Players Please Respect Yourself

[Long Tian Xingyue]: By the way, did you find out why all those dead ghosts have their eyelids closed and their ears plugged?

【暮乐_】: Is there anything we can't let them see and hear?

[Lazy]: It's the pain department again.

The Dirty God [Jun Muqi] smirked: Tell you, after people's vision is deprived, other senses will be more acute. Let's learn about blindfolded play, finger pressure and hair sweeping.

A group of players said in unison: Grass, the speed upstairs is too fast, the policeman is still that person, please copy him away!

It's just a few seconds of trouble.

Suddenly, [Junchen Tianya] zoomed in: Is there no good way to purify? For example, fulfill the wishes of those dead ghosts and make them become Buddhas on the spot? If the opponents are all virgins, I have a million sets of films that can Let them all spiral up to heaven.

There was a dead silence in the voice group.

[Junchen] Embarrassed: Ahem, I'm just talking. Don't take it seriously.

[Eternal Eternal Dan] interrupted: No, wait, maybe this is really possible.

ah!?

[Eternal Eternity]: I didn't think before that since I ate too much of Cthulhu's meatballs, I have become more sensitive to spiritual power. I found that holding a party in a hotel can indeed eliminate people's negative spiritual energy. If it is true Satisfying the other party's wishes, it's hard to say about purification, at least it can reduce the opponent's combat power.

Spirit triggers the sublimation of combat power, which is already a recognized power system theory in the Land Abandoned by God.

So the bodies of a group of big players patted [Junchen Tianya] on the shoulder in Basatan's bunker.

【Scorpio Lonely】: Okay, I'll leave it to you dirty gods to disturb the opponent's spirit.

[Rainy Night Black Cat]'s face was a little dark: Wait, there are more than humans on the other side!

Just now, this guy showed a pure and cunning expression like a fox: That's why [all] is handed over to you!

Bridge bean sack! There are even octopuses on the opposite side, what should we do? [Theyyuxuan] screamed.

At this time, Wang Hao's senior official crushed the man to death: We are all grasshoppers on the same rope. If we pounce on you, don't think about it.

right! These foul gods were the first to be recruited by Wang Hao, and before the final battle, they were also tied to the thief ship of the Galactic Order Council.

[God of Tulip] first yelled: No! Boss, wait! We were originally a bunch of nerds, we loved playing games, we sat at home, and the pot came from the sky. We were pulled to [Save the Galaxy] In business.

[Jun Muqi]: We really can't do it! Look at the fat on my waist, I look like a hero.

[Rainy Night Black Cat]: That's right! This is a burden that a little girl can't bear.

A group of filthy gods are cowarding and howling in all kinds of ways, Wang Hao wants to destroy this group of runaway waste.

After finally holding back, Wang Hao said in a threatening cold voice: What do you want?

[Junchen Tianya] Betrayed by some filthy gods, he kicked out of the queue, and said with a tingling scalp, We are for the country...

Let's get to the point! Wang Hao's heart is full of swords. Not here, but on Earth.

Ahem! This...we mean...add money!

He...tui! The heroes of the players spat on the spot in disgust.

The dirty gods shrank their heads and tried to show generosity, but unfortunately failed. Especially [Junchen], it's probably Guixian who visits a cat movie store, and he can't be serious.

At this time, Wang Hao will definitely not be stingy with the few small coins: If it can be useful, you are the same as other player heroes. After this battle, each of you will receive a bonus of one million soft sister coins after tax!

Thank you, boss!

Boss is awesome!

A group of filthy gods rejoiced.

Of course, the player hero next to him immediately had a different voice, [Chu Jiayun] howled dryly: The boss is so confused——

They are just talking, player heroes have another set of compensation standards.

It is one thing to be willing to enter the pit, but another to be subsidized. No one wants to die on the street for the sake of ideals. If you die too much, it will not only be as simple as losing your morals, but you will become a vegetable or a mindless walking dead in minutes. I can do this for my ideals, but what about my family?

Now that he knows that Wang Hao is a big dog with a lot of money, the compensation and bonuses are of course a lot.

In case of accidental death in battle, there will be at least five million soft sister coins as a pension.

Theoretically, those who have the ability to slaughter a hegemony-level anti-king will have a bonus of 100 million soft sister coins. Cough cough, the [Junchen Tianya] who was forced by Wang Hao to take credit before doesn't count.

No one has verified the saying that money can make ghosts grind, but it is possible to let dirty gods grind.

Wang Hao asked Basatan to step back a little, and immediately let him assist the dirty gods to start invading the spiritual sea of ​​the overlord heroes whose souls were bound.

Mental pollution or spiritual intrusion, the dirty gods are no strangers, the point is that it has always been a one-way spiritual pollution for the weak who are not as mentally powerful as them.

This is like the American Emperor's Dream, where all the good things in the world can be weaved into it, and it becomes another matter to do it yourself.

Not this time!

Overlord level rarely has a certain attribute that is particularly low, and the spiritual attribute is definitely not bad. After all, a weak-willed guy will never achieve great things, and it is unlikely to become the overlord who dominates the world.

They can only contact the spiritual sea of ​​one of the overlords in a way similar to [Dream].

Don't be afraid, let's go together. [Junchen Tianya] didn't notice at all, his teeth were chattering, and even his voice was trembling.

Well, after doing this vote, I will be beautiful as a flower for the rest of my life when I go back. [Rainy Night Black Cat] accidentally set another Flag.

Most of the dirty gods were so nervous that no one noticed.

They sat together in the strongest magic circle in the fortress, each with a chair. The surrounding lights were bright, but they felt that the surrounding light was rapidly dimming, as if shrouded in a layer of black mist.

At first, I could clearly see the fine pattern on the golden handle of the door ten meters away, but only the outline could be seen behind it. After a few seconds, it seemed that it was so dark that only a few people around me could be seen.

The vision becomes blurred, but the influence in the mind becomes clear.

A forest appeared in front of him, and the thick darkness grew like vines, swarming up from all directions. The filthy gods sensed something was wrong, and immediately started to stir up trouble.

[Xuanhu Shou] tremblingly said: What's going on?

Stupid! [Jun Muqi] with a mature look: The first point of mental attack—don't get caught up in messy things.

[God of Tulip] As the second general of Hehe, he immediately said: Don't arouse the master's vigilance and confrontational awareness. Try to sneak into the deep consciousness as much as possible, and look for the guy who is exactly the same as the master or has a similar shape.