Unlimited Play: Ten Times The Reward

Wormhole, alien plane.

In the dark and oppressive hall, Agrit was leaning on the throne, teasing the two women beside him with his fingers as if teasing a pet dog, and asked indifferently:

"You mean, this attack, under the command of Holmintheus, occupied Africa, Australia and the Indonesian archipelago, while Neon failed, is that right?"

In the center of the hall, Figo, who was ordered to report the news, knelt on the ground, with his head pressed against the floor, not daring to lift his head, and said:

"Yes, master, the neon front lost. Eleven holy son-level nobles, including Podrick, failed to encircle Wu Yunyan, the holy maiden of the Wu family, and were beheaded.

"hehe"

The sneer from the throne made the atmosphere of the whole hall even more depressing and colder. Figo trembled all over, sweat broke out on his head, and his eyes facing the floor were full of fear.

On the throne, it seemed that knowing the anger on Agrit's calm face, the two women became more and more obedient.

Standing up from the throne, Agrit's figure enveloped the entire hall, and his majestic body seemed to contain boundless and terrifying power.

Walking down the steps of the hall step by step, the sound of footsteps was slow and heavy. Figo, who was kneeling on the ground, was flushed, his eyes were wide open, veins were popping out of his head, his mouth was open like a dead fish, as if he was about to suffocate .

"Master...Master...forgive me!"

The footsteps stopped, and Agrit looked down at Figo who was kneeling in front of him, with a stern and cruel look on his face, and said:

"Eleven holy son-level nobles, with countless hole cards, ambushed a holy woman, but was counter-killed, and none of them survived. Do you know what this king is thinking?"

"Yes...the subordinate is incompetent!"

It took a lot of effort to complete this sentence, and Figo was extremely terrified. In the dark camp, he is a high-ranking holy son, sitting on countless divine rings, and controlling the life and death of countless dark creatures.

But in front of Agrit, he is nothing! Even if Agrit kills him now, the family behind him dare not say anything!

His relationship with Agrit is a subordination relationship, and the family behind him is also a subordination relationship with Agrit's family!

In the dark area, Agrit's family also has an absolute dominance, which is equivalent to the top ten families in the high area!

"Trash! You have completely disgraced the dark camp! Eleven nobles of the Holy Son level were beheaded by a saint from the infinite camp. You are a shame! After the king returns, he will definitely question their families!"

"Under my king, I don't need waste! I don't need a family of waste!"

Agrit is proud, and he also has the capital to be arrogant. If this defeat was a real failure, he would not be so angry, but the planned and premeditated encirclement was forcibly forced by the opponent Break open, and one person will wipe out all eleven Sons!

This shame must be washed away with blood!

The blood of unlimited players, and the blood of the eleven major families, and even more families to wash away!

The dark camp doesn't need waste, and his subordinates don't need waste either!

He must give everyone a bloody warning, let them pay attention!

Agrit's monstrous rage frightened Figo to kneel on the ground trembling, the terrifying coercion made him hover on the verge of death all the time.

Suddenly, the coercion was gone, and when Figo breathed a sigh of relief, Agrit's voice sounded again.

"Holminius did a good job, better than you trash. According to what he said, order those bugs to speed up the creation of monsters. This dungeon world, this king has been here for a long time!"

Hearing this sentence, Figo kowtowed as if he had been pardoned and said:

"Yes, master, the subordinates will do it right away, but..."

With a look of hesitation on his face, thinking back to the different Holmintheus he saw in Australia, he was a little unclear whether he should report the matter to Agrit.

Frowning, Agrit asked coldly:

"But what? You still have something to hide from me?"

Trembling all over, Figo quickly denied:

"Master, the subordinates dare not, but this matter, the subordinates don't know whether they should talk about it. The subordinates are afraid that they will make a big fuss and disturb the master."

Waving his robe, Agrit turned and walked up the steps, saying:

"Say, this king wants to hear, but you don't know what to say or not."

Kneeling on the ground, Figo gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:

"When I was in Australia, knowing that the neon battle line had failed, Holmesius burst into a rage and erupted with terrifying power. His strength was completely different from what he usually showed. In that state, his subordinates had no power to resist .”

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The footsteps stopped at this point, and the whole hall fell into a deathly silence after Figo finished speaking.

On the steps, Agrit, who was standing still, turned around, looked down at Figo, who was kneeling on the ground with dark and deep eyes, and dared not raise his head, and asked with a cold expression:

"What you said is true? You don't even have the strength to resist?"

Agrit's tone was calm, but Figo was even more frightened. He knew that the calmer Agrit, the more dangerous he was!

"Master, Figo dare not lie to you. At that time, the blood of the subordinates was completely suppressed, and the magic power was stunned and temporarily unable to operate. It lasted at least two seconds. In that case, Huo Minxiu Si can kill subordinates several times!"

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"Hahahahahahahaha! Interesting! Very interesting!"

Laughter echoed in the hall, cold sweat dripped from Figo's head on the floor on both sides, his eyes were terrified and puzzled, he didn't understand why Agrite laughed out loud.

"Get up, do what Holmesius asked, and fully cooperate with him. This king wants to see what he has been trying to hide all this time!"

He didn't know how Figo got out of the hall. In short, he was in a dazed state all the way, and he didn't know what was going on.

Turning his head and looking at the main hall behind him, Figo swallowed hard, not daring to stay any longer, and left quickly.

Inside the main hall, Agrete sat back on the throne again, with a vague smile on his stern face, as if he had discovered something interesting,

"Master, that Holmintheus obviously has ulterior motives, does he need a servant to destroy him?"

Hearing the voice from the woman beside him, Agrit waved his hands and said:

"No, no, such an interesting thing, wouldn't it be boring to kill it too early? Holminius is nothing more than plotting against the origin of this world. He wants to be the first to step into the Holy Spirit, but his vision is still too narrow. He thinks that the Holy Spirit Can you be equal to this king?"

"This king wants to watch him step by step towards success, and then shatter his illusions in one fell swoop, so that he can clearly realize that there are differences between the holy spirits!"

"The so-called blood of the Holy Spirit is just my servant, don't you think so? My little beauty of the Holy Spirit."