"Ding"

"The 108 sons of exotic fortune who are determined to subvert the Alec Empire, invade the Holy Continent, and encroach on the God-given plane have invaded."

"Open the [Plane Disease Invader] main line slash mission."

"The details of the mission are as follows: Loved by heaven and earth, Romney, the prince of the Alec Empire, was born with the natural talent of a godborn. But heaven and earth are not only loved, not only born, but also favored by heaven and earth, with the protagonist template and system possessed by the 108 exotic sons of luck, at the same time descended to this world. As the only one who is recognized as the son of the world, the future heir of the plane, and the core of the fortune of the original plane beloved by heaven and earth. The 109th Exotic Son of Luck, Romney, the protagonist of the main characters, needs to eliminate the other 108 harmful Sons of Luck who intend to overthrow the plane one by one. ”

"Quest Completion Condition: Kill all invading [Trait System Protagonist Template] Sons of Luck."

"Quest rewards: 1. Survive and inherit the Alec Empire, 2. Master the ultimate law of the plane and gain the dominance of the plane, 3. Open the passage to the next [Protagonist Lore] plane scene, and obtain the right to regenerate and travel to the supreme option."

"Mission Failed: Host Romney, killed by any of the 108-Sequence Exotic Sons of Fortune."

"Failed mission results: 1. Death of the host, 2. Destruction of the Alec Empire, 3. Change of ownership of the Holy Continent, 4. Transfer of God-given plane dominance."

"Ding"

"[Grudge System Protagonist Template Host] Kill Mission"

"Mission Details: Piken, the host of the vendetta system who has been humiliated since childhood, was activated at the age of fifteen by the effects of the unsealing of the magic tide. With the help of the system, Pican officially enters the ranks of the protagonists. At this time, Pyken was in high spirits and had the ambition to devour heaven and earth, and intended to subvert the entire Alec Empire and conquer the Sacred Continent. ”

"Quest Complete Condition: Kill the Vendetta System Host Pyken."

"Quest rewards: 1. Survive, 2. Obtain the ultimate approval of the Dharma God, 3. Obtain the exact location of 3 intruders, which lasts for half a year."

"Failed mission results: 1. Death of the host; 2. The first priority of the successor of the plane owned by the host changes hands;"

Romney had just agreed to the Dharma God's questioning, and before the words were over, a system prompt sounded in his head.

After this prompt, it dawned on Romney that the Piken would be a time-traveler who had been hung by luck.

There are 107 other time-travelers like Picken.

And the meaning of the existence of these 108 so-called "children of exotic luck" is to subvert the Alec Empire and conquer this plane.

He is also not a native of this world, but a son of the plane who was selected to inherit this plane, and is currently the 109th son of exotic luck, and is sitting on the throne of all people.

The challenge in front of him is the 108-bit intruder "Son of Exotic Luck" with the protagonist template. If they don't kill them all, they will come and kill themselves, and even subvert the Alec Empire.

If it was just a competition for his own skills, Romney asked himself if he would be able to defeat these pretenders after receiving the birth gift package.

But if the other party also gives in, he will get the corresponding reward, and even when he doesn't have any new rewards, he can get other rewards.

They don't have new tasks themselves, but they keep doing them.

Then you will face an extremely dangerous situation.

In this case, others are using plug-ins to have VIP income, and they need to play on their own, and they need to hunt down VIP players.

Not only do you have to play on your own, but you also have to rely on yourself to win each other.

In such a precipitous situation, even if you start VVIP, you will gradually lose your first-mover advantage over time as the days accumulate and the time is extended.

If they unite again and form a coalition of protagonists, they will take revenge on Romney's hatred for sitting in first place.

Then, if you are surrounded and intercepted, and you are surrounded by wolves, you are likely to be invincible with two fists and four hands.

If your first-mover advantage is not enough to crush the opponent, and the opposite side is chasing after you step by step, you may end up dying from the opponent.

Thinking of this, Romney's eyes suddenly changed, from the previous gentle and harmless, to decisive.

"You can't waste the luck of this life in vain."

"I can't live up to the kindness of my family in this life."

"We can't let these invaders who covet the Alec Empire, the Holy Continent, and the God-given Plane succeed."

"Since you want to aim at me and trample me under your feet, then I must defend myself too!"

"From now on, I, Romney, will be on a mission to hunt down you children of fortune in foreign lands, invaders of this plane!"

