In the dungeon, Gulen, who was absorbing Guzman's spiritual energy with all his heart, was filled with anger.
He was absorbing the critical moment now, and was suddenly interrupted. How could he bear it?
Suddenly feeling uneasy, he could only glance coldly at Guzman, who was extremely weak on the ground, and stood up angrily.
"Didn't I say, don't bother me no matter what!?"
Before Gu Lun could have his attack, the next second he saw his subordinate troll's face look sad and he spoke with difficulty:
"Sir, we all guessed wrong! That human being, that human being has already rushed into 6,000 people! The great elder orders you to go see him immediately!"
"What!?"
It was as if he couldn't believe the news he heard. It wasn't until his subordinates unfolded the rankings that Gu Lun was shocked and almost lost his balance.
How is that possible!? Wasn’t that kid arrested? Wasn’t he only level four!?
He was not only shocked by Lin An's performance, but also realized what he was going to face next!
(Damn it! If that guy continues to advance in the rankings, then based on his relationship with Guzman, wouldn’t I be...!?)
Before Gurun could subconsciously look back at Guzman, who was unconscious and on the verge of death on the ground, a rapid sonic boom almost shattered the dungeon, but in the blink of an eye, several auras comparable to star-shattering stars pressed towards him!
"High Priest! This is Guzmán!"
Crowds gathered.
Gu Lun looked up in surprise and saw a high priest who was thin and completely different from the burly figure of most trolls. He was looking at him with cold eyes at this moment.
Without giving him a chance to speak, as if he had directly seen through what Gu Lunzhong was thinking, the high priest walked over indifferently. The pressure on his body was firmly directed at him, as if if he made any abnormal move, he would be killed on the spot!
"You'd better pray that Guzman can be saved. Otherwise, it will be your turn to be eaten..."
The two of them crossed each other, ignoring Gu Lun's pale face. After the high priest finished speaking, he sneered, gave him one last look, and then left with Guzman.
Although he was only following orders, and with his special status, no one deserved his care. But he could see at a glance what Gu Lun had done, and he felt that it was too much. Absorbing the power of his own race, although it was
The great elder tacitly approved it, but it is considered taboo among the troll clan! If Guzman is really a traitor, then of course he can be treated in this way.
But if not, or even being slandered and forced to this point, it would be different.
Seeing everyone looking at him with pity before leaving, Gu Lun trembled all over. With his thinking ability, he naturally thought of why!
Damn! Why!? Why is that damn human still alive!
But no matter how angry he is, Gu Lun also knows that his top priority now is to immediately admit his mistake to the great elder! Of course, maybe he can also find some problems and "save" his own life?
"Impossible, there must be something wrong somewhere! How could my judgment be wrong!"
"Virtual space...yes, I want to see the great elder. There must be a problem on the battlefield. There must be something wrong inside!"
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Starlight virtual space.
Almost as soon as they stepped into the space, Gu Hong and others heard a lot of voices discussing the Creator Alliance.
Lin An's performance was so amazing that at this moment, the attention of the Creator Alliance, which ranked more than 6,000 people, briefly surpassed that of the God of Heaven.
After all, compared to the odds of one to one point for the top ten teams, the odds of Lin An's League of Creators are still around a hundred times! In the face of such astonishing profits, no civilization would be tempted!
It’s just that we have too little information about the Creator Alliance, and most civilizations are hesitant. Of course, it is obvious that as long as an advanced civilization stands up and is willing to take a gamble, other civilizations will definitely follow suit and place bets!
"Have the statistics been calculated!?"
"How many more do you have on hand?"
No longer doubting that Lin An had a problem, the Great Elder also showed the qualities expected of a fifth-level peak person.
Especially when he heard a large number of star-destroying people around him arguing fiercely about what the Creator Alliance was all about, and knowing that he had first-hand information, he felt his heart beating so hard!
Everyone is analyzing the League of Creators, which is the last player with a very strong star rating.
But he knew that the really strong one was not the battle star at all, but Lin An! It was Lin An who was only at the fourth level!
With the advantage of his status as a divine being, he could imagine that as long as Lin An maintained his current combat power, his future ranking would be stable at one thousand, or even one hundred, which was a certainty!
"Great Elder! Our total points now are about 7,400 points, of which 3,000 points are reserves, redeemed for safe time, and the remaining 4,000 points are exchanged for strategic resources required for the defense line. In other words, the points we can use now
There are only 400 points left. If you include personal points, you can probably make up about 1,000 points!"
"It's just... Great Elder, if all these thousand points are pressed forward, if something goes wrong, we may not even have a way out!"
Nervously calculating the points that the entire troll clan could use, the Star-Destroying Troll in charge of logistics gave a bitter smile, regretting that they were under too much pressure!
Perhaps it is difficult for Lin An to imagine that a troll civilization with hundreds of star destroyers and three silver-star fifth-level peaks has less than 10,000 points in total! There is no way, the bigger the civilization, the better the survivors.
The more, the more points you can use to maintain safe time!
No matter how hard the entire fifth level of the troll clan worked to complete the mission, their final income could not even make ends meet, and they could only barely support themselves like dancing on the tip of a knife.
Listening to his subordinate's report, Gu Hong's originally excited heart seemed to have been poured cold water on his head, and his face suddenly turned ugly.
Is there only one thousand?
Although according to the current odds, the thousand points are given to Lin An, once the bet is right, the rewards will be horrifying to the point of exaggeration. But the odds of one hundred and four times require Lin An to reach the top!
In his judgment, perhaps the safest way is to directly reduce the number of thousand to one thousand, or to be bolder, the first one hundred! In this case, the rate of return drops directly to 1:13. Although he can still earn a full 13,000
Thousand points, including the 500 points Guzman invested before, their final profit was enough.
But..
What if, what if something goes wrong?
Of course, if Lin An was still ranked around 40,000 before, then if he topped the top 100, the return rate would be a hundred times! But they have missed that opportunity!
Regretful in his heart, at this moment, he wished he could go back in time and slap Gu Lun to death!
That self-righteous fool really caused them misery!
"Great Elder! Don't hesitate!"
"Some civilizations have already started placing bets! If you delay any longer, the odds will change! And if Mr. Lin An rushes forward some more, it will be too late by then!"
Seeing that Gu Hong was hesitating again, although he knew that the Great Elder had to consider the survival of the entire troll civilization, the pressure was huge. But after missing two times in a row, Gu Yanshan could not care about his own identity and was almost crying.
"Great Elder!!"
"A hundred or a thousand, or number one!? If we wait any longer, we won't even be able to keep up with the hot stuff!"
"Believe in that one for once! Guzman risked his life, don't we even have this courage!? As long as we win, we will be saved!"
Maybe he was touched by Gu Yanshan's last words.
Gu Hong suddenly raised his head and stared at the message representing Lin An on the ranking list.
"Okay, I will believe him once! One thousand points, no... two thousand points, one thousand points to bet that he can win one thousand! The remaining one thousand points, bet that he will make one hundred!"
After the words fell, Gu Hong cast the points directly without hesitation.
The next second, after seeing two thousand more bets on the back of the creator civilization, he seemed to be in a state of collapse, staring at the rankings without daring to blink.
To be honest, he was really scared. He was afraid that Lin An would die as soon as he made the decision!
It just seemed like luck had finally arrived.
Just a few seconds after he placed the bet, the ranking information representing Lin An jumped again!
