863 The Coward's Commandment, The Player's Trust

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The cold wind unique to winter in the free world passed through the sky square that was once again silent, carrying the sounds of fighting below that never stopped rolling towards the boundless cloud sky. The noise coming from that direction seemed to be what Duan Feng Lei said.

It seemed to be getting closer and closer, and at the same time, the magic fireworks that occasionally flew into the sky appeared in the far corner of the Sky City. He seemed to be aware of the vague meaning of those scenes, and looked at Duan Qing's position above.

Duan Fenglei was the first to wake up from this silent atmosphere. He looked at his brother who was still pondering, and his fingers gradually moved to his nose: "I see... That's why you became what you are now.

What does it look like?”

"The most ferocious enemies are often the people closest to you." Duan Qing sighed helplessly: "The knife they stabbed did not heal gradually with the passage of time, but became more and more painful.

.”

"Now that the rumors have surfaced...are they planning to take action again?" Duan Fenglei then asked, "Why?"

"Although I am no longer a member of the Duan family, the Duan family should have never withdrawn from the ranks of professional competition." Duan Qing replied in a low voice: "Three years have passed... I guess they have penetrated deeper, right?"

"You mean...the alliance?" Duan Fenglei then shook his head: "No way, they...well."

"It seems that you have thought of something." Duan Qing let out a strange sneer: "Whether it was the last UEFA Cup or this time's qualifiers... many places not only revealed that they were unnatural, but also revealed that

There are signs of deliberate arrangement."

"Indeed, although we have never considered the issue of how many rounds of games to play, but... it is too unnatural to arrange two double-elimination group matches in a row." Duan Fenglei's eyes became deeper: "In addition,

During the last UEFA Cup, those weird draw results..."

"These are some clues that are enough to explain the problem. They are evidence that at least show that the current alliance is controlled by someone behind the scenes." Duan Qing continued in a leisurely voice: "And I, who appeared again, am now the number one enemy in their eyes.

Bar."

"Isn't the alliance no longer the original alliance... ha."

Duan Feng Lei, who slowly put his hands on his back and put away his fighting posture, said with a sigh: "Perhaps I have seen this a long time ago, but I just haven't noticed it. Since the alliance has lost you, the remaining

The next game has become boring..."

"Don't say such words that can easily be misunderstood." Duan Qing, who was sitting above, waved his hand quickly to interrupt the opponent's sigh: "Besides... do you like to compete with someone who uses a plug-in to compete with you?"

"At least this is your own ability." The eyebrows above the staring eyes slightly twisted, and Duan Fenglei shook his head slowly: "If it weren't for you, we might not be able to understand the meaning of the virtual reality game now.

Another realm..."

"Believe me, this is not a good state." Duan Qing replied with a solemn voice: "If possible, it is better not to break the rules of the game easily. At least... you will not become like me.

Embarrassing."

"……snort."

The atmosphere once again became much colder under Duan Qing's words, and then suddenly became sharper in Duan Fenglei's eyes that became sharp again: "Do you think everyone is a coward like you? I

I won’t be manipulated by the so-called Family Heads Alliance at will. Even if they really question me, I won’t do it easily..."

"That's not the problem, brother."

Duan Fenglei interrupted Duan Fenglei's sneer. Duan Shanhe, who had never spoken again, then raised his head from his deep thoughts: "The key to the problem is...whether we will destroy ourselves."

"...Didn't I say it? No one dares to deal with our Long family." Duan Fenglei slowly turned his head: "As long as I am here, they will not dare to threaten us with nonsense like destroying the balance.

.”

"But God will."

Still shaking his head, Duan Shanhe turned to look upward: "Moshang Qingshan, can the Yi Sword really cause death?"

"……I have no idea."

"What I want now is not the inside story about the rumor that 'neurasthenia causes player death'." It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with the other party's same answer. The short-haired young man took a step forward and seemed to hurt a bit of sharpness.

: "I'm asking about your conclusion. The people here should be the ones who have studied Yijian the most deeply. You should share your experience with us."

"What is the result of excessive use of the Yi Sword?" he shouted loudly: "Will you die?"

"...Theoretically, this is the case."

After speaking this answer softly, Duan Qing's voice seemed to be trembling after a long silence: "Even if your mental power is strong enough to withstand the excessive extraction of your spirit by the virtual world, you

The brain will also suffer great loss, and the fatigue will far exceed what a normal player should bear..."

"Simply put, Yi Jian is the act of using the player's strong enough mental power to reversely influence the virtual world." He concluded in a low voice: "This kind of practice that goes against the normal operation of the virtual device... will definitely bring about insecurity.

The effect of reversal.”

"……if it is serious?"

"...If it's serious, it may lead to the assimilation of the human brain."

Facing the cold winter wind blowing all over his face, Duan Qing replied with a cold voice: "Your spirit will become very poor, your consciousness will become vain, and your character in the game world... will also change with the...

Your consciousness is extremely depleted and you begin to lose consciousness."

"Missing?"

As if he finally mentioned what he was interested in, Duan Shanhe's voice rose again: "What about the specific performance?"

"...The simulation of Yi Jian is not absolute. It still relies on the operating rules of the virtual world to produce effects." Duan Qing explained in a low voice: "Even if you simulate moves and skills that have no negative effects at all, you

You are still using your own mental power to use them, and because you have established a world that is isolated from the simulation system, the spirit you have lost cannot be protected by the virtual system. This missing spirit... will eventually manifest itself as yourself.

The lack of data gradually appears in the characters."

"According to my inference, when the character you created completely disappears, it is when your brain is dying." Duan Qing warned the two people standing below word by word: "That represents your spirit.

and consciousness, completely consumed at that moment.”

"...Like the person you mentioned before?"

