While Dream Inc.'s announcement caused an uproar, as the company's developer and operator of the game, they do have the right to do so.

No matter how many people on the outside world express their dissatisfaction with not seeing the final, they can't change the established result.

Two and a half days passed in a hurry, and it seemed like it was just a blink of an eye...... The day of the finals is coming.

November 18, evening, 11:40 p.m.

As midnight approached, the number of online players at Thriller Park broke records, reaching its highest level since the game's launch.

Basically, everyone who has created a game account in Thriller Park has been in the game pod early tonight and has set the time to log in to the sleep mode. There are even a lot of people who work night shifts who take time off to log in to the game tonight because the final of S2 is a game that has not been replayed......

…………

At the same time, the headquarters of Dream Company, the chairman's office.

Three men in black suits are standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, each holding a goblet, leisurely looking at the night view of S City at their feet.

In their hands were glasses containing a red, fishy, sweet, and somewhat viscous liquid.

Whatever that is...... Certainly not red wine.

"Hey, hey, hey...... It's about to begin......" Woody read with a lewd laugh.

Vincent, who was standing to his left, answered indifferently: "The bureau of the 'council' is ...... It's not very precise, but it's unscrupulous......"

"Teacher." Sid on the other side continued Vincent's words, "What do I think...... It's because they can't do a trick, so they can only make this kind of big move......"

"Huh...... Don't put it so bluntly. Vincent smiled.

"Hey, hey......" Woody said in a malicious tone, "Maybe the Scorched Earth Council isn't very clever in some ways, but their authority and position are still reliable. ”

Vincent shrugged and glanced at Woody, "The premise of reliability is that you have the absolute right to speak in terms of 'power'." ”

"Hey...... Speaking of strength...... "At this point, Woody seemed to remember something, "'Dom' that guy...... You were resurrected in the 'Main Universe' not long ago, right? ”

"Oh...... The 'living God'. Sid continued. I've been to observe it, and frankly...... Now it's pitifully weak. He shook his head, "Compared to when he appeared in our universe more than half a century ago, Doma is today...... The strength has degraded by at least half. Even in the 'Main Universe', a plane overflowing with energy, he could not recover to his peak strength. ”

"Hmph...... Predictable. Vincent smiled, "Doma's primordial spirit was so badly damaged by the Primordial Water Divine Sword that it was on the verge of disappearing, and it was not easy for it to leave a wisp of divine consciousness to escape into other planes...... Over the years, it has neither had the support of the 'True God Rubik's Cube', nor has it gained any 'power of faith'. And it was also sealed in the 'low magic' zone of the Bunny Star...... If he can really return to his original strength, it will not be normal. ”

"Hey, hey......" Woody laughed again, "But, in terms of the combat power of the various forces in 'Ragnarok' this time, if Doma participates in it, he will definitely become a competent-stirring stick......"

Just as he could finish speaking, another person appeared in the office.

Vincent, Woody, and Sid also turned their heads at this moment. looked at the figure.

"Why is it that every time I teleport near you, as long as you are talking, the first words that come into my ears are some kind of vulgar language?" Simon looked at his three old friends and greeted them with a complaint.

"Hey, hey, hey......" Woody didn't answer the question. Since it wasn't a big deal, he smiled and said, "Referee, you should be busy tonight." How do you have time to come to our side? ”

"I'm here to inform you of something." Simon replied.

"Oh?" Vincent was keen, and immediately answered. "Could it be...... What's the bad idea of the council again? ”

"I'm not commenting, but it's good news for you." Simon continued, "The council has stated that tonight, 'punters' will have access to the main universe to watch the game. He paused for half a second, then changed his words, "But...... There must be no interference. ”

"Huh?" Sid was stunned, "Mr. Simon, such an important matter...... Is it only now known? ”

"Just give notice shortly before the game, lest some guys ......," Simon said, glancing coldly at Vincent and Woody, "...... Make some bad calculations ahead of time. ”

"Cut ......"

"Hey......

The two turned their faces away, revealing three disdainful and seven distracted reactions.

"I know, no matter what...... When you hear what I just said, you're already calculating. Simon said, "So I'll be reminded again......," his haughty expression turned solemn, "and considering the referee's workload tonight will be a lot, the council has sent me some helpers." ”

"Some?" Vincent's first instinct was to test the numbers.

"Helper?" Woody wanted to ask what the other party was about.

"They are all Titans, and I can't disclose the number of people." Simon naturally understood what they meant, and he replied calmly, "At this moment, they are just like me...... The message is being conveyed to the various punters. ”

"Is there a group of Titans dispatched...... Vincent said thoughtfully, "...... It's interesting. ”

"Hey, hey, hey...... So......" Woody sneered, "no one can mess around......"

"Just for the two of you with this attitude of pretending to be garlic, I will also take care of you personally and specially in a while." Simon answered.

"Ahhh~ You don't have to be so tense." Sid looked at the three seniors and spread his hands and said, "It's just a matter of 'one minute'." ”

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November 19th, zero o'clock, game world.

