Abyss Game: I am covered with cheats

After these Outer God's proxies walked up to Xu Tong and the others, they didn't act as Xu Tong had initially expected.

Instead, the Recorder asked, "Mortals, what is your reason for venturing into the chaotic boundary? If you give us a reasonable explanation, we can guarantee not to kill you."

The group of players looked at each other, and finally one of the bravest players stammered, "We... we have a purpose..."

"We know you have a purpose, you wouldn't have come to this sacred place without one," the Executioner's expression was unpleasant, seemingly provoked by the statement, "If you give us such uninformative answers again, we can hardly guarantee your lives."

These words instantly frightened the player; they had mustered their courage, only to be met with a lifetime of inferiority.

Yan Yichen's brain worked rapidly, and he finally came up with a decent answer, replying, "We need to compete in this sacred place to determine the sole survivor, to face a final trial whose contents even we don't know."

Hearing Yan Yichen's words, the Executioner's expression finally improved slightly.

But it was hard to tell whether it was because Yan Yichen's words were barely acceptable, or because Yan Yichen was standing closer to Xu Tong.

"I see, I understand the meaning," the Recorder spoke first, answering on behalf of the remaining Outer God proxies, "In that case, we will choose the last one among you who is qualified to face the final trial."

"Re... really?"

A few gleams of joy instantly appeared on the faces of the dozen or so top players, after all, these Outer God proxies not directly killing them was already quite beyond everyone's expectations.

Now, these Outer God proxies would even help them pick out a suitable player to face the final trial?

This was simply a dream!

And most importantly, if someone among this group of top players was deemed by these Outer God proxies to be capable of facing the final trial, they must be the strongest among the remaining dozen or so top players!

The strongest player appointed by the Outer God proxies – just saying these words out loud would be quite impressive!

A group of people had even begun to imagine their future, bearing this title, being respected and the center of attention from then on.

However, a few players were more cautious, feeling a bit baffled by the Outer God proxies' sudden decision to help them.

"Please, proxies, choose from among us the one with the greatest ability and strength, who is qualified to face the final trial, and who can save all the players in our Abyss World from fire and water."

As soon as these words came out, the Recorder's expression, which had been carrying a slightly elegant smile, suddenly turned cold.

"Are you implying that I intended to harm you?

"Crushing you is easier than you stepping on an ant, do you really think we would use such roundabout methods to harm you?"

A terrifying pressure instantly spread out, enveloping everyone except Xu Tong.

"You lowly parasites, do you not have even a shred of gratitude?"

Xu Tong touched his chin, seemingly out of nowhere, and suddenly said, "Ah? So you didn't want to harm us?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the air immediately froze.

The player side fell silent, because they thought Xu Tong must be crazy; the Outer God proxies were clearly already angry, yet Xu Tong dared to say such rebellious words, wasn't this courting death?

The Outer God proxy side also fell silent, because they were reflecting on their previous mistakes; since Xu Tong felt that their words had a "harmful player" subtext, it meant they must have made some mistake.

The two sides were deadlocked here, maintaining complete silence; anyone who didn't know better would have thought someone had muted the video.

The Recorder spoke again, breaking the silence, saying, "I see that your time is probably running out, so let's end this as soon as possible; anyway, it won't take much time for us to choose a suitable player for you."

The gazes of the Outer God proxies swept over everyone one by one.

Their gazes lingered on each person for the same amount of time, except for Xu Tong, on whom they lingered for slightly longer.

Soon, the Outer God proxies turned around, huddling together like schoolgirls, seemingly discussing the final answer.

Xu Tong: "..."

The group of players: "..."

In less than thirty seconds, the Outer God proxies turned back around.

"We have reached a unified answer; we can guarantee that this person will definitely be able to help all of you get through this difficult situation."

Hearing this made the dozen or so players immediately perk up with interest.

"Who... who is it?"

The Recorder made a gesture of invitation.

Then, the Bug Girl slowly raised her arm.

Pointing to a person directly in front of her.

Everyone's gaze turned towards the direction that Bug Girl's arm was pointing.

It was Xu Tong.

There wasn't any surprise on Xu Tong's face, but he suddenly realized that he should probably be surprised.

So he put on a rather exaggerated expression of surprise, pointing at his face and asking, "Ah? Me? To face the final trial? Really?"

The surrounding players also looked surprised, revealing very excited emotions, their words completely unfiltered, and the question blurted out subconsciously, "Him? He's only level thirty! Why...?"

Before the words were finished, a cold light flashed instantly.

Revealing an expression of disgust, the Executioner glared at the player who had just spoken, "Are you saying... are you questioning the Lord's... are you questioning our judgment?"

An unprecedented pressure swept over like a tide; even though the Executioner had a saintly mentality, when faced with the player who had insulted Xu Tong, she completely lost control of her strength, easily crushing this top player to death!

"This..."

Everyone was afraid to breathe, afraid that they would be the next to die.

"Now, does anyone else have any questions?"

Saying this, the Recorder revealed a gentle smile, crossed her hands over her abdomen, and slowly bowed to the few people.

"If there aren't any more...

"Then please, the remaining dozen or so of you, gladly go to your deaths."