Players Please Respect Yourself

   Chapter 512

   "Dududu---"

   "Dong Dong Dong——"

  After separating the middle and upper floors of Abyss City with a magical water curtain, the sky-shattering drum music on the upper floor did not affect the business area where the players were located. At most, someone heard a vague sound like tinnitus.

   No one will care about this. How can there be no bands and singers in the bars opened by every player these days?

   Originally, Wang Hao wanted to keep a low profile. After all, he had to hide it from the players. The Demon Empress suggested that there should be a sense of ritual.

  Wang Hao thought about it, and he followed the flow of goodness.

   On the 9 steps from the wall to the lord's palace, every one meter there is an abyss guard or a Hades guard holding a shining spear 45 degrees diagonally upwards.

Amidst the extremely rhythmic drum music, a group of paladins lined up in a line, fully armed, with swords or warhammers hanging from their waists, with their helmets in their left hands, in the thousands of abyss servants. Under his gaze, he walked across the red carpet and walked all the way into the new hall of the Lord's Mansion.

   Northland barbarians, cat people, werewolves, gray dwarves, Naga, humans, each race formed a square formation of about three hundred people, standing by and watching.

   They not only looked at the paladin, but also looked at this great hall, their inner shock was incomparable.

  The newly built hall is modeled after the Parthenon Temple in the Acropolis of Athens, Greece. 46 10.5-meter marble columns surround the lobby.

   If the biggest difference, perhaps it is not a statue of a **** enshrined directly above the lobby, but a black trident.

Watching the more than 2,000 grey dwarves put down all their work and knocked out the majestic pillars in just ten days, and on the roof of the triangular hall, there are countless relief sculptures singing the deep sea on the eaves, Aguang went up the steps in a trance. After that, he stood still and looked at this brand-new hall in a trance.

   "What's the matter?" Long asked.

   "No, it feels like a dream." Aguang smiled.

   "Go in, the line has stopped." Jiarudi reminded in a low voice.

   The three walked into the hall together.

   And most of the paladins waited in line below the main hall.

   In the main hall, it is not the depressing and terrifying black as imagined, but a very normal moiré marble floor. Of course, due to lack of time, the walls are still gray and white, and many relief sculptures will probably be added in the future.

  The lamps used for lighting are basically golden torch sockets obtained from the Scorpion King's lair, but instead of the torches emitting a strong black flame, they are plugged into the magic stone for lighting.

  The kind of soft light like a night pearl, combined with the sunlight pouring into the mountain wall, illuminates the place extremely brightly.

As soon as he entered the hall, what Aguang saw for the first time was not the abyss man sitting on the throne of black water on the ninth steps, but the paladin standing on the right wing below the steps——[Sin Judgment] Tower gram.

  Tucker, who had recovered from his injury, showed a faint smile to Aguang and the others. Their eyes crossed in mid-air, and their soft eyes seemed to shake hands in a friendly manner.

   Everyone has the right to choose!

so……

it is more than words.

  Aguang glanced at the group of heroes and heroines of the original Scorpion Dynasty on the left with his eyes that could not be relieved. After all, he sighed silently, and then raised his head to look at Wang Hao on the throne.

His upright Chinese character face was full of sunshine at all times, he opened his mouth, in a strong baritone voice: "Your Excellency Jason Momoa! All 1018 members of the Paladins are invited to gather here. Hope Your Excellency fulfilled your promise and sent us away."

Wang Hao said in a deep voice, "There's an old saying in my hometown, "It's good to get together and good to go." Only then did the abyss army unite the land abandoned by the gods. Therefore, before parting, if your Excellency [Guide of Light] has any other requests, you can also put forward them together."

  Aguang touched his chin, as if he was thinking: "Then I will take Ubit's head away."

  The reincarnated heroes of the former Scorpion Dynasty did not protest, but looked at A Guang with a surprised look.

   "Yes. I understand Your Excellency's concern. I don't even mind bringing Ubit's staff." Wang Hao snapped his fingers with black metal wrapped fingers.

Karandiya withdrew, and soon followed Tanya, holding out two plates, the black skull that Ubita had lost its lower jaw on, and the one that still had evil spirits lingering even after it had been treated with holy water. A bone staff that emits a ghostly wailing sound.

   Seeing Wang Hao handing over these two things so calmly, Aguang and Brother Long's last hanging hearts quietly let go.

   "Thank you so much!" The three paladin heroes bowed and saluted together.

   "No thanks, it should be." Wang Hao said, raising his hand, and immediately an oval portal with a height of one person emitting a strange golden light opened in front of Ah Guang and the others.

   As soon as the door opened, I immediately felt a dull and deadly breath gushing out from the opposite world.

  Aguang's eyes were a little blurry. He took out a fire attribute magic stone exuding red light, and turned a few circles towards the opposite door in a unique way.

   Just twenty seconds later, there was a 'signal' across the door that only paladins understood.

  Wang Hao tasted it carefully. It was a Morse code made by magic waves, which only paladins understood: "Is that right?"

   "That's right! Thank you again!" This time, Aguang knocked on his left breastplate with his right fist and bowed deeply to Wang Hao.

   This is the choice of the paladin - when Wang Hao heard this request, he was surprised for a long time. Because when he told Aguang that he could use redemption points to send Aguang and the others back to their original world, the paladins first exclaimed in surprise, and then the paladin group had different opinions.

   Only then did Wang Hao know that the guy from Symmetra was really a lunatic.

   In order to prevent the evil crisis that may break out here, and destroy the undead army of the Scorpion King that is likely to sweep across multiple worlds in the [Prophecy], these paladins actually came here using a [one-way ticket]-style portal.

  God, his meow comes and goes.

   These guys never thought of going back if they were alive.

  Wang Hao told them that they could go back, but he scared them.

  [The Galactic Council of Order] is indeed like raising a Gu, but there is still a difference between a Gu worm and a Gu worm. If Ashe is a positive hero seed and the Scorpion King is a villain group, then the paladin is more like an assistant to accompany him.

   Unlike those who are forced to destroy their own small worlds and small planes, paladins are a bit like contract workers of the council. If the paladins can survive until the Overlord is cleared, they have three options.

   The first is what Aguang chose to go on to the next [Land Abandoned by Gods] to fight against the evil existence. When a man uttered the words "The Holy Light will never die, the battle will never cease!", Wang Hao found that all his persuasion was destined to be meaningless.

   In the past two days, the excavator downstairs has been moving iron frequently at noon. The update at noon may be unstable and become night. Anyway, as long as I don't quarrel, I will try my best to code. There's nothing I can do with the excavator on. I can't code a word, and what I code is garbage.

   Also, Aguang's prototype...a bit like the warrior captain in Guaotian. Perhaps because of his position, he was destined to be unable to be accepted as his subordinate, but it did not prevent him from paying respect to such a noble person.

   (end of this chapter)