Wang Hao certainly understands the player's urine, and he himself is an avid player.

If you let this bunch of guys mess around, it's endless.

Wind!

Up!

The endless wind hung up the gravel and crackled against the still soft carapace of the crayfish people.

Wang Hao sits on a large rock in the wasteland, and at first the player does not notice him. As he slowly stood up, a surging and terrifying coercion swept away from him.

Like an ignorant tourist, he went to Jurassic Park and strayed into the cage of a Tyrannosaurus rex.

"Ahh

The coercion that stood at the top of the food chain firmly suppressed nearly a hundred crayfish people, making them unable to move.

"Is this the opening scene?" muttered one player.

The jet-black armor was majestic, the barbs on the shoulder armor were cold and cruel, the dark red on it, and the faint smell of blood rushed in front of them, which stimulated the nerves of every player, because of the relationship between height and standing position, they had to look up at this 'giant'.

The thunderous male voice said, "You have answered my call, followed the creed of the sea, and gathered under me, Jason Momoa. Now it is time to swear your allegiance to your masters, and only then will you receive my mercy and abundant reward!"

At this moment, Wang Hao is not fighting alone!

He felt his face bathed in golden light, and countless Oscar statuettes surrounded him.

His armor, which exudes a terrifying aura, is unbelievable to the players.

His cracked lips were hidden under the full-hood helmet, and his gaze, which had already become a little dull, had turned into a 'gaze like electricity' under the cover of the evil aura of the Demon King's helmet.

What's more, in order to hide the weakness in his armor, he stuffed the head of a moray eel full of fangs into the hole in his left chest, which looked extremely hideous.

With the BGM dedicated to the appearance of the Great Demon King, the players were calmed as soon as they appeared.

At this point, Sniper 11 changed to a deep male voice and began to read someone's script, introducing the 'plot'. The sound rumbles through the wind and tugs at every player's heartstrings.

"Jason Momoa, the descendant of the great Aquaman, was conspired against by his enemies and exiled to this cruel and desolate Godforsaken Land. No one knows what difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, but you only know that you and the Great Master have long been breathing and sharing the same fate! Only by uniting, even by any means, can we survive in this land of killing and death—"

With the yellow sand in the sky and the desolate desert scenery, the last note of this very epic narration falls. Wang Hao straightened his waist and tried his best to hide the fluctuations in his heart.

Whether it can pit the player, in this move.

If these players don't swear allegiance, he will lose face and lose his fortune, and the leek harvest plan will have to be counted separately. So he coldly raised his arms in a V-shape, like a magic stick, waiting for the first player to take the oath.

This is a trap, and only by swearing to him can he just eat (make a magic contract), ahhh

Of course, he believed in his own little tricks more - the name on his head at the moment was orange.

In the player's habits, the gray NPC is the scum, the green name is the tool man, the blue name can give it a try, and the purple name boss must lick it.

As soon as it came up, it was the legendary orange name, even if Wang Hao deliberately added the state of (seriously injured and weak) to his name, it was enough to make all the players present turn into licking dogs.

However, there is no shortage of good spirits in this world.

A crayfish jumped out, and he raised his little short hand: "I, I, I, I, I'm going to challenge you—"

Wang Hao saw that crayfish man with a strange name on his head [God of Tulips]!

He was silent.

Obviously, he was just silent, but the aura that spread from his body made the players instinctively panic.

"It's a great game. ”

"I'm really scared!"

The player muttered quietly.

Here, the tulip god was suddenly a little scared. Of course, he knew that according to the routine of the Western Fantasy Game, he should bow down. But the Celestial Empire players are afraid of the heavens and the earth, how can they just obey an NPC, even if he is an orange name.

Try ...... I don't think it's illegal!

He clenched his small fist and waved it arrogantly, and then, seeing a black combat boot, the speed magnified in his vision.

"Wait!"

Not too many people noticed that when Jason Momoa stepped on it like lightning, the name changed to [Tulip God (Jun Muqi)] at the last moment.

Eating melons and shrimps, I only saw a large pile of red mosaics flying out.

Looking at the splashing lobster meat, a player named [Yunwei] had an idea and broadcast a strange BGM: "Oh ↗ Oooo ↗ Oo ↗ ↑ Oo↑ ......"

This is the dubbing of barbecue in the game "Monster Abuse", listening to the music, everyone seems to smell the fragrance of crayfish, and they are stunned to find that they are actually ...... Gluttonous!

What the hell, what a game.

It's so realistic!

Wang Hao's fierce gaze swept across the audience: "Who else?"

There are bar spirits in the world, and there are drama spirits.

Seeing this scene, the player [Black Night の黑] was so excited that he was even a little at a loss, he raised his small short hand and shouted at the top of his voice: "[Black Night の Black] swears allegiance to the great Lord of the Sea, Lord Moma!"

With the 1st, there is the 2nd, the 98th.

A group of players thought it was a cutscene, and immediately shouted something similar in a mess.

Wang Hao was very satisfied, and the first leek field was successfully harvested.

System Prompt: [Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the allegiance of 98 low-level sailors - Crayfish Man, and your mental power limit has been increased, and your current status is 98/98.] 】

Well, not bad, not bad!

Wang Hao's heart was overjoyed.

As for the aftermath work, it is definitely wanted.

Around a certain gentleman who was trampled into a mosaic, players have begun to complain.

"Next up is the running corpse, right?"

"Brother Xinchun was resurrected on the spot?"

"Hey, is the little brother still alive?"

"Isn't it being eaten by your own boss along the network cable?"

I have to say that the player's brain hole is big.

If it weren't for maintaining the image of his boss, Wang Hao would laugh first when he said anything.

System prompt: [May I ask if the host is willing to resurrect your alternate minion - level 1 crayfish man (Jun Muqi).] Yes, resurrection costs 5 Mental Power. 】

Wang Hao chooses 'yes'!

Others only saw Jason's powerful arm wave, and a column of azure water appeared out of thin air, pouring on Jun Muqi's dead (pseudo) lobster corpse.

A miracle happened!

Turning into a mosaic shrimp, a burst of blue streamer flashed, and it quickly returned to its original appearance in a few clicks.

It's just physical restoration.

Wang Hao clearly saw that when his spiritual power was transformed into magic power and the resurrection ritual was carried out, a white light cluster representing Jun Muqi's consciousness was divided into a part and sucked it up for Wang Hao.

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