"Rabbit Cute Food" led the team to the suburbs, brandished a long knife, and slashed out the special effect of fire explosion, and one after another magic critical damage popped out, and the monster was quickly slashed off the horse by Lori.

"Wow!"

"Rabbit-sama is amazing!"

"It's a sword and a sword."

Each knife of "Rabbit Cute Food" will be converted into magic critical damage, and for monsters with low magic resistance, it is basically a knife for a child, and the monster farming is very fast.

Bunny Cute Food enjoys the adoration that everyone brings, and as her power becomes more and more fluid, she becomes obsessed with this powerful feeling.

It's just that the game doesn't always go as people want.

The commander of the Orange Star Fourth Army sent a private message to "Rabbit Cute Food": "Rabbit Cute Food, now players in the third main city need to be checked offline, and the way to play is temporarily closed, please return to the city to go offline, so as not to prevent your character from being attacked by wild monsters." ”

In this World game, if the character cannot be offline normally, the body of the character will remain in the game.

"I need a reason, Commander." "Rabbit Cute Food" frowned.

"The reason is that the order from above is so, I am only the executor, not the person who wrote the question, if you want to ask, go and ask the old men of the General Research Institute." The commander commanded mercilessly.

"Rabbit Cute Food" fell silent, she had a hunch that if she heard the other party go back to the city offline, there would be no chance to play next time.

In other words, this is the last time to use the power given by Mr. Ke.

But Bunny Cute Food doesn't like that, she likes freedom and doesn't like to be constrained.

"It's not free." "Rabbit cute food," he typed.

"Freedom is relative, as long as you are still an Orange Star citizen, you have to follow the laws and regulations, at present you are involved in the possibility of endangering national public safety, you must accept a certain degree of control, please understand." The commander said.

"It's not free." "Rabbit Cute Food" continued typing.

"Please understand what we're doing, or we'll be physically disconnected." The commander has already begun to make it clear if you no longer listen to the official arrangement.

"It's not free."

"Rabbit Cute Food" typed with red eyes, and his brain was full of images of sacrifices.

If you don't have the freedom, you can't preside over the sacrificial ceremony in the future.

In the next second, the system pops up a prompt that you have disconnected.

"Cute Bunny Eater" opened his eyes and saw the words "The game pod" showed that your game permission had been temporarily banned, and slapped the game pod with anger on his face.

Examples like this are happening all over the world.

The Orange Star senior management dared to ban that group of old players, mainly because of the influx of new players, which provided a lot of resources for upward promotion.

The number of players is large, the leveling is naturally faster, and the fewer people are believed to be made up soon at the speed of the players.

Millions of players work hard in the game "World", the black ghost secretly observes, chooses the right person, and the person with high spirituality is used as the seed of believers to develop offline.

Unbeknownst to the players, the NPCs in the main city have been tricked into becoming members of the Cthulhu Cultists by the Black Ghost, and all players have inadvertently embarked on the path of becoming Believers while doing quests.

However, the black ghosts did not dare to do it blatantly, and some of the ghosts had already detected the changes in the third main city.

The group of believers disappeared en masse, and the ghost secretly speculated that it was possible that the gods behind them had sensed something was wrong and summoned the adventurer away.

"However, they also sent a lot of newcomers." The black ghost lurks in the novice village, looking at the new faces that refresh from time to time, and is very happy.

Having a population means a grade point.

A good-looking grade point can buy you a longer time of staring torture, and the more you torture, the more cool it is, and the more powerful it will be.

The black ghosts like the feeling of being tortured very much, and the torture from Mr. Ke is not only the physical pressure, but also the mental torture is very comfortable, and he almost collapses all over.

One of the wonderful things about them is that they have a new harvest every time they live after the catastrophe.

"They believe in the local natives very much, and I think we can get some believers to continue to plan the task process for us and help us screen high-quality believer resources......" The black ghosts whispered, their inner thoughts expressed in their eyes and words.

Quest flow, this is a new vocabulary that Black Ghosts learn when dealing with adventurers, and although they don't quite understand why adventurers are obsessed with quest flow, as long as they do their homework in this direction, the number of believers increases at an almost visible rate.

"The task process is the core of their culture, and it is a cultural element that belongs to them." A ghost boss commented that it is the most corrupt of the black ghosts, and at the same time the most powerful.

Ghosts are proud of who has been watched by Mr. Ke for the longest time, and the longer they have been watched, the more powerful they tend to be.

The newcomers are unaware and stupidly do tasks based on the tasks posted by the NPCs.

But they didn't know that the routes involved in the mission process had been carefully arranged by the black ghosts, and that every corner and every hidden point would have some hidden hints placed on it.

Through the suggestion of giving a hint to the mind step by step, the players unknowingly plant a seed of a believer named Cthulhu, and over time they will grow into a towering tree and become a staunch believer in Cthulhuism.

The operation of the black ghost is also the suggestion of some think-tank players, and without the advice of those think-tanks, they would not have been able to do so painstaking and laborious operation on small details.

In normal times, just tie people to the car and tie them to a hidden place for bewitchment.

However, that method is too crude, and the probability of being detected is extremely high.

……

The game "World", within a level 30 realm.

A group of players gathered together and evenly distributed the space-time stone powder on the ground, smearing it into a magic circle with a clear point.

The magic circle points to Cthulhu, and in the center is a man-made basin of water containing crystal clear water.

The players lit candles, sprinkled spices, donned black robes, and paced along the magic circle, muttering mysterious and indistinct whispers in their mouths.

As the murmur progressed, a strange wind gradually surged into the forest.

The sky was dark, and a mysterious power swept through the mountains and forests, so that everyone who participated in the sacrifice received a prompt from the system: "You are affected by an unknown existence!" ”

The believers watched the system appear and became more enthusiastic in their chanting.

After a while, the system now has another line of status: "Fear! ”

On the other side, Laleye in the deep sea.

Kemon closed his scarlet eyes, asking questions inwardly, answering the call from afar.

"Who is it...... Calling me? ”