Seeing the two players disappear into white light, Yan Guiren's expression shifted. Suddenly, he turned around and looked at the spot that was supposed to be empty. A few meters away, there was a figure standing there.
The man was wearing a black suit, his hair was brown, his face was handsome, his eyes sharp, and his body radiated a wild presence.
"War God of Hell, we meet again." Yan Guiren said.
Simon replied, "You shouldn't have appeared before them."
"It was you who sent them away?" Yan Guiren asked.
Simon didn't answer his question. He just said what he wanted to say. "Whether you did it intentionally or not, as long as I find out that you're trying to reveal anything that they shouldn't know … then, they won't be the only ones who have to leave."
"Your real body is in a different world that is even higher than heaven." Yan Guiren turned around to avoid eye contact. "You are just like them, you are just a projection. Even someone like you wants to fight with me? "
"Stupid question." Simon's attitude was always condescending. "My shadow will not be weaker than the projection that was born with the help of the Saint Demon Embryo."
"Is that so?" Yan Guiren was fearless as he turned around.
The two were ready to fight. The battle between the War God of Misery and the number one of hell was about to start.
"Hehehe … calm down." A burst of creepy laughter cut in. Another man in a black suit appeared between the two. Woody pushed up his glowing glasses and said with a smile, "Warrior Yan, you have to understand, hehehe … we are on official business."
Yan Guiren saw Woody appear and stopped talking. He turned to leave silently as if he did not want to say anything more.
After he left, Woody continued with a smile, "Simon, you are the judge, you can't just come here because you want to fight with someone stronger …"
"It was you who allowed Feng Bujue to come to this world at such a low level?" Simon cut him off. "Or … the 'system' that you built is getting harder and harder to control?"
"Aiyaya … Haha … It seems like no matter what I say, it's my fault." Woody's answer was equivalent to not answering.
"You want the person that you have chosen to get the sorcery weapon earlier than the one that Vincent has placed his bet on, right?" Simon did not wait for Woody's answer. He scoffed. "Humph … you sure know how to play tricks."
"Since you've seen through me, I don't have to explain anything." Woody shrugged. "Thank you for coming here."
"If I find out about your little tricks again, I'll kill you just like how I deal with the other small fries," Simon said. He never joked …
"Hehehe … Thank you for showing mercy." Woody smiled. "By the way, the kid that you have your eyes on … Phantom Dawn, is currently competing with several experts in the Killing Game. Even though you are the judge and have not placed any bets, but … hehe … do you want to go take a look?"
"No need." Simon squinted at Woody and said without looking back, "A battle of this level can't even be considered cricket fighting."
…
At the same time, in another Killing Game scenario …
In the ruins of a city, a fierce battle had started. The two parties involved were the strongest fighting force in Thriller Paradise.
On the side of the 3v3 were three of the Four Heavenly Kings of Brahma, Vishnu, Brahma, and Yamaraja. They were ranked third to fifth on the player's individual combat ranking.
On the other side were three from Regulation. They were Fearless Champion, who was ranked eighth on the combat ranking, Meng Jingchan, who was ranked ninth, and the strongest player at the top, Phantom Dawn.
The three from Brahma were all level twenty-six. They wore the same uniform, and the style was similar to the military uniform of a major. The main color was dark blue and dark gray. The badge of Brahma appeared on the outside of their left arm. The symbol looked like a solar eclipse, and the word 'Brahma' floated in gold before the symbol.
Vishnu looked like a man in his twenties. He had short black hair, average height, well-proportioned muscles, and good looks. His title was Nine-Faced Phantom Armor.
Brahma looked several years older than him. His hair was down, and he had stubble on his chin. His body was similar to Long Aomin's, and his title was Sun and Moon Snatcher.
The one with the nickname Yama was a female player. She was about the same age as her teammates. She had a slender figure, and her hair reached her neck. Blue bangs fell before her forehead, covering half of her face. The half of her face that was exposed was as fair as jade. Her facial features were beautiful, and her title was Xing Suo.
On Regulation's side, their badge was a white scale against a sea blue background, and their uniform was a white coat that was draped over their shoulders. The rest of the outfit could be matched freely. This white coat was a rather unique outfit. When it was purchased, it had the traditional Chinese word 'Justice' written on the back. After purchasing it, the player could change the word once, and at most, it could be changed to four words. Moreover, this costume did not occupy the "top" column, but was counted as an "accessory" because it could only be "draped" over and could not be "worn".
