Whose world-class drama are they criticizing?

Therefore, following celebrities in the cyber world is more cost-effective than following them in real life.

The Lich King, the Impaler, and the Demon Slayer exchanged a glance.

The other side is quite powerful.

They never expected that Ryan would also be keeping the Dark Ones in captivity.

But at this moment, all we can do is deal with whatever comes our way.

What is there to fear about Chuguang City, given their suicidal ways?

The language of the Lightless belongs to the curse language family. While ordinary humans cannot understand it, seasoned death cultists like them can grasp some of its meaning.

"Please follow me, everyone."

Yuzi took the lead and guided the three of them on a tour of the various projects in Chuguang City.

The first one is the famous invisible bridge.

After being repeatedly damaged by players, the invisible bridge is now in a terrible state, riddled with potholes, and one could easily fall into the bottom of the bridge if not careful.

"Haha."

Wanmozhan laughed heartily.

"Why is Brother Wanmo laughing so loudly?" the Lich King asked.

"I laugh at Lu Ming's lack of strategy and Ryan's lack of wisdom. If they had stationed an archer here, wouldn't we have been ready to be slaughtered?"

Wanmozhan was quite disdainful; the design of the invisible bridge was too outdated, and he was already used to it.

Yuzu, who was listening nearby, turned pale. She felt that what she was saying sounded very familiar.

Sure enough, as soon as Brother Wanmo finished speaking...

Henry, who was guarding the bridge from the battlements, nocked an arrow and fired. Wanmozhan quickly shielded the piercing vampire in front of him, and the arrow pierced the vampire's body, turning the latter into a sieve.

"That's all there is to it."

Wanmozhan commented.

This tourist route runs from Chuguang City to Daohua Town. They continued on and came to a narrow mountain path.

Wanmozhan laughed again.

"I find the design of the Ryan Pass to be poor. If some clever traps and mechanisms were set up here, it would be an impregnable fortress."

Before long, they arrived at Duncan's 'Dominion'.

Looking at the large, rapidly spinning iron plate in front of him, and the fake Strike Kings scattered all over the mountains and fields.

Wanmozhan looked puzzled. Where was the way?

"This is the route our employees take to and from get off work," the players said. "Please follow us, it's very simple."

As soon as she finished speaking, she rolled away, dodging the oncoming piece of metal. Having died dozens of times here, the players' movements were so skillful it was heartbreaking. One after another, she rolled several times, weaving through the gaps between countless fake targets, and successfully rolled to the village entrance.

"As long as you roll at the right time, you can avoid the metal pieces." The legendary investigator also joined in the fun.

He loves these opportunities to shine in front of others.

It's a wonderful thing to watch the newlyweds enjoy the same delicious food they once ate.

"Roll at the right time, and you can dodge it...?" Looking at these guys speaking so matter-of-factly, Wanmozhan smiled confidently, thinking it wasn't a difficult task.

They imitated the players and easily flipped over.

Then it was cut into pieces by the sheet of iron.

"After all that, I still have to assemble it myself."

The three people, with their six hands, wriggled past the martial arts hall, then turned around and carried out piece after piece of their own flesh, piecing it back together little by little to restore it to its original form.

Extreme rolls were not difficult for the three death deacons.

But the problem is,

Faced with an impenetrable iron mesh, in reality, rolling around would still mean certain death.

"Hey, your operation was fine," the legendary investigator said, puzzled. "How did it get sliced ​​into sashimi?"

nonsense.

The Lich King cursed inwardly.

Do you think everyone is like you, with invincible frames when they roll?

The two great blessings of the Dark Ones, the Blessing of Rolling and the Blessing of Parrying, are no secret in the cursed world. It is precisely because of these blessings, coupled with infinite resurrection, that the Dark Ones are so troublesome.

Their entire bodies were cut into pieces, and it took them a long time to piece them back together.

"This is my foot. You spelled it wrong, so change it back."

"Who took my arm?"

"Holy crap, what is this... this is amazing!"

"Give it back to me!"

"Hey, no, Brother Wanmo, why are you showing off?"

"Can I show off a bit too?"

Wanmozhan put on his head to look cool, then put his head back on and put on his cool look as well. After the assembly was completed, his expression was not very good.

I have to admit, Ryan does have some innovative ideas.

The Death Deacons could understand it now; no wonder so many Death Cultists had betrayed them.

After much difficulty, they were able to continue their journey.

Duncan saw this scene from afar, and his eyes became serious. He hadn't expected this group of new immigrants to be so difficult to kill. His domineering protection was trembling wildly. These three were very valuable to him.

These three realms were disguised very well, and even the Lightless One couldn't detect them, but this couldn't fool his will of dominance.

The lowest level is the fourth ring.

