System prompt: [Host, you took the opportunity to carry out (the resurrection ceremony of the sea) and stole 10% of Jun Muqi's spiritual power. The host's maximum mental power is now increased by 5 points! Now the host's mental power is 94/104, and the natural mental power recovery rate is 0.99 points per 5 seconds. 】

And that's not the point.

[Host, you absorb Jun Muqi's 5 points of discipline, and your current discipline points are 105/1000. 】

Wang Hao gasped, feeling that he was really alive.

Demon King Battle Armor, it sounds like a blast!

But the Demon King's things, how can they be played without side effects?

[Silent Abyss Battle Armor Effect (Fallen Heart): Wearing the armor will reduce the host's moral level (discipline) by 5 points per hour at this stage. Once the moral standard falls below a certain level, the host's worldview will naturally degenerate, such as thinking that killing people and setting fire are reasonable. This perception is synchronized with the physical body in reality. 】

It can be said that from the moment you put on the [Silent Abyss], your character will become a demon step by step.

I didn't expect the sand sculpture player to die once, and he could actually pick up the festival.

What an unexpected surprise!

A hypothesis, if you attack the player......

Not good!

Grass! My mind is really getting more and more villainous.

Wang Hao didn't know if his desires would accelerate the degeneration of his soul, otherwise he really wanted to slaughter all these players ten or eight times.

However, players have their own propensity to die.

Even if Wang Hao doesn't do it, these guys will die in a fancy way.

Sure enough, the players are all leeks!

Wang Hao quickly restrained his delusions. Players are his long-term meal tickets. If he slaughters players at will, he doesn't have to play this 'game'.

Here, Wang Hao guided Jun Muqi's consciousness and injected it into the body of the intact crayfish.

Jun Muqi's eyes rolled, and he was decisive: "Thank you to the master for saving his life-[Jun Muqi] is loyal to the master of Moma!"

That's an investment.

Wang Hao was not annoyed.

Max Mental Power +1

My roommate is the Tulip God, and the bastard suddenly put a helmet on my head, and as soon as I came in, I saw that I was trampled to death. Jun Muqi bounced the whole shrimp, and as soon as he turned his head, he screamed: "Tulip, you bastard, I'm not done with you." This game is mine!"

A player next to him asked, "What's the effect?"

Jun Muqi shouted: "I'm grass, I've lost experience, I'm actually a level 1 minus 100 points of experience, and the lord's favorability is -50." Moreover, the system prompts that Lord Momoa is in a weakened state, resurrecting each player up to 3 times a day, and there is also a 30-minute [Weakened Status]. Oh my day, don't say it, I really feel a little empty, like I'm masturbating too much......"

"Poof!" the player next to him laughed.

Death is weak, this is all the bad stuff of online games in the past, and everyone is not surprised.

Wang Hao, who pretended to be the NPC boss, pretended not to hear the nagging of these guys, and said coldly: "Humble guy! If you refuse, I grant you eternal death!"

The words fell, and eating melons and shrimp made a commotion again.

"This boss is so distinctive! It's an evil faction, right?"

"Long live the Lich King!"

"Anyway, doesn't anyone think this game is smart? you can challenge the boss, and the boss will be angry. ”

"The AI in this game is awesome. ”

"VR always plays with lightsabers and chops blocks or something, I'm tired of it!"

All the hell it is.

Wang Hao knew that the player couldn't be idle, and if he ran around with this group of guys, the ghost knew what kind of trouble would happen.

He determined the direction of the water vapor in the desert and gave the first task to all the players, and he pointed from afar: "Go!"

Wang Hao locked on to the target, which was a small oasis two kilometers away. Even though the distance was quite far, he still relied on the sea tribe's instinctive sense of water vapor and successfully located it at once.

Normally, it would be a hell of a journey. The Sea Tribes are disgusted by this desert and deplete their bodies very quickly. He bet at least half of the Precursors would die halfway through it.

He didn't dare to let the 99 player uncles walk with him, just with those little short legs, this group of guys was about to riot after walking for five minutes.

With a sudden sigh in their hearts, the players only saw that the boss of the new allegiance had made a move.

"Bang!" the left hand, which was wearing a black metal finger cover, snapped his fingers sonorously.

Eating melons and shrimps, his black eyes widened: ", half of the people in the galaxy are dead!?"

"Wait, this is ......"

An extremely shocking scene happened.

The pitch blackness comparable to the night almost stained the entire sky with ink, and the black energy beam that roared down from mid-air fell directly on the sand.

There was no expected thunder from the sky that would blow everyone to pieces or something.

Instead, the black light went straight down, like a rushing waterfall launching a torrent surf, carrying Wang Hao and 99 shrimp soldiers away, rolling towards the distance!

Visually, it's a dark spread.

Perceptually, it's like a boat, and instead of being submerged in the black water, players are floating on it. If it weren't for the rapid retreat of the scenery around them, they wouldn't have realized that they were moving at high speed.

Sitting on the black wave, the players were dumbfounded, and many people's brains were completely blank.

It took a while to come back to my senses.

"Is this a boat ride?"

"Our boss is the Demon King, right?"

"Wow! Boss 6666!"

This is the skill [Abyss Link] that comes with the Demon King-level Warframe [Silent Abyss]. Wang Hao prefers to name this trick [Hundred Ghosts Night Walk].

It can move the master of the battle armor and up to 99 servants out in one go, as for how far it moves, it depends on how far Wang Hao's spiritual power can support.

Wang Hao spent half of his mental power, and finally arrived at the place

It's dark!

This is very unscientific!

Obviously, the sun was shining one moment ago, and Wang Hao and his shrimp soldiers could be sunburned in one go, and the next second it was dark.

It feels like going from one set to another.

Or maybe God suddenly turned off the lights.

"Is it worthy of the gap between time and space?" Wang Hao sighed to himself.

Wang Hao's attention was caught by a little firelight in the wilderness ahead, a campfire next to a small oasis.

If he was still in the real world, or if Wang Hao was still alone, and he didn't have the Demon King armor on his body, maybe Wang Hao would run over and shout for help or something.

When ordinary contestants come here, most of them are thirsty and half dead, and they have long been Shi Lezhi, so they don't care so much.

This is the bloodiest ring, and the painful lesson of 9,999 street fights in front of him still stimulates his soul.

Undecided?

Let the players go!

Players don't die anyway!

Wang Hao didn't say anything, Kukudi stretched out his right hand and pointed to the fire.

A pop-up pops up in front of the player's eyes, which displays the mission: [Your great lord Jason Momoa has issued you a group order - occupy this small oasis and destroy all enemies who resist!]