The two players, An Ye and Hanfeng, never expected that Wang He would abandon them so easily.

It wasn't until they were detained by a large group of elf knights and left the dungeon, and passed by Wang He, that they were finally convinced:

Their self-perceived value seems to be just a joke in the eyes of the other party.

Wang He's face, which showed no emotion, was indifferent and heartless, and he had clearly lost interest in them.

An Ye has an intuition that the other party doesn't care about their life or death at all.

His threatening words before now seemed like a barking wild dog roaring at a lion.

Now, it felt like they had been slapped hard in the face, their cheeks burning with embarrassment.

Regardless of whether they were forced to return or were killed, they seemed to have lost the opportunity to improve their level.

For those who once achieved a high position and were proud of it, having their status deprived of them is the greatest punishment.

For a person who has gained satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment from gaming, having his account destroyed is undoubtedly a devastating blow.

They are not as carefree as they say.

"Brother..." Hanfeng trembled a little. If this continues, their career in this game will be over.

"Lost." An Ye clenched his fists.

"I said we gave up! Did you hear that?" He went crazy, trying to break free from the knight's shackles, and rushed towards Wang He.

"Abel!" He was pressed by the knight on the cold ground with one hand, his face pressed to the ground, but he raised his head and shouted at Wang He.

"What do you want to know? I'll tell you everything!"

Wang He's expression changed. He looked at the dark night sadly, and then turned his head away unbearably.

"This is the path you choose."

Wang He turned his back to them and said something.

Defeat here is the best outcome Wang He has arranged for these two people.

They thought they were killing only NPCs, but they finally took that step.

This is also to prevent them from becoming the next news headline in the real world.

"No!"

An Ye yelled unwillingly, and then chose to retreat.

Hanfeng froze on the spot and made no move.

The lifeless corpse in the dark night quickly turned into some gray light spots, and then disappeared like other players.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

A tiny dark red vortex suddenly appeared near the light spot, trying to swallow up all the gray light spots.

But soon, a strange black mist split from those light spots, trying to stop the vortex from being swallowed up.

But as soon as this black mist appeared, it was bound by a shackle made of holy white light that emerged from inside the mist.

There are faint words flickering on the shackles, twisting and constricting like vines wrapped around a black python.

The black mist was directly compressed into nothingness.

Then, the gray light spot was swallowed up by the vortex, leaving no residue.

Hanfeng looked at this scene and said with disbelief: "No, this is impossible?"

"We are immortal..." He seemed to have received a huge blow.

Wang He turned around at some point and stared at this scene, feeling enlightened.

"He chose the path of self-destruction."

"What's your choice?"

Wang He was a little surprised that the player Hanfeng did not retreat with his brother, but he would not miss this opportunity.

Wang He never looked down upon these mysterious existences from other worlds.

This cunning god who knows how to hide his camp will never openly tell players his secrets.

But it is still necessary to try.

Hanfeng was about to answer Wang He, but suddenly found that his body was out of control.

As soon as he came back to his senses, he found that he had been kicked offline at some point and returned to the real world.

However, in the game world, this "Hanfeng" is still talking:

"I……"

"I just want to live...let me go and I can tell you anything."

From his demeanor to his expression, he is no different from the previous players, and that timidity is not fake.

Wang Hegang wanted to hear what he was going to say.

As a result, the opponent suddenly broke out, threw away the blocking knights, broke away from the encirclement, and attacked Wang He.

Wang He frowned slightly and flew back. A swamp area quickly appeared around him.

Hanfeng ignored the swamp area and jumped to the ceiling of the dungeon with a slight leap.

He stepped on the ceiling with his feet and bent his legs. With this power, he was ejected from top to bottom to Wang He's position, like an agile leopard, with extremely fast speed.

This series of actions caught the elven knights off guard, but the pride of the elites of the Wang family could not tolerate any failure.

They all tried their best to kill the cold wind, and the seemingly weak bodies of the elves burst out with huge power.

Elf knight, handsome, elegant, gorgeous and loyal.

The long swords made of special craftsmanship worn on their bodies gave them a bit more of a worldly aura.

However, knights are still knights, and their core is order and protection.

Protect the gods, protect the glory, protect the royal family, protect your own dignity and faith.

To this end, they can make their enemies taste the greatest fear, or they can sacrifice their lives in exchange for military exploits.

Letting a prisoner escape from under your nose is an absolutely unacceptable insult.

It is an unforgivable crime to allow prisoners to deceive guests.

And His Highness the Prince was watching them from the side.

The leading knight's sword cut through the air, releasing a huge white magic slash.

Like an extended sword blade, it hit and penetrated Hanfeng's body quickly and sharply.

However, this gorgeous slash had no effect.

The cold wind seemed to be unharmed, approaching Wang He even more.

An unpleasant premonition appeared on Wang He for the first time.

"There's something wrong with this guy."

He found that no matter how he moved, the opponent could always hit him.

He was like a locked human target, while the opponent was an arrow that had already escaped the string.

If there is no way to retreat.

Then face the enemy head on.

"Queen of the Forest, lend me your weapon temporarily."

In Wang He's hand, two pale golden scimitars similar to those made of unicorn horns suddenly condensed.

There are ravine-like horizontal lines on the blade, and a vast aura seems to be coming down through space at this moment.

Immediately, Wang He swung the scimitar at a clever angle and met Han Feng's punch.

The swords and fists intertwined, and Wang He didn't feel any impact, but in his eyes, the opponent was clearly right in front of him.

Likewise, he didn't feel the physical impact of the usual attack force.

The cold wind didn't give him a chance to think, and another fist hit the side of his head.

At this moment, Sashan stepped in from the side through the gap between the swamps, her slightly thin body rounded the heavy hammer, the whites of her eyes completely turned silver, and she threw it into the cold wind with great force.

But just like hitting cotton, Sasan's attack had no effect.

Hanfeng's face was expressionless. He was clearly hit by a heavy hammer, but he didn't even shake at all. He just kept approaching Wang He.

Wang He discovered that the other party was clearly trapped in the swamp area, but was not affected at all.

Han Feng just stopped in front of Wang He.

The long swords of the elven knights struck him immediately, but they did not cause even the slightest damage.

"Back off for now."

This strange scene prompted Sipleus to issue the first order.
To be continued...