Thinking of this, Passerby A felt infinite courage in his heart.

He just paused for a moment, then took a step and continued to climb.

Every time you go up a level, your mana becomes purer.

For every hundred steps, the mana becomes [-]% purer.

Passerby A, no, all other players including him.

All of them were like chicken blood, screaming and climbing up.

They did not find out.

The aura that entered their bodies was not just about refining their mana.

They also entered their Niwan Palace and found where their primordial spirits were.

Quietly, sneaked into the depths of their primordial spirit.

Found the imprint deep in their primordial spirit.

That was the imprint of the God of Games.

Since they were born, they were automatically branded.

.......

on top of the mountain.

"Ha ha!"

I feel that the three alien players of 580 are all controlled by me.

The corner of Su Huang's mouth raised slightly upwards.

As long as he has a thought, these 580 three alien players will lose contact with the god of the game.

Even, with a single thought, they could explode and die.

It can be said that the life and death of these people all depended on Su Huang's thoughts.

"Rong'er, all the fish have been hooked."

He turned his head and said to Huang Rong.

"Really, that would be great."

Huang Rong was overjoyed when he heard this.

"My son-in-law, Rong'er, what are you talking about?"

Huang Yaoshi and Feng Heng were both at a loss as to what it was all about.

"Oh, nothing, we just thought of happy things."

Su Huang and Huang Rong looked at each other and changed the subject.

The real body of the God of Games has not been found yet, so it is inappropriate to disclose this matter.

"Brother Su, what are you going to do?"

Huang Rong's mind was moved, and he used magic power to transmit sound, avoiding his parents.

"I am going to cut off the connection between these alien players and the god of the game in one fell swoop."

Su Huang pondered for a while, and said, "So we can find the real body of the God of Games."

"When he is found, the life and death of these alien players will not matter."

"My real body will rush over immediately to face the God of Games."

This is a strategy that Su Huang had made long ago.

Use yourself as bait to catch the other party.

"Well, then come as planned."

Huang Rong listened and nodded in agreement.

"it is good."

Su Huang responded.

Then, with a thought, he blocked the branding in the minds of the three alien players in 580.

.......

Above the three thousand stone steps.

The first thousand 360 first order.

"Haha, my mana is pure again."

Feeling the changes in his body, Passerby A couldn't help laughing.

next moment.

【warn!Your game has been disconnected due to unstable network...]

A strong warning sound sounded in his mind.

Passerby A's expression changed instantly.

With a thought, he opened the game interface.

It can only be seen that the panel that originally displayed personal information and attributes has changed greatly.

The screen turned into a gray screen with a red prompt displayed on it.

【warn!Your game has been disconnected due to unstable network...]

Those colons are still blinking.

Apparently, the game really disconnected.

Passerby A panicked instantly.

Game dropped?Are you telling me a joke?

I have tangerine hemp wheat skin, I don't know if it should be used as a paddle or not!

The god of cheating games!

Why is your network unstable and the game is disconnected?

How can I go back then?

If you can't go back, you will be trapped in the game copy world.

Then even if he can be promoted to the tenth-order true immortal realm, he still won't be able to get out of trouble!

For a moment, Passerby A's face turned ashen.

The game is offline, it is more terrifying than the death of a relative!

Not just him.

The same goes for other alien players.

"Mom, what's the matter, why is it disconnected?"

"What happened, why did it get disconnected?"

"Ma Maipi, can I only be trapped in this copy world?"

"I want to go back, I don't want to be trapped here!"

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The three thousand stone steps turned into a vegetable market and became noisy.

"Could it be that land god did the trick?"

At this time, an alien player suddenly said.

"Yes, it is really possible that he did it."

"Let me just say, I have never encountered a game disconnection before."

"Then let's ask him for an explanation."

"Yes, go find him."

Hearing the strange man's words, the others suddenly realized.

One by one clamored to settle accounts with Su Huang on the top of the mountain.

below.

On hundreds of stone steps.

A group of scattered people and others saw this.

They were all dumbfounded.

What happened again?

Why are these aliens yelling?

.......

on top of the mountain.

After cutting off the connection between the alien and the god of the game.

Su Huang ignored the reaction below.

He passed this news to the ontology, so that the ontology should always pay attention.

Afterwards, he took a leisurely look at the bottom.

There was a look of disdain on his face.

........

in chaos.

On the grand light curtain, countless characters danced, showing handwriting that ordinary people could not understand.

[The target world information has been read! 】

[Data processing is complete! 】

[Game plug-in installation is complete! 】

[Dungeon world construction is complete! 】

[NPC transformation is completed! 】

[The map scene is generated! 】

After waiting for a while, the transformation is finally complete.

"Haha, nice job!"

The God of Games looked at the light curtain and snapped his fingers excitedly.

"With these seven worlds forming a copy, I can harvest another wave of world origin."

"Perhaps, I also have great hope in the realm of Eternal Great Luo."

"Da Dao, are you finally going to favor me?"

"It's been 3000 million years, and this seat has been born for 3000 million years."

"Now, I am finally going to testify to Eternal Da Luo!"

Thinking of this, the God of Games snapped his fingers.

"Connect these seven new copies to the mainframe and open them up to leeks!"

He ordered in a deep voice to the orb in his palm.

To the God of Games, players are like leeks.

And the worlds that have been transformed into games are good fertile ground.

It is used to cultivate leeks and harvested after a period of time.

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