Online Game Dungeon Master

Amon saw the monster that covered his entire field of vision and obscured everything. Even the skill that could see in the dark was useless. He couldn't help but feel terrified by the huge monster.

He checked the attributes and found it was level 103, but he felt relieved.

"It's too early to deal with me!" Amon had no doubt that it was a giant dragon that looked powerful but was actually useless and was scaring him. He was ranked second in the level ranking and was in the top 20 in WTP. How could he be scared by such a thing?

Amon snorted and stabbed the black big guy with his dagger. He had no first-hand advantage, but the Hand of Wind could create it. So Amon's body kept moving quickly nearby. Every time he moved and took a few steps, he would make several consecutive attacks.

His running skills seemed to have reached the pinnacle. If a normal person wanted to track him, he would not be able to touch his body unless he had a much faster movement speed and reaction than him.

What he didn't expect was that all the attacks in a row of more than a dozen were exempted, and then he noticed that the opponent was physically immune. The battle lasted only a few seconds. Amon took a few steps back, leaned against the wall, and stood dozens of meters away. He took out a magic scroll of the Burning Blade, tore it open and cast it. A dazzling red flame rose from the weapon.

It has 2000 points of fire damage, which seems not much, but in fact, units that are immune to physical damage generally have low health and cannot withstand a few attacks.

He took another quick look and found that it was a rare shadow dragon.

"Who is it! Come out!" Amon sensed the presence of other players and shouted, trying to force the other party to show up, so as not to continue to be passive. His name is the most famous, representing the strongest third-level thief, but it is not without nemesis. Who said that this profession is not born for fighting?

A dark figure walked out from under the shadow dragon, exuding an evil aura so strong that even the surrounding flowers and plants would wither and turn into swamp mud. Behind him, a "person" also walked out, an ogre who was twice as tall as him and holding a one-handed star warhammer bigger than his head.

The third-level profession Iron Law Tyrant and the third-level profession Soul Shaman are all "hidden" professions. They are called hidden because there are very few players who take up the profession, the characteristics of the profession are not obvious, it is difficult to use, the difficulty of taking up the profession is high, the tasks are complicated, etc.

With the nature of a thief, Amon then noticed that everyone was wearing more than a dozen epic equipment and props. Estimating the price, in reality, it can buy dozens of tanks and several planes, but now it is on two people.

Amon could only curse the two players for their extravagance and waste.

When Amon saw the game names of the two players, he suddenly realized and wondered how he had offended the two evil gods.

The most powerful guy in the legendary evil camp was standing in front of him, but he was indifferent. They could kill millions of people, were rich enough to rival a country, and had many talented people under their command. How could a small player like him compare with them?

"It turned out to be the Lord and the New York soldiers. I wonder what your intention is?" Amon immediately changed from being angry to a friendly smile.

He stretched out his foot and stepped back, holding a scroll, ready to escape at any time.

It's okay to escape if you can't beat them. Amon likes to read the biography of the King of Thieves. Naturally, he likes to be a demigod who can come and go freely like the wind and is praised as a myth in the thieves world.

Shen Xuan and the New York soldiers surrounded Amon, "It's nothing, but we heard that Amon got an epic treasure, and we just want it."

"Epic?" Amon didn't believe that an epic item required the Lord to come in person, and it was just an epic item. In the middle and late stages of the country, epic items were not as valuable as they were before. Could there be some secret?

Amon knew that although his level was high, he still couldn't fight against two tough guys with epic equipment, so he smiled and said, "I wonder what the treasure is?"

"Soul Center."

Amon's face suddenly realized something, and he took out the thing that had harmed him from the package vigilantly.

"Here's the thing, but don't look for me in the future, okay?" Amon said fearfully. He had heard about the deeds of the lord, and thought that someone who made such a big fuss in reality but was fine must be able to call the wind and rain in the real world, trample on the laws of a country, and drive the government to be his loyal lackey. It's better not to be bored and fight him.

Seeing him on the road like this, Shen Xuan naturally didn't want to embarrass him. He thought in advance that Amon's timid character might make him transfer this hot potato, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly. At least he had to kill him once to make him fall down the ranking list.

"In that case, I promise you that if there are difficulties in the future, you can come to the north." Shen Xuan said and wanted to take over the familiar soul center.

Unexpectedly, a voice rang out: "Don't give it to him!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sword light with the breath of holy light broke through the air.

"It turned out to be the judge of the Eye of Judgment." Several people sneered, not afraid of the attack of holy light, and quickly dodged. The fierce attack fell on the place where they had just stood, turning it into a hollow area where the soil and rocks had completely dissipated.

Two judges, level 120, quite strong, followed by more than a dozen church servants, who were spear apostles that could only be used by those who were blessed by God, level 100. The holy spears in their hands were slightly shorter than dragon spears, but more importantly, without the restraint of horses, the length advantage of the spears was fully utilized, and they were extremely flexible and swift.

Amon saw the NPC of the church appear, and hurriedly stuffed the soul center into Shen Xuan's hand, "I'm leaving first!" Then he ran away.

Everyone was surprised at Amon's speed. The two judges who came over were full of anger and were extremely dissatisfied with Amon's behavior.

"Cowardly thief!"

A judge turned his head to Shen Xuan and raised his sword resolutely. Although he didn't know whether he could defeat one of the ten evils evaluated by the Eye of Judgment, he didn't have the slightest fear in his heart.

Another judge held a staff, and dozens of holy light bullets with amazing speed shot towards the direction where they were standing.

The shadow dragon sank into the ground, changing its shape as if it was flattened, and completely hiding its original body in the dark world. Shen Xuan and the New York soldiers retreated to the cave with complex terrain in tacit understanding, preparing to escape.

The remaining dozen or so God servants surrounded them. They were not affected by curse spells, so they could only rely on physical attacks.

The Eye of Judgment once again tracked down their traces. It seemed that God was indeed omniscient. He was a little angry in his heart. The most urgent thing was to get out of the battle first, so he stabbed a spear apostle who was blocking the way. The black flames of death surged from the edges of the double swords and rushed up the body of the God servant, devouring the trunk burning with holy flames, and becoming somewhat rotten.

Then he circled his body and summoned several devils for containment at a fast speed. When he looked for his traces, Shen Xuan had already moved dozens of meters horizontally and appeared at the edge of the battlefield.