In this world, there are people who are willing to give their lives for people they don't know, and there are people who can abandon their comrades-in-arms for themselves, and in the world of Ntagre, the high cost of death further polarizes this situation.

Malik pushed Avelina away, allowing the dark elf to be overtaken by the yellow sand servant behind her, and she fell to the ground.

"Help me! Save me! Malik! Save me!!! Avelina struggled to escape the monsters' attacks as she reached out and grabbed Malik, but she didn't catch anything, only the cold back of the man she loved the most.

Surrounded by the siege of Avelina is desperate, her eyes have completely lost color, because she has died many times before, the equipment on Avelina has long been left out, not to mention the counterattack, now Avelina does not even have the ability to escape.

The female dark elf was finally overwhelmed by the yellow sand servants, leaving only the outstretched arm as if it were a silent accusation, quietly exposed, and not long after, as the commotion gradually subsided, the desperate female player died again.

After the resurrection, Averina lay on the ground, unconcerned about the filthy surroundings, and there was only deep despair in her dereluctant eyes.

She didn't want to resist anymore, and Malik's abandonment was the root cause of her complete despair compared to being killed by those Yellow Sand Servants.

As an extremely rare husband and wife combination in the game, Malik and Avelina are also a couple in reality, relying on the ring obtained by chance, the couple duo who have been married for three years soon emerged in the dungeon, Malik relied on the support of a certain consortium to pull up a team, and his wife Avelina played the role of the housekeeper very well.

Although Avelina did not agree to participate in the Snake Tea Party this time, when Malik made the decision, Avelina still supported her husband without hesitation, and the two of them set foot in the Jeremanca Desert with a group of players recruited from the dungeon, and finally successfully reached the ruins of Shasar.

However, what awaits them is not an elegant party, nor a warm exchange, but a cold-blooded and cruel survival and elimination.

Three hours, in normal times, this little time is not even enough for them to move up to the next level, but here, in this cruel desert ruins, in this life-or-death competition of the jungle, three hours seems so long.

In order to protect her lover, Avelina has forgotten how many times she has stood up to buy time for her husband to escape, the companions around them have disappeared one by one, separated one by one, and Avelina has also died again and again, but despite this, this woman still has no hesitation to cross the layers of obstacles, find Malik, and block the deadly attacks for him again and again.

At first, Malik could still rush forward desperately and fight side by side with his wife, but when they died again and again, the soul energy was consumed little by little, Malik became hesitant, and gave up the decision to stick to the spot, and instead fled aimlessly with the team, when attacked by monsters, Malik no longer rushed up to fight side by side with his companions at the first time, but hid behind, and even let others block the knife for him, completely forgetting that he was a soldier who served as a front-row duty.

Eventually, their companions were scattered, and Malik had no courage to find them, so Avelina had to follow Malik and follow him like a headless fly through the ruins.

But she never imagined that this man, who usually loves her and has been saying how much he loves her for three years, would push her into the abyss with his own hands for his own safety when he faced the death that would deduct the upper limit of soul energy. You must know that she has been protecting Malik, and the upper limit of her soul energy has already been lost by nearly twenty percent.

Averina just lay on the ground, looking at the gray-black sky.

If Malik could have stopped without hesitation just now, blocked the yellow sand slaves behind her, and let her escape alive, then she would definitely have stayed without hesitation and lived and died with the man she loved so much, even if it might make her become a vegetative person due to damage to her soul energy.

But she couldn't accept that the man she loved so much pushed herself to those monsters with her own hands in order not to lose the upper limit of her soul energy.

When she stretched out her hand to Malik, only to see the man's heartless back, Avelina felt that her three-year marriage had quietly burst like a soap bubble under the scorching sun.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter what, just die!" Out of the corner of her eye, she could see that the nearby Yellow Sand Slave was slowly walking towards her, but Avelina lay motionless on the ground, slowly closing her eyes, for a person whose heart is dead, physical death is not a relief.

"Gave up? What a pity! A voice appeared beside Avelina.

Avelina opened her eyes suddenly, thinking that the voice was her husband, but she was greeted by a face covered with blond hair.

"Gave up? Woman! Jean crouched down, not paying any attention to the yellow sand servants around him.