"One day you don't die, one day I won't give up!"

The heart is decided, and the people are powerful.

Under the watchful eyes of the Dharma God and the Magus of the Sanctuary, Romney appeared like a king.

Step by step, the inexplicable surrounding magic elements converged into a magic tide in an instant, surging through the sky.

Streams of abundant magical energy gushing out from the bottom of my heart instantly connected the heavens and the earth, causing the heavens and the earth to thunder, and the clouds, rain and lightning flashed instantly.

Dark clouds on a sunny day, thunderbolts and thunderbolts.

The originally lively crowd was shocked by this sudden change in weather, and the enthusiasm of the party disappeared in an instant.

Lowered by the crowd, Pican was wondering about the change in the weather, and watched a teenager walking in the air from a distance.

The boy is handsome and personable.

The noble clothes are shining with golden light, shining heaven and earth.

The pitch-black heaven and earth, with the golden youth, a picture scroll of the gods descending into the world, tearing the clouds and rain, suddenly descended.

"Wait for the noise, this prince is here to clean up."

"And they will be lined up on both sides, and when the test of this prince's talent is over, we will celebrate with you."

Romney hung in the air, his hands outstretched, and countless golden rays of brilliance erupted from this instant.

A wave of magical tides, moving at will, rushed into the chaotic crowd.

The tide was orderly, and in a matter of minutes, the thousands of candidates present who had passed the three preliminary examinations, but did not have a magic power level, swept to both sides.

Not only that, at this sweeping moment, these candidates were lined up at the same time, according to their height and fatness, men on the left and women on the right, from high to low, divided into hundreds of columns, with ten people in each column.

When everything was in order, Romney collected his magic and the tide slowly fell in front of the undivided Piken.

"You're good, very talented."

"However, your talent is no match for mine."

"If you're not convinced, you can bet with me again."

"I am the prince of the Alec Empire, the future king of the Alec Empire appointed by the Emperor Dorogo."

"We also bet on slave contracts."

"The winner is the master, and the loser is the slave."

"How?"

Romney is full of momentum, noble demeanor, and extremely elegant in speech.

This sense of high dignity, this innate respect, this kind of undesecrated reverence by living beings, at this moment, makes everyone who is watching fall into their hearts.

But such a scene really pierced Picken's heart deeply.

What he hates most is this kind of being on top!

When he was a child, he was oppressed by such a dignity above his head, he did not submit, he hated, he resented!

Why, why are some people born noble, but I have to be humiliated for more than ten years.

I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced, I'm not convinced!

"Ding, Ding, Ding"

"Start Kill Mission"

"The Showdown of Fatalistic Rivals"

"Mission: Kill Romney on the spot"

"Reward: 15,000 gold, a random high-level magic item"

Before the resentment and disbelief in Pyken's heart could erupt, the vendetta system suddenly sounded a violent clanging warning.

That kind of rapid, crazy, non-stop tinkling sound made Piken understand in a moment how much the prince of the Alec Empire in front of him cared about his system.

I care that if you need to release a direct kill mission, you will be rewarded with 15,000 gold and high-level magic props.

This kind of care is really, too much in line with my Piken's heart.

I hate this nobleman the most!

I was born with a golden spoon in my mouth, I don't kill you, who will I kill?

"Gambling?"

"Hmph, gamble on your life!"

"You and I compete directly, isn't it better than gambling talent?!"

Pyken's excitement and desire to fight almost jumped out of his eyes, but he still couldn't help but use force directly.

Even if the system wants to kill this Romney, even if it hates this kind of superiority, the rules on the surface cannot be broken casually.

As long as you can kill him, how to kill the most advantageous, how to kill!

To gain fame and recognition, this is what you must plan while killing your enemies.

"Oh?"

"Since you have this proposal, I will not refuse."

"So, can you just fight here?"

Romney was thinking about how to find a way to eliminate Picken after he won.

But I don't want to, as if I have a soul in my heart, and someone will send wine and food when I am hungry.

Pyken's gamble on life and death is right in Romney's hands.

Although he had never had the opportunity to practice magic in fifteen years, after being lifted by the Dharma God Mentor, the magical energy that erupted from his body was so surging that he could change the heavens and the earth by relying on the energy alone, and the powerful strength of the void soared.

Even if you don't use magic, just fight for the strength of magic power, you can crush this self-righteous foreign intruder who dares to look at him with the eyes of the world.

"Of course, there is no need."

