"Everyone, listen to me! The boss of the swordsman, Xiao Yan ......" Cold Storm suddenly noticed that he was speechless, and hurriedly stopped.

The swordsman Chunqiu and the fire god were invariably the same, and the pupils shrank fiercely, and a trace of horror rose in their hearts, and there was a vague sense of familiarity.

However, the two of them were isolated by the crowd, and they were far apart, and it was a little inconvenient to even glance at each other to confirm it. It can only be attributed to the over-intelligence of the NPC characters, who have already figured out their details clearly, and even the tone of their speech is similar to the player's friends greeting each other.

Although Cold Storm stopped, such a tall and long giant spoke, and the players quickly became conscious, stopped talking, and stared at each other to see how the NPC explained the next situation.

"Satan, I am a general of the Demon Emperor Palace, I invite all the warriors to come here, because the Demon Emperor Palace is going to be rebuilt, and the great changes in the Yanyun Continent are just around the corner, although you are still weak as ants, you are all outstanding among the hundreds of millions of warriors in the mainland, and in the future, the journey of the mainland will definitely achieve incomparable achievements for ordinary people, in view of this......"

Satan is talking loudly, but is interrupted by a player in a loud voice.

"You're not a human, you're a demon! Right? But you claim to be human......"

Satan said that this group of sky-level players are all ants, and this player must be upset immediately.

But he couldn't finish his words, the map space was overwhelming, and the four eyes of Satan and Cold Storm were like substance, and suddenly turned to the player, his throat "clicked", but he could no longer make a normal sound, his whole body trembled, and soon fell to the ground softly, trembling to himself.

A group of heaven-level players changed color one after another, and several players next to this person couldn't help but move away, far away from him.

"He didn't die, he just offended Lord Satan, and I punished him, but I didn't mean to demonstrate to you......" Cold Storm paused slightly, looking around, probably in order to let everyone appreciate the power of his gaze, and seeing that everyone was in danger, glancing at the face of the swordsman Chunqiu, I saw that he took a deep breath, his face was solemn, and he was also forced to calm down.

"The reason why the Demon Dao is wonderful, there are many warriors, and the martial arts on the continent are all because of its rich and diverse training paths, the human race is still the demon race, or even all the races such as beasts and monsters, etc., are not hindering the pace of the warriors' exploration, and then strengthen their own shackles."

Cold Storm obviously understands the player's mind better than Satan, a plot character, and continued: "You are all heroes among people, and being able to be selected by us among hundreds of millions of mainland warriors to participate in this experience, and to be able to advance to a special warrior has proven your extraordinary potential far beyond ordinary people!" I thought that the warriors should not set up their own cages and miss this once-in-a-lifetime experience. ”

Satan continued: "That's right, if you really have doubts, you can go as you please, and this seat will not be forced to stay!" ”

The "Person" became the "Main Seat", and I don't know if it came from the mockery of the player at the beginning, and the heaven-level players looked at each other, and no one said a word. The offending player just now threw himself to the ground, lying on the ground trembling for a while, and finally finished shaking, got up in embarrassment, pricked up his ears to listen carefully, and never made a sound again.

"Brother Leng Xian once mentioned to this seat that the warriors who have been trained on the continent still have another place to live, which must be a different plane from the Yanyun Continent, and the next trial task will be carried out in that plane, and Brother Leng Xian will make an appointment with you."

Satan's words are a bit clueless, and no more than a quarter of the players vaguely understand, the otherworldly plane mentioned by this NPC may be the earth where they grew up and lived?

With the appearance of Zhang Ping and the introduction of Cold Storm, everyone decisively understands that the new trial task is really carried out in the real world!

This was definitely beyond everyone's expectations.

That's a bit counterintuitive.

Demon is just a game!

In the course of the demonic path, whether the rout is depressed or the gain is emotional, the player will often have this idea in mind. No matter how realistically the world of the Demon Dao is maintained, no matter how fierce the war is, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, no matter how friendly the brothers are, no matter how many lovers there are, the Demon World is still a virtual game scene after all.

Once this returns to reality, all the obscenity, darkness, and raunchyness are all difficult to hide, and privacy is a right! It is also the basic principle that the official of the Demon Dao has repeatedly promised and needs to be protected with all efforts!

Fortunately, Zhang Ping's words quickly dispelled the doubts of the players.

"All I need is your mobile phone number, and the ID of each of my friends who have added friends to me in the Demon Path! Of course, you are rare heaven-level masters, but I am not here to get close to you, just to inform you and concentrate on training in reality. Surely you don't believe ......."

Zhang Ping is not tall, and the wide robe of a full-time player in cloth clothes also looks lazy, but his meticulous and solemn expression makes the content of his speech also become heavy, "You have changed in reality, maybe some people have noticed it, maybe they haven't noticed it, it doesn't matter, I will let all of you understand how much you have changed." ”

"I seem to be ......" A heaven-level mad warrior just spoke, followed by an immediate stop. Whether it seems to be a feeling, or whether it seems to be unnoticed, others are probably not curious.

Gongsun Invincible and Wound Wuxian also opened their mouths, but they didn't make a sound, the swordsman Chunqiu's expression moved slightly, and the corners of Yan Shen's mouth were slightly curved, evoking a sneer of unknown meaning.

Zhang Ping continued: "In view of the fact that so far, you have completed thirty rounds of tasks, but you have not received any rewards, it is precisely because of the creation of special soldiers, which are very different from the ordinary tasks in the Demon Dao, and you are by no means comparable to ordinary players!" Hehe, that sounds a little hollow......" he said and laughed, but it was the first time I had seen him smile.

"What I can promise is that not only will you become special forces in the Demon Path, but in the real world, you will also become super humans! As for what kind of person you will eventually become, become criminals? Or do you want to make a lot of money and become rich? It's up to you to choose, and no one can interfere with you! But my hope is that you will use your abilities wisely to transform this world and make it a better place, which is my greatest wish. ”

Hearing this, many players were muttering in their hearts, what are you? Even the link of self-declaration of identity is saved, and the tone is still so big!

But it was just a matter of saying it in their hearts, no one announced it, everyone silently exchanged mobile phone numbers with Zhang Ping in the form of text messages, and then gradually dispersed.

In Western European mythological epics, the character Satan has appeared more than once, a perverse devil, but in this earth plane, Satan is not famous, and this name has hardly been circulated, at least Zhuo Langyi has never heard of it.

The day-level players dispersed, Cold Storm worked hard, continued to pry Satan, and conducted a similar missionary ritual on more than a thousand second-turn players, and after he was idle, he subconsciously had a thought that he wanted to level up.

Then I remembered that he no longer needed to level up, since the attributes of the game character and the demon warrior overlapped, his ability to call the wind and rain was far beyond the imagination of ordinary players.

(End of chapter)