It may seem like they've been cut into pieces, but that doesn't actually kill them.

On the other hand, looking at the fighting strength of the City of Light, Duncan and Matthew are at the third ring, while Ryan is at the second ring.

Judging solely from their ranks, Chuguang City would undoubtedly lose if a conflict broke out.

But that's what makes the fight worthwhile!

Duncan was not sad at all, but rather delighted. Sure enough, he was always bullied by Ryan.

Physical bullying was ineffective... Duncan's expression hardened, and he told Matthew behind him to get ready.

"who are they?"

Duncan asked Ryan, who had come with him.

“A spy sent by Gray Death City,” Ryan said. “We’re being watched by Gray Death City.”

As Chuguang City grows stronger, it's only a matter of time before it attracts the attention of Huisi City.

"So..." Duncan quickly grasped the crux of the problem, "You led the enemy the way?"

What does it mean to lead the enemy?

Ryan was dissatisfied; this was called cooperating and achieving win-win results with friendly nations.

“Ryan, you deliberately led them to Daohua Village... It’s not my fault, but I’m just reminding you.”

Duncan looked at Ryan, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a deep voice:

“While I have no objection, do you know what it would mean if the three fourth-tier death deacons started fighting in the village and the Grey Death spread?”

Duncan wasn't stupid; he could tell that Ryan had deliberately led the death to Daohua Village.

While it may seem domineering, it's certainly not something a lord would do.

"That means all the unruly villagers of Daohua Village are dead!"

Ryan raised his hands, a bright and cheerful smile on his face:

"I've long felt that Daohua Village's population is too urbanized!"

Chapter 130 War Begins

As it turns out, the Death Butler truly is a Death Butler.

Even the Domination Hall, which has claimed the lives of countless players, can be cleared in one life.

"Nothing special," commented Chuanci Gongrui.

While the method of slow slicing with blades is creative, it ultimately lacks the art of suffering.

As a descendant of the true progenitor of vampires, the Piercer has spent decades performing piercings and evaluating the tastes of blood from various gynecological conditions.

He had long since honed his body to the point of being indestructible and immune to all poisons, and even wrote a review book: "A Guide to Evaluating the Essence of the Shadeless Lady".

Even the most terrifying poison is just a soothing balm for him.

But today, he has met his lifelong enemy.

What is a 'Chinese herbal steamed bun'?

The puncture victim was completely baffled.

After passing the Martial Arts Hall, we arrived at Matthew's Pharmacy.

Not only traditional Chinese medicine, but Matthew also developed a variety of medieval products in just one week.

Chinese medicine steamed buns, also known as medieval medicine steamed buns.

One gold coin each.

The method is also very simple: grind mandrake into flour, mix it with various exotic medieval herbs, and bake it into delicious little steamed buns.

Finally, dip it in the freshly collected blood from the martial arts school before eating.

It is a medicinal food that combines tradition and innovation.

"Does eating this stuff really cure all diseases?"

Piercing Duke, refusing to believe in superstition, took a bite. The moment it entered his mouth, he felt dizzy and a fishy smell rushed down his internal organs. In a daze, he seemed to see his great ancestor, Piercing Duke I, waving from the opposite bank of the River Styx.

This near-death experience is so exhilarating!

The first puncture was so pleasurable that his scalp tingled, but the second puncture made him feel nothing at all.

"These cherry tomatoes are also quite intoxicating to chew."

Wanmozhan has its eye on another product. Every time you chew it, you can feel the extreme friction in your mouth. Every time it feels like you're kissing death with your tongue. Just one bite and your whole mouth feels like it's going to become fibrotic.

"Do Ryan's people usually eat this well?"

"I'm even thinking about betraying them."

The players glanced at the two and thought to themselves, "No wonder they're from the countryside, they've never seen the world."

The Lich King also felt ashamed of his two companions, as these so-called Chinese products were simply outdated.

The magical and ruthless elements in it are not as high as the content of his Soul Box.

Until it saw a banner.

What is the Ten Thousand Souls Banner?

It asked, bewildered.

"And at this time I designed a brand new medieval-style house for the lich."

Matthew proudly explained, "Traditional soul boxes are like detached villas, which have a very low space utilization rate and are expensive and not cost-effective. But my Ten Thousand Soul Banner is different. In the same area, it can cramm ten thousand liches inside!"

Ten thousand liches crammed into a single small flag?

The Lich King felt his scalp tingle and his soul almost being squeezed out; this was too ruthless.

He even considered settling down there.

All of Chuguang City's products are quite novel. Even Wanmozhan, who has the worst taste, has to admit that this product is more innovative than that of Huisi City.

Although survival in Gray City is extremely difficult and the death rate is extremely high, the deaths are all the same in the end, and even the Death Witch doesn't like to see them.