"What if you don't give up? In this hell, survival is more painful than death! "Avelina didn't know the guy in front of her, and for her, Malik was her whole world.

Jean reached out and touched Avelina's face, and the unique magic pattern on the dark elf's face intrigued him, "Really?" I just think it's a shame! Obviously there is such a beautiful magic pattern! ”

"You?" Avelina wanted to ask the man's name, but before she could ask, Jean had already stood up, and Avelina realized that the man in front of her not only had a face of golden hair, but also fluffy blonde hair on his head, and a golden tail on his back, which looked like a male lion full of strength.

The man's somewhat torn armor did not affect his appearance in the slightest, but rather, this damage further set off the man's fierceness.

Under Avelina's incredulous gaze, Jean easily cleaned up the yellow sand slaves who had gathered around.

"You are?" Avelina asked, half-sitting up with her arms folded.

"Jean, the lion, is a warrior monk!" Jean knocked the last Yellow Sand Slave out with a palm, and then Shi Shiran turned around and said, "What, I don't want to give up now?" ”

"You have the strength to survive here, but I don't! Even if I don't give up, the end waiting for me is still death, since I can't escape, why resist? ”

"Profound philosophy, I won't say, I only know that as long as I live, I will never give up, and God will not save a person who gives up on himself!" Jean pulled something out of his bosom and tossed it to Avelina.

"Magic Gem!?" Avelina took it and took a look, and found that it was a magic gem the size of a pigeon's egg, and the magic could be seen slowly wriggling in the light blue magic gem.

"Keep struggling! Maybe God was just dozing off! With that, Jean waved at Avelina and turned to walk off into the distance.

Averina froze in place for a few moments before she came to her senses.

"Executor of the Snake of Devouring Bodies!" Avelina reacted suddenly! "Leon, warrior monk Jean, I seem to have heard it somewhere!"

Holding the magic gem tightly in her hand, Avelina's desperate heart ignited again, she quickly got up from the ground, patted the dust, looked around, and deftly climbed up to a dilapidated stone house.

Standing on the rooftop, Averina looked far into the distance, and the only remaining domed building in the center of the ruins, like a general, towered there, as if calling for her own soldiers.

Compared to Avelina, Malik was not so lucky.

The safety that he had bought for his wife's life was so short that it didn't even take him to turn the street corner that seemed to be within reach, and a few Yellow Sand slaves threw Malik, who was already unequipped, to the ground, and death naturally followed.

After several consecutive times, Malik's luck was very bad, and after resurrection, he was immediately killed again by the surrounding yellow sand slaves, which caused Malik's soul energy to lose a lot.

After finally being resurrected, he finally got a safer environment, and Malik ran without hesitation, carefully clinging to the root of the wall, like a thief, hiding under the wings of the night and groping his way forward.

It's useless to hide in the room, those Yellow Sand Servants can easily detect the breath of any outsider, and for Malik, who has lost all his equipment, hiding is looking for death, and moving around may be able to live longer.

Turning a street corner again, cowering behind a pillar, Malik waited with bated breath for the few Yellow Sand Servants in the distance to leave, although these monsters can detect outsiders, but if they are far away, even if they do, there is a high probability that they will not attack, which also brings some help for players to avoid these Yellow Sand Slaves, although they will eventually be surrounded by these guys who seem to never be able to kill.

However, just as Malik was about to move on, an arrow came silently from behind him, piercing his shoulder and nailing to the pillar.

"Huh? I thought it was an executor, but I didn't expect it to be just a desperate ant! Malik heard someone behind him.

"That's right, take him with you, and you can also use it as bait!" Another deep voice said.

Malik, who had been pinned to the pillar, felt a palm on his shoulder, and then pulled him over mercilessly, not caring about the arrow that pierced Malik's shoulder.

The pain almost caused Malik to scream, but he endured it.

"Oh yes! Isn't this Malik, the leader of the Three-Headed Hellhound Guild? How did you get this way? Could it be that the adult will be a performance artist? A demon player riding on a lava hound saw Malik's face and immediately recognized it, "I don't have any equipment on my body, and I look like I've suffered a lot!" ”

At this time, Malik saw clearly the few guys in front of him who had attacked him, including the sneering demon player just now, a total of five people, three demons, and two werewolves, all riding lava hounds.

