Dressed as a game card, the summoner is a cute loli

"The mysterious grand prize has been taken away. I'm so sad..."

"Wow! Why did I top up 600 yuan and only get a bunch of junk, but he was able to win the grand prize? I don't accept it! He can even win with a 0.1% chance. What else could this be but a jerk sent by the system? What a waste of my 600 yuan. This jerk has let me down! This jerk has let me down!"

"Fuck, it's a free one-shot deal. I'd feel better if you paid for it."

"Seeing him win the jackpot is more painful than if I didn't win."

......

Unconsciously, Chen Xian felt like he had arrived in the underworld, surrounded by ghosts and resentful souls, and the yin energy went from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

The players' nature of loving to watch the fun was aroused, and they swarmed in, forming circles and surrounding Chen Xian and An Ke'er, making it impossible to get through.

But that was all, they did not take any further extreme actions.

the reason is simple.

One reason is that they are afraid of the strength that Chen Xian had shown before. Not only is his health high enough to withstand a head-on attack from an SSR, but his damage is also extremely terrifying, and he can kill purple cards in seconds without blinking an eye.

Secondly, Chen Xian played a great role in their ability to break through the SSR blockade and come here. It would be too ungrateful to snatch them away at this time.

Of course, the most important point is that the players in the Novice Village are in a protected state and will not drop any items upon death, so why bother?

But, are the players really so obedient?

Guiying Tuhun and Fengyun Wuji don’t care about that. Since the good stuff has appeared, no matter who it belongs to now, it will be theirs in the end.

Just grab it and it’s done!

If there is territory, occupy it; if there is something, grab it; if there is a girl, pick her up!

As the branch president of one of the top ten guilds, if you don't even have this level of awareness and courage, then you should just quit and go home to raise pigs.

"Everything that flies in the sky, runs on the ground, and swims in the water has my name written on it."

With a sinister grin on his face, Ghost Slayer strode towards An Ke'er and Chen Xian, ready to use his years of hard work, perfected intimidation skills, to force them to hand over the grand prize.

At this moment, a folding fan gently tapped his right shoulder.

"Grand Military Advisor, what do you mean?"

The ghost-slaying soul stopped and looked at the crazy scholar with a frown.

"President, please don't worry. Listen to me first..."

I don’t know what the crazy scholar said to the ghostly soul-slayer, but the latter looked at Chen Xian with ill intention and actually stepped back.

"Then let them keep my baby for the time being."

Fengyun Wuji saw this, and although he didn't understand why, he also retreated.

The storm on this side subsided, but something unexpected happened on the other side.

Tian Xiaolian struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, ran a few steps to Chen Xian, hugged his thighs tightly, and looked up to beg.

"Master, what is the mysterious grand prize? Can I take a look?"

"I topped up 600 yuan, the money I used to buy my brother a new schoolbag, but I only got 100 copper coins. I lost a lot of money. If you don't let me take a look, I will die with regret."

"One look, just one look, and I'm satisfied. Even if my brother has to carry urea bags to school for the rest of his life, I'll have no regrets."

Chen Xian was speechless. What kind of people are these?

It feels good to recharge money, but you will regret it later?

"Summoner, you decide."

Chen Xian’s choice was to give the jade piece and skill book to An Keer and let her decide.

Come on, he's just a hero, a card, why bother with so much? And why do you have to go to him for everything? Shouldn't you go to his summoner?

"Sister, let me show you."

"But, let go of the big can. I won't let you hug him!"

In the first half of the sentence, An Ke'er was very polite, but in the second half, she was full of hostility. She even raised her voice by several decibels and her face turned red.

"Huh? Oh, okay."

Tian Xiaolian was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted. She let go of her hand awkwardly, stood up, took two steps back, and finally stood still.

"You scared me, little girl. I just hugged you. If we were to have sex, you would have swallowed me up."

Tian Xiaolian lowered her head and played with her pigtails, mumbling softly.

In the end, the kind-hearted An Keer showed her the jade piece.

She couldn’t read the skill book because she had learned it from Chen Xian first.

After this experiment, Chen Xian also realized that his talent was not as simple as it seemed.

Or maybe he had misunderstood it before.

Good Luck: The probability of the effect acting on yourself and being in your favor is always fixed at 100%.

This talent not only increases the critical hit rate, but also the probability of triggering special effects.

It will also affect the lottery draw, allowing him to win the best prize directly.

Before long, all the players in the palace's forecourt completed the sacrifice and became qualified to challenge the Emperor of Assam.

Seeing that there was nothing else to explore in the front yard, the players moved in groups, marching through the front yard and arriving at the main hall of the central palace.

That is the real interior of the palace.

As soon as they entered the palace, before the players had time to observe the surrounding environment, their eyes were all focused on one place.

The pure white figure gathered on the throne in the center of the hall.

There was no way around it; His presence was too overwhelming! Everything around him, whether it was the vast hall, larger than a hundred football fields, or the towering pillars with dragons coiled around them, thicker than office buildings and taller than mountains, all seemed so small and insignificant before that figure.

"call!"

A faint sense of oppression spread out from him, sweeping across the entire dark space in an instant.

Yes, once inside the palace, the only thing that occupied my view was no longer white. Here, there was a golden floor, blood-red beams, and a throne that blended black and red, as if forged from blood and fire...

The only white here is the figure on the throne, only Him.

The pressure he exuded instantly suppressed everyone's body, soul, and even will.

"Ok?"

Chen Xian frowned slightly. This pressure made him feel extremely depressed and instinctively repelled.

But when I looked at the panel, I found that none of the attributes had decreased.

At this moment, Chen Xian and all the players and heroes present had a strange feeling.

It was as if they were a seedling that had just broken out of its shell and was about to grow freely, but there was a huge rock above their heads.

The boulder shielded them from external threats, but it also blocked the sun, rain, and all the nutrients they needed for growth. Their ceiling and future were blocked.

"You are finally here."

"I have waited too long."

A leisurely voice came from the throne. There was no complaint or relief in the voice, only endless indifference.

The one who spoke was a pure white slime that was as bright as the sun at noon.

It was so bright that one couldn't make out its expression at all. One could only vaguely make out its rounded form, the imperial sword in its hand, and the outline of the cloak behind it.

It emits endless light and heat, like a sun that never goes out, as if it wants to illuminate all darkness, as if it wants to fight until the end of time.

But for some reason, its light couldn't even penetrate the area around the throne, which caused the space inside the hall to be dim.

As thousands of people waited curiously, his voice once again resounded throughout the temple.

"You guys, go ahead."

"I am the last obstacle to your evolution. Only by defeating me can you embark on the path of infinite evolution."

"Remember this! My name is——[Assam]!"