Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster.

Chapter 280 Claymore: I don't understand
World Chat Channel.

Many players who were beaten to a low level immediately started warm and harmonious team-building activities.

"Stupid shit monster! Stupid planning! Stupid game! Stupid fake moves! Stupid dog eyes! I'm gonna fuck your mother! It's fucking fucking fucking! Fuck your mother!"

The first person to arrive at the battlefield was the gentle Lingzhu telegraph operator and military commander.

He was enthusiastically reporting his latest battle situation to everyone, and extended cordial greetings to Lingzhu Planning and the official.

"The mountain is not high, the water is not low, the design is bad, the planner is stupid... As a senior Lingzhu player, I am really curious about what kind of mentality the Lingzhu planner had when designing this boss and such a level? (smile)(smile)"

The next person to arrive at the battlefield was a suave, talented bard who worked as a part-time psychologist.

"Oh my, the chat channel is so lively. I can finally take a breath. I was holding my breath to avoid the Dungeon King's attacks and fainted. I'm so sorry. (Sweating soybeans)"

"Ah, now that I'm here, I might as well tell you the story of the two Lingzhu planners when they were young."

"It is said that Lingzhu Planner had a difficult birth. The doctor finally took him out by caesarean section and started to cut his umbilical cord, but Lingzhu Planner was so scared that he rolled around and ended up getting stabbed in the testicles."

"When Lingzhu grew up, he made the director of the orphanage angry and was beaten with a belt. Lingzhu rolled around on the ground, but the director was not in a hurry and waited until he got tired before beating him hard."

As the battle intensified, a storyteller came along and told everyone a short story in a vivid and vivid way.

“Oh my, ‘I regard it as the most sincere compliment’… You are so noble, planner. How about giving you an award and a little red flower? (Sincerity.jpg)”

"The grumpy guy above is really uncultured. How can he greet your family? After all, it's sad that they can't even find them. (Sigh)"

"The Dungeon King is a masterpiece. Please make more monsters like this in the future. This way, you can attract more dung beetles and flies!"

"Keep up your work, Haringzhu Planner. I believe that one day you will be sent to your beloved other world by the Big Dump Truck Technique, and then become a glorious trial-taker to receive the baptism of the dungeon king. I wish your dream comes true! Muah! (Kiss)"

The white-hot battlefield was controlled by an onmyoji, who performed compassionate work on the soul-saving of Lingzhu Planner and his family, and offered sincere blessings.

"A boss with high death penalty, high stats, high toughness + fast and slow swords."

"Low dodge benefit, low stats, low toughness + intermittent dodge candle man."

"Three high dung monsters VS three no candle people."

"Trial dungeon, please witness it!"

The final finishing touches were provided by a concise spokesperson.

See these speeches.

The other players who were just there for fun didn't dare to miss any piece of news, for fear of missing a laugh, and they watched with great gusto.

After all, not all players can write a long story in a rage.

"You're talented. You're so damn talented. I laughed so hard hahahahaha..."

"Brother Telegram, I am dying of laughter. The number of words in a chat limits your ability to express yourself. (Laughing and crying)"

"The Lost Gobi"

"Small story details orphanage."

"Damn it, that letter is definitely the inner monologue of this planner. How dare he send it out? He must be tired of living! (Angry)"

"Fuck, I just came out of the dungeon and was so pissed off that I wanted to look for some strategies, but I didn't expect to see your comments and I laughed so hard that I got excited again. I'm going to start a new game! (Struggle)"

"Look, this green head from the foul falling pool is different. I took one bite and then another. I can't stop eating."

"I have really become a piece of dung that has fallen into the filthy pond, haha. (Thumbs up)"

"Dungeon King: Mr. Trialist, do you like my fast and slow sword?"

"This is the first time I've seen such a shitty boss in the Dungeon King. And I think his fast and slow swords don't seem to be fixed. Sometimes he doesn't even look at me after I've rolled two or three times. I'd like to call him the Ultimate Torture King..."

"You're right, but Lingzhu is a domestic large-scale open world virtual reality combat game..."

"Damn it, Lian Zhan is already a beast, but he also stuffed such a disgusting thing at the end of the level. Does Lingzhu have nothing else to do, so why does he do such a crappy job?"

"That's right, Lingzhu, if you don't have any work, just open a recharge window. Otherwise, I'll always feel guilty about eating for free and not scolding the cook. Promise me that I can scold you with a clear conscience, okay?"

"..." Nowadays, the number of players in Lingzhu has already reached tens of thousands, and they are all loyal players who have been screened. Basically, they are the kind that go online at a fixed time at night, so it goes without saying how lively the chat channel is.

As for the number of newbies who have converted to Dungeon King, their number is increasing day by day. Just in a short period of time, a large number of players have suffered losses (shit) from Dungeon King.

Of course, judging from the current average ignition point and temperature of the players, a dungeon king who has just stepped into the Firefly is actually nothing, as the players have already killed many Firefly-grade monsters.

But the last level of this dungeon is a series of battles.

No matter if you died at the hands of the Rust Knight or at the hands of the final Dungeon King, you have to start over with the Rust Knight if you want to fight again.

In addition, the Rust Knight is a kite-flying and poisoning guy, which consumes a lot of medicine. If you are not careful in a hurry, you may die on the spot.

The difficulty of starting over has been greatly increased, which naturally also increases the level of red temperature after players' death.

However, scolding will be scolded.

In the eyes of players, this [Trialist Dungeon] is well designed. All areas are related, which makes people unconsciously impressed by its map design during exploration, and the sense of reward is also good.

So it's not a bad job.

But there is no way to escape the fact that it is full of malice, no doubt about it.

This is especially true for players who work as jailers or work hard to reach high levels.

But... although it's a free game... although the design is also good... although...

Never mind, there aren’t that many though, the players just have to curse.

You let me be a red stone in your game, so it's reasonable for me to have a bad mouth, right?

"Oh my god!"

Outside the Candlelight Hall, a player was merciless and fell flat on his face, which immediately made him angry.

He quickly got up, looked around for a while, and then turned his gaze directly to the Candlelight Hall.

"Damn Lingzhu, the evil-born Lingzhu planned and did all kinds of bad things, I'm fucking ***..."

The player cursed for a long time, and only left after he felt better and was still angry.

This scene stunned the two "NPCs" nearby.

"..."

Claymore fell into a deathly silence, then looked at Letalie.

Claymore hesitated: "...he just..."

"I fell down." Letalie said.

Claymore swallowed and said, "...and then he..."

"You're scolding Lingzhu and blaming Lingzhu." Letali said, and then added helplessly: "Don't worry, you're not mistaken."

After receiving the confirmation, Claymore was confused.

Not a buddy?

You accidentally fell down, and you actually blamed it on Lingzhu? You even pointed at your Lingzhu and cursed at him?
Is this right?
My primordial fire...

Am I crazy or is the world crazy?
Of course, Claymore never tried to curse the bonfire. It could even be said that he never had the thought...even though he had some bad guesses about the bonfire.

But how dare these warriors, who were born under the spiritual candles and were endowed with the power of the spiritual candles, be so disrespectful to the candle flame?
Why is this?

I do not understand.

Born on such a soil, the reverence for the supreme god-like existence seems to be innate and natural, and Claymore is of course no exception.

This shocked and confused him, and his worldview was greatly impacted.

(End of this chapter)