"That's absolutely right. It called my real name, and I immediately surrendered to it. It's really disappointing." The man sighed.
While he was speaking, Wu Xiaode glanced at the Book of the Dead.
I saw two lines of small ice crystal characters displayed on the page:
"The target is pure undead, without any other impurities or spells."
"——Dead people have no use value."
Wu Xiaode felt relieved and spoke to the man opposite:
"Now you have two choices. One is to die and then report to the kingdom of death;"
"The second option is to come back alive, stand on my side, and find an opportunity to take revenge."
The man thought for a few breaths, shook his head and said:
"It's useless, it's too strong, it can control everything about me just by calling me, so the only thing I can do is to die -"
"At least it won't be used by it again."
Wu Xiaode nodded secretly.
As expected of the king of the elves, he could immediately see through the essence of the problem.
"You're right, it can control everything about you just by calling your real name, but what if it doesn't know who you are?" Wu Xiaode said.
The man was confused; "What do you mean-"
Wu Xiaode said: "As you can see, the world I set actually has an extremely important main attribute. Anyone can guess it at a glance. It is a 'game'."
"Yes, the world you set is indeed a 'game'." The man agreed.
"When a world is set as a 'game', in its final stage, there are generally three necessary nodes. Do you know what they are?" Wu Xiaode asked.
The man thought for a while and said: "It should be 'passed', 'defeated', 'do it again'."
"Absolutely correct, worthy of being the king of elves."
Wu Xiaode clapped his hands and tossed a coin.
The coin flew through the long dark void, slowly landed in front of the man, and was caught in his hand.
"If you want to die, you will be defeated. I won't stop you."
"But if you want revenge, just throw a coin into the void."
"When this world was set up as a game, it had the property of 'do it again'. It was in me, and now I give it to you."
"If you decide to fight again, then your identity will change and you will completely obey my command——"
"Otherwise it will be erased."
"Please think carefully before making a decision."
Wu Xiaode slowly disappeared into the darkness.
Only the Elf King still stood silently.
He looked at the coin in his hand and thought for a long time, and suddenly there was anger in his eyes.
"I am the king of the elves, but I was captured as a slave. I lost my mind and worked for others. How can I not avenge this shame?"
"If I could get revenge..."
He stretched out two slender fingers and flicked the coin into the void.
Ding!
A slight sound.
In an instant, a spotlight emerged from the darkness and shone directly on him.
Explosive and exciting electronic music sounded.
Amidst countless cheers, a rich male voice shouted crazily:
"ue!!!"
A note filled with small words appeared in front of the Elf King.
"In order to guard against the enemy's back-up moves... countermeasures..."
He looked at these small words carefully, chanted softly, and quickly read all the contents.
Immediately afterwards.
A box appeared in front of him. When he opened it, he found a neat set of armor and weapons inside.
The King of Elves put on his battle armor, held the Crescent Moon Sword, and then put on his mask to hide his appearance.
"I'm ready."
he said.
——After putting on the mask, my voice seemed to have changed.
The surrounding darkness gradually faded away.
The King of Elves found himself standing in a magnificent palace.
The hall is 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.
"Excuse me, are you the quartermaster of the city defense army?" a professional asked cautiously.
——What kind of person is the King of Elves? After reading the note, he knew what he should do.
"Hmph, a wanderer like you has no right to talk to me."
The King of Elves said disdainfully.
Those professionals were all stunned.
One of the professionals said: "Sir, we are here to donate military supplies and money."
"Ah, welcome, powerful heroes, what do you want to donate? Soul power? Will power? Merit? Or treasure?" The King of Elves immediately changed his tone of respect.
"I want to see what good things the military has first." Another professional said.
"Just take a look, there may be something you want, but I want to remind you that only heroes who have an extremely close relationship with our city defense army and have a high reputation in our camp can obtain our equipment." The King of Elves said.
Several professionals nodded silently.
prestige--
Many games have this link.
When your reputation is high, you can obtain exclusive high-quality equipment from a certain camp in the game.
They dispersed and walked around among the armors, weapons, gems, skill books, and war horse summons.
A professional whispered:
"The things here are very sophisticated and are several levels higher than the rewards you get from doing tasks outside."
Another professional also said: "Everyone please keep it secret and don't tell others. We must seize the time to increase the reputation of this place."
Everyone nodded.
"But I don't have much soul power left." Another professional said in distress.
"No way, I remember that your soul power is the highest among us." His companion said in surprise.
The professional snapped his fingers.
I saw a line of cool and colorful small words appearing above his head:
"The best summoner in the world, the supreme, the leading brother."
Several other people looked at this name and all exclaimed in amazement.
"How much soul power did you spend!" said the companion with jealousy.
"But now I'm not as fast as you," the leader sighed, "I can't handle the tasks here. It seems that you will get better equipment than me.
Several companions were a little jealous at first, but then they reacted.
yes.
All his soul power and money have been spent, now it's our turn to steal the show!
While everyone pretended to comfort him, they walked up to the "quartermaster" and began to pay soul power and money to refresh their reputation.
finally.
When everyone's reputation changed from "average" to "familiar", the quartermaster really opened his mouth and said:
"Please go outside the city and help our city defense army resist the invasion of bandits. After that, you can choose an exclusive piece of equipment for our city defense army."
"good!"
Everyone had been waiting for this moment, so they immediately responded and quickly left the hall and headed outside the city.
——The leading brother was the only one left, standing lonely in the hall.
"Friend, why are you here alone?" the quartermaster looked at him and asked.
The leader gave a wry smile and said: "I probably can't donate any military supplies, and I can't accept the mission. It seems that I will be left behind by them this time."
"No, you have such a great title. I can also see that your strength is far beyond that of ordinary people." the quartermaster said.
The big brother who took the lead cheered up.
What the other party said seemed to have a different meaning.
Could it be that...the identity triggered some special plot?
"Do you see any use for me?" he asked respectfully.
"Of course, how can a master like you be trained as an ordinary professional? I have a special mission here. Take it, go out, open it and have a look." The quartermaster handed over an envelope.
"Thank you for your kindness."
The elder brother who took the lead took the envelope, bowed, hurried out of the hall, found a deserted corner, and opened the letter.
I saw a line of words written on the letter paper:
"Congratulations to 'Brother taking the lead' for officially launching the pvp mode."
"From now on, you can attack other professionals."
"Please increase the number of enemy kills to 500 within five hours."
"Complete this PVP mission, your city defense army's reputation will be upgraded to 'Loved by Ten Thousand People', and you will receive a mysterious exclusive title, mount, and weapon."
The big brother who took the lead glanced at it and felt his blood boiling.
"I have killed more than 500 people..."
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
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