Players Please Respect Yourself

The dark and weird atmosphere is spreading endlessly. If any player sees this, they will definitely exclaim Cthulhu!

In the dark city, there is a strange light everywhere, and the strange crimson red flows between the corners of the reliefs that resemble octopus tentacles.

If you observe carefully, you can find that all this does not originate from the art of craftsmen, but the erosion brought about by a long-term release of strange power. The expansion brought by a dark force turned the hard granite into a dough-like thing, which was formed into today's shape under the scouring of the mysterious force for a long time.

The comatose crumb rabbit was tied up and carried by a group of monsters to the huge stone pillar with a diameter of more than one kilometer in the middle of the dark city. Follow the spiraling stepless slope, step by step to the temple full of evil atmosphere.

Along the way, those pillars full of eyeballs, if you look carefully, you will find that they are actually hardened tentacles. Rows of s-shaped twisted and twisted tentacles stacked to form the outer wall of this huge temple.

Even every step these monsters take is actually stepping on the tentacles.

When the rabbit was transported to a hall shrouded in dark red light, and carried to the cold obsidian altar, a few 'old friends' whom Wang Hao was no stranger to appeared.

These human-shaped octopus faces, wearing black robes, and tentacles-shaped shoulder armor like the horns of a goat make them take up quite a lot of space when walking.

But it doesn't matter, this is the privilege of mind flayers!

In front of these slaves controlled by their minds, they are supreme.

Seeing the rabbit, the four tentacles on a mind flayer's chin moved.

They became long and stretched out to the rabbit's forehead lightly.

A hero... bastard! This quality is also worthy of being a hero!? After only one round of probing, the mind flayer became quite annoyed: Her body is too slender! She has nothing but agility!

Several mind flayers began to communicate with each other, and another mind flayer beside them said coldly: We need a hero-level existence as a matrix.

Among us there are still qualified to be heroes, and now there is only one left! At least find someone with a bigger brain! Our physical characteristics are destined to only become legal heroes. Finding a mentally retarded mother is not conducive to development.

Then put it on hold for now. Before the new brain pool is completed, hero-level bugs are very precious. Let's start the ceremony when necessary.

The question now is - have we been found?

She has that damned trident logo on her body, the chance of us being found is 99.72%!

Get ready to fight!

Agreed! We have no way out.

At least, this time we have the power of 'it'!

The mind flayers quickly completed the communication, and immediately, the entire dark city began to glow with supernatural light. The flashing red light is the best warning light.

All the slaves became active. They took up their weapons and began to gather at the entrance of every hidden passage.

The mind flayers are sure: they were found!

Whether it is the induction magic or the report of the scouts, it is clear that an army slightly different from the abyss army they faced last time is gathering towards another entrance of their city.

Although they look different, their trident badges tell them who they are!

I couldn't find that entrance before, because many US server players didn't think in that direction at all. Now that the game announcements are out, there are naturally a bunch of players looking for them. They quickly found the entrance to the great passage, concealed by a stone casing.

The footprints of all the monsters led to a dark and damp ditch, and another branch of the ditch disappeared beside a stone wall. Maybe this is an underground river. With the attitude of giving it a try, the American server player knocked the stone over there with a shield crab.

One tap and something goes wrong.

The seemingly hard rock wall exploded like a wafer, revealing a stone wall with obvious artificial traces behind it.

The armies of both sides immediately started a fierce battle in this channel with a diameter of more than 20 meters.

For the master— This is what all kinds of messy dark race slaves shouted in the common language of the desert.

For station p!

For Naiko—

For our lost rabbit!

That's right! This is what the players on the US server yelled. There are all kinds of people in the world, anyway, the viewers who pushed her to watch the live broadcast laughed like crazy.

This is destined to be a meat grinder type of battle.

There are many goblin slaves in the distance. Under the three-stage attack of the poison dart frog player, they can't get close at all. They can only scream like a negative dog, and then they are poisoned. up.

However, the difference in size made it difficult for the crocodile turtle players in the front row to please. After a wave of goblin cannon fodder was used on the opposite side, bear goblins were used instead.

They are a variant of goblins, evil, greedy, and stupid are their natures.

Bear goblins are larger, stronger, fiercer than humans, and more agile than average humans.

They are the rulers and strongest of the goblinoid creatures. They get their name from their bear-like faces. This includes their leader, who prefers to use maces rather than claws as weapons.

When this heavy weapon fell on the head, the crocodile and turtle turned into tortoise jelly when they met each other. The human body and the shell were beaten to a bloody mess and convulsed continuously.

However, the bear goblin's lack of armor protection has become a fatal flaw for this powerful creature.

The magic of the Black Butterfly and the Abalone, and the saliva of the Poison Dart Frog can all cause considerable damage to them.

The alligator players at the top have become consumables, and their only use in this battle is to cover the ranged occupations in the back row.

The bodies of players who died suddenly, as well as the bodies of their opponents, were dragged out from both sides of the passage like an assembly line. The corpses of the players are thrown casually, and the corpses of the opponent's monsters are all thrown into the black water of the altar.

This phenomenon was immediately noticed by the mind flayer.

Not to mention, two more hidden passages were soon discovered. And reports indicate that the shield crabs are digging more passages to the cities of the mind flayers.

Sure enough, what the prisoner said is correct, Abyss City is using the corpses of our monsters to create Abyss troops.

The war of attrition is not good for us!

Then, we can only use that...

Soon, the US server players in the fierce battle suddenly heard a ghostly voice.

Submit! Submit! Your master is useless! Your civilization is worthless! The only way to survive is to become the slave of our mind flayers!

This terrifying voice ignored language barriers, without translation, and directly penetrated into the minds of US server players. That kind of whistling whisper is creepy to hear.