Gamers of the Underworld

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A human appeared in the Dungeon Lord’s Hall in Winterfell City, and it was no less a situation than a Devil’s hall on the ground in a church chapel.

The human had a passerby’s face and was dressed in ordinary white cloth. Except for the gray stone statue standing beside him, this human was probably unrecognizable in the crowd.

But even Gamer knows that this guy is not easy.

“I thought it was Andrew’s entry. Didn’t expect Andrew to be a cannon fodder background board.”

“I laughed at the laughter, and the official was too mean to Andrew. They were so hard to be villains, but now they won’t even let in.”

“No, isn’t this into the book, when the statue is into the book.”

“Official hatred for Andrew.”

“I’m looking forward to seeing after the battle copy, will Andrew be saved?”

“Surely we will be saved. We are heroes. Come and defeat the big villains and save Winterfell City.”

“Yeah, we have to wait for others to blow us as heroes. Who will blow us when the Winterfell City NPC is dead?”

“Are you Sabbit? The NPC is dead and a new batch is over?”

“That makes sense.”

Obviously it should be a very serious occasion, but the Gamers behind Sherlock obviously did not cooperate, but in front of the “human”, chirp chirp twitter twitter kept talking.

That human face was getting ugly.

“Is this an insult to me? Sherlock?”

The human stood up and moved towards Sherlock:

“These little greens you found, did you come to humiliate me?”

When the Gamer heard this human word, they were all stunned, and many people quickly reminded the Gamer on the side:

“Shh, don’t talk, substitute with substitute.”

“Too awesome, the game NPCs all design the plot in real time?”

But they haven’t spoken for too long, Sherlock has used coercion to make them unable to speak, and then Sherlock easily looked towards the humans in front of him:

“Little greenskins? They may be greener, but they are not ordinary greenskins, but the bravest warriors of Underworld, and the people of Eternal Kingdom Dungeon. They will stop you, Samal, no matter what you have Such a conspiracy, they will stop you. “

“When did you find me?”

The human not at all realized too much surprise, but continued to say:

“Looking at your response, you should have taken away the real legacy of Rocky Langeme, where is it?”

“Who knows, should you try to catch me and torture it? Maybe I will say it.”

Sherlock smiled.

Just when Sherlock’s voice had just fallen, a huge stone smashed against Sherlock’s side. The stone seemed to hit a wall. It shattered, and the scattered debris scattered like smoke. Come on.

As the debris gradually fell, Sherlock stood in place with a smile, and a vaguely transparent shield flashed over his side.

The human being called “Sammel” by Sherlock tilted his head. Behind him, each and everyone had a weird wild pupil Orc, werewolf, Gnome, and even a few vampires. There were other main streets in the hall, one after another.

There was some flat twist on their faces that made them look like a snake walking upright.

“kill them.”

There was a sound of si si in Samuel’s mouth.

Those who acted weirdly went forward from all directions, moved towards Sherlock and Gamer.

And a task reminder appeared in front of the Gamers:

[Mission Name: Battle against Samuel]

[Mission description: Samal, one of the 7 demon kings from hell, spread the plague from the very beginning, and now snatches the legacy of Rocky Langeme, apparently he has his own plan to conquer the world. People, we must stop them, because it is only us who conquer the whole world! Defeat the servants of the comer, and stop him! 】

[Mission rewards: The rewards will be obtained in batches according to the output of killing the enemy.

Then a lot of task rewards were listed, and Gamer also burst into a shouting sound:

“For Eternal Kingdom Dungeon!”

“For Lord Sherlock!”

“For equipment!”

“For reputation!”

“WAHHHHHH-!”

Gamer also moved towards Those weird people rushed over and the melee broke out.

It is clear that Samer did not expect Gamer to be so brave. The main thing is that they don’t seem to know what the name “Samel” stands for.

Because there is no expression of fear on the faces of these little greenskins.

“I have to say that the young greens you trained are still very strong, but this will not save you, Sherlock.”

Sameer stood up from the throne, and with the thin human body, moved towards the tall Sherlock walked over.

“Sammer, if you go back to hell now, I’ll think it didn’t happen.”

Sherlock said seriously in a consultative tone.

“Do you know what your tone sounds like? Like the disgusting hypocritical Metatron.”

Samer said in disgust:

“You should kneel down to me immediately, and pray for my forgiveness, Sherlock, I will forgive your sins, and allow you to walk beside me, as a horse pawn to conquer the kingdom of heaven!”

“I somewhat understand why Metatron wanted to pull you down from heaven.” Sherlock nodded, said seriously.

“Don’t mention Metatron’s name! Never, in front of me, mention him!”

After Samael had spoken word by word, the mana on his body seemed to freeze, the gravel floated beside him, he moved towards Sherlock and walked over:

“Young, mysterious Sherlock, let me see if you are really as good as Satan said.”

“I’m a pacifist, but if you hit must.” Sherlock squeezed his fingers:

“I’ll kill you for Metatron first, to be honest, I haven’t killed one of the 7 Devil Kings yet.”

After finishing Sherlock, he hasn’t played with Samal yet, but the Gamers at the side have shouted:

“Well, this line is too pretentious!”

“Our Old Xia background is so unfathomable that Satan says it’s a blame.”

“Crap, which lord in Demonic Beast World is not a cowhide?”

“It makes sense.”

“WAHHHHH-!”