Players Please Respect Yourself

System prompt: [Host, you took advantage of the opportunity of performing the (Sea Resurrection Ceremony) to steal 10% of Jun Muqi's mental power. The upper limit of the host's mental power is permanently increased by 5 points! Now the host's mental power is 94/104, and the natural recovery rate of mental power is 0.99 points every 5 seconds. 】

That's not the point.

[Host, you have absorbed Jun Muqi's 5 points of morality, and your current morality points are 105/1000. 】

Wang Hao gasped, feeling that he had really come back to life.

The devil's battle armor sounds like it's going to explode!

But how can the things of the Demon King have no side effects when played?

[Silent Abyss Battle Armor Special Effect (Fallen Heart): Putting on the armor will reduce the host's moral level (morality) by 5 points per hour at this stage. Once the moral level falls below a certain level, the host's world view will naturally degenerate, such as thinking that murder, arson, and rape are all reasonable. This cognition will be synchronized with the physical body in reality. 】

It can be said that from the moment you put on [Abyss of Silence], your character will become a demon king step by step.

Unexpectedly, after the sand sculpture player dies once, he can actually pick up morals.

What a pleasant surprise!

A hypothesis, if you attack the player yourself...

not good!

Grass! My thinking really became more and more villainous.

Wang Hao didn't know if his desire would accelerate the degeneration of his soul, otherwise he really wanted to kill all these players ten or eight times.

However, players have their own tendency to die.

Even if Wang Hao doesn't do anything, these guys will play tricks to death.

Sure enough, the players are all leeks!

Wang Hao quickly restrained his delusions. Players are his long-term meal tickets. If he kills players at will, he doesn't have to play this 'game'.

Here, Wang Hao guided Jun Muqi's consciousness and injected it into the body of the intact crayfish.

Jun Muqi's eyeballs rolled, and he resolutely persuaded: "Thank you master for saving your life [Jun Muqi] and be loyal to Master Momoa!"

This is considered effective.

Wang Hao was not annoyed either.

Upper limit of mental strength +1

"Fuck! This baby is scared to death! My roommate is [God of Tulip], that bastard suddenly put a helmet on my head, and as soon as I came in, I saw that I was trampled to death." Jun Muqi's whole shrimp bounced As soon as he turned his head, he yelled strangely: "Tulip, you bastard, I can't finish with you. This game belongs to me!"

A player next to him asked concerned: "How? What is the effect?"

Jun Muqi yelled: "I am stupid, lost experience, I am actually minus 100 points of experience at level 1, and the lord's favorability is -50. And the system prompts that Lord Momoa is in a weak state, and each player can be revived at most every day." 3 times? There is still 30 minutes of [Weakness]. Oh, let alone, I really feel a little weak, like masturbating too much..."

"Pfft!" The player next to him laughed.

Death is weak, this is something that was badly played in online games before, and everyone is not surprised.

Wang Hao, who was pretending to be the big boss of the NPC, pretended not to hear the nagging of these guys, and said coldly: "You humble guy! I will ask you for the last time if you want to be loyal to me. If you refuse, I will grant you eternal death!"

After the words fell, the group of people eating melons and shrimps commotioned again.

"This boss is so unique! Is he an evil sect?"

"Long live the Lich King!"

"By the way, does anyone think this game is smart? You can challenge the boss, and the boss will still get angry."

"The AI ​​in this game is awesome."

"vr is always playing lightsaber cutting cubes and so on, I'm tired of it!"

All kinds of bullshit.

Wang Hao knew that the players couldn't stay idle, so if he ran around with these guys, who knew what would happen.

He determined the direction of the water vapor in the desert, and issued the first task to all players. He pointed at a distance: "Let's go!"

Wang Hao locked on to the target, which was a small oasis two kilometers away. Even though the distance is quite far, he still succeeded in locating it all at once by relying on the Sea Clan's instinctive sense of water vapor.

Normally, it would be a hell of a ride. The sea people are disgusted by this desert, and the water in their bodies is depleted very quickly. He bet that at least half of the pioneers died on the way.

He didn't dare to let the 99 players walk with him. With those short legs, this group of guys would riot within five minutes of walking.

Sighing suddenly in his heart, the players only saw that the new loyal boss made a move.

"Bang!" The left hand, wearing a black metal finger cot, snapped its fingers sonorously.

The melon-eating shrimp stared at the black eyeballs: "Damn it, half of the people in the Milky Way are dead!?"

"Wait, this is..."

A scene that shocked the players happened.

The darkness comparable to the night almost dyed the entire sky with ink, and the black energy beam whistling down from mid-air directly landed on the sand.

There was no such thing as the expected thunderbolt that would blow everyone into pieces.

Instead, the black light went straight down, like a rushing waterfall launching a torrent surf, engulfing Wang Hao and 99 shrimp soldiers, and swept them away into the distance!

Visually, it's a sprawl of darkness.

Perceptually, this is like riding a boat. Instead of being submerged in black water, the players are floating on it. If it weren't for the surrounding scenery that was receding rapidly, they would not have realized that they were moving forward at high speed.

Sitting on the black wave, the players were dumbfounded, and many people's brains were completely blank.

It took me a while to come back to my senses.

"Is this by boat?"

"Our boss is the Demon King, right?"

"Wow! Who cares! Boss 6666!"

This is the skill [Abyss Link] that comes with the demon king armor [Silent Abyss]. Wang Hao prefers to name this trick [Hundred Ghosts at Night].

It can move the armor master and up to 99 servants out in one go. As for how far it can move, it depends on how far Wang Hao's mental strength can last.

Wang Hao spent half of his mental power and finally reached the place

it's dark!

This is very unscientific!

The sun was shining brightly one moment ago, and it could kill Wang Hao and his shrimp soldiers in one breath, but it will be dark in the next second.

It felt like straying from one set to another.

Or maybe God suddenly turned off the lights.

"As expected of the gap between time and space?" Wang Hao sighed inwardly.

A little fire in the wilderness ahead attracted Wang Hao's attention. It was a bonfire next to a small oasis.

If he is still in the real world, or if Wang Hao is still alone and does not have the Demon King Armor on his body, maybe Wang Hao will run over and shout for help.

Ordinary contestants came here, most of them were thirsty to death, already Shi Lezhi, who cares so much.

This is the bloodiest arena, and the painful lessons of the 9,999 times before him still stimulated his heart.

Undecided?

Let the players go!

Anyway, the player will not die!

Wang Hao didn't say anything, Kukudi stretched his right hand forward, pointing at the fire.

A window pops up in front of the player's eyes, showing the task: [Your great lord Jason Momoa has issued a group order to you to occupy this small oasis and kill all resisting enemies! Task reward: experience 200 and (campfire blueprint)! 】