Whose world-class drama are they criticizing?

"The enemy fell before you even drew your sword. Your swordsmanship is truly superb!"

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Chapter 148 Players: ?! A honey trap?!

Hopeless.

Ryan stared at the organization of the cultists in despair, unable to see anything wrong with it?

Let's be honest.

Whose connections did you use to get this position?

"Tie them up!"

The cult leader instructed the administrative cult leader to do his job, and the latter took fifty bundles of rope and tied up the players: "Take them back, I want to interrogate them myself."

“I think,” Ryan’s lips twitched slightly, his eyes hardening, “it’s better to kill them all to avoid any unforeseen complications.”

He was genuinely afraid that these amazing players would ruin important matters.

"Your methods are quite good."

The Ash Death cultist shook his head: "But that's far too lenient. How can this gift of death be bestowed upon these lowly, lightless ones?"

"Furthermore, killing the Lightless is tantamount to releasing them; the Lightless can simply resurrect in another place."

Ryan sighed. These cultists were sometimes good and sometimes bad, but they were clear-headed again at this moment.

The players thought to themselves, "As expected of Ryan, he's still thinking about protecting them even at a time like this."

"Don't worry," the uncle gave Ryan a resolute look. "No matter what kind of torture you endure, we won't divulge a single word of information."

His uncle was also a man of principle who traveled the world, and those who lived in the martial arts world valued loyalty and righteousness. No matter how cruel the torture, he would never betray Ryan.

Moreover, after spending a month in Chuguang City, fighting battles, farming, building homes, and experiencing so many ups and downs, they had accumulated so many bonds; it had become their cyber home.

Anyway, they don't feel pain when playing games.

"How do you plan to conduct the trial?" Ryan asked.

"As the saying goes, lust is a double-edged sword. I plan to use a 'honey trap' to make them submit," the cultist said mysteriously.

"Interrogate me first if you dare!"

The old man quickly said, "Interrogate me first. Even if I know everything, I absolutely won't say a word!"

"Don't interrogate me!"

The legendary investigator was also anxious: "I will bear this hardship for my brothers!"

"Oh dear, I think I know the secret passage to Chuguang City, but I definitely won't tell you, much less lead you there."

"How could I possibly wrong you? You should interrogate me instead. You're only a one-second man, but I've lasted the longest."

"Interrogate me!"

Upon hearing that there was special CG to watch, players betrayed their cyberpunk homeland in a second.

Ryan's face darkened further; he should have known.

This game is unplayable.

The only human territory in the Lightless Territory, the City of First Light, hailed as the 'last hope,' has been cursed from top to bottom: the city lord has betrayed and been cursed, the dark guards have betrayed and been cursed, and the people have also betrayed and been cursed.

Thinking about it this way, only the villagers who were infected with the curse, and Miss Meimei who was cursed herself, had not yet betrayed them.

A perfectly good undercover job in a blue ocean market with great employment prospects was instantly squeezed into a red ocean.

Ryan sighed. Would there really be any dog ​​food left over?

Seeing the Lightless vying to be interrogated, even the Ash Death followers were somewhat moved, never expecting that these Lightless were all so compassionate and righteous.

"There's no need to argue."

He waved his hand dismissively, "Put it back in the tent."

Ryan nodded and agreed.

Fortunately, these cultists are at least still alive, and their traitorous career is not yet over.

Moreover, he just acted bravely, arresting fifty vicious Darkbringers without even drawing his sword. Graydead City should give him a substantial reward.

Taking advantage of this merit, asking for the 'Fairy Spring' wouldn't be difficult.

These esoteric practitioners are all witnesses.

"Well done, what kind of reward do you want...?"

Just as his men had taken the players away and the cultists were about to commend Ryan for his outstanding performance, the earth trembled slightly.

A sudden gust of wind brought unexpected changes. The old man gnawing on the bones, the vultures carrying rotting flesh... countless animals sensed the danger and scattered frantically.

Ryan raised an eyebrow.

Nothing good happened today.

The players and the cultists were fighting in front of the Bear King's cave, and the commotion they caused woke up the sleeping Bear King.

"Let's retreat first..."

As soon as Ryan finished speaking, he noticed that it was getting dark.

No, it's not that the sky has darkened, but rather that a heavy sky has pressed down.

Instinctively, he rolled backward, barely avoiding the impact, the shards of flesh splattering across his face. After rolling, he quickly got up and looked back; the spot where he had stood had been reduced to ruins by a boulder the size of a small mountain.

In a single throw, four cultists were crushed into neutrinos.

Ryan turned around to look.

The bear king of the twilight forest has emerged from his cave.

