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Seeing Xiao Yun standing frozen in place like a wooden statue, everyone on the battlefield was immediately struck by a glimmer of hope.

"Chance!"

Once this King of Illusion and Wind is killed, all of this will be over!

The killer will be the ultimate winner of this incident!

Without any hesitation, everyone stopped hiding their strength.

"Hahaha, the Dragon King is mine now!"

The frost giant laughed loudly as his fist, as large as a meteorite, slammed down.

"Get out of here, you big dummy!"

With a cold shout, the elven girl raised her hand, and the transparent threads intertwined throughout the battlefield instantly straightened.

Click—click—

A cutting sound rang out as the frost giant's legs shattered, and its massive body crashed to the ground.

"You! Don't even think about it!"

He roared and reached out to grab the elven girl, but she easily dodged him.

"Hehehe, you idiot, practice some more!"

The elven girl turned around, made a face, and drew her bowstring, sending two arrows piercing his eyes.

Amidst the frost giant's screams, she leaped into the air like the wind, her longbow curved like a full moon.

"The Dragon King's life is mine!"

call out!

Arrows shot out, carrying a terrifying force.

Along the way, some players who couldn't dodge in time were instantly reduced to ashes, without even having time to scream.

But just as the arrow was about to pierce Xiao Yun's head, a thick darkness surged forth, and countless tentacles reached out to block the arrow.

"My king, I will protect you!"

Ji Mingyu said solemnly, opening his arms to protect Xiao Yun.

"Tch, what kind of NPC is this, meddling in other people's business!"

The elven girl snorted and drew the bowstring again.

But before she could shoot the arrow, she heard the sound of wind behind her.

"Little sister, go play somewhere else, the kill is mine!"

Wang Tianyuan sneered, and the cyan flying blades fell like a storm.

"asshole!"

The elven girl was startled, cursed angrily, and dodged the continuous flying blades, losing her chance to steal the kill.

Wang Tianyuan moved slightly, leaving afterimages behind him, while his true form, wielding a long sword, charged towards Xiao Yun.

"You tyrant, prepare to die!"

He shouted coldly, but his eyes were frantically communicating with Ji Mingyu.

"What's going on!"

"How should I know? Let's stall for time!"

"Damn it, they're making me, a marksman, draw fire again. Where's Lao Pang? This job should be his!"

Wang Tianyuan cursed inwardly when he suddenly heard a whooshing sound behind him.

Instinctively, Wang Tianyuan frantically alerted the enemy, let out a cold shout, and suddenly snapped back to his senses, bringing his long sword down in a slash.

clang!

The clang of metal against metal was like a thunderclap.

In the bursts of firelight, Wang Tianyuan and the dark elf wielding a long spear locked eyes.

"roll."

"Tch, you think you can just tell me to get lost and then leave? Who do you think you are?"

Wang Tianyuan snorted coldly and engaged the guy in a fierce battle.

"The battle was awesome!"

A frenzied shout came from the right, and a tall orc, wielding a spiked club, joined the battle.

"grass!"

Wang Tianyuan cursed angrily, his life hanging by a thread under the pressure of the two melee classes.

"No, I can't hold on any longer! Someone, please help!"

"Hahaha, interesting, interesting! Come, watch my punch!"

Shang Qi laughed loudly and swung his fist down.

Bang bang bang!

Three muffled thuds were heard, and the three weapons were forced back by the fist.

Shang Qi glanced around at everyone with a disdainful look and chuckled:

"If that's all there is to it, then this prize is mine."

After saying that, he turned around and rushed towards Xiao Yun.

"Damn it! You're all on the same side, watch your step!"

"Everyone's watching. If I don't show my true skills, they'll find out."

Shang Qi smiled slightly and threw a punch.

boom!

The fist tore through the air, producing a booming sound like a drumbeat.

The darkness was instantly pierced, and feeling the strong wind rushing towards him, Ji Mingyu's eyes twitched wildly.

If Xiao Yun hadn't signed a contract with Shang Qi, he would have really thought that Shang Qi was going to betray him.

However, isn't this a bit too much?

"Give it your all! Let's fight here and hold off the others."

"What a load of crap, my identity will be exposed."

Ji Mingyu rolled his eyes helplessly, but secretly he was already considering whether to reveal his identity and buy time.

Just then, a dazzling light appeared in their field of vision.

It was like a sun appearing in the night, so bright that it was blinding.

