Meng Qianlin remembered how she was caught by Du Ziming. Now thinking about it, she was dragged into the abyss step by step. She also experienced similar things to Gabriel.

However, it has been so long that Meng Qianlin has no anger or resistance towards Du Ziming. Although she wants to hit him and sometimes she actually does it. But more often, when Du Ziming reaches out his hand, her whole body goes weak.

I was really played too hard by Du Ziming back then.

As a person who almost tied with Wang Xiaodie in the finals of the joint competition between intermediate players, she has now reached level 10. But her level cannot be compared with that of guys like Liu Dangren and Wu Hui when they were at level 10.

It is really impossible for her to control Gabriel, so Du Ziming is still in control, and Meng Qianlin only directs indirectly through Du Ziming.

The angel in the dream was being held by Meng Qianlin, his eyes were dull, and he seemed to have given up struggling. Or perhaps he was still immersed in the memory of killing the apostle and couldn't extricate himself.

Where should this level 11 combat power be placed? It seems that no matter where it is thrown, it will not have a decisive effect. So...

"Ask me, kiss me and I'll tell you." Du Ziming teased his old lover. Meng Qianlin's slender arms hugged Du Ziming, who was already at the eleventh level, into her arms, half-kissing, half-biting.

"Go to Southeast Asia, there is a good show going on there." Du Ziming smiled with satisfaction.

The great drama over there is naturally the civil war within the Butterfly Organization.

Of course, it's not exactly a civil war. Dragon God, Ability God, and Don Quixote are also at level 12.

It’s just their stance…

The Ability God is firmly on the side of the Tribunal, the Dragon God is undecided, and even though Don Quixote says that she is on his side, there seems to be no evidence.

Don Quixote is at his most alienated on the battlefield.

He was holding an old rusty sword in his hand, and he looked like a genuine, weathered old knight.

The library organization has always been a neutral person with no position to speak of. He is not the kind of person who has no position who repeatedly jumps around, but the kind of position that really has little to do with these guys.

The battlefield is covered with spider webs.

But there is no trace of the spider himself.

Mantis holds a green knife with a green dragon surrounding it. She is not good at anything else but fighting.

Then the knife came out.

The queen ant was cut in two.

"Nothing new." The queen ant said, and her entire body collapsed into countless ants. These ants made a sound at the same time: "Your attacks cannot hurt the ant colony."

The mantis slashed dozens of times with a green light sword.

The ant colony became more fragmented, and then became stuck bit by bit with spider webs.

The spider's voice came from nowhere: "After the queen ant was replaced, did she even forget how we fought back then? The more you divide, the weaker you will be."

"With us, it will be different." Lu Kuohai, founder of the People's Federation, punched his body, the space was shattered, and the cobwebs in it were naturally shattered.

Lu Kuohai and Lin Shuoshan, the two founders of the People's Federation, were level 13 players killed by the presiding judge and the chief chess player.

In fact, the two of them are somewhat related to the presiding judge and the chief chess player. Because they must have this kind of relationship, other than the two of them, all those who have the potential to become level 13 players have been killed in advance.

In the eyes of such people, kinship, a natural common faction and community of interests, is not easy to betray them.

But sometimes, what everyone sees is not the benefits.

Lin Shuoshan's nephew Lin Shiyun thought the order they established was not fun. Lu Kuohai's cousin Zhou Zidu felt their behavior was unreasonable.

So these two were successfully killed.

The fist shattered the galaxy and the vast ocean, and the sword cut through time and space, Lin Shuoshan.

One is mainly about space ability, and the other is mainly about time ability. They are nicknamed Zhong Er. Of course, everyone usually calls them General and Prime Minister. These two nicknames were given to them before they established the People's Federation.

Now that they are dead, many of their skills cannot be used, but with these two bodies, they can still be regarded as level 12 under the control of the ant colony.

"How long will it take if we don't take action now? Windmill!" Spider suddenly shouted, making the entire battlefield quiet.

The Dragon God and the Ability God were fighting again. Wu Tong and Tianniu were working together to support Lin Shuoshan, but suddenly they saw Don Quixote sigh.

He pulled out his rusty sword.

A trace appeared out of thin air on Lin Shuoshan's body.

There are three super players in the killer organization. Among them, Dragon Shadow is the spider's vest, Scholar is the psychologist's vest, and Windmill is Don Quixote's vest.

This vest is relatively obvious and many people can guess it.

When Don Quixote takes action, the situation suddenly reverses.

On the land of Southeast Asia, countless places were destroyed by the aftermath of the battle in the sky. Some of the attacks also fell on the southern part of the East Asia region.

Both the Dragon God and the Ability God intend to protect civilians, but they don't seem to be of much use.

It has to be said that even the Dragon God who has been expelled from the Tribunal has a relatively high moral level. At least it is everyone's subconscious habit to protect ordinary people.

As the battlefield criss-crossed, I was unknowingly guided by the spider towards the headquarters of the Butterfly Organization.

Du Ziming carried Meng Qianlin on his back and led Gabriel to the battlefield.

On the other side, at Perlman's headquarters, several super players gathered to face an unprecedented powerhouse. The leader started a ceremony and ordered the members of his command to return to their positions. Even the resistance fighters on the battlefield felt that the enemy had become

Easy to deal with.

Because a large number of players were taken away by Perlman and brought to America, the believers in the apostle's paradise after death were also recruited by him.

Everyone came to the game world Celestial People in the Perlman headquarters. This is not only the game world of Perlman's leader, but also a common game for all the super players of Perlman.

Today, everyone who is supposed to be here has arrived.

"Hey, it looks like a few bugs are coming?" Perlman, who was preparing to carry out his own plan and achieve the final form, sneered. He didn't take Iron Hand Zhui Ming and others seriously at all.

He really doesn't need to take it seriously.

In the meantime, Perlman raised a hand, and the northern sea dragon, jaguar, owl, Maine coon cat, and chipmunk all turned into fingers, and then the dragon's breath sprayed out, covering the group of people defending the group.

Wu Hui and Liu Dangren were knocked straight into the sea not long after they broke through. Their lives and deaths are unknown.

The God of Song fell to the ground and was just about to do something when he saw the God of Guns shoot him, blowing his head off. This time, he was unable to save him in time.

It is impossible to protect oneself even if one pursues one's own life.

The gun master, weapons master, bombardier, scalpel, and transparent man also turned into fingers.

Then, the internal organs return to their proper place.

The ears, eyes, mouth and tongue are in their proper place.

The entire celestial body left the game world and transformed into entities.

And the leader is naturally the brain.

The magician's hand is not a hand, but his chosen assistant brain to assist him in thinking.

Next, the spine and other bones are put back into place, and the blood, immune system, and muscles are in place.

The whole world is busy fighting, and no one can stop him. Perlman fuses all his subordinates and finally becomes the truly strongest person in the world.

Maybe some people want to struggle, but in front of level 13 players, they are completely unable to resist.

The process of merging the brain is quite dangerous. One is that the resistance of the magician's hand is relatively strong, and the other is that it is always dangerous to open the brain. Fortunately, there will be no Level 13 in the world at this time.

It's just that the leader feels like he has forgotten something...

Goethe punched out of the air, and the blow was earth-shattering:

"After months of squatting, it's finally time for me to take action."
Chapter completed!