Players Please Respect Yourself

   Chapter 493 [The Seven Dances of the Dead Sea] (1 more)

   In fact, what Naga teaches players is how to use their talents, communicate elements directly with their minds, and control the elements of ice. After all, there is no serious ice master in Abyss City.

   Originally, Wang Hao got a magic book and gave it to Parana, but it was not an orthodox human magic book.

   A small group of players with outstanding talent learned magic through this very primitive 'teaching'.

   has a specialization in ice, and suddenly shines in such a battle.

   Looking at his clones, big and small, being bombarded by the magic of the fish, shrimp, crab, and crab that suddenly appeared, turned into popsicles and then finished, Glaki was a little anxious.

   Ice and fire elements are the natural enemies of its slug clone.

   Roasting in a fierce fire is of course dead.

  The ice system is equally terrifying - many people climb the snowy mountains, why do most of them have to amputate their toes when they find their toes are black? That's because most of the cells in the toes are dead. The extreme low temperature turned the water in the cells into spikes, like a hedgehog poking out from the inside out, puncturing each cell to death.

   Destruction at the cellular level naturally leads to the necrosis of the main body.

   However, even if there are many puddles around and it is convenient to cast spells, the Land Abandoned by God is after all the sweltering **** that is 30 to 40 degrees Celsius in the daytime all the year round, and the sky prevents a series of water systems to exist.

   It seems that players like [Q Chat Wushuang] who can practice intermediate magic by themselves are very few.

   Compared with the amount of blood brought back by sucking life, Glaki can still accept the loss caused by being attacked by the Ice Mage.

  Geraki fought back!

   Counterattack from two levels simultaneously.

  【Humble mortal! You don't know anything about the greatness of the ruler——] The arm that was left of the Demon God's bone swung violently. Suddenly, from the surrounding wet ground, skeleton beasts continued to drill out.

   didn't shake off the wet soil on his body, these guys like underground giants, just like this, they pounced on the player mage who kept killing the slugs.

   Those bones have no fixed size, some are only the size of a human body, and some are two or three stories high.

  Perhaps they have long lost their signature tentacles because they have been dead for so many years. From the iconic jagged jaws above their skulls, that should be where the tentacles used to hang. Likewise, it lost its wings, which prevented it from flying.

  All, can not erase its terrible aggression.

   A tortoise man tried to block his powerful attack with a shield block, and the European server failed miserably. Even if the tendons and muscles were lost, the sharp claws exuding a green light easily shredded the 5mm thick pig iron skin like cutting butter.

   Together with the tortoise man's elbow, half of his body, and even a piece of the tortoise shell on his back, all disappeared in this slap. A large amount of finely chopped flesh splattered five meters away.

   That player didn't know where he was wrong until he died.

  Thousands of skeleton soldiers rushed into the player's line like this, harvesting the player's life as if they were unparalleled.

   On the other hand, the spiritual pollution that had already turned into substance and was chaotic like mud was pouring out towards Wang Hao like a flood from the Yellow River.

   Really want to accept all the orders, Wang Hao estimates that he will fall into the desperate situation of whether to eat [Chocolate-flavored] or [Chocolate-flavored Xiang].

  Fortunately, it is better to be happy when you are alone.

   A circle of black water waves swayed in front of Wang Hao's spiritual sea.

   Almost all players have received such a system prompt.

  [The evil **** Glaki launched an indiscriminate spiritual blow on all Atlantis warriors, the following is a demonstration of the spiritual pollution...]

   Players immediately saw a lot of Picasso-like chaotic pictures in the small window.

   [The following (mental attack) is likely to trigger the player's photosensitive reaction. The system will monitor the player's mental reaction. If the reaction is intense, the system will kick the player out on its own. If the player feels uncomfortable, they can shout (exit), or click the exit button in the upper right corner of their will. 】

The    system also has a prompt marked in bold red: [This is a test function for the studio, players can choose not to accept it. If you don't accept it, you can still get some merits. If you accept it, you can get 3,000 prestige points and 8,000 merit points...]

   It seems that Wang Hao has prepared a retreat for the players, and it’s fine to say that you don’t participate.

   Actually, this **** is like a pop-up window on the computer screen [Do you want to understand the meaning of life? ], knowing that this is mostly a pit, still a lot of people will click the mouse to enter, and then they will be loaded with a lot of junk page games and end games into the computer, and the web page will be kidnapped.

   To die is human nature!

   Not to mention Europe and the United States.

There is a reason why    has a small population of foreigners.

   Then, of course, a lot of European and American players shared Glaaki’s spiritual pollution.

   On the surface, they are treated equally, and the pictures are similar. In fact, the dose of European and American players is three times that of national server players!

   Finally, I experienced the mental attack of the restraint system in person. I don’t know how many old beauty cheered and climaxed one after another.

  The tens of thousands of people together with Wang Hao carried the mental pollution, Wang Xun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey! I'm really afraid of getting some pretty young ladies across from me to contaminate me. Then what should I do when I really can't control it?" Wang Hao silently clenched the roll in his arms that was made by the demon queen's painter. The picture album, it is a picture album of [The Beaten King vs. Zombies].

   I'm sorry, it's an indescribable slap scene between Leviathan's beaten king and zombies.

   Vomit!

   Look once and vomit once!

   Guaranteed to cure all color ruffians!

   Here, Wang Hao was suffering the main mental attack, and he just fired two shots, so he was a little out of strength. The main task of the attack naturally fell to the heroes.

   But everyone soon discovered that neither physical attacks nor earth-based attacks were effective.

   Those green mucus are like super-fast dividing cancer cells, constantly devouring all living things, and then splitting into more Glaaki clones.

  Kalandiya: "The slime must be eliminated! Otherwise it's endless!"

   At this time, Anubis who arrived suddenly made an opinion: "It's better to use the power of the underworld! Those who avoid death must be punished by the underworld!"

"This……"

   Suddenly, all the scorpion quasi-heroes who were resurrected by Anubis flashed a ghostly image in their minds.

  The dog-headed brother said firmly: "This is the dance of death. As long as the undead are put into the coffin, all existences that violate the laws of death will be returned to death."

   So a very strange scene appeared on the battlefield.

   Those abyss guards from dark elves became the most beautiful cubs on the battlefield.

   They danced the dance of ghosts and animals with strange steps. In groups of seven, one leads the dance and six carry the coffin.

  The lead dancer obviously has death magic, and under the call of his scepter, green slime is constantly being sucked into the coffin from the air.

   As he jumped, he saw the lifeless ashes of mucus flowing out of the hole under the coffin.

  The players were shocked.

  [Malicious 0 Heaven]: "Could it be! This is the legendary [Death in the Seven Dances of the Sea]!?"

  【Luo Cheng 01】: "Brother Hei smiles, life and death are unpredictable!?"

   (end of this chapter)