Players' NPC boss

[Freemasonry] At the Guild Crystal, Greenland and the invaders looked at each other from afar.

The levels of both sides were only LV99, and there was not much difference in attributes. However, the intruder calmed down after the initial panic.

"I know you, Greenland, a former professional player, have won many world championships during your career, but that is already in the past." The intruder lifted his hood and revealed his appearance indifferently.

"You are already old, and you have embarked on the road of selling meat game anchors. It is simply a miserable ending for professional players in their old age."

"Don't say I'm old! And I'm not a meat-selling anchor!" Greenland protested loudly, but she immediately realized that it seemed like she had broken her guard, so she immediately crossed her arms with a cold and strange air.

"It's better than using a plug-in like you."

"Isn't the reaction speed of you old professional players also a side effect of the old dedicated machines?" The intruder shrugged indifferently and walked slowly towards Greenland.

"Although your appearance here is indeed an accident, it will not affect the plan. It will not be too difficult to defeat you, an old retired professional player."

"Your grandma's!"

Greenland immediately rushed towards the invaders, performing combos of skills at a dazzling speed, but these were easily dismantled by the invaders.

"Don't compare me with those people before me. I and the extended sensory system complement each other. In other words, it's your peak state!"

Bang--

Greenland received a kick and rolled twice in embarrassment. On the other hand, the intruder was not only unscathed, but also very carefree, almost like an adult playing with children.

"You are indeed old. Among ordinary players, you can still maintain the gorgeous title of professional player, but once you meet a real professional player, your flaws will be revealed."

"..." Greenland lay motionless on the ground, but the intruder was not in a hurry and walked towards Greenland leisurely.

"You old group of players, once you leave the special machine, your prototype will be exposed, and you should be eliminated together with that special machine."

This is psychological warfare, using trash talk to make the other person lose their mind. But the intruder was secretly frightened, thinking that he was indeed a former professional player, he was really thick-skinned and completely immune to trash talk.

Just when the intruder hesitated to use physical attacks, Greenland suddenly twitched and then raised his head suddenly.

"Damn it! Why did this special mode get disconnected first! It scared me to death!"

"Off, off line!?" The intruder was stunned, and then the corners of his mouth twitched, as if what he just said was in vain.

"Although I don't know what you said behind my back, it doesn't matter to me." Greenland stood up slowly, twisted his neck and moved his arms.

"To be honest, it doesn't matter if I am called out by my group friends. Your trash talk is not enough. Why don't you beat me with your cheats?"

"Haha~ To be honest, can't you open some plug-ins such as no CD, invincibility, and instant kill? Expanding the senses and speeding up the reaction speed are not interesting at all, and there is no incentive to win at all."

"But I'll just assume that you have enabled the instant kill and invincible attacks, so you have to work harder, little brother."

The intruder's face darkened, and Greenland's naked humiliation made him furious. He pulled out two daggers and rushed over.

The two were entangled again, and the invader sneered. Greenland was only slightly faster than before, not much improvement. When he heard about the special mode, he was startled, fearing that the other party would become like a monster.

But one minute, two minutes, ten minutes, cold sweat broke out on the intruder's face, his hands trembled slightly, he was tired. But Greenland's state has not changed at all. It has neither improved nor declined. It is extremely stable.

The intruder suddenly remembered an interview with a professional player. When faced with the host's question "Professional players will not lose, what is the most important thing?", the professional player's answer was endurance.

A sudden burst of technological improvement is meaningless. Only a long battery life that will never make mistakes can ensure its invincibility.

The durability of Greenland in front of me has not been affected at all by retirement, and its battery life has improved due to the torture gameplay in various games! ?

"No, I can't do it anymore, I have to get off..."

Snap——

Greenland grabbed the intruder's arm that was making a downward movement, the smile on his face became crazy, and the pupils in his eyes shrank to the shape of needles.

"Don't ejaculate so prematurely~ I finally got up~"

It was a sticky sweet coquettishness, but the intruder only felt the fatigue in his waist and a chill.

This person is the type who goes crazy once he gets into the mood!

"Hahaha - play with me a little longer -"

Greenland pulled the intruder's hand hard, like a crazy white swan, using the skills of a [wrestler] to drag the intruder into a dance of death.

Because Greenland's laughter was too sharp, the [Freemasonry] members couldn't help but come in and take a look, and then they were immediately frightened by Greenland's ear-to-ear smile and their legs went weak, so they retreated.

The reason why professional player Greenland retired was that although he played competitive games for all ages, Greenland's style of play and appearance after entering the state had a very bad impact, so he retired in tears.

…

In the virtual space built by the technology of the Age of Gods, after the dome was smashed by the moon, the battle between the two gods began to deviate from normal.

The sky and the earth cannot restrain Blaze, a leaf or a piece of dust can make him jump. Teresa has the ability to fly and can travel more freely.

There are cracks all over the hunting god's sword, and every time it is wielded, it emits the wail and joy of death.

Damage seems to be the sad end of a weapon, but who understands weapons?

The moment it was placed in the warehouse and buried in dust was the moment when the weapon died, so the death cry of the Hunting God Great Sword at this moment was also the climax of life.

"It seems like your weapon couldn't hold on any longer."

Teresa stared at the cracks in the hunting god's sword and kicked it up. Cracks were all over the Hunting God's Great Sword, and finally, the weapon turned into pieces.

And Blaze turned around and took out the second one.

"This is the benefit of mass-producing magic weapons! I got 20 more of this sword!"

Blaze swung his sword, and the hunting god's sword, which was silent in the warehouse, couldn't wait to show its power, setting off a storm and tearing apart the light curtain emitted by Teresa.

"Huh-" Blaze breathed, and then he tensed up.

He may be running out of time, but Teresa is far from exhausting her accumulated faith energy.

"You're almost exhausted." Teresa landed slowly. She was able to do so with ease, but Blaze was already showing signs of decline.

"The consequence of not being able to make choices is that in the end, you will have nothing left except what you shout about not giving up."

Blaze wiped the corners of his mouth and showed a smile that made Teresa grumpy.

"The ending of this story sounds like just the beginning of another story that saves everything, doesn't it?"