Players Please Respect Yourself

In fact, what Naga taught the players was how to use their talents, communicate elements directly with their minds, and control the ice elements. After all, Abyss City doesn't have any serious ice magic masters.

Originally, Wang Hao got a magic book and gave it to Palana, but it was not an orthodox human magic book.

A small group of talented players learned magic through this kind of original 'teaching'.

With ice specialization, he immediately shines in such battles.

Seeing his avatars, large and small, being bombarded by the magical magic of the fish, shrimp and crab that suddenly appeared, turned into popsicles and then finished, Glaaki was a little anxious.

Ice and fire elements are the natural enemies of its slug clone.

Roasting over high fire is of course deadly.

The ice system is also terrible-many people go to the snow mountain, why do most of them have to amputate their toes when they find that their toes are black? That's because most of the cells in the toes are dead. The extremely low temperature turned the water in the cells into spikes, like a hedgehog poking out from the inside out, puncturing every cell and killing it.

The total annihilation at the cell level will naturally lead to the necrosis of the main body.

However, even though there are many puddles around, which are convenient for casting spells, the Land Abandoned by the Gods is still a hot hell with a temperature of 30 to 40 degrees during the day, and a series of water systems exist in the sky.

It seems that there are only a small number of players like [Awkward Chat Wushuang] who can practice intermediate magic by themselves.

Compared with the blood volume brought back by sucking life, Glaaki can still accept the loss caused by being attacked by the ice mage.

Glaaki strikes back!

Fight back simultaneously on two levels.

[Humble mortal! You don't know anything about the greatness of the ruler—] The only remaining arm of the Demon God Bone swung violently. Immediately, giant skeleton beasts emerged continuously from the wet ground around them.

Without shaking off the wet soil on their bodies, these guys, who looked like underground monsters, pounced on the player mage who kept killing the slugs.

Those bones have no fixed size, some are only as big as a human body, while others are two or three stories high.

Perhaps because they have been dead for many years, they have long since lost their signature tentacles. Judging from the iconic jagged jaw on the top of their skull, that should be where the tentacles used to hang. Also, it lost its wings with a membrane, making it no longer able to fly.

Nothing can erase its terrifying aggressiveness.

A tortoise tried to block its powerful attack with a shield, and the European server player failed miserably. Even if the tendons and muscles were lost, the sharp green claws could easily tear apart the 5mm thick cast iron skin like cutting butter.

Even the tortoise's elbow, half of his body, and even a section of tortoise shell on his back all disappeared in this slap. A large amount of finely minced flesh and blood splashed five meters away.

The player didn't figure out where he was wrong until his death.

Thousands of skeleton soldiers rushed into the player's line like this, harvesting the player's life as if they were unparalleled.

On the other hand, the spiritual pollution that had already turned into substance and was as chaotic as mud arrived, pouring towards Wang Hao like a flood from the Yellow River.

If he really wanted to take everything he ordered, Wang Hao would probably fall into the desperate situation of whether to eat [Xiang-flavored chocolate] or [Chocolate-flavored Xiang].

Fortunately, it is better to have fun alone than to have fun together.

Circles of black water waves swayed in front of Wang Hao's spiritual sea.

Almost all players have received such a system prompt.

[The evil god Graki launched an indiscriminate mental attack on all Atlantean warriors, the following is a demonstration of mental pollution...]

Players immediately saw a large number of Picasso-like chaotic pictures in the small window.

[The following (spiritual attack) is likely to trigger the player's photosensitive reaction. The system will monitor the player's mental reaction. If the reaction is severe, the system will kick the player out by itself. If the player feels uncomfortable, they can yell (exit), or click the exit button in the upper right corner with will. 】

The system also has a reminder marked in bold and red letters: [This is a test function of this studio, players can choose not to accept it. If you don't accept it, you can still get some merit. If you accept it, you can get 3000 points of lord reputation and 8000 points of merit...]

It seems that Wang Hao has prepared a retreat for the players, saying that you don't participate is also a big deal.

Actually, this nonsense is like suddenly popping up a window on the computer screen [Do you want to understand the meaning of life? ], knowing that this is probably a scam, a lot of people will still click the mouse to enter, and then a lot of garbage web games and end games will be installed on the computer, and the web page will be kidnapped.

To die is human nature!

Not to mention Europe and the United States.

There is a reason for the small number of foreigners.

Then, of course, a large number of European and American players shared the spiritual pollution of Glaaki.

On the surface, it treats everyone equally, and the screens are similar, but in fact, the dosage of European and American players is three times that of Chinese server players!

Finally, I personally experienced the spiritual attack of restraint system. I don't know how many old beauties cheered and climaxed.

Tens of thousands of people carried the mental pollution with Wang Hao, and Wang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh! I'm really afraid that some beautiful young ladies will come over and pollute me. What should I do when I really can't control it?" Wang Hao silently clenched a scroll in his arms that was made by the demon queen's painter. The picture album, it is the picture album of "The Beaten King vs. Zombies".

Sorry, it's the indescribable whipping scene between Leviathan's beaten king and the zombies.

vomit!

Watch it once and vomit once!

Guaranteed to cure all leprosy!

Here, Wang Hao is suffering from the main mental attack, and he just fired two shots, so he is a little bit out of strength. The main task of the attack naturally fell to a group of heroes.

But everyone soon discovered that no matter if it was a physical attack or an earth attack, the effect was not good.

Those green mucus are like cancer cells that divide at a super high speed, devouring all living things non-stop, and then splitting into more clones of Glaaki.

Kalandia: "The slime must be destroyed! Otherwise there will be no end!"

At this time, Anubis who arrived suddenly made an opinion: "It's better to activate the power of Hades! Those things that avoid death must be punished by Hades!"

"this……"

Suddenly, a picture of ghosts and animals flashed in the minds of all the scorpion quasi-heroes resurrected by Anubis.

Brother Goutou said firmly: "This is the dance of death. As long as the undead are put into the coffin, all existences that violate the laws of death will be brought to death."

So a very strange scene appeared on the battlefield.

Those abyss guards who were born as dark elves became the most beautiful cubs on the battlefield.

They danced ghostly and animal dances with strange steps. Every group of seven people, one leads the dance, and six carry the coffin.

The lead dancer obviously knows death magic, and under the call of his scepter, green slime is constantly sucked into the coffin through the air.

While jumping, I saw the ashes and slime of the lifeless, flowing out of the hole under the coffin.

The players were all shocked.

[Maliciousness 0 Paradise]: "Could it be! This is the legendary [Death Seven Dance Sea]!?"

[Luo Cheng 01]: "Brother Hei smiles, life and death are unpredictable!?"