National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

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Taotie was even faster! This time, he swallowed the corpse whole, along with its deadly resentment! After finishing, he licked his lips with a satisfied look, and squinted at Bishezhe with his big, copper-bell-like eyes: "Hey, you new guy! Can you hurry up? You're slowing down my eating efficiency!"

Bishezhe: "..." I'm here for the buffet! I'm not here to serve you the side dishes!

Taotie was smug: "Hmm... This resentment tastes... Crunchy! It tastes like chicken! And it's six times more nutritious than beef!"

Before it could even curse, an even bigger blow came!

"Roar--!"

"Wow—!"

"hold head high--!"

"Gulu——(Xuanwu's muffled roar)"

Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise, the four great beasts, along with a vast horde of their minion beasts (Su Mohui's former possessions), rushed over like a floodgate! They immediately launched their "Sea of ​​Beasts Tactics"! Their target was clear—Bishezha!

Azure Dragon swung its tail, sweeping away a cloud of dead food. White Tiger opened its mouth and sucked in a large dish of resentment! Vermillion Bird sizzled the remains of the recently deceased with a mouthful of Nanming Lihuo, sizzling them with oil and disinfecting them at the same time. Black Tortoise slowly opened its mouth and slurped up a mouthful, swallowing the battlefield sewage (soul impurities) along with it (he was the least picky eater)!

Bishezhe was completely dumbfounded! He had just aimed at a piece of "corpse sashimi", but the Azure Dragon's tail swept it away. He then set his sights on a plate of "despair platter", but the White Tiger swallowed it in one gulp. He wanted to try the "fear soup", but the Vermillion Bird roasted it dry with fire.

It...it didn't even get a single scrap of resentment, Xuanwu and Taotie sucked it up faster than anyone else!

Taotie was still fanning the flames: "Brothers! Grab it! This evil god is picky about food! He only eats the best! Don't be polite! Eat it all! Drink it all! Pack it all up!!"

The mythical beasts roared and fought even harder!

Bishezha looked at his empty "plate," then at the battlefield swept clean by the divine beasts, and a wave of grief and indignation surged in his heart! He was a mighty corpse-eater! And yet he had been forced to become... that unlucky customer in the buffet who could never get a hot dish?!

"Puff!" A mouthful of pure Death Qi (equivalent to divine blood) spurted out! It pointed at Taotie, its fingers trembling: "You...you...have no moral principles! Stealing food...and forming a group?! I want to complain!!"

Taotie rolled his eyes and burped. "Complain? Who? Lord Azathoth is busy watching the show! Remember to bring your meal card next time! You want to eat for free without a card? Tsk!"

After saying that, she twisted her fat butt and chased after Xuanwu to grab the next wave of "leftovers".

Bishezhe collapsed in the void, looking at the empty battlefield, wanting to cry but unable to.

Its dream of a "corpse buffet" was shattered more completely than the slag of bones chewed by gluttons. How could this be a battlefield? This was a fucking "competitive eating competition"! And it didn't even qualify!

Just as it was crying, another group of "people" came, the hundred-word spiritual Taoist...

Finally, he managed to utter a classic line: "You...you have no shame!"

A good "corpse buffet" turned into a "competition for big eaters"! Bishezhe was so angry that he was fuming and almost performed a "revival" on the spot!

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Fun 4 - "Medusa and Eris's "sisters" quarreling"

Medusa and Eris, two Greek evil gods, had woken up long ago and were leisurely choosing their "midnight snack".

The venomous snake above Medusa's head hissed and pointed at the menu (several worlds on the verge of collapse):

"Hiss....the humanoid horror from the primitive world? The meat is too tough! My Lord will get stuck in his teeth if he eats it!"

"Hiss... The despair of the interstellar Zerg? Too much energy, too much fat, easy to gain weight!"

Eris twirled her long, silky silver hair, looking critical. "Tsk, that world that's been gnawed away to nothing but fear? Too monotonous! Not even a hint of jealousy or resentment! Bad review!"

The two gods were arguing over "what to eat tonight" and Medusa's venomous snakes were even wrapped around Eris's golden lace-trimmed lady's dress! At this moment -

The new fox lord Bai Ling, with her mighty army of nine-tailed foxes, quietly joined the battlefield.

This aloof queen didn't even glance at the two evil gods fighting each other. She directly ordered the fox descendants behind her (led by Bai Xin and Bai Qin): "Transform!"

Swish!Swish!Swish!

All the nine-tailed foxes' tails instantly transformed! Their fluffy tails transformed into ferocious, writhing turquoise snakes! They wrapped themselves around Eris's proud, moonlit silver hair with uncanny precision!

"Ah! My hair!" Eris turned into a screaming chicken and became furious in an instant. Her white and tender hands grabbed Medusa's head directly!

"Hiss! Are you crazy?! Are you going to kill me by pulling my hair?!" Medusa was no less aggressive, kicking Eris's waist with her red-soled high heels.

The two evil gods instantly forgot about their "midnight snack" and started a "conditioner defense civil war" on the spot! The venomous snake and the moonlight blade fought in the air, sparks flying, and it was a life-and-death battle!

The situation was so chaotic that the two beautiful goddesses had no time to capture the fear in their own world line to increase their strength, which gave the Nine-tailed Fox and his men an opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity.

Bai Ling folded her arms and watched coldly from the side, a barely perceptible smile on her lips: "Fight, fight hard. Remember to pay the battlefield cleanup fee after the fight."

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Fun Fifty-Five - "Loki, the God of Tricks, and His 'Waterloo of the Profligate Merchant'"

Loki, the god of trickery, who is famous for his dual titles of "backstabber" and "master of deception" in Norse mythology, is now suspended in a "neutral arena" composed of broken stars and distorted space.

He was dressed in a gorgeous dark green robe with gold edges, playing with a scepter wrapped with a dark green poisonous snake in his hand, and had his signature smile on his lips, which was three parts evil and seven parts asking for a beating.

He had just used sweet talk and a bit of mental suggestion to trick his previous opponent, a titanium archbishop from the Mechanicus whose brain was straighter than a gear, into freezing on the spot (in the physical sense), and was feeling a bit bored.

His eyes swept across the chaotic battlefield and quickly locked onto the next target - a young man (Qi Mo) who looked harmless, even a little "clear and stupid", and radiated golden light.

"Oh? A lost lamb?" Loki licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with the light of having discovered a new toy. Such young people who are inexperienced in the world are the easiest to deceive!

Just make up a "mission from God" or a "prophecy of salvation" and he will offer his soul out of gratitude, becoming your new "source of fun".

He snapped his fingers in what he thought was an elegant move, and his figure instantly appeared not far in front of Qi Mo. He tapped the void with his scepter, sending out circles of tempting spiritual ripples.

"Lost traveler," Loki's voice was deep and magnetic, with a bewitching power.