Global Games: I just want to quietly earn achievements

4,000 meters below the Guraqi Desert

, a group of demon players in strange costumes gathered together, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

Finally, a demon player wearing a toad hat couldn't help but say

, "President, how long are we going to hide here?"

The others were also concerned about this issue, so they all looked at the young man who was wearing cockroach clothes on the upper body, snakeskin pants on the lower body, and rat-headed shoes on his feet.

The young man sighed wistfully, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and a wisp of fire came out of his fingertips to help him light the cigarette.

"Hide until this game is completely over, and then come back."

As soon as these words came out, the others looked at each other and finally adopted the decision of their own president.

After all, they had seen the strength of the human player of the [Moon Chaser].

It is no exaggeration to say that even if they go together, they will all be killed within five minutes.

The difference in strength is so huge, if you don't hide anymore, but run around, you are purely cerebral palsy.

As for the "negative punishment" given by the system after the end of this game, they can only accept it.

After all, compared to death, being deducted attributes, equipment, skills, etc. is completely sprinkled with water.

Seeing that his own members were so sensible, the young man was relieved.

But when he thought of "negative punishment", he couldn't help but feel heavy.

(I hope I don't lose too many reputation points, I don't want to go to hell.)

Thinking of the sight of not being able to survive and not being able to die, the young man shuddered.

Just as the [Cross-Seat Camp] was preparing to stay honestly until the end of the game, a large number of wind elements gathered above their heads.

With a loud sound of breaking wind, the demon players once again saw the person they definitely didn't want to see.

I saw that the sand above their heads was split in half by the strong wind, and it was clear that they did not move closer to the middle at all.

And the boy they least wanted to see was standing on the sand sea, looking at them with a smile.

Seeing the smiling teenager, Dura, the leader of the [Cross-dresser Base Camp] guild, felt his scalp tingle.

I'm hiding underground with my brothers, why can you still find us?

In the next second, the wind elemental turned into a large hand and dragged them all out of the depths of the earth.

As if he understood that his death was approaching, Dura didn't want to be a fool, so he simply asked directly

, "No one in our guild should have offended you, right?"

Ye Shuangluo shook his head and said unhurriedly:

"It's true."

"Then why do you—"

The questioning words stuck in his throat as he saw an incomparably terrifying scene.

The young man's pure black eyes were infected with blood red in an instant.

The blood-red demon pupils stared at them without any emotion, as if they were looking at a group of talking corpses.

This is a pair of eyes that the vast majority of demon players present recognize.

"Shura Demon Pupil!"

Dura exclaimed in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice,

"Impossible! The Shura Spirit Clan has perished, how can there still be Shura Demon Pupils in this world?

Ye Shuangluo didn't bother to explain to them, and silently pulled out the [Mo Xu].

The Whoosh

[Wind Thunder Flash] unleashed

a puff

[Ink Kill] across Dura's neck, leaving a graceful arc in its wake.

Dura's head flew high, and within three seconds before it hit the ground, Frostfall began to kill of its own.

Even their president was stabbed in seconds, and these ordinary members whose strength was far inferior to that of the president were naturally no exception.

For a while, the blood was flying, begging for mercy, and wailing continued to enter Ye Shuangluo's ears.

Every time a demon player dies, Ye Shuangluo's red pupils become a little more evil than before.

Poof

, when the last demon player was stabbed in two pieces, Ye Shuangluo put away the knife and stood, silently feeling the change in his eyes.

Just when Dura died, he had already felt some subtle changes in the "Shura Demon Pupil".

With the deaths of dozens of demon players, this feeling is even stronger.

Their death seems to be helping their [Shura Demon Pupil] evolve.

In order to verify his idea, Frostfall opened the skill bar.

[Shura Demon Pupil: Extreme LV.2

] [Status: Transforming (0.05%)]

It seems that there is nothing wrong with my feelings.

Ye Shuangluo looked at the three words "in transformation" and fell into thought.

The change appears after you kill the demon player, which means that if you want to increase the progress bar, you need to continue hunting the demon player.

The corners of the boy's mouth rose slightly, he liked such simple and rough conditions.

Anyway, the demons are all ruthless and desireless monsters, and using them as upgrade materials, Ye Shuangluo has no psychological burden.

[Ding, congratulations on your achievement: "Guild

Destroyer"] [Reward: Guild Destroyer (Title)]

"There is also a windfall."

Ye Shuangluo smiled and opened the title column, it was the first time he had seen the reward with the exact same achievement name, which aroused his few curiosity.

[Guild Destroyer

] [Type: Growable Title

] [Effect: For each guild destroyed, the damage dealt to enemy guild members is increased by 1% in Guild Wars

(currently the damage is increased by 1%)

] [PS: This title does not need to be worn, it will take effect when you have it]

[Evaluation: Guild Destroyer has sent you and your guild a request for "Friendly Engagement".

Please ask if you accept the opponent's

battle of life and death, please note that once this battle of death begins, you and your guild will not end until they are completely destroyed.

However, the effect is really mediocre.

The only advantage is that it works without wearing it.

Being able to pick up a title for nothing, Ye Shuangluo is still very happy.

......

In another small world

, Aya, the president of the [Magic Bell], is chasing down a seriously injured monster with Vice President Wen.

Suddenly, both stopped the chase at the same time.

[Ding, your ally: Player ZJ5462 has died

] [Reason for death: Killed by another player

] [Ding, Allies Guild: All members of the Cross-dresser Base Camp have been killed and have been automatically destroyed]

"Dura... He's dead.

Aya's face became extremely ugly, especially when she heard the reason for her death.

"Other player kills?

It must be you, lunatic of the Moon Chaser!

Wen's face also became extremely ugly, and there is a saying in human beings called cold lips and teeth.

Although they and the group of strange people who like to wear strange clothes have only just met in this world.

But as a fellow demon player, watching them being slaughtered like chickens and dogs, he still has an inexplicable sadness, and a fear that cannot be reduced no matter what.

Although they had vaguely guessed it before, they would still be extremely panicked when they learned it in person.

Since the other party can kill all the members of the [Cross-dresser Base Camp] without mercy.

This has already shown that the other party is definitely pulling them into this world with the purpose of killing them all.

As soon as he thought of this, Wen felt that his life was counting down.

"President, it is imperative that we contact the 'Mad Demon Star' first.

We must come together and not go it alone. "