Boom –

As the number of viewers continues to soar, the whole world is boiling.

Among them, there are also countless people in the Huaxia Theater who watched this strange battle directly in the different theater.

On one side is the Demon King who doesn't know how to cross over to the North American War Zone, and on the other side is a real player in the North American War Zone, the winner has naturally been decided, it's just a matter of time.

The only thing they wanted to know was how long the demons could last in North America.

An hour?

Ten hours?

Or a day, two days?

It can't be more than three days at most!

This is the common idea of all players not only in the Huaxia Theater, but also in the entire World Theater before this battle broke out, but some of them were sneering, some were full of expectations, and some were silently supported.

However, the outbreak of this battle completely shattered their conjecture.

Among them, a popular anchor named "Brother Chrysanthemum" in the Huaxia War Zone was broadcasting the battle of a certain king live, and after knowing the outbreak of this incident, he immediately switched the signal and grafted it to the video signal sent by the North American player.

This streamer is famous, not just because of his eye-catching hosting style.

is also because he used to be the most determined traitor during the disappearance of the demon, as a public figure, he openly ended up with rhythm, and countless demon fans left angrily, but more trolls seemed to have found a home, and since then they have gathered in his live broadcast room.

is also because of this, Brother Chrysanthemum has a large number of the most loyal troll fans, the live broadcast room is full of combat effectiveness, and the popularity has been maintained in the top three on the whole network.

At this time, Brother Chrysanthemum watched the barrage.

"The demon actually appeared directly in the field of vision of players in the North American theater of war, I thought he would develop in the jungle and complete the border challenge mission!" Someone was shocked.

"It's so stupid, he appeared so grandiosely, it was like sending his fat sheep to the players in the entire North American theater of war, and let others slaughter it!" There were also people who were full of ridicule.

"Well, I thought this waste would be able to hide in the North American theater for at least a day after it reappeared, but it turned out... Actually sent to the door! What a shame for our Huaxia Theater! ”

"Hehe, it's really embarrassing to waste an opportunity to cross the border for no reason to give a reward to those guys in North America, it's better to give this opportunity to a cane or someone else."

"You're right..."

“...”

Brother Chrysanthemum's smile became more and more vigorous, the fat on his face trembled slightly, and he looked at the soaring gift reward, and his heart blossomed.

Speaking of which, he had to thank the demons.

He used to be a demon fan, but many of the anchors on the whole network were demon fans, and he was inconspicuous at all. It wasn't until the demons disappeared that he slowly found his anchor style, specializing in spraying demons, but he was thriving all the way.

Until now, he has gained millions of loyal fans by spraying demons every day to attract fans, with a monthly income of more than 10 million!

"Okay, okay, everyone, stop arguing."

After scolding on the barrage for a while, he coughed lightly a few times and said with a smile: "The devil is a waste, sure enough, the mud can't support the wall, I don't know why I went to the North American theater of operations, it's so useless, we really didn't spray the wrong person!" ”

The barrage immediately echoed with a landslide and tsunami.

"Chrysanthemum, how long do you think the demon can last?"

A barrage of big tyrants came into his eyes.

"How long?"

Brother Chrysanthemum sneered, shook his head contemptuously, and said, "According to my reliable information, there are already many people in the top ten major cities in North America who have gone to Chris's main city, just to use this waste to establish power." ”

"He really thinks that the North American theater of operations is domestic?"

"He thought he was facing the Red Leaf Society and the Divine Heaven? That's the entire war zone, hundreds of millions of players! Besides, even if you let the Red Leaves Society and the Divine Heaven bow their heads at the beginning, it may not be boring! ”

Speaking of this, Brother Chrysanthemum paused for a moment, pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, shook his middle finger and said disdainfully:

"In my opinion, he can only last for five minutes at most, and after five minutes, when his skills are used up and the medicine is exhausted, he will die without waiting for the strong men of the sea god to come!"

"If I don't guess the chrysanthemum correctly, then I'll eat Xiang in public!"

The unequivocal sound brought a crazy live broadcast effect, and there was a burst of "666..." on the barrage.

After chatting for a while, Brother Chrysanthemum slowly took off the **-style game helmet and took stock of the gifts for a while.

"Boss Chrysanthemum, in case... What if the demon really survived? Next to him, the younger brother of the studio asked worriedly.

Who knows, Brother Chrysanthemum slapped it directly and sneered: "You think you're smarter than me?" ”

"Across from that waste is the entire North American theater of operations! And in my news, it is said that there are two major god-level players nearby who have arrived in the main city of Chris with the top ten demon hunting groups in North America! ”

"Am I going to be so stupid and do something I'm not sure of?"

After speaking, Brother Chrysanthemum snorted lightly and left leisurely.

Leaving the little brother in the studio, his face turned red, and he secretly laughed at himself.

...

The vast majority of people, including Brother Chrysanthemum, ignored how terrifying the demon's strength was in this light-hearted abuse.

Casually, more than 20,000 damage points.

This means that his base attack power has exceeded at least 20,000!

But again, it is impossible for those kings who stand at the pinnacle of players to ignore this.

On the Cangming Square, the end of the sky and the bright moon who were confronting the three thousand red leaves and the demon sky, their faces became extremely ugly.

"Hahaha, Tianya Mingyue, I said a long time ago, maybe your Yanhuang Hall is not afraid of that, but it is definitely not something that you can afford to provoke a mere deputy hall master! When that one returns from the North American theater, you'll be ready to wipe your neck! ”

Mo Tian sneered, and his eyes shone brightly.

The two deputy hall masters of the Yanhuang Palace, Cangtian Bird and Tianya Mingyue, had already met at this time, but they were surrounded by the people of the Red Leaf Society and the Divine Heaven, and the most important "Yanhuang Palace Military Division" and the Twelve Flower Gods were directly imprisoned in the headquarters by the Demon Heaven Sect.

And Lin Ru and the others were finally liberated, and they no longer needed to huddle in the safety zone, but stood on the side of the three thousand people of Red Leaves, facing each other-for-tat with the four demon hunting groups, without hiding their hatred.

Just when everyone was paying attention to the North American theater far across the ocean, the one who had returned, not many people noticed that the city of the underworld...

... The storm is back!!

Not many people would have thought that the Red Leaf Society and the Divine Heaven would openly tear their faces with the Yanhuang Palace for the sake of the Demon King alone!

"Damn, Demon Heavenly King, Red Leaf King, you have thought clearly, no matter how strong the demon is, he will definitely not be able to compete with my Yanhuang Palace, let alone get out of the North American war zone alive!"

The bright moon at the end of the world is as gloomy as water.

"It's a pity that you dare to secretly do something to the Demon King in front of our two major guilds... You want to threaten our two guilds? ”

"So you don't take our Divine Heaven into account?"

Mo Tian grinned and sneered, stepped forward, took a deep breath, and said in a loud voice:

"Then I'll show you, Divine Heaven, why it can become one of the top ten supreme guilds!"

"Today, you have the moon and the sky birds, as well as the four demon hunting groups... Before the Demon King returns, no one wants to get out of the Netherworld! ”

(End of chapter)