Players Please Respect Yourself

The exhaustion brought about by repeated vicious battles invaded Kossades' nerves, causing his reaction to drop significantly. His mind wanted to move his body, but his body, which was tired even when he raised his arms, was rejecting the instructions of his brain.

In the next instant, the noisy battlefield and the comrades around him disappeared one by one.

Only this Naga wearing a black hat was left, and the knife he held up high, the blade was flat and smooth, as black as ink, and the edge of the blade passed by, bringing out an afterglow.

There was a dead silence in the ears, as if the world had stopped at this moment, causing phantoms to appear in Kossades' eyes, but all thoughts eventually returned to nothingness, the last breath spit out from his lungs followed the blood rushing out of his neck Passed away with the waves.

He widened his eyes, trying to imprint the image of this naga on his soul.

May I have your name?

At least! At least at the end of the end, he wonders who killed him.

His throat was wriggling, but the neck had lost its connection with the body.

His eyes widened, longing for the name.

The black-clothed Naga suddenly turned her head and grinned: "[Old Miao Mie]! Remember the name of the person who killed you!"

What Naga said later, Cossades couldn't understand, but the first three words represented the name, so he understood.

"Old..." He tried his best to imitate, but at the same time, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He died, a hero, a warrior.

[Old Miao Mie] Scratching his head, he could feel the specialness of this opponent. Not only is it powerful, but it also resembles a truly dying strong man. He could even feel that because he killed this opponent, the power in his body became more and more irrepressible.

It was as if there were some shackles in his body that were completely broken at this moment, but he was also imprisoned by some mysterious force, preventing him from being promoted.

right! This is not the false promotion in the game, becoming a new race or something, but in reality, no, it is his soul that has obtained some kind of sublimation that he cannot imagine.

This feeling of wanting to vent but not being able to vent it made him feel terrible. A reminder popped up on his retina saying that he killed the opponent's general [Marquis of Cossades], but it didn't arouse his excitement at all.

On this chaotic battlefield, [Lao Miao Mie] actually thought about life.

"Hey! It doesn't feel right. Is it? It's clear that I can be promoted, but I'm stuck." The sudden voice made [Lao Miao Mie] turn his head. When he saw the name, he found that he was not only an old acquaintance, but also a big celebrity.

"Oh, [Lazy Cloud] is you! What did you see?"

[Lazy Cloud], incarnate as a female Naga with feet, held the famous magic gun upside down, and stood in the air: "You have a strange spiritual brilliance, basically, as long as the strength is close to the [quasi-hero level] high-players will have it." .”

"Oh, so I'm still behind."

"What is lagging behind? We have secretly checked it long ago. There are 200,000 long-term online players in the entire server. Only a small group of us have felt this way."

"how many people?"

"Counting you, 39 people!" [Lazy Cloud] stared at [Lao Miao Mie], and the next words were even more verbatim: "Each of us has independently killed at least one quasi-hero .Then I somehow felt that we were supposed to be promoted or something, but we were stopped by an existence."

"who?"

"Jason Momoa!"

"How is this possible..." As soon as he finished speaking, the endless sense of loneliness in his heart immediately filled his chest because he couldn't be promoted, and he suddenly stopped halfway through the sentence.

[Lazy Cloud] whispered: "Don't say it's impossible, there are already 'players' promoted."

"who?"

"The sand sculptures of the Dirty God Sect."

"Pfft!" [Old Miao Mie] burst out laughing.

"Don't laugh, if your 'perception' exceeds 200 points, you will find that their aura is different. Although they are following the path of the legal system, they are really different before and now."

"Then what's the difference between us and them?"

"Yes! They are already employees of "Xiaoqiang Studio"! You guessed it right, all the dirty gods have been recruited by their CEO Wang Hao."

I have to say, [Lazy Cloud] is really awesome, this fierce girl has indeed deduced the truth of the matter based on her own speculation.

But she calculated the result, not the process.

An extremely powerful existence descended directly on the spiritual worlds of her and [Lao Miao Mie] at the same time.

[Hehehe! You guessed it! It's a pity that you have an insight into the truth, which means you have to make a choice! ] The voice of the No. 11 sniper system sounded. While he was speaking, a lot of elementary news about the Council of Galactic Order poured into their brains.

No matter how dull they are, they are in a bad mood at the moment.

[Lazy Cloud] Soybean-sized sweat oozes from her forehead, and even the surrounding water vapor cannot melt it away. To make matters worse, she found that the system's [Exit Game] button has become untouchable.

She couldn't help smiling bitterly: "Wait! The next development of the plot, isn't it that if we don't agree, we will be obliterated on the spot?"

[Old Mie Mie]: "Mr. Alien who is so explosive, if we refuse, we will have a heart attack, or die suddenly in various accidents?"

The sniper chuckled: 【The parliament is not such a cruel organization, not to mention that the parliament has discovered new bright spots in you humans. I won't kill you guys! At most, it will search your brains thoroughly and eliminate all doubts about this 'game'. Then you will grow to hate this 'game'. Ended up giving it up completely. 】

[Lazy Cloud] Surprised: "This... can this be done?"

[The human brain is at most equivalent to a biological computer that can input information by itself and generate a logical system. When human technology reaches the level of the Galactic Order Council, human beings can also be brainwashed and implanted with illegal information. ] The sniper explained a little bit, and then stopped explaining.

The benefits and disadvantages of joining the council are all listed in the table and projected into the spiritual ocean of the two of them.

Rejection is simply brainwashing, canceling the evolution of physical functions that have occurred in them, and giving up this game.

Then... there is nothing to consider.

The two said in unison: "I join!"

Here, Wang Hao was stunned. On his retina, a large number of players were promoted to quasi-heroes and heros in bright red fonts, bombarding his spiritual world.

[The host's player (Luo Cheng 01) is promoted to a quasi-hero...]

He didn't even care about the situation in front of him: "Sniper, I need an explanation!"

[Don't worry, they have made a deeper soul vow, and it is impossible to betray you. 】

"Wait, you at least asked me?"

[The situation is urgent, Rachel may not be able to handle it. It just so happens that a group of people on your side have broken through the limits of being human. Act urgently! 】

"What's wrong?"

[Sure enough, your guess is correct. A very high-level traitor has sold out the fort space structure diagram of the Wall of Sighs, and now the defense line of the Wall of Sighs has been forcibly dismantled. 】