Gamers of the Underworld

There was a human being in the main hall of the Winter City, which was no less than a demon hall and the emperor appeared on the church in the church on the ground.

The man had a passerby face and a plain white cloth. Except for the gray stone statues that stood beside him, the human being thrown into the crowd probably belonged to the one that could not be recognized.

But even if it is a player, I know that this guy is not easy.

"I thought it was Andrew who came in. I didn't expect Andrew to be a cannon gray background board."

"Laughing at me, the official is too mean for Andrew. People are so hard to be a villain. As a result, they are not allowed to enter."

"No, isn't this going in, when the statue is also in the book."

"The official hate for Andrew."

"I am more expecting Andrew to be saved after the battle copy is finished?"

"Definitely will be saved, we are heroes, to defeat the great villains to save the winter city."

"Yeah, we have to wait for others to blow us as heroes. Who is going to blow us when the winter city npc is dead?"

"Do you say Sabie? Npc dead light brush a new batch is not finished?"

"It makes sense to speak well."

Obviously it should be a very serious occasion, but the players behind Sherlock obviously do not cooperate, but in front of the "human", he said nonstop.

The human face is getting more and more ugly.

"Is this an insult to me? Sherlock?"

The man stood up and walked in the direction of Sherlock:

"The little green skins you brought, are you looking to humiliate me?"

The players heard the words of this human being, and many people still reminded the players on the side:

"Hey, don't talk, substitute feelings."

"Too cowhide, the game npc all designed the plot in real time?"

But they haven't said it for too long, and Sherlock has used the pressure to make them unable to speak, and then Sherlock looked at the humans with ease:

"Small green skin? They may be greener, but they are not ordinary green skin, but the most heroic warrior in the underground world, the people of the eternal kingdom dungeon, they will stop you, Samuel, no matter you What kind of conspiracy, they will stop you."

"When did you find me?"

The humans in front of us have not realized too much surprise, but continue to say:

"Look at your reaction, the real legacy of Rokilang Kaimi should have been taken away by you, where?"

"Who knows, do you want to try to catch me and torture it? Maybe I will say it."

Sherlock had a smile.

Just as Sherlock’s voice had just fallen, a huge rock slammed on Sherlock’s side, and the stone was like a wall, broken and cracked like dust. Just scattered.

With the gradual fall of the debris, Sherlock stood in the same place with a smile, and the transparent shield on his side flashed past.

The human being, who was called "Samuel" by Sherlock, smashed his head. Behind him, there were strangely grotesque beasts, werewolves, goblins and even a few vampires, and the gloomy from the main hall. There are other major streets that have come out.

Some flat distortions occurred on their faces, making them look like a snake walking upright.

"kill them."

There was a creaking sound in Samuel’s mouth.

Those who acted differently went forward and followed the direction of Sherlock and the players from all directions.

There is also a task prompt in front of the players:

[Task Name: Fight against Samuel]

[Mission description: Samuel, one of the seven devils from hell, from the beginning of the spread of the plague, to the current robbing of the heritage of Rocchi Langmi, apparently he has his own plan to conquer the world, as the eternal kingdom dungeon Our people, we must stop them, because the conquering the world can only be us! Defeat the servant of Samuel, and stop Samuel! 】

[Task Reward: will be rewarded in batches according to the amount of enemy output, the highest is legendary equipment]

Then there was a lot of quest rewards, and the players burst into a shouting voice:

"For the eternal kingdom dungeon!"

"For the Lord of Sherlock!"

"In order to equip!"

"For prestige!"

"wahhhhhh-!"

The players also rushed toward those weird people, and the melee was on the verge.

Samuel apparently did not think that the players were so brave. The most important thing was that they did not seem to know what the name "Samuel" represented.

Because these little green skins have no fear of their faces.

"I have to say that the little green skins you train are still very strong, but this will not save you, Sherlock."

Samuel stood up from the throne and walked over to the tall Sherlock with his thin body.

"Samel, if you go back to **** now, I will still have nothing to do with this."

Sherlock said very seriously in the tone of negotiation.

"Do you know what your tone sounds like? It's a disgusting hypothetical Metatron."

Samuel said in a disgusting tone:

"You should kneel down to me immediately, and then pray for my forgiveness, Sherlock, I will forgive your sins, and you will walk on my side and act as my **** to conquer the kingdom!"

"I know a little bit about why Metatron first pulled you down to heaven." Sherlock nodded and said very seriously.

"Don't mention the name of Metatron! Forever, don't, in front of me, mention him!"

After Samuel’s words were spoken, the magic of his body seemed to stagnate, and the gravel floated up beside him. He walked toward Sherlock:

"Young, mysterious Sherlock, let me take a look, are you really as good as Satan said?"

"I am a pacifist, but you must play." Sherlock pinched his fingers:

"I will kill you for Metatron first. To be honest, I have not killed one of the seven devils."

After Sherlock finished, he did not start playing with Samuel, but the players on the side have already shouted:

"The trough, this line is too loaded!"

"Our old summer background is so unfathomable, Satan said it was a cow."

"Crap, in World of Warcraft, which lord is not cowhide?"

“It makes a lot of sense.”

"wahhhhh-!"