immortal game

After thinking for a moment, Peacock said slowly: "When there are more copies of the game to participate in, you will naturally understand how I feel, as long as you can live to that time."

"Ten weapons? Number 10? What do you mean?"

Peacock: "They are the top ten NPCs with the strongest comprehensive strength in the entire command system. It is No. 10, the main killer, and performs obliteration tasks for the system. To put it bluntly, it is a killing weapon."

"Slaughter weapon?" Lan chewed every word carefully.

"Yes. That's why I admire you for daring to challenge it one-on-one. But I have to remind you, if you still want to live well, don't do such things lightly."

"You're lucky this time, it should be in a good mood, so it didn't do anything cruel. You have to know that one of the Four Emperors died tragically at its hands. We are only human beings, no matter how powerful we are, we will never be its Opponent." Peacock said seriously.

"...What are the Four Emperors? So that awesome masked man is not a human, but an NPC?" The hamster asked immediately.

After clearing the level, Peacock was obviously in a good mood, and his patience improved a lot: "To put it simply, the Four Emperors are the four players with the highest accumulated points and the highest strength in the entire Si Ming game. For the rest, you just need to open Si Ming. You can find it by searching the Four Emperors in the Fate Manual. However, since your level is so low, you probably don’t have much authority, you can only read some basic rules.”

"What about the difficulty of the game?" The hamster thought for a while and asked again: "My game difficulty is one star. So it shouldn't be - the more stars there are, the more difficult the game is?" The hamster asked uncertainly, as if Fear that the peacock will give an affirmative answer.

Unfortunately, Peacock smiled and said, "It's rare that you are smart once."

Now even Lan was stunned, if even a one-star game is so difficult, how should he deal with a high-level game dungeon...

Like the hamsters, it was the first time for Lan to challenge the Siming game, so their dungeon difficulty level was different from Chen Mo's, only one star, while Chen Mo's dungeon difficulty level was two stars this time.

Seeing that the emotions of these three people are not right, Peacock smiled and comforted him: "You don't need to be so afraid. In fact, under normal circumstances, the difficulty of a one-star game is impossible to be so high. In this instance, you can only I blame you for being so lucky, who let you touch one of the ten weapons."

"I forgot to tell you just now that when ten weapons appear in a game copy, the difficulty of the game copy will also change. The degree of change is determined by the number of ten weapons that appear and the length of time they appear. The more artifacts appear and the longer they stay, the higher the difficulty of this copy of the game will be.”

"Originally, this murderer couldn't be so scary. Even if we chose the worst branch, there might not be casualties, but I didn't expect No. [-] to be here..." Peacock added.

"Then Black Cat and Professor Assassin (the game player, has been killed by the killer.) won't--leave..." the hamster muttered.

"So, you must remember that ten weapons are synonymous with death, and their appearance will only bring bad luck. Every player wants to get rid of them, but it's useless. They are invincible, especially the four main killers. Only. Didn't you notice it? Other NPCs are also afraid of it."

If you recall carefully, those villager NPCs did give way to Director Ye.

Just hearing Peacock's remarks, Chen Mo felt a little strange for some reason.

"One more thing, I have to remind you—" Peacock said suddenly and solemnly: "If you want to survive in the commanding game, unnecessary emotions such as conscience, kindness, and sympathy must be discarded as soon as possible."

"...I won't do that." After a long while, the hamster muttered in a muffled voice.

"Hey, you brat—" Peacock shook his head helplessly: "Sooner or later, you will suffer."

The pointer of the virtual clock is about to point to six o'clock, even though there is a wooden door against it, the faint morning light still pours in through the crack of the door.

Outside the door, the entire Quanzhao Village was smudged with a layer of pale golden light.