The one who attacked Malik just now was a werewolf, and the bow and arrow on his back indicated his profession: "I thought I could catch an executor, but I didn't expect that until now, all I encountered were such lost dogs." ”

"Don't, don't kill me!" Malik knew that these players in front of him were definitely masters, because these people could still keep their whole body equipped without lacking, and after more than two hours of fighting in this hell, they could still maintain their strength so intact, they were definitely players who were much stronger than him. "As long as you can protect me, I can give you money, a lot of money!"

"Hahaha, that's the funniest joke I've ever heard!" A werewolf grinned, "When did the famous leader of the Three-Headed Helldog Guild even use money to buy his life?" You rushed into here in a rage, you didn't expect this to happen, did you? ”

"Say more to this waste, a waste of time! Hurry up and find the executors of the Devouring Serpent, I can't wait to tear them apart with my claws. The demon player standing in the center looked at Malik as if he was looking at a maggot, and said coldly.

"Take him with you, and when you meet those yellow sand slaves on the way, throw him out as bait, and use it as waste!" After the werewolf finished speaking, he controlled the lava hound and walked forward.

The werewolf with the bow and arrow on his back let go of Malik, summoned his mount, and rode up: "Follow, waste, you can try to escape, and see if those Yellow Sand Servants kill you first, or if my arrow pierces your head first!" ”

Malik had no choice but to obediently follow these seemingly invincible fellows.

Soon, Malik saw that the strength of these players was indeed a real master, and along the way, these people were not only able to avoid the roads where a large number of yellow sand slaves were gathered, as if they had foresight, and encountered a small number of monsters, but also could easily destroy these monsters that were enough to kill Malik.

Malik made out the direction and realized that the target of these guys was the plaza in the middle of the ruins.

"Why go to the square, don't you know that it's full of such monsters now?" Malik flinched, if there was a glimmer of life in the ruins, then going to the square was definitely going to find the dead, there was almost no place to hide, and the unobstructed environment was enough for the Yellow Sand Servants to easily spot them outsiders.

"Shut up, idiot!" Without hesitation, the demon player, who seemed to be in the position of leader, turned around, drew a whip from his waist, and gave Malik a hard lash.

"No wonder you're so miserable! President Malik, do you have a cast in your head? The werewolf who took the lead said disdainfully, "The condition for clearing this game is to obtain magic gems, in this case, why bother looking everywhere, just wait outside the altar in the center of the ruins, those who find the badge will naturally send them one by one, and it is much easier to grab them from them than to look for them everywhere." ”

"What's more, you can still meet those so-called executors, hehe, you say these guys are so powerful, I don't believe it!"

"Ants think cockroaches are much more powerful than themselves!" Another demon player said something that caused the others to burst into laughter!

"So, what are you? Self-righteous toad? From the rooftop next to it, a voice came.

"Who! Which bastard would dare to make fun of your grandfather, get out of here and die! ”

"I've been here, but you don't have good eyes!"

Malik looked up and found that there was a minotaur sitting on the roof, which surprised Malik, the other party was close to this distance, but he didn't notice it at all, before this minotaur spoke, he didn't even feel the existence of the other party at all, which was incredible.

"I thought it was a wild seed from somewhere, it turned out to be a calf, don't you go to find a cow to drink milk, come here, are you here to recognize your father?" Obviously, the demon player who was hit by the confrontation was of poor quality, and he opened his mouth and scolded, "Boy, report your name!" Believe it or not, Lao Tzu made you into beef jerky! ”

The minotaur stood up and patted the ashes on his body: "You keep saying that you want to look for me, and now I stand up, but you still ask who I am, it's funny!" ”

"Who the is looking for you, you don't look at ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the leading werewolf stretched out his hand to stop the companion: "You are the executor?" ”

"No, you'll know when you're dead!" Banora Splithoof picked up the long-handled battle axe that was beside him and jumped down from the roof, "The magic gem is on me, there are enough for each of you, if you want, you can get it on your own!" ”

"Hmph, dare to underestimate me! Watch me slaughter you! The demon player who spoke wildly before pulled the reins in his hand and manipulated the lava hound under him to rush forward.