Chapter 553

A light came to a world shrouded in mist.

Fifty figures came out of the beam.

Among them, the first humanoid, whose body was wrapped in bright red resentment, opened his mouth and said:

"first of all, although I have been here, all kinds of intelligence have not been explored yet."

"The highest strength is estimated to be around five levels of diversification."

"In terms of classification, the world is still in the age of myth."

"There are a lot of power systems, including material life, soul state spirit and soul, belief state belief."

"There is no doubt that the world is a fragment or a subsidiary world of an advanced world."

"But there is no monitor or controller in this world, and there are no complete world rules. In this world, most other power systems will not be suppressed, but there will be no increase. In addition to the common element restraint, there will be no restraint among various forces, and the power of divine attribute will not restrain the power of the spirit of death."

"You don't bring the inertial thinking in the task world of the game country, or you will die miserably."

"The magic system is the" magic "of the wizard system and the" magic art "of the God system, but a complete magic system has been formed."

The anthropoid creatures under the threat of vicious resentment went on to introduce:

"the message now is that the world is called" white night. "You should notice the fog that surrounds the outside of the world

"The world was not found because of the fog on the outside of the world."

"Don't underestimate that layer of fog. It is a state of belief. The level of higher power reaches level five, which can erase willpower and desire at will."

"Every once in a while, there will be fog waves that will wrap and wash the whole world."

Looking at the silent and obedient crowd, the blood red figure nodded with satisfaction:

"there are twenty primitive gods in this world."

"The creator, the fog of origin, gol, the God of the night."

"The phantom of the sky, Prometheus the God of death."

"Queen of the tides, lizard, the God of the sea."

"There are also" fire preacher "," wolf at dusk "," Mercury singer "," Mrs. rose "," Lady of pain "," Queen of blood banquet "," hymn of dawn "," withered angel "," eye of storm "..."

the blood red figure has revealed a large number of taboos and introduced the general situation of the world.

"Before the language of the world, I also gave you the copied memory. You should be careful not to have too much contact with the high-level of the various gods and churches, so as to avoid exposing your horse's feet."

All the people present nodded after looking at each other.

"Except for a few of you, it's not the first time for the rest of you to take part in the expedition. All the self compulsory contracts have been signed. I won't tell you more about the rules. In short, I have only one request."

"I want the queen of blood banquet, dead or alive, to give me as much of her strength as possible."

"After you get the power of the queen of blood feast, you are allowed to act."

"If I can get the power of the queen of blood feast, I will only need the power and items related to scarlet order for 30% of your income."

Other people listened to his slightly crazy voice, and they all remembered his reputation -

"ferocious spirit" -- a powerful independent walker with multiple levels and five levels, who took the road of vitality and was characterized by "blood" and "vitality".

In duels and all kinds of combat effectiveness that allow members of the game country to kill each other, they kill and torture the enemy by bloody means, and then embezzle the enemy's vitality.

A madman, a pervert, a monster.

Standing in the multi-level three-level team, Jacqueline can't help but think of a member of her team, that cowardly guy with blood clan ability.

For fear of fighting, the coward was killed when he abandoned his companion and fled.

And this one is a completely different type.

Jacqueline's heart silently made a judgment, and then the "evil spirit" continued:

"I need a period of time to prepare, before that, you can do whatever you like, and then I will call you to come and do it together."

With that, he turned around and turned into an illusion entwined with resentment and disappeared in the sight of the public.

After he left, the remaining 49 odd shaped "players" began to make decisions.

The ten multi-level four level "players" began to pull teams respectively, trying to attract more than 30 multi-level three-level "players" into their own teams.

Jacqueline sighed as she watched the scene.

It is inevitable to form cliques, and it is very dangerous to act alone in this unexplored world.Just like following this team into the world, the "evil spirit" will collect 30% of the income. Those people who gather the team are definitely not free.

Protection fees will also be levied.

This is inevitable.

Because...

this is not a game country.

There is no game state power to ban persecution between players.

Even Jacqueline, a first-time fighter, knows.

If she didn't join a certain team, the first risk she had to take was not to walk alone in a strange world.

It's from the claws and fangs of "companions.".

In a peaceful world, with the protection of "rules", the weak and the weak will not face such risks, and even be given preferential treatment sometimes.

However, in the face of this cruel situation, here, the weak is the original sin, and the weak is the danger.

Looking at those multi-level three-level strength of the companions, there is no meaning of walking alone.

Jacqueline sighed in her heart.

No matter what you think, it is unrealistic to walk alone.

But she has to act alone.

She has reached the critical moment.

If she is repeatedly exploited, can she get enough resources to promote herself?

This is questionable.

She doesn't want to take the risk of being exploited by "peers", and she doesn't want to...

"leave immediately before they are fully settled."

Looking at the people who were still organizing the team, Jacqueline's tail swung slightly, the wings of the Dragon fluttered, and the whole person turned into a frost blue shadow and flew out.

Her departure, of course, was noticed.

A black haired man with pure white eyes gazed at Jacqueline who was fleeing and sneered:

"it's such an ungrateful thing that you can escape now. Do you think you'll never meet again?"

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