The four teams that successfully reached the finals: [Hell Front], [Scrapwood Alliance], [Order], and [Warring States], all of them are all ready to go.

Due to the restrictions of Dream Company, during the Peak S2 finals, except for the match mode, all other script modes of the server will be closed, so ...... At this time, except for the twenty members of those four teams. There is no one to rank the book.

Other words...... All the rest of the players are now gathered in the landing space, conference room, or mall, waiting to watch the live broadcast.

The moment the clock struck midnight, the players of the four teams turned into white light at the same time and entered the final queue.

I don't know if it's due to the fact that only this set of queues is loading on the whole server.,The speed of loading this time is extremely fast.,It's almost just an instant.,All the loading instructions have been brushed out.。

Then...... The opening CG of the script appeared in front of the contestants' eyes and on the various live screens in the game space.

【Lingyun Haze Nine Kui Lin】

【Blood Rain Xiaoxiao Demon First Comes】

【Timing Causal Shares】

[Who will judge the good and evil in the world]

In the pitch-black picture, the first thing that sounded was the four sentences of the final poem.

Some players with good memories still remember. In the final of the pinnacle competition S1, these four sentences were also used as the opening.

But next......

【Abyssal Spirit Change】

At this point in the narration, the picture suddenly appears.

The black and white camera constantly switches, frozen on the corpses.

It wasn't an ordinary corpse, it was the corpse of the Necromantic Nine Kui......

Most of the nine NPCs who appeared in S1 are now dead or injured, and a few are missing.

And next to the corpses, a figure stood......

At first glance. It seemed to be a human female. She was slender in a white dress, with waist-length hair falling behind her. But if you look closely...... One anomaly can be found in her, and that is...... The nose and sides of the cheeks have no flesh, as if the middle part of the face had been cut off. The bones of the nose and face are exposed.

【Fighting Demons and Breaking Demons】

A few seconds later, the narrator reads a second sentence.

This time, a scorched earth appears in the picture; Under the dark sky, there is a river of sulfur dune blood. It's a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones.

And in that hellish landscape, a demon shadow entangled in black gas...... Walking towards the camera.

[The Four Realms are shattered]

The third line of the poem follows, and the picture switches again.

This. The camera freezes on a ruined courtroom.

The courtroom was empty, and it looked as if it had just experienced an earthquake of magnitude 7 or higher...... The ground was littered with rubble and rubble.

On the wall on one side of the courtroom, there is also a very eye-catching, huge clock...... At this moment, the clock face was shattered; Hour and minute hands...... They all stayed in the direction of 12 o'clock.

【The gods fall to see the dusk】

A moment later, the last line of the final poem came.

Immediately afterward, the picture turned to darkness again......

"What's going on?"

"Hey...... And then what? ”

"Where's the game screen?"

People thought that when the CG was played at this point, they could start watching the game.

But...... After a full minute, whether it is the big screen in the mall, the touch screen in the landing space, or the screen in the conference room...... The screen is still black, and the voice of the game commentator has not sounded for a long time.

Zi - Zi Zi -

A minute later, accompanied by a burst of noise that seemed to be radio interference, the live broadcast screen ...... A face appeared.

"Hello, human." The owner of the face, who looked to be in his forties, was a Caucasian, male, with neat sideburns and white cheeks, and wore a high top hat and bow tie...... LINK, is a derivative. ”

Link politely finished introducing himself, and then continued to use this gentle tone, saying a very terrible line: "Maybe you will think that my next request is a bit abrupt, but I still have to say ......" He paused for half a second, and then continued, "Please...... Die here. ”

The voice fell, and the change was abrupt.

Before players could figure out what this was all about, the dome of the game exchange (i.e., the mall space) was ...... There was a rift.

This is not an isolated phenomenon in "one" mirror space, but in all phases and all regions at the same time.

Spectators gathered in front of the big screens in each mall space to watch the game...... The mutation was discovered at the first time.

Originally...... They were already very surprised not to see the live footage of the game, but what is happening at this moment...... It is completely beyond their comprehension and imagination......

"How is that possible?"

"I'm not mistaken...... The game space actually collapsed? ”

"Hey! What is that? ”

"Yes...... Something came down from the crack! ”

Some players with good eyesight have seen it...... Above the torn dome, in the jagged cracks of data, there was a dense crowd of strange figures...... It's pouring out......

It was a group of tall anthropomorphic creatures with a purple-black leather shell and a head that appeared to be alien...... Curved in shape with a long neck; They have a sturdy torso, narrow forearms, and curved hind legs that resemble animal feet, and ...... They also have a pair of large, thin, cicada-like wings on their backs.

[Alert, the game space has been invaded by derived data.] 】

[The offline and disconnection protection mechanism cannot operate normally.] 】

[Emergency plan activated, the system limit for all players has been adjusted to 30%]

[Please stay away from threats under the protection of the Guardian Robot and take action with your own safety as the highest priority.] (To be continued......)