Blue Star, China.

Lin Fan, who had been playing Kane's Continent for a day, opened the game warehouse with an expressionless expression.

He is usually happy when the game ends, but today he really couldn't be happy.

His favorite NPC saint, Roy, is hanging on by a thread at this moment. The key is that she was kidnapped by the culprit, Lord Eagle.

He has always felt proud and superior to be a player in any game.

Because in the game, they players are the natural disasters that overthrow everything, and they are the gods who overlook all things.

But today he felt a deep sense of frustration. He felt like a clown, jumping up and down, but he was helpless and could only rage.

I feel tired and want to retreat.

Lin Fan turned on the computer and leaned on the seat tiredly, trying to find the latest 18+ games to relax.

But in his mind, every bit of life in Chenguang Town kept reappearing, the optimistic and kind-hearted Asians, the sand sculpture players who fought side by side along the way, and the voice and smile of Saint Ruoyi...

He clearly remembered the admiring look of a little demi-human girl.

She said he was a great hero who killed the ferocious wild boar all by himself.

"I'm a player..."

Lin Fan smiled bitterly, a hint of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

Just then, an official message from Kane Continent popped up in the corner of the computer.

[The second test of Kane Continent is launched: The number of places for this test is 10,000. It is created with the efforts of the Nine-Nation Federation. It has 100% five senses and the Queen’s super intelligent brain AI calculation. The world of swords and magic is looking forward to your arrival! 】

"Two tests!?"

"Ten thousand player quota?"

Lin Fan's eyes lit up, and a spark of fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes.

"Go to hell Eagle Lord!"

"It's not time to give up yet..."

Open the forum and create a post.

[Calling post: For the best, Her Majesty the Saint, let all our players unite together! 】

Lin Fan's face reflected the light of the computer screen, and a cold light shone in the rectangular lenses of his glasses.

"Come on!"

Cologne Empire, Barda Temple.

In the splendid temple, the pope, wearing a white robe, a red shawl, and a triple crown hat, was looking attentively at the exquisite chessboard in front of him.

Although there are not many gorgeous decorations on his clothes, the divine light that occasionally flows on the surface of his body sets off the mystery and power of this old pope.

At this time, a Templar knight wearing armor walked into the temple. He lowered his head and half-knelt on the ground, saluted respectfully:

"Your Majesty the Pope, the assassination mission failed."

The Pope looked at the chessboard without saying a word. He gently picked up the black chess piece representing the bishop with his hand and stepped on the king of the white chess piece.

After a moment of silence, the old pope's lips moved slightly, and his cold voice came to the Templar's ears.

"Let the black sword kill that flea."

"Inform Eve to start the paradise plan."

The first layer of the abyss plane.

The territory of the Demon Lord Felton.

Ye Hao, who had fallen into a semi-demon state, fell to the ground, screaming and rolling.

The devil's whispers and howls in his ears were gradually wearing away his will.

He felt like his brain was being roasted on a fire by a group of little demons, and ten thousand needles were pricking into the depths of his mind.

His body was collapsing, his soul was being torn apart, and he could no longer hold on.

Just when he was about to fall completely into madness, he suddenly felt a chill in his head, and a magnificent will came into his mind.

"You let me down, Ye Hao."

The voice of the magnificent will is cold and filled with huge anger.

"You were actually bewitched by the Cain Abyss just for the sake of temporary power!"

When Ye Hao heard the reprimand of the magnificent will, his already ferocious expression became even more terrifying, like an evil ghost.

He lay on the ground, his face covered with snot and tears because of the pain he had experienced before. Looking at the red soil of the abyss, he growled unwillingly:

"It's not because you don't give me more power. That prediction skill is useless. What can I do? Do I have to watch my woman being snatched away by that hateful lord?"

"Trash, it's just a container, and you've made you lose your composure!"

"I have told you a long time ago that I am doing my best to prevent the counterattack of this world's will and create opportunities for my people to invade this world. I have no extra time to pay attention to you."

"You just need to guide my people well. Even if you encounter such changes, you can still be invincible."

"But what have you done!"

"Originally, I could rely on my people to gradually analyze the divinity of the container and then occupy her body."

"But you secretly traded her divinity with the abyss! What's even more ridiculous is that you can still lose yourself in it!"

"Your stupid behavior ruined my plan."

At this time, the voice of the Grand Will was surprisingly angry, and even the air around Ye Hao began to become distorted. However, it seemed to have some concerns, and the voice gradually softened:

"I will give you one last chance. If you are still stubborn, don't blame me for using your body as a new container!"

"There is no time, the second coming will start early!"

After speaking with the magnificent will, he quickly pulled away from Ye Hao's body. At the same time, Ye Hao's eyesight went dark, and his body twisted and disappeared into the first layer of the abyss.

When he appeared again, he was already at the gate of Chenguang Town.

The power he received from the devil did not disappear, and seemed to be completely integrated with his body with the help of his magnificent will.

Ye Hao clenched his fists, feeling the majestic power in his body, and couldn't help laughing wildly.

"Lord Eagle, if you dare to touch my woman... just wait for me!"

But what he didn't know was that Saint Ruoyi had been abducted by the Eagle Lord for a long time.

Winter City.

The setting sun is slightly drunk, and it is already dusk.

The soft light of the setting sun fell on the face of Saint Roy with a little heat.

Under Lori's treatment, Roy's condition has been alleviated, but it has not been completely resolved.

"Master...Lori has no way to completely eliminate this power, she can only temporarily resist it."

Lori shook her head lowly, feeling a little discouraged that she couldn't help her master.

Xiwei touched the fair and smooth face of the little maid, gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, then hugged her into his arms and comforted her gently: "This is not your problem, Lori, you are already great. "

After returning from Morning Light Town, Luo Li kept using her abilities all afternoon. You must know that she had healed so many people in the morning.

She was exhausted by this point.

The little maid blushed, narrowed her eyes, and lay softly in Xiwei's arms, her tail wrapped around his waist, and she rubbed her arms greedily like a cat, and then forced herself to leave Xiwei. Wei cheered up in his arms and said worriedly:

"Her situation is very complicated. Lori can feel an evil force eroding her body. It is a brand that is deeply embedded in the soul and cannot be dispelled."

"She can't wake up now because this evil brand has dragged her into a nightmare."

"If she wants to truly get rid of this stigma, she still has to see whether she can overcome it."

Hearing this, Xiwei hugged the little maid and was thoughtful.

He felt that although he could not directly revive Roy, he might be able to provide some help to her in her nightmare.

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