Mikalov was quite happy with his meal at first.

Food makes him feel happy all over.

However, half an hour passed.

Mikalov gradually felt that something was wrong. He found that his belly was slowly bulging, and a feeling of fullness filled his mind.

Mikalov blinked and put down the half-eaten hind leg of the demon mastiff.

After slowly touching his belly, Mikalov's expression changed.

"My appetite...has decreased?"

"I am a man who can eat three king-sized burgers in one meal!"

Mikalov murmured to himself, then noticed the remains of food on the table, and his eyelids twitched wildly.

Unknowingly, the pile of food remains was much more than he imagined, and the pile could almost reach from the table to his shoulders.

Mikalov suddenly realized that he had eaten so much food without realizing it!

No wonder the food is so delicious and I still feel full.

"Eat...I can't eat anymore."

Mikalov looked at the remaining third of the food with some regret, sighed slightly, and was about to stand up and exercise. Anyway, the four-winged archangel did not mention the specific time it would take.

A second later, a drop of cold sweat broke out from Mikalov's forehead.

He found that he couldn't stand up anymore, and a feeling of paralysis came over him.

Then my heart skipped a beat.

Mikalov found that his mouth opened uncontrollably to its limit.

Then he quickly grabbed a large piece of dark food similar to bread with both hands and stuffed it into his mouth.

After swallowing for a few times, Mikalov stuffed the food into his throat and swallowed it as hard as he could.

"No! No more, I don't want it anymore!"

Mikalov screamed in his heart, but he couldn't stop the movements of his hands and mouth.

There were tears in his eyes.

Pain, discomfort, fear, fear and other emotions suddenly burst out violently.

He began to despair in the food!

The rest of the participants have almost fallen into this pessimistic mood, fearing that they will die here!

Xiao Yu, the boss behind all this, was laughing and examining the difference between the negative emotions and positive emotions of these beta test members in the dream world.

To be honest... to Xiao Yu, it doesn't make much difference whether it's positive or negative, it's just a kind of energy that expands the dream world.

Xiao Yu is not like the God of Nightmares. Because of his godhead, he is more inclined to give nightmares to visitors to the dream world.

After confirming again and again that the positive and negative are the same.

Xiao Yu's mind moved.

Mikalov, who felt that his stomach was about to explode, suddenly let out a sigh and found that his stomach had become flat again.

The feeling of fullness disappears and appetite returns again.

Enjoying the leftover food becomes a wonderful journey of enjoyment again.

After eating all the food on the table.

Mikalov felt that he had regained his freedom, and quickly stood up. He was not in a hurry to enter the second arch, but moved his body and recalled the strange feeling just now.

Even though he had such a bad experience, after it turned out to be good, thinking about it gave Mikalov a slight illusion that the experience was quite enjoyable.

And... Micalloff touched his belly, his eyes glowing:

"Maybe you can enjoy unlimited food in the spirit world!"

“This is good news for all the gourmets and those who are troubled by fake weight loss!”

"No matter how much you eat, you don't have to worry about eating bad for your body, and you don't have to worry about excess fat calories."

"Oh my God, if it could be popularized, wouldn't the food industry alone be able to make astonishing profits?"

"I don't know how the delicacies in the spiritual world are made. If chefs are also needed, wouldn't it create some employment?"

Mikalov got a little carried away with his thoughts, and it wasn't until the table suddenly disappeared that he came back to his senses, quickly packed up his clothes and ran into the second arch.

After entering the second arch, Mikalov also felt a sense of dizziness, and then came to his senses.

He has already seen that this place has turned into a rather ancient ancient Athenian-style open-air arena.

This arena is not big, it is similar to an ordinary basketball stadium in reality.

And it seems that perhaps because it is too old, many places have lost their splendor.

But on those long stone chairs, there were some spectators sitting in twos and threes.

Most of these spectators have translucent bodies, and one glance reminds Mikalov of words such as ghosts, evil spirits and other scary creatures.

None of the few who have entities are normal human beings, either with the head of a minotaur or the body of a snake.

In addition, Mikalov also saw several fist-sized elves flying next to the weirdo.

It's a pity that although his eyesight is well maintained, he still can't clearly see the appearance of those elves. He wonders if they are as beautiful as flowers in the game.

In the sky, the holy light fell, and the four-winged archangel appeared above the arena, looking at Mikarov.

The archangel's gaze made Mikalov feel a little uneasy and embarrassed.

At the same time, white light emitted from his body, and Mikalov's eyes widened as he discovered that the ultra-precious handmade suit he was wearing had suddenly disappeared and turned into a set of leather armor that looked like the standard equipment for the early warriors in the game.

A small round wooden shield and a short sword also appeared in his hand.

"What is rhythm?"

Mikalov tightened his grip on the hilt of the dagger, and slowly tensed his body to make a standard movement of raising a shield.

Mikalov was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that he was being controlled by a great power again.

Then he found that under the gaze of the nonhumans and archangels around him, he began to wave his dagger and shield, and every move was quite regular.

This novel feeling made Mikalov couldn't help but think of the virtual reality anime and movies he had watched, and he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart.

He was secretly glad that he really came at the right time!

When my heart is filled with joy.

Suddenly, his steps stumbled, but he regained control of his body.

Then, he heard the majestic voice of the four-winged archangel again:

"Candidates, the battle test begins now!"

"You have unlimited opportunities for rebirth."

"Defeat the enemy within half an hour...you can successfully pass this test and get a mysterious prize."

After saying that, the four-winged archangel's wings flickered slightly, and he flew at least a thousand meters into the air.

Boom!

The arena bell was rung.

There was a sound of branches, and a heavy wooden door was pushed open inside the venue.

Then, a green-skinned ogre about two and a half meters tall with bulging muscles rushed out with a roar, and from time to time he would hit the solid ground with the big wooden stick in his hand, making a "dong-dong" vibration.

"ha?"

"fighting?"

Mikalov was able to make a fortune from Mosca's chaotic period, so he had to kill and fight.

However, he swore to God that he had never received cold weapon training, let alone fought with monsters!

He looked at the green-skinned ogre that was slowly approaching, with astonishing momentum and an astonishing smell.

After Mikalov was frightened, he was no longer afraid.

After all, he is also a hero from Mosca, with the blood of a fighting nation flowing in his body.

Plus there's a guarantee that you won't really die.

Mikalov raised his dagger high and suddenly shouted at the green-skinned ogre:

"Ula!"

"Kuma!"

Mikalov trotted towards the green-skinned ogre. At this moment, he seemed to have awakened the bloodline of the Mosca people's ancient ancestors.

At this moment, the heroic souls of his ancestors who fought with the mammoths seemed to be possessed by him, filling him with the courage to defy the heavens and the earth!

Then.
To be continued...