"Heh, indeed, it looks like there's a huge conspiracy that draws us in." Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhuang Xiaoyuan's words fell, Angola on the side spoke up and agreed with her conspiracy theory.

However, although he agreed with Zhuang Xiaoyuan's words, Angola did not have a trace of frustration at all about being conspired and calculated, and even did not have any other expressions at all, still maintaining the previous smile, and continued completely unmoved: "However, even if we know that it is a conspiracy, we will come over." Because compared to the sinister of being conspired and calculated, the pursuit of higher power has long overwhelmed all emotions. ”

"Huh. Nina, I'll go first, be careful yourself. I'll be waiting for you at the finish line, ready for my specialty. With a light smile, Zhuang Xiaoyuan took a deep look at Angola, turned his head and said goodbye to Nina behind him.

"Eh, good at cooking." With a gleam in her eyes, Nina felt the saliva in her mouth begin to secrete rapidly. Nina is already looking forward to the delicious dishes that will come to you at the end.

You must know that since she tasted Zhuang Xiaoyuan's improved dish in Hai Yueyan's shop before, Nina has been very interested in Zhuang Xiaoyuan's cuisine, and has been pestering her to find a chance to taste it.

Smiling at Nina and Yun Mengxue beside her, Zhuang Xiaoyuan turned around and walked towards a random door, and after passing by Angola's side, he gently left a sentence, pushed the door and walked in: "Just let me see what the so-called conspiracy is." You must know that in the face of absolute power, any conspiracy and trickery is nothing more than a flower in the mirror. ”

"Oh, absolute power. I just don't know if the power of your self-confidence is truly absolute. Seeing Zhuang Xiaoyuan's back disappearing into the door, Angola narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Nasty guy, I'm gone too. Don't die, and so is Daddy. Seeing Zhuang Xiaoyuan walk into the door, Nina turned her head and glanced at Yun Mengxue beside her, said hello to the dragon king Oodoragon and turned around and walked into the door frame on the right side of the door where Zhuang Xiaoyuan entered.

Without saying anything, Yun Mengxue also chose a door to enter. After that, several peak-level powerhouses also chose a different door one after another and walked in.

"Wait a minute, you can't go in." Just when several peak-level powerhouses all entered, and the group of players Gangzi and Shadow also planned to choose the door frame to enter, Angola's face changed and blocked in front of them.

"Eh, why? They all went in. There was a cacophony in the crowd of players, clearly unhappy with being intercepted.

"No reason, you don't even qualify for the Valhalla Trials, Frannie, take them where they need to be." With a cold snort, a powerful momentum erupted from Angola's body, and the players who were suppressed in an instant put away their voices.

Although Angola's momentum is strong, he is not facing ordinary people on the mainland, but a group of players who come to play the game.

"I'm not convinced, just NPC, if you say you're not qualified, you're not qualified, we're players, I want an explanation, the GM is not here, give me out." So, the next second when Angola's momentum erupted and suppressed them, the previous noise resumed again, and some people even began to shout unconvinced.

The momentum that burst out of himself didn't work, which made Angola a little embarrassed, no matter how he said that he was also the former Black Dragon King. The annoyance on his face flashed, and Angora waved his hand at the player who was shouting, and with a bang, his palm cut through the air to form a slender air blade that flew out in an instant, splitting the player who shouted disobedience in half.

This sudden blow made the players completely silent. Glancing at the crowd that finally fell silent, Angora frowned and waved at Frannie behind her, continuing, "Take them away." If it weren't for the need for them in that place, I would have trampled on all of them. ”

"Honestly follow me. Don't worry, I won't let you die. "That's right, it's not for you to die, if you can survive to the end. With an eerie smile on her face, Frannie beckons the players to follow her.

After looking at each other, Shadow and Gangzi followed, and behind them, the players followed one after another. While it was a bit of a surprise to the players that they were able to kill a person with a single hit, that wasn't the reason for their obedience.

Players are not afraid of death, anyway, they can be resurrected infinitely, at most they can drop a little experience, and they will be able to level up again soon, and the only thing they are worried about is probably to die empty-handed for nothing. But looking at Frannie's expression at this time, it should be a little beneficial if you follow, and players won't refuse if they have benefits.

In fact, what is more important is the performance of Angola before, which actually killed people directly. There are quite a few players who are proficient in the game, and although the reality of this game now makes them forget that it is a game, there are still some things in common with other games.

In the face of this kind of plot that you will be forcibly killed if you want to break through, it is obviously telling you that the level is not enough, and you will not be allowed to pass, which is the same as the routine of traditional RPG, at this time, you need to take a detour to solve a clue or mechanism to pass. Many of these players are clear.

"Hmph, there are a lot of fodder this time, and I should be able to cultivate a few people of the same level." Seeing the players being taken away by Frannie in the direction of the dungeon, Angola said with a slightly gloomy face.

"Are you still going to continue to challenge the Valhalla, you've already failed five times." After everyone left, Liao Yingjie, who had been indifferent and taciturn before, finally spoke, with a hint of hoarseness and magnetism in his voice.

"Isn't that a matter of course, I'll continue even if I fail fifty times. Pull that bastard down from the highest throne with your own hands, it's mine. There was a hint of hideousness on his face, and Angola's eyes were full of murderous resentment.

"Relying on the opportunity to pile up other people's flesh and blood, time and time again, every time you are challenged, you are weaker than the last time. You should know that you're just feed for him. Noticing Angola's distorted face, Liao Yingjie sighed softly.

"So what? Do you want me to stay where I am for hundreds of years, just like you, waiting for someone else to redeem me? Don't be stupid, no one in this world can be relied on except yourself. The resentment and murderous aura on his face slowly subsided, and Angola's face gradually returned to calm.

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