"I can't be sure."

Facing Duan Fenglei's subsequent question, Duan Qing replied in a calm voice: "This is also the reason why I said I didn't know before, but..."

"Although I don't know exactly what happened to Qiu Mingyang and the others, this should be the case." He lowered his head again: "They... died like this."

Stifling silence once again fell from around the square, and the voices belonging to the two brothers Jianghu also fell silent. They seemed to want to draw their own from Duan Qing's previous inference.

The answer. A loud explosion then sounded at the edge of the city in the distance, using the sky-high light fire and the rising thick black smoke to warn the few people present about the changes in the surrounding battlefield, and Duan Qing, who woke up again, also opened his eyes.

He opened his own eyes and looked at the two people below with a smile: "Okay, the story is almost finished."

"Drink more hot water from now on, and fight less with others." He raised his arm downwards: "Use the Yi sword less, and then...get out of here."

"...Hmph, you just want to leave?" Duan Fenglei looked at his brother and then let out a cold snort: "You are leaving and handing over this city in the sky to others? How is that possible?"

"...This is the meaning of my being here." Duan Qing replied in a melodious voice: "This city does not belong to anyone now, and in the future... it will not belong to anyone."

"...It seems that you have a reason to protect here." Duan Shanhe, who was on the side, let out a clear chuckle: "Is it because of that crazy woman who swore to kill you?"

"..."

"Forget it, it seems that this guy won't be fooled again."

Wringing his fists, Duan Shanhe then put on a posture that was about to start a fight: "Since he is unwilling to get out of the way no matter what, then we will force him to get out of the way... Brother, what do you think?"

"I think it's good." Duan Fenglei, who also put on a posture, also twitched the corners of his lips: "The two of us go together, even him, he should be able to shake three times, right?"

"Then add me to the list."

As a gasp sounded, the figure who stood up leisurely against the wall gradually appeared in the corner of the ruins not far from the square: "It doesn't matter that you are always fighting each other in close combat. You should still be here now."

We need a magician, right?"

"...Hey, hey." Duan Qing, who was sitting above, twitched his eyelids slightly: "If you don't want to play like this, at least arrange a wheel battle."

"You insist on sitting there and won't leave. What can we do?" The arm that was about to raise his hand to refuse slowly lowered it. Duan Fenglei looked at Duan Qing's deflated expression and laughed:

"You have the ability to sit on top and show off, but if you have the ability to do it all, let's..."

boom!

A loud explosion then appeared on the side of the square where several people were facing each other, and the sight of countless smoke and dust and magic radiance that continued to surge interrupted the conversation between several people. An old, knotted crutch then slowly stretched out.

In the black smoke rising all over the sky, accompanied by Mephisto's figure in black robes gradually emerged: "It seems very lively. Are you attending some banquet? Let me see, I

Is it the right time to come...oh oh."

He raised his head and looked at Duan Qing's face with Baili Duyou behind him. Then after a period of silence, he slowly raised the corners of his mouth: "Very good, very good... Hahahaha!"

"Since we are all old acquaintances, we can probably skip going through the procedures."

He put aside the surging black mist in front of him, and suggested to Duan Fenglei in front of the square: "If this is the person you want to deal with..."

"Then how about you count on me?"

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"Whirring whirring……"

He took two steps and hid in the passage in front. Yangtze River No. 7, who was just about to step out into the sun, wiped the cold sweat on his head. The breath he had held for a long time because of nervousness was like his figure escaping into the darkness.

, spreading towards the depths of the passage: "...ha."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

A few uncontrollable chuckles then dispersed in the same dark space, accompanied by a gradually expanding smug expression on Yangtze River No. 7's face. With his back against the ancient wall, he then moved two steps back.

, his eyes fell on the two parties who were about to start fighting in the square under the light outside the passage: "It's really hard to find a place after breaking through the iron shoes, and it's all free... Wait, wait, etc."

"I want to calm down, calm down."

Patting his face, he then looked away from the scene of getting ready to go: "I just slipped in through the magic circle leisurely against the wind, and I haven't gotten the things yet..."

After calming down his mood again, he immediately returned to the relatively dark depths of the passage, and after a period of exploration, he saw sections of energy pipelines emitting bright white light. They were decorated with ancient decorations and

A central hall with patterns then appeared at the end of the passage ahead. At the same time, there were obvious traces of being turned over and a stone door that had been kicked to pieces. Ignoring the scattered magic gems, he then gave up on taking the lead in attacking the stone door.

He stopped exploring the stone gate and walked towards the bottom of the steps on the right: "Hey, do you think I'm a fool?"

"Who would take the path you have already walked?"

After turning one or two corners with a strong ancient atmosphere, he then walked to the huge hall with two steps extending downward. The vast scene like a gymnasium and the huge ancient stone pillars did not bring a strong feeling to him at this time.

He was so shocked that the bones lying on their seats were not even more attractive. However, after trying to turn over a few bones and finding nothing, he gave up this seemingly fruitless behavior and continued to move towards

After exploring for a while, I found the small door next to it as expected: "...where is this?"

"Well, it looks like a morgue... What are these, coffins?"

"There seems to be traces of activation, and the smell of magic is also very obvious...could he have been here too?"

"Only one coffin is lit, which means..."

Ding!

A crisp freezing sound then appeared on the surface of the treatment cabin that Yangtze River No. 7 was about to touch. At the same time, there were ice crystals suddenly emitted when the magic trap was triggered. It belonged to Christine's gorgeous figure.

Then suddenly appeared behind those ice crystals in the sky, completely covering the astonished player in front of him: "I didn't expect someone would really come, oh hehe..."

"Unfortunately, this is a commission I accepted from an adventurer, so... just think of it as fate being unfair to you." (To be continued)


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