Knight: I started playing with the armor app and I became invincible

After coming back from the dead, he not only seeks revenge, but also sticks to his duties as the "game administrator" during his survival.

Cooperate with the enemy, but only cooperate.

Chatting?

Klas doesn't deserve it.

"Give me the Torch Driver." Klaus smiled faintly, not caring about his cold expression at all.

Kirori summons the Torch Driver to silence.

"Oh? You want to go back on your word?" Klaus looked straight at him.

Kirori shook his head and asked, "Can you really help me defeat the Armor Hero?"

"Of course!" Kraus said with utmost confidence, "A mere Armored Hero is absolutely no match for 'that person'. He has never lost a single game I've been in charge of!"

Hesitate for a moment.

Gamemaster Kiroly handed the Torch Driver to Krass.

Click! !

The Jumu driver is fixed at the waist.

Press the side fingerprint button with your finger.

The rectangular LED screen flashes brilliant strips of light and shadow.

"Hacking On! Crack Start!"

The sound effect sounded.

"Nani?!"

Klaus' eyes suddenly widened.

"What happened?" Kiroli asked immediately.

"The Tortoise Driver can't even decipher Tsumurai." Klas replied in a deep voice, "Kiroli, are you sure you gave me the Tortoise Driver?"

Kiroli, who was wearing a white suit, didn't say anything, but looked at him as if he were an idiot.

There are two Jumu drives in total. Due to special reasons, it is impossible to imitate more than that.

Fake?

If he had this ability, he would have already infiltrated the game's official core circle.

Who would be a little game manager.

Levis City.

call out! !

Invisible energy surges.

Kurama Yaon, Igarashi Sakura, Akira... everyone's eyes were fixed on Tsumuri.

Purple, blue, dark red...thin energy lines formed a gene-shaped light array that enveloped the game guide.

The light array looks exactly the same as the one transmitted by Kraus.

"Nanhe-sama, is Tsumurai-neeji okay?"

Kurama Yaon said nervously.

Tsumeli, she, and Sakurai Sara have long become good sisters.

Naturally, I don't want her to be in danger.

"With me here, nothing will happen..."

An inexplicable smile appeared on Nanhe's lips.

"Ding... The host's request was successfully completed, and points x100000 were deducted."

The notification sound of the Armor app rang in my mind.

The so-called requirement means that Tsumurri is not controlled by Kras, but the change in appearance still occurs.

Who can resist Tsumurai in her succubus form?

The bright light dissipated.

The black and white milk skirt girl's fashion has changed: a dark red top is matched with a black silk dress, slender legs are wrapped in black fishnet stockings, and small feet are wrapped in black round-toed shoes.

The single ponytail hairstyle instantly turned into wavy curls, and the hairstyle above Shui Lingling's eyes was a straight bangs, with a strand of long hair falling on each cheek.

The delicate face restrained its smile, exuding a cold and prickly aura, somewhat similar to the black-stockinged loli Beloba.

"Ah?"

The three beautiful girls, Kurama Yaon, Igarashi Sakura, and Aguilera, were stunned.

The watery eyes watched curiously: What a beautiful hairstyle, what a beautiful dress, what a beautiful lipstick...

The succubus Tsumuri opened her eyes wide and was silent for a moment. Then, she tapped the dark red tablet with her slender fingers, and the latest game plan appeared on the shining LED screen.

Game space.

"Klas, can you do it?"

Game administrator Kiroli said in a deep voice.

"Uh--"

The confident Klaus was taken aback for a moment, "No problem, absolutely no problem."

"Although I don't know what caused the Torch Drive 4.0 to fail to decipher, I can still contact the game guide, Tsumuri, through the gaming tablet."

"The latest game process has been transmitted."

"You just have to be patient... I will give you a chance to defeat the Armor Hero once and for all."

"Humph!" Kiroli said coldly, "I hope you'll keep your word."

It's ridiculous that the Linked Torch Drive couldn't even decipher it. It's so ridiculous that I had to work with him during the resurrection period. I don't have time to regret it.

The colorful genes are flashing.

As Tsumurai was about to descend, Kirori quickly dodged away, not wanting her to know that he had been resurrected.

Tsumurai and Nanhe were in the same boat, and they were no longer the game guides he was familiar with...

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166: Nanhe's new operation: Killing the administrator with your physical body! [Please subscribe to the full version]

Game space.

Colorful lights in the shape of genetic factors sparkled.

The succubus Tsumuri arrives.

His bright and pure eyes twinkled as he looked around the strange yet familiar workplace like a curious baby.

Standing in front of him was the red-hooded masked man whom he had met not long ago.

At this moment he took off his mask.

Kiroli knew Kras, but Tsimli was a stranger to him and, as a game guide, had limited contact with internal members.

The only people I have more contact with on a daily basis are the Desire Grand Prix players.

"Hehehe..."

The red-hooded masked man laughed triumphantly, "My name is Kras, the new game administrator."

"A new game manager?" Tsumuri's face was full of confusion.

Chirami suffered a miserable defeat.

Neelam, a cadre member of the operator, appointed her as a part-time game administrator.

As of this moment, we have not received any information from Niram about changing the game administrator.

Snapped--

The white fingers pressed the dark red tablet.

"Ah?"

Charming Tsumurai had a silly and cute expression.

Combined with her cold and beautiful black rose appearance, she has an indescribable mature charm.

If Aguilera and Kurama Yaon are in bud.

Then the charming Tsumurai blooms perfectly.

The dark red tablet was unable to contact operator cadre Neelam.

What on earth happened.

A hall.

Neelam, dressed in a suit and bow tie, sat quietly.

The female secretary next to her obediently brought out the seafood feast.

"Lord Neelam, are we really going to stand by and watch?"

The female secretary asked softly.

The Desire Grand Prix takes a strange turn.

The resurrected gamemaster, Kirori, rebelled.

The Desire Grand Prix is ​​controlled by a traitor.

In the event of irreversible changes, operators will also be severely punished.

"unnecessary."

Neelam savored the seafood feast with a look of enjoyment on his face: "With me here, the Desire Grand Prix is ​​always under control."

"Isn't it a good thing that the game has changed?"

"Good news?" The female secretary looked sideways in confusion.

"Yeah." Neelam's lips curled up proudly. "The audience likes to watch entertainment programs with unknown plots the most."

He didn't care about Tsumuri, Kirori and Kras at all. Everything could be reset by controlling the Goddess of Creation.

However, the ratings cannot be reset, and the power of the Goddess of Creation cannot affect the dimensional world.

As an operator manager, I care most about the program ratings.

Everyone else is just a tool.

The other side.

"Zimli!"

Game administrator Kraus walked forward slowly: He really wanted to know why the Linked Torch Drive could not decipher the game wizard. Although her appearance had changed, he could not force her to do things according to his own ideas.

The charming lady stood quietly, not panicking at all, allowing the game administrator to approach with a bad face.

Levis City.

Nanhe seemed to be lost in thought.

He raised his hand and rubbed the little head of Kurama Yaon who had just finished transforming.

The petite girl's pretty face is full of enjoyment.

Aguilera and Igarashi Sakura blinked their big watery eyes. For some reason, they were inexplicably envious of Kurama Yaon, who was also a Kamen Rider.

"See you next time." Nanhe smiled gently and turned his gaze to the two girls.

Among the five members of the Levis series, he was most interested in them.

George Hunter?

Interested in becoming friends.

Aguilera and Igarashi Sakura looked at Nanhe, and the sisters' pretty faces suddenly blushed with shyness.