Under the dark night sky, many places in the forest were still burning, but the commotion had calmed down.

Just after 10 o'clock

Teng Yunfei walked out of the otter base, walked slowly along the beach towards the north, and after a while he stopped, and the two yachts came towards this side, gradually starting to lean towards the beach.

"Looks like you already knew we were coming!"

Jing Jing jumped off the boat, followed by the wild dragon and the high-achieving students behind him, and more than 20 people got off the boat one after another.

"Have you seen Wen Shao?"

Teng Yunfei nodded, and after the evil got off the boat, he walked up slowly.

"The next thing is up to you to decide, what that guy entrusted me, I also did, and when he came back, tell him that what he owes him has been paid off, and everyone will still be enemies after he goes out."

From Teng Yunfei's mouth, Jing quietly confirmed that Wen Shao was indeed controlling something.

"Give up this event first, I'll end the event as soon as possible."

Teng Yunfei turned around as he spoke.

"Wait."

"I won't explain the superfluous, and if you still insist on fighting for the first place, I'm not welcome."

Quietly stunned looked at Teng Yunfei, who was gradually moving away, and didn't say a word, and after a while, he raised his head.

"Forget it, I'm afraid the situation doesn't allow us to continue to act rashly, we have to find that guy from the wind god, although I don't know what he's planning."

Teng Yunfei returned to the base and continued to rest, the annihilation war has ended, just now the combined army of the tribe and the undead unit successfully suppressed the birdman tribe, they are all now all cowered into the base, no longer come out, it is certain that the birdman tribe has suffered more than half of the casualties.

The dead Birdmen have been converted into undead units, and apart from the stalemate in the Necropolis, the Birdmen are no longer able to counterattack.

A large number of undead units began to return to the forest, gathering towards the Necropolis.

Teng Yunfei planned to wait for 12 o'clock to find the magic trace, and then go to the snow mountain to enter the cave in the different space and end this activity.

Now that everything on the island has become clear, and then it is the reward after the end of the event, Teng Yunfei clicked on the orange task he received earlier, the wrath of the dragon clan.

Tasks without any explanation, triggered, must arrive at the mission location or see the mission objective.

"Those guys should be sneaking around and doing something!"

Teng Yunfei sneered and stared at the ceiling, extinguished the cigarette butt and closed his eyes.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, on the way down, the puppet king waited quietly, and after a while, there was a creaking sound, and there was a white light in the air, and the string boy appeared.

"Is the investigation clear? There is no believer who has taken on the task of Dragon Ball's wrath. ”

"The Guild of the Dead's Proof now has this task."

For a moment, the puppet king burst out laughing.

"Very good, the cards are all ready, the Birdman Clan has also suffered heavy casualties now, and it is time to start the final stage, end everything here as soon as possible, and recover the map for the transformation work."

"Dad, I think it's better to find a way to let the believers kill that dragon in the end, after all, it will never obey our orders."

The Puppet King shook his head.

"No, if you kill that dragon, all the creatures on this island are no match for the lv9 believers, and this map will have no meaning, as long as the mission mechanism is triggered, the dragon can leave that space, and everything on the island will be extinct at that time."

Pitch black underground

A fiery red glow was flickering.

Island core

In a huge underground space, there were four different pathways, and the wind god and the wood god stood on a platform on the east side, their eyes shining with excitement.

"As long as we destroy this thing, we will win, and no one will be spared when this island is destroyed."

Wood God nodded, but with doubts on his face, he raised a hand, took out a pistol, and fired a few shots at the island core, and the bullet dissolved the moment it got close to the island core.

"How?"

"Remember? When we became island gods, the gods and demons gave us a special permission that even the administrators could not interfere with. ”

As he spoke, the wind god held up a hand, and four small round balls of different colors appeared on it, black, red, blue, and brown.

"When the four of them die, they will become such crystals."

Wood God's eyes widened.

"I remember, the gods and demons once said that if one day we, as gods, get tired of this place, we can destroy this place at any time, so that's what it means?"

There was a madness in Fengshen's eyes, and he looked at the island core in front of him with great excitement.

"As long as we jump into the core of the island with these crystals, we should be able to activate the island's destruction mechanism."

