Players Please Respect Yourself

The height of more than 8 feet (2.5 meters), the body covered with scales, the spikes and claws everywhere, all indicate that these dead enemies were once biological war machines.

But what didn't match this ferocious figure was that Matt saw an enemy whose head was blown off by the chains of the Oath-Binder.

In Matt's mind, this was a due exchange. The most exaggerated thing is that an enemy was hit by a mining hoe and hanged in the sky.

He found a miner who was still alive.

"Jumal, wake up! Is this your hoe? Did you kill that enemy?"

The hard-pressed Jumar was questioned as soon as he was woken up by the water.

"This is my hoe, that's right, I... I was so scared at the time, I just hit the opposite side with a hoe."

"Congratulations! Brat, you have done a great job!"

Did they ever suspect it?

Of course, the point is that when they inspected the corpse, they found that the skin of the corpse was very soft. They can't possibly know that this is [biomass] degradation that happens after the player dies. Once the degradation process starts, whether it is the body made of biomass or the carapace made of chitin, the hardness will instantly decrease by more than 80% compared to the original one.

As a result, they determined that the physical toughness of these [Naga] was only slightly stronger than human skin.

So, a piece of information that "the water-type enemies on the guardian's side are very weak, even a miner's hoe can be killed" was passed on...

The conscience of heaven and earth, the upright and reliable young man Wang Mouhao, really never thought of playing like this.

When this player's spontaneous event came up, Wang Hao still held the two dragon horn handles and asked Ao Xiaowu to "taste, savor carefully"!

Recently, he has become obsessed with bullying Long Niang. After all, he has some small tricks. He used it on Sun Shangying and used it again on Ao Xiaowu. In fact, he has different feelings.

If Miss Secretary is flattering like a vixen, then Long Niang is a little reluctant to be passively exploited. She obviously has the same face and almost the same figure, but she has a different style.

When he is free in the villa, Wang Hao always likes to play games with this pair of pseudo-sisters. It's actually quite interesting to see them have synaesthesia but entrap each other.

Long Niang gave him a hard look, and finally became a cleaning lady helplessly.

Wang Hao looked at the information, and decided to take the two righteous men, Ashe and Jia Ludi, and let the guards of the underworld hold the spoils and report to the central area of ​​the fortress.

Twenty minutes later, Rachel in the fortress was quite surprised: "There are preliminary reconnaissance results so soon? Didn't that guy use some rubbish to fool me?"

Daria shook his head: "No! Rachel, we can doubt [Abyssal Man]'s loyalty, but it seems that we can't doubt the ability of him and his subordinates. Every report he has has absolute evidence. You'd better come and see it first look."

When she came to the cell in the fortress, Rachel was like visiting a zoo, looking at the prisoners locked in the cage one by one.

Eight groups of prisoners were imprisoned in orange-yellow light grids. This place was many times more advanced than the iron cages that used physical isolation. They were all space cages built by the Council of Order with the power of order. It seems to be close at hand, but in fact it is far away in the void.

Among the eight groups of prisoners, five groups were mainly humans, and the rest were a group of octopus-like monsters, a group of beetles in the form of ladybugs, and a group of little devils.

There are also a large number of dissected corpses, as well as analysis reports, such as where the opponent's weaknesses are.

What makes Rachel most uncomfortable is that there is also a report of "the Yandi Army as the imaginary enemy, what kind of combat power these enemies can exert".

"Rachel." Daria reminded her softly.

"I know." Rachel sulked.

Compared with the Night Demon Legion, the Abyss Legion's reconnaissance ability can throw off a few streets. Rachel didn't suspect that the Night Stalker would not work hard, after all, it's only been half a day, and it's still far from the three-day deadline she requested.

If it hadn't been for the Abyssal One who slapped her in the face severely and cut off a stick from Grand Duke Louis, she would have thought that this [Abyssal One] was a pug who came to kneel and lick her.

Before coming to the conference hall, Rachel first met Yun Daos in the side hall, the two sides exchanged views, and then went to see Jason Momoa.

"Your Excellency Momoa, thank you for your cooperation. Your information is very precious." The veteran Yun Daos played the role of the deputy commander very well.

Rachel is the black face, he is the red face.

Wang Hao didn't speak, just drank tea in front of them. People drink tea at least with the cup facing the mouth, this guy drinks tea, um, let’s learn about water control ability.

The slightly scalding black tea was manipulated by this guy to write a spring-like symbol in the air, and then sucked it into the mouth nimbly through the gap in the lower part of the visor.

Drinking tea without taking off the helmet is also a magic skill.

Rachel froze for a moment, the curse in her heart was almost written on her face. Unlike Yun Daos, an old ghost who has become a spirit, she is really easy to understand mental fluctuations.

Wang Hao has eaten octopus balls smashed by Mr. Ke, and he really "understands" this aspect.

Rachel was yelling at him—you must be an ugly bastard.

Come on, I can't explain it!

What if you fall in love with me?

I'm already a bit out of control.

It's not that someone is smug, he is fully aware of how high his charm value is. Besides, Ashe and the Demon Queen didn't say anything against him, but the hard meat that should be eaten and the protein that should be handed over must not be less.

Unless he learns the profound meaning of [Time Management], he will never want to mess with anyone again.

Wang Hao said lightly: "This is an order."

Don't you want to obey? Let me give it to you first.

But what about you, the commander-in-chief?

Please give me Kangkang your courage and ability!

It was Wang Hao's calmness that made Rachel and the others unable to see through.

"Now there are eight tentatively connected to the final battlefield!" Rachel pondered.

If she doesn't seek merit but seeks no faults, she can choose to shrink the front line. Anyway, relying on the favorable location, she still has a great chance of winning. After all, the space channel connecting up now is not so stable, and Wang Hao's report also lists the battle damage.

In fact, many sand sculpture players took a wrong step and gged on the spot.

Any way forward is basically tried by life. This is not safe, many space passages have passed, and they cannot come back. Many players came back by suicide.

Wang Hao continued to sip his tea, he wasn't in a hurry at all, he behaved like an excellent council mercenary - don't expect him to be motivated, and he won't give you advice, but the job you entrusted to him , he can complete it most perfectly and quickly.

Rachel slapped the table, her voice clanging: "I've decided, preemptive strike! Call that woman, Lange and Schneider!"

She made no secret of her dislike for the Dark Witch, and she didn't even want to call her by her name, but she at least showed her courage.

Wang Hao silently gave an evaluation in his heart: Interesting woman!