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Chapter 801 Storm Encirclement, 41st Demon God

After Samuel finished speaking, he sent Sila a map showing the location of the dust storm.

Sila was shocked: "Are they trying to surround me from both sides?"

Samuel said, "I have to fly away. You'd better get out of there quickly."

Sila was furious: "What a disappointment!"

So he shouted, "President, President, is the competition still going on? Emergency! I've spotted another sandstorm ahead! I need to change direction!"

Da Chun was drinking heavily at the stadium when he suddenly heard the alarm and was startled. He immediately switched back to the main world interface: "Then let's get around there quickly!"

As for how she discovered it, Da Chun didn't ask; after all, she was one of the Ten Elders.

"understand!"

Da Chun has no interest in the competition anymore; he'd rather finish the remaining dozens of bottles and get drunk first.

No, let's do an astrological forecast first. Maybe I can gain more skill points by making a subjective prediction later, since there are two sandstorms this time.

—Astrologer's professional tip: You have successfully predicted the current weather, a storm!

This level of prediction is so accurate, even a blind person could see it; the results were given on the spot!

Then Da Chun switched back to the arena and drank heavily...

A few minutes later, Samuel informed Shira again: "Oh shit! There's another sandstorm ahead of me on my detour, Shira, I suspect there's one on your detour too!"

Sila was stunned: "Surrounded on all sides? What's going on? How did this 'surrounded on all sides' trigger? This is clearly not a monster!"

Samuel scoffed: "Most likely, this guy didn't issue a warrant for my arrest, and instead did other things during his free time. When the Emperor found out, he manipulated the 72 Demon Gods to teach him a lesson."

Michael said in a deep voice, "The possibility is very high. His wheelchair is monitored by the Emperor. Since the Emperor knows his destination, he can ambush him from this location during this time. The demon god who controls the wind should be the 41st pillar, Forgello. He is also loyal and once promoted the Empire's maritime transport. The Emperor trusts him quite a bit."

Gabriel was taken aback: "Surely not? If the Emperor wanted to discipline him, he could just give the head maid a heads-up, right?"

Michael said, "This isn't like the Emperor. He doesn't waste words when he can use his fists."

Sila panicked: "This isn't the time to talk about these things. The important thing is, what should I do?"

Samuel said in a deep voice, "I don't even know if I can get out of here alive. You have a head maid who is proficient in spatial magic. It's possible that she can teleport you out."

Xila became anxious: "What about Dachun?"

Gabriel was furious: "He's not your lover, so what if he's dead! The key is the head maid. As long as the head maid is by your side, you can find a way to farm the Angel City Ruins just as well!"

Sila then came to her senses: "I was just pretending to be an NPC, and I got too into character."

……

At this moment, Da Chun was drinking heavily on the field. He had only drunk less than twenty bottles when Shirley's alarm came: "President, we can't get out of there. There's still a sandstorm ahead. We're surrounded by the Sand Demon!"

Holy shit! !
When Da Chun switched back to the main world, the night sky was dark again, and even the wind that had been chasing them had weakened. Was this a sign that the storm was about to encircle them?

The head maid spoke up: "I'm sorry, I don't have the strength to break through as before."

Da Chun had already prepared a plan: "Elder, as I said before, you take the head maid and leave first, don't worry about me!"

The head maid frowned: "What are you doing—"

Da Chun, too lazy to even utter a word, said, "Escape from prison? I admit it! Let's get out of here while we can!" Xi La, completely absorbed in her role, was frantic: "President, what are you going to do?"

Of course I'm going to get you out of the way, use my god-level hurricane-like strength to withstand the storm, and make a subjective prediction to reach god-level astrology! But to get you out of the way, I have to lay my cards on the table, so let's lay my cards on the table, isn't that just trying to trick me into saying something?

Da Chun said, "I can't give up this sled. It's an ancient treasure. I want to stay with it! I have a Grandmaster-level survival skill. As long as I'm buried in the sand, I might be able to hold out until you come to rescue me."

Sila was shocked: "How is it possible to have a Grandmaster-level extreme survival? That requires starving for many days without eating. Even I, a wandering nun who practices asceticism, cannot do that!"

Huh? Holy crap, I let something slip. It's Grandmaster in the arena, and I'm only Master 10 in the main world! But they're still trying to trick me at this point? Do you really have to starve yourself to reach Grandmaster level normally?

Da Chun went all out: "Actually, I was possessed and parasitized by a demon. I've never eaten; the demon ate me!"

Is this explanation reasonable? Anyway, to be honest, I haven't eaten a single bite while I've been in prison; it's all been Ailian who's fed me.

Da Chun quickly urged, "Head Maid, you should go too!"

If you don't leave now, I'm going to use my Dark Privilege Points!!

Sheila said, "Okay! Wait a minute!"

After saying that, he immediately pulled out a shiny object and threw it violently at the sand in front of him—BOOM!! A beam of light shot into the sky, blasting out a large sand pit.

"President, let's get the sled into the pit first!"

Da Chun's heart skipped a beat. This wasn't because Ten Elders were thinking of me. Ten Elders also valued this ancient machine and were afraid it would be blown away by the storm, right?

But you got so into trying to trick me into talking, so I'll try to trick you into talking too.

Da Chun feigned shock: "Elder, what did you just throw that was so powerful?"

Shelley grabbed the head maid: "It's a training tool! There's no time to explain, Master! You must hold on!"

After saying that, he grabbed the head maid and soared into the sky, instantly disappearing from Da Chun's sight in the sandpit.

It's a divine artifact, but it's also a prop... But honestly, with my current cultivation level, can I withstand her explosion?

Just then, Lia spoke up: "Fight with all your might! It should be the Emperor's most loyal demon servant, the 41st Demon God, Fagalo."

41st pillar? The CEO said that the Emperor's main demon servants are pillars 50 to 72. This 41st pillar is obviously not a king-level being, but probably an earl.
Da Chun asked, "You should also have a few Sand Demons with you, right?"

Lia said, "These sand demons are all mental beings. I and Ellen and the other nightmares will deal with them. But this demon god's gale attacks your body directly. You'll have to fight it with all your might. Once we cripple these sand demons, its gale won't be as strong..."

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Samuel was still struggling to break through at the confluence of the two sandstorms, while Sila was in much better shape, teleported out of the core wind zone by the head maid. Even so, the entire desert was a blur of flying sand. Such power was clearly beyond the reach of the Sand Demon, confirming the existence of the 41 pillars without a doubt.

Sariel, however, was focused on the game and chuckled, "Look, he's not moving anymore, and he's not drinking!"

Metatron scoffed, "That's just bad; you can't even handle two fronts."

Gabriel exclaimed, "So that's how he trained for extreme survival! Boss was right. It's impossible for a normal player to log on at 6 or 12 o'clock sharp just to eat."

Metatron sighed, "No wonder I kept feeding him the best food and drinks but couldn't break his skills. It's not entirely because he's bad; at least his team behind the scenes is quite capable."

Sariel sneered: "We're targeting his entire team behind the scenes!"

(End of this chapter)