"So, now on?"

Pyken sneered, and he couldn't wait to rush forward and kill Romney.

"Yes."

Romney bowed his head, said only a yes, and then said no more.

The faint gaze, the unmoved state, and the appearance of turning from movement to stillness, made people look at it and feel that Romney is not like a mortal.

"Hmm!"

Pyken was even more annoyed when he saw Romney's suddenly unfathomable look, the gods descending from heaven waiting for the enemy to attack, and the grandmaster's majestic appearance.

After that, he didn't say much, and pulled out the two pieces of equipment he had just gotten from the storage space, ghost shoes and ghost robes.

After pulling out, there was no sign of Pecken's dress or movement, and in an instant, Piken disappeared in front of Romney.

The crowd around them who were quietly watching, and the Dharma God who was watching from afar, were all a little surprised by Piken's old spicy at this time.

This kind of practice of hiding before fighting, in heads-up and in the melee, is very practical.

The enemy is bright and we are dark, and it is the opportunity to observe more and look for more flaws.

Piper vanished.

It was sudden, but Romney wasn't surprised.

Because he was mentally prepared.

To be able to become a child of luck, whether it is an invader, a native breeder, or a foreign invader, there must be some strange places.

Otherwise, how can you be called a child of luck?

So when Piper disappeared, Romney didn't move, not even his expression.

For one, Romney needs to create a sense of majesty and power.

On the other hand, of course, Romney had already released the vajra fly he had made in the past to arm the surroundings.

The so-called Vajra Fly is a half-mechanical and half-magic prop made by mixing magic skills and industrial technology with the snake venom of the high-level demonic beast of the Dadir Giant Snake, the descendant of the fruit fly of the Desert Simi Sanctuary, and the body of the Gongdabu beetle.

This semi-machine, powered by a high-order magic crystal, uses biomimicry and mechanical engineering methods to build an internal framework.

At the same time, it uses the contract of magic and the idea of magic to lock in, and achieves the effect of controlling and manipulating the enemy.

This combination of magic and technology is the result of Romney's fifteen years of painstaking research.

Not to mention how shocking, but Romney is still confident in solving a Piqueen.

This kind of self-confidence is the confidence that springs up from the bottom of my heart.

Confidence means that even if the King Kong Fly fails, he can rely on his majestic magic power to crush Paken into slag.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Just as everyone was looking for Picken's figure and marveling at the bearing of the prince of the Alec Empire, a pitch-black lightning suddenly fell from the sky and slashed straight at Romney.

Lightning like a knife, like a dragon, fell from the place where the clouds had just gathered.

If you look closely, a pair of invisible black hands are holding a large knife that is shining brightly and sharp.

"Oooo

"Oooo

The big knife fell, and he was about to directly split Romney's body, but he didn't want to just slash at the third meter of Romney's body, and a sound of gold and iron sounded.

The voice came suddenly, but it really blocked Picken's amazing slash.

Just blocked the knife light, before everyone could react, a huge Vajra fly, composed of thousands of Vajra flies that were so small that they were invisible to the naked eye, suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"Huh"

The huge adamantium fly didn't wait for Pyken to make a second stab before it burst into a golden light, and with a thud it slammed into Pyken, who was half-hidden and half-visible, trying to hide his form again.

"Poof"

A soft pop sounded.

In an instant, the Vajra fly pierced through Picken, through the middle of his chest, and smashed a blood hole the size of a millstone.

"This, how is this possible?"

"I, I'm going to be the child of destiny!"

"How could it be that you could die like this?"

"I....I'm not reconciled to .........."

This lore made Picken's eyes widen and he fell to the ground.

As he lay dying, Pyken was still talking to himself in disbelief.

But no matter how much you don't believe it, the facts are already in front of you.

Pecken was defeated.

The defeat is clear and clear.

Still, he couldn't get Romney to move, just the Vajra fly that Romney had developed killed Piper.

Death is gone.

No matter how ambitious you are, you have ambitions.

At this point, it was all empty.

Poolen lay in blood, and the last thing he saw before he died was the shoes that Romney had approached him.

The shoes are golden, shiny and shiny.

It is like tanning it with glass in the sky and gold in the ground, dazzling.

When Pyken saw the shoes, he came to his senses.

There are some things, no matter how much you ask for them, you can't ask for them in this life.

Death is near.

Picken smiled one last time.

This smile is a sigh, an unwillingness, and a relief.