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One minute later.

At the end of the battle, the silver-white earth was stained with a faint layer of blood.

Looking at the projection of Mo Ling devouring corpses like a monster behind him, everyone in this troll team of less than ten people gathered together nervously and uneasily.

It was as if what stood before them was not a contestant from another civilization, but some kind of monster disguised as a human.

"Thank you for your help. I am deeply grateful for such kindness! Are you acquainted with our commander?"

"My name is Guy, the heir of Guzman you mentioned."

Swallowing dryly, Guyi hugged Gulan, who was only half of his body. For a moment, he didn't know whether to thank the human in front of him or to be wary.

terrible!

Not only was Mo Ling's strength shocking to him, but the Necromancer's ability also made him feel terrifying.

Mo Ling was able to defeat two-thirds of the enemies by himself. That ability did not belong to any of the rules he knew, but the effect was terrifyingly strong.

If the other party hadn't saved his life and called out Guzman's name, he would have even wanted to run away!

Not paying attention to the vigilance of these trolls towards her, Mo Ling shook her head and simply replied:

"do not know."

"But my...well...my Lin An knows your people. Lin An, do you know? Forget it, you should immediately use your method of contacting the outside world to directly ask your people to bet 300 points on the Creators Alliance.

"

"After placing the bet, you will return the favor to me."

Not wanting to waste any time, after Mo Ling finished speaking, the scarlet light in his eyes seemed to be a threat, and he stared at everyone coldly.

"Lin An? Creators Alliance?"

Guy blinked blankly, but soon, his expression changed slightly as if he remembered something.

He seemed to have heard this name somewhere, it seemed like...

Without thinking too much and not daring to waste time, Guyi looked at Mo Ling sincerely and smiled bitterly:

"Miss Mo Ling, it stands to reason that you saved us, and we should repay you. But three hundred points is too much... To be honest, I'm not sure if our people will agree."

"But don't worry, I will send back the news soon!"

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Three minutes later.

Starlight virtual space.

"Guzman! The other commanders agreed to your request! It's just that the Presbyterian Council said it would give up to 150 more points, but counting our own..."

"Guzman?"

Standing at the edge of space, a fifth-level troll in a hurry looked at Guzman in confusion.

In his eyes, Guzman's expression changed again and again at this time, as if he had encountered something incredible.

Before he could ask urgently, Guzman took a deep breath and quickly flipped through the ranking information with a complicated expression.

"Lin...an!?"

"Lin An saved my people in the Battle of Star Yao?"

It was unimaginable that just three minutes and six seconds ago, the troll team in the battlefield suddenly sent back a message. He thought it was Guy and the others who couldn't hold on any longer, so he was mentally prepared. Who would have thought that Guy and the others would

The message sent is related to that name.

Due to the difficulty in transmitting information, he could only analyze the four keywords Lin An, creator, bet, and 300.

He had no idea what was going on inside, and he almost thought he had deciphered it wrong at first!

But fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and immediately thought of checking the rankings. Otherwise, I'm afraid he still wouldn't understand what the information meant!

"Guzmán Guy, don't they need points urgently now? Why are you in a daze?"

"Although others don't agree with the addition, we may be able to get it together if it can be exchanged for tracking-breaking props!"

Mistaking that Guzman was dissatisfied with the decisions of other commanders, Gucol tried his best to persuade Guzman to accept all this.

However, before he could say anything else, Guzman suddenly turned his head and looked at him with a struggling expression.

"Gukol, our people should be safe for the time being. But I need 300 points now! I don't know... I don't know what to do!"

With his good thinking ability, Guzman probably figured out what happened on the battlefield.

When he thought about it, there was a high probability that Guy and the others accidentally bumped into Lin An when they were being chased. After Lin An rescued them, he asked for payment from them. Of course, it might not be payment. Based on what he said to Lin An

Judging from his knowledge, although that kid is only at level 4, he definitely doesn't care about these points. So he probably wants to redeem something, but the Creator Alliance behind him is unwilling to help him!

Yes, he remembered clearly that Lin An and Qing Kai had conflicts!

Although it was difficult for him to understand how Lin An could compete as a member of the Creators League, that kid definitely needed help!

(Logically speaking, I should help that kid! Not only did he help me, but he also saved Guy...! But... where can I give him 300 points!?)

Guzman smiled bitterly, his brain working rapidly.

Although Lin An gave him 500 points after the last Ghost Skull ended! It was far more than what he asked for this time! But like Qing Kai, as a strong man of the troll clan, all the resources he obtained were not his own.

!He only has a measly fifty points.

After quickly explaining to his companions, Gukel frowned and couldn't help but express his opinion.

"Guzman, I understand that you want to repay the favor. But it is unlikely that the Presbyterian Church will agree to give us more points. You know, we are also in a very difficult situation. We are lucky to be able to recover our investment this time."

"Insert more points, even if it's a foreigner, do you think you can convince the Presbyterian Council?"

"and.."

He had never dealt with Lin An. Although according to Guzman, the boy named Lin An was very special and Guzman had to treat him with caution, Gukor still didn't think it was a big deal.

"And you think clearly, if these points are given to Guy and the others, Guy still has hope! If they are given to the Lin An you talk about, what will Guy do!?"

"He is your descendant!"

"Taking a step back, this guy named Lin An, the alliance behind him is not willing to help him, which means they are not optimistic about him either? Stop the loss in time, if he can come out alive, at worst you can thank him after the game is over

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Guzman remained silent as he listened to his companion's dissuasion.

Of course he knew that what Gu Keer said was right. From a rational point of view, if he didn't say whether he could get 300 points, even if he did, what would be the use of helping Lin An? He could think of Lin An's strength.

It should be okay, but that's just okay.

If he was really strong, he would have already shot up the rankings. If he helps now, he might be in vain. Whether Lin An can come out alive is a question!

But for some reason, Guzman felt a war between heaven and man in his heart. He couldn't help but think of Lin An's performance in the Ghost Skull mission and the promise he solemnly made.

A few seconds later, Guzman took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and growled at Gukor:

"Gukol, I don't have time to explain anything! I don't know why, maybe I owe him my life! I always feel that I should help him!"

"You stay here and keep an eye on the rankings! I'm going to find the great elder now!"

As soon as the words fell, Gukor's mouth opened wide in shock. The next second, Guzman instantly went offline and disappeared into the virtual space.

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The third floor of Star Glory Battlefield.

In the combined team of three hundred fifth-level members, a huge thunder lizard with rules that were infinitely close to destroying stars stared at the crystal in his hand.

"Creators Alliance? Trolls? Okay...! Anyone who dares to kill me!"

"Contact me Skywalker! I found the person they were looking for!"