Its body was shaped like a large black tower, its fur was as tough as thorns, its eyes were amber and gleamed with a fierce light, and saliva dripped from the corners of its mouth to the ground.

It was originally sleeping soundly in the forest and was very happy, but now that it has been woken up, it is quite angry.

【Twilight Bear King】

[Rank: Third-Ring Beast]

Humans are as insignificant as ants in its presence.

“We have no choice but to abandon this stronghold for now…” Ryan advised the Grey Death cultists.

When I turned around, everything went black.

But all the gray cultists, upon seeing the Twilight Bear King, uniformly smeared honey all over their bodies.

"Run away?"

These death-crazy lunatics were baffled by Ryan's words: "What reason is there to run away? Why do you think we set up camp next to the cave?"

"We've wanted to do this tough job of 'smearing honey on bears' for a long time."

"If you want to officially join our Ash Death Cult and get a formal position, you'd better get your name painted on too."

These cultists laughed maniacally, their lips curving into eerie arcs, their eyes flashing with intense emotion.

"You think there are so many corpses at the cave entrance? They're all our predecessors!"

They rejoice, grieve, scream, bleed, and die in the face of death; this is the ritual offered to the Mother Goddess of Death.

Ryan realized that this was the true nature of the death cult.

The reason these crazy people act so stupidly and irrationally is because they are driven by their suicidal instincts.

Recruiting enemies into the cult, losing information about Ryan, and failing to see through the players' tricks—all because doing so makes it easier to die, and the death is the most painful.

We can't let all the Tantric practitioners die...

Ryan panicked again. If he revealed everything here, who would give him the reward?

Now that things have come to this, I have no choice but to kill this beast myself.

It just so happens that we need to chop off its bear paws, but the players are useless, so we have to do it ourselves.

The players are even more anxious.

They just agreed to use their charms on us, we can't just give up like this!

When they saw Ryan preparing to make his move, they were so relieved that tears almost welled up in their eyes. He truly lived up to his reputation as Lord Ryan.

Ryan paused for a moment, then lowered his body and gripped his sword. Even he had to use his full strength to deal with the Twilight Bear King of the Third Ring; one wrong move and he would be finished.

One mistake and you're dead.

In the long, long silence of the standoff, the cold wind howled past, dusk gradually fell, and the sky was burned blood red by the twilight.

At this deathly still juncture, Twilight Bear suddenly froze.

It straightened up, its pupils trembled, and it shifted its gaze from in front of Ryan, as if it had sensed something, and looked in a certain direction.

In the next instant, it opened its blood-red maw and frantically bit at its own body. Its sharp claws tore through its abdomen, and its bloody intestines spilled out. It chewed on its own internal organs with madness.

After eating its own internal organs, it began to gnaw on its limbs.

Next is the skeleton.

It was chewed into small pieces and then swallowed.

The situation took many twists and turns, and Ryan never expected that the Twilight Bear would devour itself.

"A big shot from Graydead City has arrived."

Seeing that they were saved, the Ash Death cultists beside them showed expressions of great disappointment.

"The Holy Son of the Night, the Holy Son of Peace..."

"And Her Majesty the Honorary Saintess."

May the departed be freed from worldly troubles, and the living be filled with hope; may death accompany you.

But they dared not be presumptuous, and bowed their heads, respectfully performing a Tantric ritual.

At the same time, he whispered a warning to Ryan:

"Quickly lower your head!"

The ranks within the system are worlds apart. Ryan is in the outsourcing realm, they are in the career establishment realm, while the Honorary Saintess is in the legitimate administrative establishment realm.

Ryan did not bow his head. He wanted to see who this honorary saint was, what kind of person she was, that she dared to steal his alternate account!

They even dared to steal his jungle monsters!

Please take one day off.

Hello everyone, I am Jinshu Yudian, the brother of Metal Raindrops. Who sends a letter from the clouds? When the wild geese return, the moon is full over the west tower. I am going to send a letter to my brother, so I am taking a day off.

Thank you, meow!

Chapter 149 Even you have betrayed us?

"Don't eat it all!"

As Ryan watched the bear king stuff its two big arms into its mouth, he grew anxious.

He quickly stepped forward, and with a swift motion, sliced ​​off the bear king's paw.

Bear paws are a staple in traditional Chinese medicine, considered a highly nourishing food.

After the bear paw landed on the ground, the bear king tried to snatch it back to eat, a truly bizarre scene.

It had been gnawed to death, and should have died long ago, but its big mouth was still frantically eating.

It won't stop until it has eaten its entire body.

Ryan protected the bear's paws, breathed heavily several times, and forced the bear king back.

According to the rules, whatever falls on the ground is mine!

You're not allowed to take it from me!