The angel flapped its wings, and the paladin easily swept past the two of them, swinging his greatsword and slashing at Xiao Yun.

"And so, the end!"

He roared in a low voice, his body radiating an almost boiling light.

The two people closest to the incident were startled and felt a surge of fear.

"This guy's attack was comparable to a sixth-order attack!"

"Damn it!"

Ji Mingyu was shocked, and the expressions of the others also changed abruptly.

A clock-like phantom slowly appeared behind Wang Tianyuan, preparing to reverse the attack and save Xiao Yun.

"Heh heh, the Dragon King's power belongs to me!"

With a soft laugh, the ferocious beast burst through the light.

"Overlord-level! How can there be an Overlord-level monster?!"

The paladin's expression changed drastically. He swung his greatsword and clashed it with the claws of the overlord-level monster.

A terrifying force emanated from the sword, his face paled, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and was sent flying backward.

Behind him, angel wings fluttered, helping him steady himself.

"Cough cough..."

He coughed lightly twice, looked at the demon skeleton, and his expression was somewhat solemn.

Then, he looked around at everyone and said:

"Everyone, although we're competitors, we're all human. How about we take care of this monster first?"

After a moment of silence, everyone nodded slightly.

"Heh, a bunch of skinny little monkeys, so arrogant!"

The demon sneered, and the two sides were on the verge of drawing their swords.

But in the next second, everything came to an abrupt end.

The whole world seemed to have been paused, with only the crown glowing faintly and a gentle blue breeze flowing by.

The shattered streets were slowly repaired, and the panicked crowd stopped and knelt down in reverence.

Before the throne, the silent king opened his eyes, his azure-gold pupils filled with coldness:

"This farce ends here."

His voice was very soft, as if he were just saying it casually.

But in everyone's hearts, it is heavier than the whole world!

All disputes were thus settled, and all rebellions bowed down.

The closest and strongest demon skeleton present sensed a terrifying threat, its pupils dilated, and it hurriedly turned around.

But before it had flown very far, its entire body began to blur, eventually disappearing slowly like an eraser.

A sixth-order overlord vanished before our eyes like a gust of wind!

"Even the Dragon King, who hasn't revived, is this terrifying!"

The paladin was startled and, without any hesitation, turned and ran.

The others did the same thing, scattering and fleeing.

However, their fate was the same as the demon's remains.

The fleeing figures slowly disappeared, as if they had never existed.

It's as if the painter picks up an eraser, wipes away the wrong strokes, and then picks up the brush again to redraw everything correctly.

Soon, everyone came to their senses again.

The familiar scene of the grand ceremony reappeared before my eyes, with the Dragon King's imperial carriage slowly moving forward amidst a crowd of stars surrounding the moon.

Only the knight behind the imperial carriage, his chest pierced by the wind and kneeling on the ground, and the beasts and assassins held down by the imperial guards, proved that what had just happened was not a dream.

"All rebels will be imprisoned and put on trial after the ceremony."

The Dragon King said calmly, "This is the final verdict on everything."

The process was different from what it had been countless years ago, but the result was exactly the same.

Everything is back on track.

The imperial carriage slowly departed, completing its final leg of the journey, before gently rising into the air, carried by a gentle breeze, and returning to the throne room.

The Dragon King's oppressive aura slowly dissipated, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

On the throne, Xiao Yun's consciousness slowly returned, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"This guy can't take a joke!"

They were clearly relying on their own abilities, but who knew that the Illusionary Reality and the King of Wind would switch places and forcibly correct the plot!

Xiao Yun's expression shifted between light and dark, and after a moment, he let out a soft laugh:

"However, there's a price to pay for doing this."

Perhaps because the Dragon King manipulated it, the power of "illusion and reality" within the crown resonated more with him.

After this, the power of "illusion and reality," which was previously unusable, finally became something I could control.

"How many more times can you use this kind of underhanded tactic?"

"Moreover, although the illusion was not completely destroyed this time, the truth and the King of Wind could not change the fact that Wang Tianyuan had rebelled, and the illusion was still successfully manipulated."

Xiao Yun extinguished the shimmering green wind in his hand and looked at Ji Mingyu and the others.

"There's still a day and a night before the grand ceremony begins, we still have a chance..."

On the other side, the priest, walking through the crowd, suddenly reached out and grabbed a wild monster:

"Go back and call your boss over. We need to talk."

……

The shift between reality and illusion is progressing... 60%...