Your San Value is Zero

Pence frowned and thought hard, that's not right~

If there are really prisoners who stay there and wait to die, why do we have to bring them to the new world?

Everyone was confused until the first player began to exercise his body with the torture instruments in the eyes of the guards, and died on the equipment in front of the shocked eyes of Pence and others.

In just half a day, Pence watched batches of players being tortured to death by the equipment. Some new players regretted it as soon as they went up, but when they wanted to stop, they found that they could not find a way to pause. They could only exercise at the current speed while calling for help from the people around them.

Then the guards watched them scream and die, and their deaths were more miserable than one another.

The players on the side started a bet, betting on how long the person calling for help could hold on.

The equipment designed by Marcos is for normal humans to use, and the sub-humans with modified appearance are extremely unsuitable, which greatly increases their mortality rate.

Some people had no place to put their tails and wings when they went up, or accidentally caught their animal ears in the equipment. The scene was so bloody that children under the age of eighteen could only see a bunch of mosaics.

Soon, a guard couldn't stand this purgatory-like scene and rushed out of the cave with a howl.

Pence was splashed with blood.

He stood there stupidly, his mouth wide open as if it was dislocated and couldn't close.

Du Wei's clone Luo Luo stood aside, calmly improving the training equipment for the players.

Pence's arrival did not cause much waves. Only a few new players came forward to talk and tried to take one or two side quests.

But Pence obviously hadn't recovered from the shock and didn't want to pay attention to those chattering players.

Finally, under the escort of a group of guards, he fled out of the cave.

After walking out of the cave, Pence looked at the cave entrance and hesitated. Why not seal this cave?

But when he thought of the bronze and silver players he saw along the way, he was reluctant to leave.

At least there is still a glimmer of hope.

A glimmer of hope to fight against the members of the Prell family.

"These aren't all, right? Where are the others?" Pence wanted to find bright spots from other aliens to increase his confidence in them.

"There are also a large number of wings...winged people on the top of the mountain." The guard chief hesitated.

Pence waved his hand, "Let's go, take me to see!"

The guard chief hesitated for a moment, swallowed the words that were about to come to his throat, "Be prepared."

Pence was a little puzzled, but seeing the guard chief's hesitation, he decided to see for himself why the guard chief had to prepare himself.

On the top of a mountain about 800 to 900 meters high, players who had made all kinds of wings walked to the edge of the cliff, then shouted various slogans and jumped down.

"I will definitely be able to fly this time!"

"Orcs will never be slaves!"

"Wings hidden in the dark! Spread your wings!"

"Ah! Damn! Who said it's not scary at all~"

Pence watched those players fall off the cliff, and no one could spread their wings and fly into the sky. His brain suddenly couldn't keep up with his thoughts.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he looked at the chief guard and asked, "Are they committing suicide?"

The chief guard had a look of vomiting, and stuttered to repeat what the player had said to him before, "I asked them before... they said... the fledglings can only spread their wings and fly high in desperate situations."

Pence felt that his worldview had been completely overturned today. Everything he had just seen might be an illusion, and he urgently needed to return to the mansion to rest.

A few players followed Pence, and the guards asked Pence how to deal with it. Pence said that they could follow if they wanted, but just don't let them into the mansion.

The players followed all the way to the mansion, and were stopped by the guards at the door.

Seeing that Pence had recovered a little, the chief guard stepped forward and said: "Master Pence, are these really sub-humans? I just saw a person. Uh... to be precise, it's a creature, and it seems to be one of their tribesmen. That guy has no human characteristics and can't even speak. But it can use methods similar to secret methods without extracting any elemental energy." Pence's brain was still a little chaotic. He was surprised and happy to hear this news. "Is it a mysterious power different from our world? What is its strength?" "Not yet extraordinary. Although I haven't experienced that kind of attack personally, I should be able to defend against it with my aura. And I have the confidence to solve it in one move." The chief guard replied. Pence pondered for a moment, "You have silver-level strength after all, what if it is a black iron-level extraordinary person?"

"Its attack can easily defeat entry-level monsters and extraordinary people. The attack and defense of black iron are definitely better. But if it is a sneak attack, the black iron level may not be able to withstand it."

Pence nodded slightly, "Pay more attention to this kind of existence. If they can also enter the extraordinary level, report to me as soon as possible."

Can a mortal body fight against the extraordinary, and no elemental energy is required.

If it is in a secret forbidden place like the Sigma Barrier, that kind of power can also be used. Isn't it possible to train a special forces. In the future, when fighting with hostile forces, as long as the forbidden area is opened, it will surely be invincible.

Pence became more and more excited as he thought about it, and the speed of shaking the red wine glass in his hand turned faster and faster.

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The border town where Pence is located is called Put City. A group of sub-human players suddenly entered Put City, which quickly caused a riot.

The originally noisy downtown area was closed, leaving only a few drunkards sleeping on the roadside and some mobile shops pushing trolleys.

The manager of Put City was just a minister of the Solomon family and did not even have a formal title, only a knight's title. But being able to serve as the guardian of the towns outside the kingdom has something to offer. He himself is a bronze-level warrior, and his execution ability is first-rate. He quickly pulled up a city defense team and went to exterminate the demihuman players.

The players who come here at this time are newcomers who are very interested in everything in the game. All the wealth of small traders in the city is in their mobile shops. If they lose their mobile shops, they will spend all their savings and wait to die.

But as ordinary people, they can't outrun the players pushing the cart. Several vendors were blocked by the players. In the eyes of small traders, demihumans are similar to the incarnations of monsters. They hugged each other and shivered.

"My God, why are they so afraid of us? We are the brave men summoned by Burns-Solomon, here to save your world."

The shivering vendors, you look at me and I look at you, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, the city defense team arrived and surrounded the new player from the outside.

Although the number of city defense teams is small, their strength is at the lowest entry level. It's more than enough against new players who are still just regular people.

"The Magic Spear Team comes out! Shoot!"

The manager completely ignored the life and death of the small vendors in the middle and launched an attack as soon as he surrounded everyone.