Players' NPC boss

[Yinshan Mountain Range·The Face of Tiyet]

The world's top foreigners gathered here, including ten people including the president of the [Fairy Country] and ten seats of [Azazel], and there was a lot of tension between the two sides.

It was not that there was any deep hatred, but standing at the entrance of a level full of unknowns, some conflicts were inevitable.

In addition to the few people with a lot of tension, there were also bystanders around. They were other members of the two guilds who did not participate in the fight. They were repairing the camp that Blaze and Dali Feizhuan had roughly repaired.

These people would not enter the ancient tomb to explore, but were responsible for blocking other foreigners. It was agreed that the location of the ancient tomb would be made public in one day, but if they wanted to break in before that, they would use violence without mercy.

It was impossible to explore the entire ancient tomb in one day. If the most complex map at present was used as a reference, at most 20% could be explored.

Blaze had nothing to do. The friendly exchange between the two guilds was a matter between foreigners. He was only responsible for opening the door and going in to explore.

[A group of ugly and greedy people actually used the corpse of my king as a bet]

Tiet's face continued to despise everyone who wanted to enter the ancient tomb, which attracted the angry eyes of foreigners.

For so many years, no one could leave intact after despising them!

This shameful and angry look naturally called Tiet's face to laugh even louder. Even though the portrait on Tiet's face was very blurry, everyone could still imagine the picture of a proud woman showing a sarcastic look from the sound.

"I said, you are laughing at us now and speaking ill of us because you are a tomb beast, and we are the ones who want to disturb the ancient tomb, right?"

The counterfeiter didn't know when he slipped in front of Tiet, and the dazzling eyes burst out were extremely scary, but Tiet's face didn't care.

[That's right, guarding and resisting the despicable responsibility of you is the noble mission I have been given! 】

"So how do you feel about your husband?"

As soon as the word husband came out, the foreigners who had already started to gesture began to perfunctorily move, waving their hands casually, and all their attention was on the conversation between the counterfeiter and the Face of Tiyet.

[My loyalty to my king is like this stone wall, indestructible! 】

"Then you can't meet your husband. Your husband will become one with you, and the noble mission you have been given will disappear. You have to watch us, a group of thieves, enter the ancient tomb you protect..."

"I see, I see, you are really great!"

The counterfeiter's emotions reached the peak, and he raised his hand and pointed at the Face of Tiyet.

"When Blaze and Dali Feizhuan were trying to force their way in, you could have kept silent and watched the thieves do their useless work, but you kept emphasizing that only your husband could open you."

"You... have always longed to be one with your husband, and you would give up your noble mission for this!"

[You, you are slandering me! How dare you slander me! ]

The face of Tiet, who had been laughing at everyone, shouted angrily, and the entire stone wall began to shake, as if the woman in it was going to rush out and kill the counterfeiter

The counterfeiter took a deep breath, brushed his hands across his face, which could be described as hideous, and calmed everything down.

"You are so perfect for still opposing so fiercely."

"When this group of people decides the winner, we can see..."

"Oh -" The top killer of [Azazel] let out a strange cry, knelt on the ground, and let out a groan that couldn't be more fake.

"I lost——"

"I lose too——"

The ten seats of [Azazel] all bowed down to the force of [Fairy Country]. Even if they didn't lose a drop of blood, they still lost.

Because it would be very interesting whether they used a fake key or a real key to open the door.

In the end, only the guild leader Zero of [Azazel] was still standing. Although he was also quite curious about what would happen next, such a fake surrender was too embarrassing.

Why did he take the time to play with these clowns?

"President, you surrender too. This is my lifelong request." Wardsif lay on the ground and quietly reached out to grab the ankle of the guild leader Zero.

"Shut up, you high school student with a lustful heart, can even a wall arouse your desire?"

"That's not a wall!" Wardsif had a righteous face, but in just a few seconds, he became a little vulgar, "It's an unsatisfied lock and a key."

"Where's your dignity as a professional player!"

"I'm not betting on the dignity of a professional player to witness history?"

Just like that, Guild Master Zero, a powerful man who was recognized as being in the top ten, fell to his knees in humiliation after being betrayed by his guild members.

"So we started from that level."

Wardsif took out the mysterious fragment he had robbed like a treasure, took the fragment with great force, and threw it to Blaze. The three fragments merged in Blaze's hands and turned into a statue of a king sitting on the throne.

[The throne of the king of the edge]

[It symbolizes the usurped and fragmented royal power. When it is placed on the head of the goddess and merged with the goddess, it symbolizes the return and rebirth of the royal power]

"This feels a little bad..." The corner of Blaze's eye twitched. He noticed something unusual the moment he took it, that is, the size was different from what the forger made...

Not only are the sizes different, but the person sitting on the throne is also different!

Created by the forger, the person sitting on the throne is a muscular man with a strong body, full of brutality and dominance. As for the real key, the person sitting on the throne was a somewhat slender and elegant man, and he was holding two instruments in his hand.

This huge gap can be described by two keys.

Did the faker make a mistake?

Blaze held the key, not wanting to give it to the forger for fear of frustrating the genius.

The counterfeiter, as if he could see what was on Blaze's mind, reached out and took out the real key from Blaze's hand.

At this moment, the faker shines brightly, reflecting the indifference and confidence of a true genius.

"Which one is the real key is determined by the lock. The one that can be opened is the real key."

Blaze was a little moved, but for some reason, the stranger next to him smiled quite uncomfortably, as if he was admiring some high-level art that he couldn't understand.

He became uneasy again, always feeling that the stranger would create some outrageous scene in front of him.

"How about we save one thing and just open it with the real key."

"Okay." The forger turned back and showed a weird smile.

"I will let Tiet's face choose the real key that he wants now."

Blaze took a deep breath, knowing that Tiet's Face was finished.