No one wants to die worthless because the difference in strength can't support the people behind them, death is not terrible, and the most terrible thing is to die without any effect.

The scene fell silent again, and only the sound of thunder explosions was endless.

In the face of the wordless silence, Hot Dog Maka's mind involuntarily drifted, thinking that if he encountered this situation in reality, maybe he could ask some professionals to come up with a relatively reliable solution through risk analysis and calculation.

Send a person of any class of strength to complete the task and minimize the possible losses.

However, after thinking about it, this is actually just a kind of psychological expectation and dependence, if there are really that kind of experts on the scene, there will be no results at all without knowing Mei Li's strength.

Secretly laughing at himself, looking at the clear ladder hot dog real fragrance, it seems to see Melly's indifferent and playful smile with such a dangerous situation.

Seeing this situation, the previous pioneers probably couldn't stand this abrasive atmosphere, or because the people who could run to be pioneers had a surging blood in their hearts, they took up their weapons and prepared to ask for help.

If you don't give it a try, you won't move forward.

And at this time, the voice of the sky came again.

"Oh yes, I've told you more or less some information before, and there are lies in it, but there are also a lot of truths."

"The guy who entered the strange space is a real existence of the main boss class above the 50th floor."

"You don't think you'll be able to come out alive after you go in, do you?"

The questions full of pleasure hit everyone's hearts like a hammer, and many people's faces instantly turned white.

For them, the death of tens of thousands of people at one time is something that is unimaginable in peacetime, not to mention that some of them talked and laughed with them not long ago.

What is not over is that when the players fail to digest this bombshell news, another voice distracts everyone's minds.

"And I, although I may not be able to defeat the other party, but I am not afraid of her existence at all, so if you want to climb this ladder, you can try."

In an instant, the pioneers who had wanted to rush forward with their blood and luck completely buried their heads lower than ostriches, and the interrupted words could no longer be spoken.

More than 50 floors? What kind of scene will it be in this world where individual strength can turn the river and the sea?

The players didn't dare to imagine it, so they had to compare it to the strongest and most shocking scene they had ever seen, and perhaps, even Kiriko's attack that could break through the sky was just a small meaning worth paying a little attention to in the eyes of those people.

"Soon you will be turned into fertilizer for this beautiful sea of flowers, cherish this time when you are still alive and do some things you want to do, don't let me pinch you to death one by one like a pinched worm, that will not only dirty my hands, but you will also lose a lot of time for pleasure."

It was as if it were a condescending tone of kindness to everyone, like a whispering demon guiding the darkness in everyone's heart.

Most of the people on the scene are dead houses who love to play games, what is their shadow?

Violence, beauty, jealousy, and then madness.

In the face of an enemy who is completely unmatchable at an unknown number of levels, despair leads to more darkness.

Rao is many players who can still keep calm keep speaking out to persuade them, and the scene still starts a slow riot.

"Don't blame me for being ruthless, blame the guy who designed this game."

By the way, the last sentence is similar to a sentence to exonerate yourself, and it is finally time for players to choose where to go.

Beat?

Or do you just steal a day's pleasure?

The growing cacophony of voices in the scene seemed to indicate the player's choice.

Hot dog Maka looked at the many chaotic reports that appeared in the chat bar for a while, in addition to letting everyone use force to stop the expansion of chaos, his expression also lost his previous chic calmness.

Spelled? It's better to live a little longer.

Do you want to survive? That's even more sorry for the vow in my heart to live and my dignity as a human being.

But what if you can't beat it? If you can't beat it, you can't beat it, even Kiriko doesn't know whether she is alive or dead, and the black shadow can't be summoned again in a short time, so what can you do to fight Melly?

If you want to open your mouth and scold Akihiko Kayaba, whether the SB is in the or someone has done something indescribably miserable, designing Nima's game is really like taking revenge on society.

But the hot dog Maka's inner desire to live had to stop him from doing so.

As the only leader who can still control everyone, if he is crazy himself, he will not be able to stop others from venting their grievances.

But the hot dog really smells good, and if you don't do anything or can't give any hope, sooner or later everyone will go completely crazy as time goes by.

What to do?

The only way to do this is to go up the ladder.

However, you can't go up, you can't win, you don't have a chance.

That would lead to chaos much earlier.

However, it is better to die on the way to charge like that than to turn into a demon of one's own people.

After sorting out his thoughts, Hot Dog Maxiang can only force himself to calm down first, and the next thing he needs to do is to prepare inspirational words to promote the good side of everyone's heart.

The power of words may make everyone's hearts feel better, at least not because of the entanglement and suffering.

It's a pity that I'm not an orator, so I don't know if I can achieve results.

While the hot dog is trying her best to maintain order while silently organizing the language and performance, a black figure silently shuttles through the crowd.

The players were arguing with each other and venting to each other, but when their eyes swept to the guy who was covered by a black assassin-like cloak, they couldn't help but purse their lips, and finally they all put down the words on their lips and slowly closed their eyes.

Hopefully, in the face of such a formidable enemy, is there really one?

The figure covered by the cloak, without any concealment at the waist, the holy sword that flashed with a gorgeous light showed the identity of the other party.

The unnamed female NPC that broke the seal and allowed players to enter the tower.

Is this time there to help us?

Is there really any hope?

Walking straight towards the center of the sea of flowers, walking through the crowd all the way, the players on both sides couldn't help but make way for it.

Faintly visible under the cloak was a little black hair.