Volume 14: The Universe at 23 Degrees Celsius Chapter 43 Assault
"Boom!"
"I say, is there someone banging on the table next door? Isn't it time for us to go check it out? I really have some information to report."
"So you can't talk here?"
"I think the gap between you and that adult is just this small..."
"Even if you are trying to express your wish to see that adult through this kind of gesture, it is impossible."
“…”
I just want to hug your thighs.
The devil sighed in his heart, feeling that his life was extremely boring.
Although Li Lin was acting out his anger, what was happening in the detention room on the other side might not be so pleasant.
Looking at the two Holy Light Teams, whose left cheeks said "leniency for confession" and their right cheeks said "severance for resistance", which were almost cut from the same mold, the devil deeply felt how important an opportunity was. This kind of thing can be said to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if it's gone, it's gone, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.
If I had ignored that bastard player and offered myself to serve the lord, I would still have been granted the title of nobility and prime minister after the war. But after being disturbed by this player, the whole plan became a failure. Being captured and then giving information and actively giving information are two completely different concepts. One is being captured and converted, and the other is actively surrendering. Can the effect be the same? Of course not.
When he thought of this, the Demon Lord couldn't help but glare at the stupid player next to him who seemed to know nothing, and thought about whether he should simply resist the strict punishment and go home for the New Year to avoid this disaster first.
The devil is confident that his news will allow the Holy Light to treat him as a guest of honor. This is big news.
"Oh, you will drown in ignorance."
Not daring to look at the Holy Light, the Demon Lord grinned at the player who seemed to be still at a loss.
On the other hand, Nian Liuxue, who knew nothing, felt something was wrong when he saw the smile of the Demon Lord.
It was just the equipment that exploded, why did it cause such a big fuss? Similar situations had occurred in previous transactions, but at that time, they only had to pay a fine or use their war merits to offset the compensation. This was the first time that they were directly taken to the guard room, which made the inexperienced players a little uneasy. And this uneasiness spread making the players a little suspicious.
What's wrong with this demon lord? He ran to the Holy Light detention center and still had an expression of "I've made a profit". Did the people of Holy Light beat him to a brain stroke? The professional player felt scared when he saw that smile and decided to get out of this damn place first.
If you think about it carefully, there is no need to stop that player who looks very powerful, and he has a conflict with the Demon Lord. A person of this level can kill me a few times, but why did I rush over to stop him in a fit of anger? I should have just given way. Why did I suddenly rush over to stop him without thinking? He is a player, and even if I stop him, he won't have good equipment and good things. Why should I stop the Demon Lord as if I were sacrificing my life just to meet him once, so that he can't contact that strange player? There is no reason for this.
...and I don't know when I got such good equipment?
Looking at the dark red equipment that looked like a token lying in his player space, Nian Liuxue felt that something might be wrong.
But before he could think too much, he saw that the light in the detention center began to change drastically. The detention center, which originally looked bright under the white artificial light outside, had suddenly been mixed with a dark red color that made people feel a little uneasy.
The two demigod guards immediately looked down, and opened the skylight to look at the sky outside. As the skylight opened, the noise outside gradually entered the ears of the people present. The strange scene in the sky made everyone feel a little uneasy. Looking at the artificial sky that was gradually stained with a dark red, all the players began to feel a depressing and dull atmosphere. The players in the evil camp were shocked and felt an inexplicable sense of comfort.
The players were discussing and making random guesses, but the guards who were actually in charge of the mission looked at the dark red hole in the sky with shocked expressions.
"…What's going on? When did the devil gain the ability to teleport across the barrier?"
"Aren't they keen on internal struggles? When will they be able to gather enough people for strategic teleportation?"
"That's what I'm going to say..."
The Demigod Demon Lord was in the guardhouse, watching the world outside gradually deform and distort, and muttered with a gloomy face:
"I wanted to gain some impression points before the plan was launched, but how come they launched it half a month in advance... and it looks like they don't have many people. Could it be that someone is thinking the same as I am and wants to surrender secretly? This won't do. We can't let them get there first... Damn it, I have to kill a few of those who landed first to show my loyalty..."
“…”
Big brother, where are you from?
The player who was also tortured in the guard house squatting nearby listened to the devil's mumblings and showed a surprised expression on his face.
Moreover, as a professional player, he also keenly noticed some seemingly insignificant but potentially crucial information hidden in it. That is, although the enemy had the advantage of time, place and people, this idiot never seemed to worry about the Holy Light losing. Even when he saw the gradually twisting portal in the air had broken part of the surrounding space and connected to a red soil full of flames , his blind confidence still did not disappear.
Although he was somewhat puzzled as to why the enemy was more convinced of the victory of the Holy Light camp than the local Holy Light, but with the inference of professional players, Nian Liuxue felt that there must be some reality that current players could not understand, or did not know at all. And now, because of a reckless action, this reality was gradually unfolding to him.
"…Maybe it's a blessing in disguise?"
The player thought to himself as he silently turned on the camera mode and aimed it at the sky outside which had turned a crimson red.
But before he could think too much, the roars and shouts coming from the conference room next door made him subconsciously turn his head and face that existence.
