Chapter 462 of the main text of the fantasy simulator. In the spacious and quiet room, everything has been stained with blood.

There were scarlet blood everywhere, and it looked not dry yet, very fresh.

The bodies fell to the ground, and the face seemed to have a desperate expression, reflecting the pain of his life.

A scene of hell.

Among the corpses on this ground, Wang Zhong was naked and covered in blood. He stood in it at this moment like a devil crawling out of the abyss.

He was standing in one place at this moment, pinching a girl's neck with one hand, and a look of madness and intoxication appeared on his face.

"More blood"

With a click, a crisp sound came out.

In Wang Zhong's hand, the girl's face of horror and despair suddenly frozen.

Her neck was directly pinched and her head hung down weakly, giving people a particularly terrifying feeling.

And above her body, Wang Zhong burst into laughter, as if he was a murderous devil.

A thud sound came out, attracting his attention.

Listening to the sound, he subconsciously turned around and saw the middle-aged man pushing the door in front of him full of horror. At this moment, he sat on the ground, looking at him with a look of horror.

It seemed that even the other party felt terrible when he showed his performance just now and couldn't help but sit down to the ground.

Looking at the middle-aged man's appearance, Wang Zhong slowly raised his head, staring forward with scarlet eyes, unable to help but stick out his tongue and lick the blood on the corner of his mouth.

Then, he took steps forward, step by step.

In this way, the distance between the two became closer and closer.

Wang Zhong's face became more and more crazy, so he wanted to take action directly.

But in the end, he stopped.

Because, a figure stood in front of him.

The old man stood alone in front of the middle-aged man, looking at Wang Zhong, who was as terrifying as a murderous evil ghost in front of him, his face looked a little ugly, and his eyes were filled with anger: "Don't stop for me!"

"When do you want to be crazy?"

He looked at Wang Zhong in front of him and shouted angrily.

After the cold words fell, Wang Zhong's actions stopped.

He looked at the old man in front of him, and the crazy murderous intent in his eyes gradually disappeared, as if he had regained some rationality. At this moment, he looked at the old man in front of him and slowly lowered his head: "Grandpa"

"You still know I am your grandpa"

Looking at Wang Zhong in front of him, the old man couldn't help but sneer: "Look back and see, what have you done?"

He pointed behind Wang Zhong.

There, corpses fell to the ground, dismembered and pinched their necks, all kinds of deaths looked particularly miserable.

And the initiator of all this is Wang Zhong in front of him.

Being criticized by the old man in such a cold tone, Wang Zhong lowered his head even lowered: "I'm sorry"

"I didn't control myself"

"Just you know."

The old man's tone was cold and he continued to speak: "Now, stop me immediately!"

"Discover the next time I will not want your position as the heir of the Wang family!"

"Get out and wash me!"

The huge mental power burst out, carrying terrifying power, like a needle, and directly rushed towards Wang Zhong in front of him, knocking him away.

Then, the old man didn't even look at Wang Zhong in front of him, and turned around and left the room in front of him, as if he didn't want to stay in such a place for too long.

Behind him, Wang Zhong stood up silently, then barely raised his head.

His eyes were staring at the old man's back, and his eyes were filled with extremely cold murderous intent, but it did not happen to anyone.

Then, as if he had returned to normal, he looked at the middle-aged man beside him coldly, turned around and left, walked to the bathroom beside him, and went to wash.

And in the distance.

When Wang Zhong was slaughtering in the ward and launched a massacre, Chen Heng raised his head as if he was aware of it, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"Is it started?"

Through the divine nature of killing divided by that part, he could feel part of the changes in Wang Zhong's body in the distance.

In his feelings, just at that moment, the divine nature of killing was boiling.

A stream of killing power poured in from afar and entered Chen Heng's body directly.

Obviously, Wang Zhong is taking action.

"Take it, kill it"

Standing there, Chen Heng's face was calm, and many thoughts flashed in his heart: "After you taste this sweetness, you may not be able to stop after that."

"Go and kill."

"The more you kill, the faster this fruit will mature, and the more I can harvest."

Many thoughts flashed through his mind.

The killing divine nature in Wang Zhong's body was divided by Chen Heng, and is essentially still a part of Chen Heng.

Therefore, when Wang Zhong was killing outside, the killing power generated by the divine nature of his body would still flow into Chen Heng's body.

According to the ratio, it is about 50% open.

From this perspective, Wang Zhong is working for Chen Heng.

The more he kills, the more help he will be to Chen Heng.

And when the power of killing reaches its peak and comes into contact with the abundant fruits, it is time for Chen Heng to harvest it.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he turned around silently and walked aside.

Next, most half a month passed again.

The surroundings seemed very calm.

During this process, Chen Heng participated in two more games.

In these two games, he easily defeated his opponent.

However, judging from Chen Heng's own feelings, as the competition reached this level, the players who can still stay now are basically not bad at all.

It can even be said that they are all strong people.

At this speed, Chen Heng could feel that most of the opponents in the future were players in the third level.

However, it doesn't matter.

The competition has reached this level now, and it has already been perfectly achieved since Chen Heng's original goal.

After all, the reason why he wanted to participate in this league was to gain fame.

As long as you perform well and have fame, someone will be willing to invest and place a lot of capital in him.

And with these things, wealth, power and even other things, there will be no lack.

In this way, Chen Heng can obtain what he wants, so as to move forward as quickly as possible and increase his strength.

At present, his talent and strength have long been shown through previous competitions.

At this point, even if he loses later, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, there are all things you should have.

Of course, even though that is the case, Chen Heng wouldn't want to lose so quickly if he could.

After all, in this place in front of you, you can get a lot of things in every game.

Every time you win a game, not only will the Black Dream Group be rewarded, but Chika Federation itself will also give rewards.

This is double reward, double happiness.

It’s not too shabby to make money.

However, what Chen Heng didn't expect was that he didn't have much thoughts about the subsequent games, but some people have it.

"The young master of the Liu family?"

In the quiet and spacious room, Chen Heng stood in front of the windowsill and looked at the view outside. He couldn't help but be surprised: "What are he here to visit me?"

"It should be for the next game."

On the sofa beside him, Liu Rou was sitting there quietly. He listened to Chen Heng's words and thought for a while before he spoke like this.

"That's strange."

Chen Heng smiled, then casually said: "When he doesn't hurry up and trains, he works hard to improve himself. What should he do when he comes to me?"
To be continued...