Lin Shiyun should be completely dead this time.

The main consciousness is divided into three parts, each part can perform at most eleven levels. And the body and mind are transformed into women.

His mental strength was divided by Du Ziming and his harem group, and everything was eaten away.

Wu Hui didn't know how he could jump out in this situation. They said that centipede insects are dead but not stiff, but this time it should be completely dead, right?

Or not necessarily, maybe one day Du Ziming dies, Beihailong, Gabriel, and Lin Shiyun in the Queen Ant's consciousness will appear again and stir up trouble.

"Oh, I'm trying not to kill myself." Du Ziming waved his hand.

Wu Hui didn't say anything. He looked at the mess in this place and said, "If you can control it, you can go back to Beihailong and send it back to Mars to work."

"okok." Du Ziming agreed, and Wu Hui evacuated after doing some finishing work.

This time, many of the world's last hidden dangers died.

I can only say thank you to Lin Shiyun.

At the same time, in a rental house, a teenager got up and said: "It's too bad. Are we going to start over from a level 6 player this time?"

Lin Shiyun, who Wu Hui thought was completely dead, seemed to have a back-up plan.

However, this backup plan is useless.

There was a knock on the door.

Lin Shiyun sighed: "Please come in."

Zhou Zidu walked in and looked at him. The two had fought and cooperated for decades, and there were only a few players of their generation left.

If he could choose a way to die, then dying at the hands of Zhou Zidu would be the best outcome for Lin Shiyun.

"I just said you can't really disappear." Lin Shiyun looked at his old friend, still very calm.

"The key is, I have to see if the world can still function normally without me. It seems possible now." The presiding judge said, "I'm here to help the younger generations deal with some minor hidden dangers."

Lin Shiyun was dissatisfied: "Am I a hidden danger?"

Zhou Zidu: "It's been so miserable, and my intelligence has dropped to 12 points. Isn't it a small hidden danger?"

"Okay... but you are still afraid of me." Lin Shiyun smiled.

"If I weren't afraid, you wouldn't have come." Zhou Zidu said, "I'm very happy to see that Wu Hui, Li Shengjun, Liu Dangren, and even Du Ziming can grow up and replace the old guys like us."

"Now that you have been replaced."

"Then just lie down and stop pretending to be dead."

"After all these years of friendship, I beg you to help me."

Zhou Zidu held down Lin Shiyun's head. At this time, Lin Shiyun was still smiling, looking nonchalant.

But if you really don’t care, why do you do so many things? Prepare so many means of resurrection? When you said you wanted to test the strength of the Black Death, were you serious, or was it just a casual talk? What preparations were you making in your heart?

What's the plan?

In fact, Zhou Zidu still had many things he wanted to ask, but he didn't ask in the end.

Lin Shiyun's life breath disappeared.

This time it was a true and complete death, a clean and thorough death, and it was settled once and for all.

Zhou Zidu, who left alone, sighed.

In fact, Lin Shiyun is not completely dead now. His consciousness is still scattered in the bodies of three women with Du Ziming.

But his story as the chief chess player has come to an end.

Zhou Zidu put Lin Shiyun's body into the grave he had prepared long ago. There was another grave next to it. The tombstone was empty and unengraved. It was reserved for him by the presiding judge. But that was many years ago.

At that time, he and Lin Shiyun were preparing to rebel against the People's League order. Before setting off, Lin Shiyun ordered a tombstone as a joke and invited Zhou Zidu to make the reservation together.

What on earth was I thinking before I agreed to let him play this?

The presiding judge may remember, but he doesn't really want to remember.

It's time to get ready.

There are thirteen demon servants of the Black Death, each of whom has strength beyond level 13 players. They are all powerful beings who have destroyed their own planet and civilization and are appreciated by the Black Death.

One of them, called the Prison King, is approaching the Earth now. He will arrive in about ten years.

This is what the playwright told him.

If he wants to prevent the disaster from coming, the presiding judge has only one way, and that is to become a servant of the devil.

He is going to take the test as a playwright.

It seems that this earth must be left to you, Wu Hui, Liu Dangren, Du Ziming, Li Shengjun, Wang Diewu, Goethe...

Well, that's pretty good. Even if you don't have me, it won't be a big problem.

Zhou Zidu was quite relieved.

He is ready to go.

In this unknown place, he quietly began the trial of a playwright. The only bystander was Lin Shiyun who was in the grave.

Many years ago, his father advised Zhou Zidu not to meddle in his own business, but now it seems that he didn't listen at all. When the Prison King comes, he can just run away with the people around him, so why risk his life and lose his freedom to become a demon god?

Where are the servants?

Protecting the world should never be the responsibility of one person.

My father named himself Zidu because he wanted me to take care of myself and not care about other people, right? It's a pity that I didn't listen to him.

Zhou Zidu came to a starry sky and the trial began.

In front of him was the collector's body.

…

Wu Hui didn't know what Zhou Zidu had done. He hadn't seen the presiding judge for several months. And with the presiding judge's hiding ability, no one would be able to find him if he didn't come forward.

The presiding judge who likes to operate in secret has always guarded the world alone.

He has no true companions, only followers and students. Lin Shiyun, the only one who is considered a strong contemporary with him, was also sent away today. Zhou Zidu probably looks at the earth with the mentality of a father looking after his children.

.That’s why I chose to guard silently behind the scenes.

It's great, but a bit not smart enough. Of course, it's also because the information he got from the playwright is not allowed to be told to others.

In front of the devil, everyone actually has no choice at all.

After the battle, Wu Hui turned around and saw Wang Diewu.

"Is the fight over?" Die Wu came here to help. If something went wrong, it would be three level 13 players attacking Lin Shiyun, but now it seems that there is no need.

"Yeah." Wu Hui nodded.

Although he has become a level 13 player, he still can't beat King Diewu, but at least he won't be suppressed casually like before, and then do this and that in bed. When facing Queen Butterfly, Wu Hui felt much more confident.

Wang Diewu lay directly on Wu Hui's back: "What's next? I'm so bored lately, let's play something?"

Wu Hui: "What do you want to play? You can invite super players who have nothing to do to fight at the edge of the solar system. By the way, set up a space defense and reconnaissance system."

"Hmm..." Diewu began to think about the feasibility of this proposal.
Chapter completed!