National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

The black mist lasted for about a few seconds where the dwarves were.

In the black mist, the dwarf's voice never came out.

"Are they dead?" Pamon asked hesitantly.

"Do not."

Jiang Yuan shook his head.

He directed his purifying power to his eyes, and his seemingly crystal-clear golden eyes saw the scene within the black mist.

Not only did the dwarf have no problems, the stick dwarf seemed to be planning to do something.

The black mist is controlled by the devil, and he will not discover it later than Jiang Yuan.

Just a cold snort was heard, and the color of the demonic energy thickened visibly to the naked eye.

But the reason why the dwarves were determined to resist the devil, they had planned to rely on Jiang Yuan and others who were watching the show.

Jiang Yuan relayed the situation in the black mist to Paimeng Thunder Hammer and the audience in the live broadcast room.

"The stick dwarf held up the wooden stick in his hand. The energy emitted by the stick should also be demonic energy." He thought for a while, "The concentration of the demonic energy seems to be thicker and darker than that produced by the demon god."

He was amazed.

"I don't know what the raw material of this stick is, or the production method is not simple? It looks quite powerful."

After inserting a personal comment, he continued to talk about the scene in the black fog.

"The black mist is gathering on the leader of the stick dwarf. It seems that the devil also knows that to capture the thief first, capture the king."

"No, we should just kill their leader first."

"Huh? There is demonic energy emanating from the dwarves? The demonic energy has controlled the demonic energy of the demon god!"

"Good guys, I would like to call them the top two or five boys in the national sports game!"

The current situation is not tense for Jiang Yuan this time, he is mainly watching a show.

Therefore, the audience in the live broadcast room was not nervous at all and listened happily.

"Hahahahaha, Brother Jiang is not very good at telling stories."

"Brother Jiang, the strongest contestant in the National Games game, makes his storyteller debut. Come on, brothers, get your gifts!"

"Sky Monkey x10"

"The one in front is so stingy, I'll do it, rocket x100"

"That's it, that's it? Poor people shouldn't laugh at others, right? It's just a rocket."

"Jiang Ge brand black technology mobile phone x"

"Wow! It's a black technology mobile phone newly launched in the live broadcast room as a gift. Rich lady, look at me!"

"Who is so rich? I'm a man!"

"Men... it's not impossible."

"Hahahahaha, okay, you bunch of drama queens."

"Did I not update? Where is the gift-giving function in the live broadcast room?"

"Yes, we are insiders."

"No, didn't you see them talking nonsense?"

"The honest people in front of you, please don't expose me, I haven't given you a gift yet!"

"Hahahahaha, let's get back to the topic. Brother Jiang's storytelling skills are indeed not as good as Paimon's."

"Hey, the stories are not as interesting as those told by Paimon. How can you blame Brother Jiang!"

"..."

"Just like Brother Jiang said, this is the only second- and fifth-level player in the National Games game so far, right?"

"That is, if you don't count the contestants."

"?! What kind of melon? I want to eat melon!"

"It's a team of contestants who were chosen to be the captain, but were left behind by their teammates when they were in danger."

"It's too miserable, too miserable."

"I kind of know that every time the barrage in our live broadcast room talks about a topic, it will definitely go off topic."

"What? We have a specific topic? Don't you just say what comes to mind?"

"It doesn't sound like there's any problem."

"The character of these dwarves is not good, and their abilities are not small - of course, I am not talking about strength or targeting Brother Jiang."

"Isn't it just the strength of backstabbing?"

"I really didn't expect that the dwarves could actually control the evil energy. It's incredible."

"The devil really didn't expect it."

"Just like Brother Jiang said, I'm very curious about how the wooden stick of the stick dwarf was made. It seems to break as soon as it is broken. How can it do so many things!"

"A stick cannot be judged by its appearance."

"Hahahahaha, what a stick, it doesn't look like it looks!"

"I almost thought that the devil's backhand was completely solved."

"Thank you dwarf for your timely intervention."

"Hahahahaha, I was really stunned when I saw the dwarf pulling out the afterimage of the devil to block the bomb."

"Me too."

"..."

Jiang Yuan closed his mouth.

It's not because I'm too lazy to describe the specific situation, but the audience can already see clearly what happened next.

The black mist quickly dissipated, revealing that the dwarves were safe and sound.

"You, you!"

The demon was so angry that he could not speak clearly.

It seems that because they feel that they have a chance to win, the dwarves no longer pretend.

The leader of the stick dwarves, who spoke on behalf of all the other dwarves, grinned, his face with sharp eyes twisted, full of malice.

"I'm sorry, Lord Demon God. For the sake of our future, you can honestly become our strength!"

Then, he closed his eyes and muttered something untranslated about the national games.

The reason why he was sure of the mantra he said was because the national luck system hung a mantra above his head.

[The dwarf leader who completely showed his cards against him]

[I am reciting the magical formula, trying to turn the remaining soul of the devil into the power contained in the stick]

[Will things go as they wish? 】

Jiang Yuan and others didn't know, they chose to watch the subsequent development.

The most cunning monster I have seen so far, will his remnant soul really be plotted by the dwarves?

The gray-black figure of the Demon God suddenly exuded the most powerful aura since being summoned again.

It was at least several times more powerful than the momentum gradually rising from the dwarves.

It can be seen that the expressions of the dwarves instantly became solemn. The stick dwarf who was the first to face his momentum reacted the most. His hands shook violently and he could hardly hold the stick.

But he would not stop doing anything. He gritted his teeth and continued what he was doing, hoping to achieve his goal.

The devil's afterimage was calmer than ever before.

The black face glanced at Jiang Yuan and the others.

"I planned to save energy to deal with you, but I didn't expect that I couldn't save it."

"But -" his tone became fierce, he turned his neck back and looked down at the dwarf, who was insignificant in his eyes, "If you dare to betray me, I will let you feel what my real power is."

The Demon God Afterimage started with his right arm, palm facing up, and slightly curled his fingers.

The stick that the stick dwarf relied on just broke free from his hand, flew into the air and fell into the demon god's hands with a whoosh.

"Ah, it seems we can't call him the Stick Dwarf anymore." Pamon whispered beside him, "What should we call him in the future?"

"..." Jiang Yuan was silent and had no intention of replying.

He also called him a dwarf corpse. It seemed that his life was about to be in danger. It would be better to call him a dwarf corpse in advance.

"Have you forgotten," the devil held both ends of the stick with both hands and applied a little force, "I condensed this thing randomly and gave it to you."

With a "click", the wooden stick broke.