Of course, this outfit was very expensive. It cost 500,000 Game Coins, and it was almost as expensive as a set. However, it still sold well. First, each member of Regulation had one, and they would change the word 'Justice' on the back to 'Regulation' as their uniform. Secondly, there were a lot of players (obviously, they were all men) who wanted to look cool. They didn't hesitate to wear a beginner's uniform and put a white coat on their back. Then, they changed the words to something like "I, the Unique and Righteous", which made others not know whether to laugh or cry.
Back to the three members of Regulation …
Brave One was fearless. He wore a white suit pants under the coat. He had a handsome appearance, and he had short hair. His title was Spear Hero. Even though he was the first player to reach level twenty during the closed beta, during the open beta, the mission given to him by the studio was not to level up. Therefore, he was currently the same level as the other three, twenty-six. It was worth mentioning that … after one day of open beta, his ranking on the combat ability ranking had dropped from sixth to eighth.
Meng Jingchan, twenty-five years old. He was neither fat nor skinny. He had a simple and honest face. His hair was fluffy and parted in a 3-7 split. He was level twenty-one, and his title was Cold Killer. He was one of the main players who joined Regulation during the open beta. Jiang Hu had 'Laughing Blade', and Regulation had a similar group called 'Drunken Dream'. Meng Jingchan was one of them.
His level could be said to reflect the strength of Regulation's intelligence foundation. With the support of equipment, financial resources, and information, the top players of Regulation only needed twenty-four hours in real life to catch up with the forty-eight hours gap in the closed beta.
However, other than the cloak given by the club, Meng Jingchan was only wearing the beginner's outfit. It gave people the feeling that … this guy was very short on Game Coins. At the same time, he was holding some unnecessary consumables in his hands (similar to the potato chips that Xiao Tan bought for the players). He also had a cigarette in his right hand and a bottle of beer in his left.
At this point, it should be clear to everyone that Meng Jingchan had three hobbies: smoking, drinking, and perming his hair.
There was a song to prove it: To be a god, to ride a crane, to turn stone into gold, to perming hair, to drink, to smoke ~
Lastly, there was Phantom Dawn. He was the youngest star player since Regulation was formed, and he could be said to be a combat genius.
In this world, everyone had something they were good at, but not everyone had the chance to show off their strength. This was a matter of luck. Take Feng Bujue as an example. If he was born in the Republic of China, perhaps he would have been able to get into the Ministry of Education. At the very least, he would have been able to become a writer for a newspaper. He would have been able to write cynical articles and make some shocking public statements, criticizing the government and the public, but he would not have had to worry about food and clothing. He would have had at least two wives. One would have been a lady from a rich family, and the other would have been his student, the kind who was at least ten years younger than him. Of course … these were all hypotheses. Unfortunately, Feng Bujue had been born in an era where the law was perfect, society was harmonious, and culture was improving, so he could only write novels to earn money.
The same logic applied to Phantom Dawn. If he had been born in a world of swords and magic, or a world of magic and fighting spirit, he would have been a master with a bright future ahead of him. Unfortunately, he had been born on Earth, and he had been born into a very peaceful era.
Therefore, it was better to leave the fighting and killing to the virtual reality game.
Phantom Dawn was currently level 22. Even though he had been ordered off from work by his team leader on the second night of the closed beta, the server had been shut down the next morning, so he had not lost that much game time.
When the open beta started, he had been level 15, and now, twenty hours had passed in real life, so it was only natural that he had reached this level. In reality, as a professional player and a star player of Regulation, Phantom Dawn's leveling speed could be considered 'slacking'. Even Meng Jingchan, who had only been level 1 when the open beta started, was already level 21, and he was only level 22.
But … even though his level was four levels lower than the other three, Phantom Dawn was still at the top of the player combat ranking. This explained many things.
In the game, he had set his hairstyle to fiery red long hair. Under his white coat, he wore a black camouflage uniform. His body was thin and weak, and he wasn't very tall. Looking at his body shape, he was no different from an average youth who wasn't even twenty years old.
However, the system had determined that in terms of pure combat ability, he was the strongest player, and it had given him an unforgettable title, Fear Spreader.
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