Suddenly, Mu Shen's eyes widened, and he took a step back, looking at his heart, a black blade had pierced into it.

"You bastard, don't you ........."

Anemo turned around and struggled to draw the weapon in his hand.

"Our equipment is already destroyed, so it's easy to kill, sorry, I've had enough, I've had enough of everything here."

For a moment, Fengshen's eyes widened, and he couldn't stop laughing, and with a sadness on his face, the wood god's body fell to the ground limply, and after a while, his eyes widened and died.

An emerald green light shrouded the wood god's body, and gradually condensed into an emerald green ball, and the wind god picked up the ball, and then laughed.

"That's what you want to see, damn gods and demons."

The wind god said and floated slowly, and at this time his eyes showed a dead ash.

"What do you want to do, you bastard?"

There was a roar and footsteps, and the believers burst into the cavern.

Jing Jing looked at the situation in front of him and felt a little wrong.

"Wait a minute, what exactly do you want to do?"

The wind god smiled sadly and shook his head.

"It doesn't matter if everything is already there, even if you kill me, you won't be able to stop anything, hehe, believers, one day you will come to a situation like mine."

Anemo said, turning around to approach the core of the island.

"Wait, can you tell us what's going on? on you. ”

The wind god stopped, looking at everyone in despair.

"One day you will taste the same despair as me, you can't survive and die, I was a believer a long time ago, or the first believers, in this damn system is still in the testing stage, when there were no cars, no high-rise buildings, only poverty and war."

The god of wind recounted.

A long time ago, in an era of poverty and war, the wind god, as an ordinary poor man, was about to run out of time, when he met a mysterious person, he instilled in the wind god a lot of things that he had never heard of, and invited him to become a believer.

Under the temptation of a huge amount of money, Fengshen became a believer, like many believers, the money and abilities obtained from the system in an instant, so that the believers immediately turned over in the real world, and the believers at that time were not as many as they are now, and all the believers were like experiments, constantly climbing up in the relaxed and happy atmosphere of the system.

Although there were some unsatisfactory places, everything at that time was far less cruel than it is now, because there was not much competition, and the believers reached lv9 smoothly.

And at this time, the system that originally only had simple battles and tasks appeared, the first different dimension, the island of death, and most of the believers at this time stagnated after reaching lv9, and most of them were content with the status quo and enjoyed all the benefits brought by the system.

Participation in the event was compulsory, and a total of 185 believers participated in the event on Death Island, when there were no guilds and all believers were in competition.

What was thought to be an easy event for them was an unusually fierce and brutal competition at the beginning of the event, because only the guy with the first points could leave.

The island is filled with monster tribes and a variety of extremely dangerous traps, and there is no time limit for the event from the start.

The alternation of points is fiercely staged, and the believers gradually realize that the points have no meaning, and if they want to leave this activity, they must kill other believers, so that their own points will naturally come first.

Day and night fighting, the increasingly chaotic situation, tormenting the mind of every believer, as if there was no exit at all, the believers are constantly dying, time in space is still, year and two, and finally in the tenth year, the event is over, and the last surviving believers leave the island, while the other 184 people are buried here.

It was at this time that the 6 believers were lucky enough to trigger the mechanism, they were all six people who performed well in this fighting event, and there were only two options to die or become island gods, and all six of them chose to become island gods.

The gods and demons gave them the promise that when the next event began, they only needed to get the highest rating before they could leave, and the six of them joined forces at the beginning and successfully ruled all the tribes in the outer circle of the island.

However, the event never came, and the six people at this time seemed to understand that it was the same as before, and only the first could leave.

Finally ushered in the event, but what the six people didn't expect was that the times have changed, the god and demon system is getting more and more perfect, and the believers who come in are all based on guilds, and then the island suffered a catastrophe, and the ten guilds that entered at that time were the top ten guilds in the upper level.

The group of believers was bloodthirsty and frenzied, and as soon as they entered, they began to fight.

"I have never seen such powerful believers, who are fundamentally different from our time, like evil spirits struggling to climb up from hell, all the mechanisms of the island are constantly destroyed in the battles of the believers, and the tribes that do not like it are directly destroyed, as if they are showing off their strength, cruel and inhuman believers."