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Chapter 1210

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Sock tried her best to suppress the sound of her breathing. There was a reason why she chose to escape here.

Fifty meters away, there was a bear trap that she had personally dug. The pit was four meters deep, six meters long and three meters wide, and sharpened stakes were inserted at the bottom.

There was only a thin plank in the middle that Sock could walk on. Sock had covered it with mud so that it couldn't be seen from the outside. If Zhang Heng followed her footprints, he would be doomed if he took one wrong step. Even if he didn't make a mistake, every step he took on the thin plank would be useless.

That plank was carefully selected by Sock, and it was just enough to bear her weight. With Zhang Heng's weight, the plank would definitely break if he stepped on it. If that happened, Zhang Heng would still fall into the trap and end up with his stomach cut open.

As if to prove Sock's assumption, the next moment, she really heard the sound of the plank breaking. Something had fallen into the trap!

A glint of excitement flashed in Sock's vicious and cold eyes. However, she wasn't in a hurry. Instead, she poked half of her head out from behind the rock and took a quick look outside. After confirming that Zhang Heng wasn't nearby, she finally calmed down.

Holding her hunting rifle, she approached the trap step by step, ready to check her prey. However, all she saw was a stone.

A dumbfounded look appeared on Sauk's face. At the same time, she had a bad feeling, but it was already too late. A figure silently jumped down from the tree behind her.

Zhang Heng didn't even fire a shot. All he did was kick Sauk into the trap she dug herself.

Sock's chest, arms, and neck were directly pierced by the sharp stakes below. She died a miserable death.

The next moment, the other players in the wheat field also received a system notification.

[Successfully killed 1 Loki's avatar. Avatars remaining: 3. Loki's strength has been weakened by 20%. You have received 20 points. You can check the character panel for relevant information …]

So far, Zhang Heng had killed two of Loki's avatars, and every time he lost an avatar, Loki's power would be weakened by 10%. In other words, as long as he killed five of Loki's avatars, he would only be left with 50% of his strength.

Of course, Loki with 50% of his strength was still not easy to deal with, but at least it was much better than facing Loki at full strength. So, Zhang Heng wasn't satisfied after killing Sauk. After a simple cleaning up, he returned to the helicopter and continued to move toward Loki's next incarnation.

The murals in Sauk's house also pointed him in the right direction. But before that, he had to find a safe place to send the injured Kratos to.

"Let's go to the medical center. The bullet in her body needs to be taken out immediately," the doctor suggested. "The townspeople evacuated in a hurry. There should be beds, medicine, operating rooms, and medical equipment there. I can operate on her there."

"Alright."

Zhang Heng flew the plane to the hospital, and the third incarnation he was looking for happened to be there.



Loki's expression was very ugly. After all, anyone would be very upset when they suddenly lost 20% of their strength, even in the game. He couldn't help but complain, "What the hell is this rule? I can only watch my avatars get killed one by one, and then it's my turn?"

The little boy shook his head. "You're the one who tampered with the main quest to kill you. The committee once reminded the gods of the dungeon not to enter the game themselves, especially not to participate in the main quest. You see, this is the meaning of the rules."

"Tsk, your long speech sounds to me like you're just finding an excuse to protect player number 07958. Interesting, even you're interested in him?" Loki wasn't angry. Instead, he rubbed his hands excitedly. "Then, the next thing will become more interesting."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Little Boy frowned and said warily. He finally put down the chess piece in his hand and looked at the God of Lies and Tricks.

"Don't worry, I'm just having some fun. You know me, I just can't stay idle. When I see that old bastard Kronos sneaking around, I can't help but feel the itch to do some damage. Well, it can't really be considered as damage. Maybe one day in the future, that guy named Zhang Heng will thank me. Besides, didn't you spend so much effort to gather all the agents together just to see which one of them is more powerful? With this, you can solve the dispute between the gods and cut the cake of the new market. What an old-fashioned method. You don't have any intention at all."

"So?"

"So, I'll do a good deed and help you share some of the workload. This is a very simple thing to begin with. In fact, there's no need to make it so complicated. There's no need to divide it into one, two, three rounds …" Loki said with a look of "I just want to criticize this complicated and tedious bureaucratic mechanism". "There's no need to serve desserts anymore. Just bring the main course to the table and start the carnival!"

Little Boy's face darkened. He finally stood up from the ground. He was only 1.4 meters tall, but when he stood up, his shadow filled the entire room. Under this strong sense of oppression, even Loki looked like he was three inches shorter.

But the latter still had that nonchalant smile on his face. Even a hooded figure with a hidden blade on his arm quietly snuck behind him from the kitchen. In the direction of the bedroom, the real Kratos also walked out with his Leviathan Axe on his back.

Loki whistled. "As far as the welcoming effect is concerned, it's not bad."

Little Boy said calmly, "It's said that Odin once tied you up with your son's intestines and let the vipers spit venom on your face. But I can keep you in my game world forever without these things." "I don't doubt this.

"I don't doubt that. You're currently the most powerful new God, and there's no doubt that you can do whatever you want to me. But I believe that you won't do that," Loki said with a smile. "Don't forget that I'm the boss of this dungeon. Without me, the players won't have any monsters to fight. You can't possibly send your muscleman and assassin to replace me. Although it's not impossible, it's like dipping lychees in sesame oil. It's completely out of taste, okay?"

"Other than that," Loki paused and laughed even more happily. He spread his hands and said, "Even if you force me to stay, it's useless. What's going to happen will still happen. By the way, even you know that the game organizing committee was set up with the gods. Don't tell me you think I'm still working alone?

"Although my ally's mental state is not too normal, he is a very diligent and good person. He has basically done all the preparatory work. As for me, I just helped him a little bit during this period. I mainly used my own smart brain to formulate and perfect the plan for him. But the next step is out of my control. I'm just a spectator who prepared my own bench and melon seeds."

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