The Elf King put on armor, held the crescent sword, and then put on the mask to cover up his appearance.

"I'm ready."

He said.

——After putting on the armor, it seemed that the voice of my own speech also changed.

The darkness around gradually fades away.

The Elf King found himself standing in a magnificent palace.

The hall was filled with various treasures.

——These treasures are not real treasures, but things that can be called treasures in this game.

The door slowly opened.

Several professionals walked in.

"May I ask, are you the quarres officer of the City Defense Force?" a professional asked cautiously.

——What a character the King of Elf is? After reading the note, you will know what to do.

"Hmph, a wanderer like you is not qualified to talk to me."

The Elf King said disdainfully.

Those professions were stunned.

One of the professions said: "Your Excellency, we are here to donate military supplies and money."

"Ah, welcome, powerful heroes, what do you want to donate? Soul power? Vow power? Merit? Or treasure?" The Elf King immediately changed his respectful tone.

"I want to see what good things the military has first." said another professional.

"Look at it casually, maybe there are what you want, but I want to remind you that only heroes who are extremely close to our city defense force and have a high reputation in our camp can obtain our equipment." The King of Elfs.

Several professionals nodded silently.

prestige--

Many games have this link.

With a high reputation, you can obtain exclusive excellent equipment from a certain camp in the game.

They each scattered and circled around the armor, weapons, gems, skill books, and war horse summons.

A professional whispered:

“The things here are very good, several levels higher than the rewards you get when doing tasks outside.”

Another professional also said: "Please keep it confidential and don't tell others. We must seize the time and make the reputation here."

Everyone nodded.

"But my soul power is not much." Another professional said distressedly.

"No, I remember that your soul power is the highest among us." His companion said in surprise.

The profession snapped his fingers.

A line of cool and cool colored small characters appeared above his head:

"The world's number one summoner, supreme, leader."

The other people were all amazed when they looked at the name of this industry.

"!How much soul power have you spent!" The companion said jealously.

"But now it's not as fast as you," the leader sighed, "I can't handle the mission here anymore. It seems that you will get better equipment than me.

Several companions were originally a little jealous, but then they reacted again.

yes.

His soul power and money have been spent, and now it is our turn to cool off!

While pretending to comfort him, everyone walked to the "junketball officer" and began to pay their soul power and money to refresh their reputation.

finally.

When the reputation of the public changed from "ordinary" to "familiar", the junket officer indeed spoke:

"Please go outside the city to help our city defense force resist the invasion of robbers. After the matter is completed, you can choose an exclusive equipment from our city defense force."

"good!"

Everyone was waiting for this moment, and immediately responded, quickly left the hall and headed out of the city.

——The only one who led the leader was left, standing lonely in the hall.

"Friend, why are you here alone?" the qualifier asked looking at him.

The leader smiled bitterly and said, "I probably can't afford any military supplies, nor can I receive that task. It seems that they will be left behind this time."

"No, you have such a great title, I can also see that your strength is far beyond that of ordinary people." said the junta official.

The leader was excited.

What the other party said seemed to have a different meaning.

Could it be...what special plot triggered by identity?

"Do you see if there is anything that can be used with me?" he asked respectfully.

"Of course, how can a master like you be trained as an ordinary pro? I have a special task here. Take it, go out, open it and take a look." The quarconian handed over an envelope.

"Thank you for your Kang Qing."

The leader took the envelope, bowed, hurried out of the hall, found a corner without anyone, and opened the letter.

I saw a line of words written on the letter paper:

"Congratulations to 'leader' for officially opening the PVP mode."

"From now on, you can attack other pros."

"Please increase the number of kills to 500 within five hours."

"Complete this PVP mission, your city defense force reputation will be upgraded to 'loved by ten thousand people' and will be awarded the mysterious exclusive title, mount, and weapon."

The leader saw his blood boiling after a glance.

"I have killed more than 500 people...!"

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!