Anna breathed a sigh of relief, the demon king still controlled herself.

Of course she won't die, because she doesn't need to calculate the future of the Demon King at all, just calculate her own.

In hell, I can't predict others, but I can't predict my own words, if I can't predict it, how can Anna save her life? She probably won't come back at all, wouldn't it be nice to find a place to hide, the outside world is so big anyway...... The Demon King can't come out in person.

"Go ahead, bring it Michelle, I don't believe you." The Demon King's voice was cold, as if Anna was already a dead person.

Anna bowed her head, and then disappeared into the eighteenth floor of Hell.

……

Players who are wandering around the tenth floor are the first to notice that something is wrong with the tenth floor, this hell gathered by the netherworld, is still an unknown new space, and only a small number of non-server players will sneak in to try to get some information.

Because the number of players is small, it has not been discovered by anyone, and this group of players posted it on the forum as soon as they discovered the Nether's moves.

It's finally time for non-server players to release information.

Compared to the forums of other servers, the non-server forum is too deserted, so once this post was sent, it instantly gained a high degree of popularity.

Without him, it's just interesting for this post.

Landlord [Amy Hill]: On the seventh day of the tenth floor exploration, the Netherworld has migrated!

The tenth layer we saw before was like this, every day the Netherworld was doing hard labor, putting together all the mecha parts, and doing the mecha recovery work, but today, they left all the parts behind, and all of them were teleported to the land!

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The tenth layer can only be entered by the Netherworld, so people from other servers basically can't enter, and it's time for us to develop! Because we have the most Netherworld!

What are you waiting for? Find me to get the coordinates, these mecha parts are ours, and there are a lot of new weapons, our guild has picked up too much, and some of them can't fit, send me a private message to sign up!

3rd Floor [National Costume] [Single Solo]: What, the second floor was swallowed? Recycling at a high price!

Fourth floor [National Costume] [It's not my fault for being lonely]: I sent you a private message, how do I get in?

Fifth floor [koowoo] replied [It's not my fault that loneliness] : You are not unconvinced, don't think about it, only we can pretend to be the underworld and blend in, this is our chance.

Haku on the eighth floor: The landlord has sent you a private message

Ninth Floor [Milton]: The landlord is a good person!

10th Floor [Fendisst]: The landlord is a good person!

……

Neither Feige nor the goddess saw the posts on the forums, and they were still analyzing the market in Hell to see how to gradually dismantle Hell over time.

With an old pathfinder like Elive, who has been working in Hell for many years, they have some understanding of the situation in Hell to some extent, but the thought of fighting such a powerful opponent and turning defense into attack makes it difficult.

At least that's what Gersia thinks.

Unbeknownst to them, some of the players had already started running with the demons.

Not to mention, the demons started a new round of battles, but this time it was not aimed at the light world, but to purge within themselves.

"Michelle, did you run away?" Anna was a step too late, "You can even escape my prediction, and you really carry something related to Chaos?" ”

On the tenth floor, there are not many netherworlds left, and the ground is full of stumps of wisdom machines, compared to those in the dwarf ruins, these mutilated limbs are also stronger, Michel, who has been operating for many years, has already emptied the warehouse of the goddess of wisdom, and the combat preparations of the goddess of wisdom back then were almost in Michelle's hands.

If these guys can be repaired, even Drass can't beat them, Anna frowned, wandering around the tenth layer of hell, even seeing the netherworld, pretending not to see it.

"Is that Anna?"

"Look at the blood bar, after all, no one knows what she really looks like."

"What to do, what is she here for, looking for Michelle?"

The players don't know what Anna is going to do, but they follow one by one, they are not afraid of death, and if they can find out the news, they may be able to make more money.

The inherent greed makes the players hilarious, and looking at the guys who follow her, Anna instinctively predicts, but finds that she can't calculate it at all.

Impossible!

It's just some ordinary netherworld, can't it even be counted?

Are they all chaotics?

Most of the non-server players were coming into contact with Anna for the first time, and they cautiously asked, "You have a very bad face, is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

"Uh, old lady, are you Anna?"

They even knew I was Anna!

Anna felt a cold air coming out of her back, and then she was scared, and it suddenly occurred to her that Michelle was probably reserved about herself.

Even Hainault has reservations about herself, how can Michel let herself see through it completely?

What demon doesn't know he has the power of foreknowledge? Even the guy who barely walks around and eats corpses has several ways to escape his own predictions, so how could Michelle not be prepared?

"What do you want to do?" Anna began to use psychic attacks.

The players looked at the spirit attacks on their attribute panels and frowned suspiciously.

How can you tell the demon that you have no malicious intentions, online, etc., it's quite urgent.

"We're just asking you, uh, do you know where Michelle has gone?" A non-server player racked his brains to think of such a question.

But for Anna, the question is undoubtedly a provocation.

If she knew where Michelle went, would she still be here?

Aren't they Michelle's men, and don't know where Michelle is?

Anna really couldn't predict what would happen next, the player couldn't predict it, and Michelle couldn't predict it because she was carrying Chaos-related things.

The feeling of the unknown made her resist, and she was like fleeing, tearing open the space directly and escaping to another world.

The tenth layer of hell, a little shaky.

It's not the shaking caused by Deras, but because of the frequent tearing of the space, it's just a little unstable.

The players didn't know at all, and when they saw Anna leaving, they couldn't catch up, so they could only post the message to the forum, and then continue to scavenge in the sea of mechas.

"Impossible." This time, Anna returned to the seventh layer, and even teleported directly from Elive's Fallen Elven Town.

But it's the same here, a few players probed their brains, and after knowing that Anna had just come from the tenth floor of Michelle, they couldn't help but ask her.

"Aren't you looking for Michelle? Why did you come to the seventh floor again? ”

Impossible!

How is it that someone here in Heinault knows that he has gone to find Michelle!

Impossible!

Anna shook her head and took two steps back in a bit of a frustration.