from them, and he still looked like a white jelly the size of a locomotive. When he ran, his flesh and skin were shaking in waves.

For Lin Sanjiu, she can almost catch up with her with another acceleration, but the soul queen can't -- look at its human skin, which is almost blown down from its head by the wind. Obviously, it has done its best, and I don't know when it will be left by the big army.

Squinting at the back of each other, Lin Sanjiu turned to the big worm and shouted, "no wonder they are all exhausted - this is not an overdraft, this is completely suicide!"

"Hoo, Hoo..." the soul queen ran for a while again, and she didn't even have the strength to speak. She could only barely follow Lin Sanjiu's heel, and after a long time, she choked out a few words: "you, you still care about them!"

"I don't understand. They can obviously run slowly," Lin Sanjiu frowned, his breath was still very stable and even, and even his face was not red. "The rules are clearly written, and there is no punishment for not getting the ranking..."

She didn't get a response because the soul queen suddenly broke down her face.

It was almost like giving up its efforts to stabilize the human skin. The two holes where the eyes were located suddenly turned black, and then it was filled with some red flesh color - the shape of a big meat worm turned a circle in the human skin, and glanced back from the hole in the ear eye.

This scene is really a live horror film - before Lin Sanjiu asked it aloud, the soul queen suddenly turned back in her skin bag, her eyes and five senses were re aligned with the corresponding holes, and shouted, "run quickly!"

Lin Sanjiu's back suddenly bristled and shouted, "what's the matter?"

"See for yourself!"

Lin Sanjiu glanced back quickly, and his eyes just fell on the light shadow coming quickly behind him. Without saying a word, Deng Deng accelerated a few steps, grabbed the soul queen, carried it on his shoulder, and rushed forward.

No wonder those players ran forward like crazy. There was something strange behind them!

The queen of the soul was thrown on her shoulder, and her eyes were staring straight at the back; It didn't have to run by itself, but it could breathe. It shouted all the way, "run! It's getting closer!"

"What the hell is that?" As soon as the speed was fast, the wind suddenly became violent and hit Lin Sanjiu's face rapidly, making her even have some difficulty breathing.

"How do I know! It's definitely not a good thing anyway! It looks like a transparent light wave, but where it passes, the ground will change shape, and every runway... Ah, come on, that thing is close again!"

As soon as Lin Sanjiu's heart tightened, she immediately leaned down and used the maximum speed she could without reservation.

The oncoming wind made her skin ache - such a high-speed running was also a great burden for Lin Sanjiu himself; However, not only is the runway under your feet still extending forward endlessly, with no intention of ending, but it even seems that you can't get rid of the strange transparent light wave behind you.

The viscera burned, and Lin Sanjiu felt that he had never run so fast in his life. But even so, she just managed to keep a short distance from the light wave behind her.

"Ah, that fat man, that fat man!" The soul queen suddenly shouted, "the fat man was hit by the light wave!"

As soon as his voice rang out, a scream rang out on the runway in the distance; Lin Sanjiu clenched his teeth and suddenly accelerated, which gave him a little space to turn around.

As the queen said, the huge white fat man was really covered by the transparent light and shadow catching up behind him because he was not fast enough - to be exact, because he was so fat and thick that he only covered the back half of his body.

The next scene was like an illusion, a nightmare that human reason could not explain.

In the light wave extending all the way from the starting line, countless white fat people suddenly appeared. They are not real people. They look more like phantoms, but each one looks so real——

This is a very difficult scene to describe: from the starting line, at every step of the distance, there is a stationary "white fat man": the first white fat man just stepped out of his left foot, the second left foot fell to the ground, the third center of gravity shifted to the front, and the fourth right foot was raised

It's like a villain painted on the corner of the page. If the action of each painting is different, it will become the most primitive cartoon as soon as it is turned over; The only difference is that at each action step, the white fat man crowded out in dense layers all the way far away - obviously, it was the light wave that reproduced them.

At this time, the white fat man in front of him was frozen on half of his body and couldn't run any more, but he was still alive - all this happened so fast that he didn't even understand the situation. He hurriedly reached into his arms, as if he wanted to take something out, but the light wave behind him suddenly lit up at this time.

Then, the long and countless "white fat men" behind the white fat man rushed forward——

When the light wave suddenly darkened and disappeared, all the "white fat people" who had been so long melted into and squeezed into the back of the real white fat man - he seemed to suddenly become a human flesh train, but then there was a human flesh strip with different colors behind him, all of which were himself.

When he hit the ground with a bang, there was even a little life reaction on the first half of the white fat man's body - but this reaction also quickly died out.

Lin San's wine was like falling into an ice cellar. Although her legs were still mechanically running forward, her mind seemed to go blank like a strike: "that, what is that...?" She chuckled, unaware that her speed had slowed down.

"I don't know, but run!"

The queen of soul also just eased from the shock, and lifted her eyes again, almost scared her soul to fly - the light wave was ten meters away from the two people, and the earth changed shape in a flash; As long as it is a little faster, they will follow the white fat man.

Lin San gulped his saliva, desperately picked up the speed again, and hurried forward; But she delayed for several times, and this distance can't be made up for by any means - looking ahead, the runners who were running frantically just now seemed to have eyes behind their heads. Even if no one turned back, they also used various items and means to speed up. For a time, their shadows almost turned into ants in the sky.

"Run, run! Faster! Five meters at most!"

The queen of soul urged loudly, almost crying out of anxiety. It shouted and said, "it's you who won't let me wear that girl! Otherwise we'll have that rocket!"

Rockets!

Lin Sanjiu seemed to be hit by electricity, and was immediately reminded - she didn't think of any other means for a moment, and immediately shouted at the soul queen, "hurry up, describe an ability that can immediately accelerate us like a rocket!"

At the critical moment, the big worm finally didn't disappoint her - when the light and shadow were about to touch the heel of Lin Sanjiu, one worm and one person suddenly rose into the sky, wrapped in a high wind and shot out towards the horizon.