Your San Value is Zero

Pence frowned and thought hard, that’s not right~

If there were really prisoners left there waiting to die, why would they be brought to the New World?

Everyone was confused until the first player began to exercise with the torture instruments in the eyes of the guard captain, and trained himself to death on the instruments in the shocked eyes of Pence and others.

In just half a day, Pence watched batches of players being tortured to death by instruments. Some new players regretted it when they started, but when they wanted to stop, they found that there was no way to pause. They can only exercise at the current speed while calling for help from those around them.

Then the guards watched them scream and die, each one more miserable than the last.

The players on the side started betting on how long the person calling for help could last.

The instruments designed by Marcos are all for use by normal humans, and subhuman species whose appearance has been modified are extremely unsuitable, which greatly increases their mortality rate.

Some people didn't even bother to put their tails and wings on, or they accidentally caught the animal ears in the equipment. The scene is so bloody that children under the age of 18 can only see a bunch of mosaics.

Soon some guards couldn't bear this purgatory scene and rushed out of the cave screaming.

Pence was splattered with blood.

He stood there stupidly, his mouth wide open as if it was dislocated and could not be closed.

Du Wei's clone, Luo Luo, stood aside and calmly improved the training equipment for the players.

Pence's arrival did not cause much disturbance. Only a few new players came forward to chat and tried to receive one or two side tasks.

But Pence obviously hasn't recovered from the shock and doesn't want to pay attention to those chattering players.

Finally, escorted by a group of guards, he left the cave as if on the run.

After walking out of the cave, Pence looked at the entrance of the cave and hesitated, maybe he should seal the cave.

But when he thought about the bronze and silver level players he saw along the way, he felt a little reluctant to part with them.

At least there is a glimmer of hope now.

A glimmer of hope against the members of the Prell family.

These are not all, are they?

Where did everyone else go? Pence wants to find bright spots in other people from other worlds to increase his confidence in people from other worlds.

Also, there are a large number of winged... winged people on the top of the mountain. The captain of the guard hesitated.

Pence waved his hand and said, Come on, take me to see you!

The captain of the guard hesitated for a moment and swallowed back the words that reached his throat, Be mentally prepared.

Pence was a little puzzled, but he saw that the captain of the guard was hesitant to speak. He decided to see with his own eyes why the captain of the guard had to prepare himself mentally.

On the top of a mountain about eight or nine hundred meters high, players with various wings walked to the edge of the cliff, and then jumped down shouting various slogans.

I will definitely be able to fly this time!

Orcs will never be slaves!

Wings hidden in the darkness! Spread your wings!

Ah! Damn it! Who said it's not scary at all~

Pence watched helplessly as the players fell down the cliff, and no one could spread their wings and fly into the sky. My brain suddenly couldn't keep up with my thoughts.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he looked at the captain of the guard and asked, Are they committing suicide?

The captain of the guard had a look of disgust on his face, and stumbled back to repeat what the player had said to him before, I asked them before... they said... chicks can only spread their wings and fly high in desperate situations.

Pence feels that his three views have been completely subverted today. Everything he just saw might be an illusion, and he urgently needs to return to the mansion to rest.

A few players followed Burns, and the guards asked Burns how to deal with it. Burns said that they could follow if they wanted, and just don't let them into the mansion.

The players followed them all the way to the mansion until they were stopped by the guards at the door.

Seeing that Pence had calmed down a little, the captain of the guard stepped forward and said:

Master Pence, are these really demi-humans? I just saw one person. Uh... to be precise, it was a creature, it seems.

One of their tribesmen, that guy has no human characteristics at all and can't even speak. But it can be similar to the secret method, but it does not need to extract any elemental energy.

Pence's mind was still a little confused, and he was surprised and happy to hear the news. Is that a mysterious power that is different from our world? What kind of strength is it?

I'm not extraordinary yet. Although I haven't personally experienced that kind of attack, I should be able to defend it with my aura. And I'm confident that I can deal with it with one move. The captain of the guard replied.

Pence thought for a moment, After all, you have silver-level strength. What if you are a black-iron level transcendent?

Its attacks can easily defeat entry-level monsters and extraordinary beings. Black Iron's attack power and defense are definitely better. But if it's a sneak attack, Black Iron may not be able to withstand it.

Pence nodded slightly, Pay more attention to such existences. If they can also become extraordinary, report to me as soon as possible.

Is it possible to defeat the extraordinary with a mortal body, and it does not require any elemental energy?

If you are in a mysterious forbidden place like Sigmar Barrier, you can also use that power. Wouldn't it be possible to train a special operations force? When fighting against hostile forces in the future, as long as you open the forbidden area, you will definitely be invincible.

The more Pence thought about it, the more excited he became, and the red wine glass in his hand was spinning faster and faster.

…………

The border town where Pence was located was called Put City. A group of subhuman players suddenly entered Put City, quickly causing a commotion.

The originally noisy downtown area was closed, leaving only a few drunkards sleeping on the roadside and some mobile shops pushing trolleys.

The manager of Put City was just a minister of the Solomon family and did not even have a formal title, only a knight's title. But being able to serve as the guardian of the towns outside the kingdom is somewhat rewarding. He is a bronze-level warrior himself, and his execution ability is first-rate. He quickly pulled up a city defense team and went to exterminate the demihuman players.

The players who came here at this time are newcomers who are very interested in everything in the game. All the wealth of small traders in the city is in their mobile shops. If they lose their mobile shops, they will have to spend all their savings and wait to die.

But as ordinary people, they can't outrun the players pushing the cart. Several vendors were blocked by the players. In the eyes of small traders, demihumans are similar to the incarnations of monsters. They hugged each other and shivered.

My God, why are they so afraid of us? We are the brave men summoned by Burns-Solomon, here to save your world.

The trembling vendors looked at me and I looked at you, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, the city defense team arrived and surrounded the new players from the outside.

Although the number of city defense teams is small, their strength is at the lowest entry level. It’s more than enough against new players who are still just regular people.

The Magic Spear Team comes out! Shoot!

The manager completely ignored the life and death of the small vendors in the middle and launched an attack as soon as he surrounded everyone.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . :