The Little God Who Sells the Protagonist

Chapter 440 Domination
Plane riots usually happen in well-developed, high-level task planes, and relatively low-level task planes that newcomers can come into contact with, but such situations rarely happen.

Just because it rarely happens doesn't mean it won't happen.For example, this time, Wang Yichen and others won the prize.

The silver-haired old man turned his head and moved his gaze to another monitoring screen.It was the surveillance screen facing the main entrance of the Devil Research Center, and there happened to be a scene where Wang Yichen was knocked away by the little devil.

Seeing this scene, the silver-haired old man frowned, and said to the middle-aged woman beside him, "Where's Nelson?"

"Squeak!" Before the middle-aged woman could answer, the door of this small private room suddenly opened, and the Nelson that the silver-haired old man was talking about, that is, Mr. Nelson the red-haired clown, the host and referee of Death Runner, walked in from the door.

"Nelson, have you already used the power of the ruler?" Seeing the red-haired clown, the silver-haired old man immediately asked, his voice slightly uneasy.

"There is no way, dear old Qi." The red-haired clown spread his hands, "The Wang Yichen outside the door is different from other players. If he is allowed to enter the master space, I can guarantee that he will mess everything up. Damn it, I can only stop him."

"I have given enough help to Su Mubai and his red team, and even mobilized many demons to fight in person. But I still can't stop that Wang Yichen, he is a lunatic. There is no way, I can only use the master's The power strengthens the toys at the door... Well, they are the so-called card soldiers in the mouth of the players. But whether they can complete the task, I am still not sure."

After a moment of silence, the silver-haired old man stroked the handrail and said, "But you should know that once we use the power of the ruler, we may be exposed. For this day, we have calculated too much and prepared too much. Not very optimistic. Of course you also know that we have no retreat, and if we fail, we will die."

"You said it too, it's just that it might be exposed." The red-haired clown shrugged, "To be honest, I don't really agree with Jason's judgment..."

Speaking of this, the red-haired clown paused for a moment, and glanced at the middle-aged man beside him. The middle-aged man sat with a blank expression on his face, unable to tell if he had any objections to what the red-haired clown said.

"Lord, Devil's City, Death Runner...these things are indeed amazing. They look like God's masterpieces. But is that really the case? Does God really exist? I can't see it. After all, it's just a technological product. , no matter how fantasy it looks, it is still a product of technology. Otherwise, why is the Lord a machine full of steel, instead of a little kid with a halo on his head, or a birdman with wings on his back? Hmm? Who can explain? at this point?"

"We have been studying the Overlord for a long time, and we are sure that we have understood all its functions and procedures, and it can no longer control us. Just today, at this moment, we can completely turn the Overlord into our control. In the meantime, the whole world will crawl under our feet, gentlemen! Such a great moment, why bother with those details?"

The silver-haired old man was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "What Jason said is not unreasonable, in fact, I think you should be able to feel it yourself, of course, I also feel it, I feel that there is indeed a mysterious force manipulating It may not be God, but it is certainly not a computer, or just a machine. Be careful, there is always nothing wrong."

"Okay, okay." The red-haired clown raised his hand, "But it's really not that I don't want to be careful. You should just look at the surveillance screen. That bastard is coming in soon. Look, even if he uses part of the master's power, We still may not be able to suppress him, so we can continue to be careful, right? The arrow is on the string and we have to shoot it. Everyone, if we miss this opportunity, we will never be able to turn around. "

The silver-haired old man turned his head to the screen, just in time to see Wang Yichen use Xi Yanyan's Nightmare Ghost Illusion Technique, which directly confused the dozen or so little devils, and the dozen or so little devils immediately began to pinch themselves with great joy.A few little demons rushed directly to the gate of the Demon Research Center, trying to break the door open.

The silver-haired old man sighed slightly, and said to the middle-aged man, "Jason, can you be sure that we can fully control the Juggernaut and never let these so-called gamers enter our world again?"

The middle-aged man spoke slowly, perhaps because he was not very talkative, his voice was very dry, like an old machine without lubricating oil: "As long as we let the Master run for more than 10 minutes, we can get our I want it. I have calculated it countless times, and there is no mistake."

The silver-haired old man nodded, stood up suddenly and said, "Then everyone, let us control our destiny!"

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The little devil finally passed the metal gate and the long laser corridor, and entered a slightly empty space.

There is nothing else in this space, only a strange looking machine.This machine is composed of metal and light, and the overall image looks like a completely naked, animal flesh and body, the metal is its muscles and bones, and the light is its blood.

This weird machine is the defender of the demon city order, the so-called super will in Xi Yanyan's mouth, and the master of the red-haired clowns.

As a card soldier, the little devil's IQ is not high, of course he can't control the master.But that's not his job either.

As a low-level unit of the demon department, little demons only use one skill besides physical attacks: Demon's Gate.This is a skill similar to a portal, but it can only be effective for similar demon bloodlines within a certain distance.

This is exactly what Su Mubo needs.As long as he enters the domination space through the Devil's Gate, he can successfully control the domination and win this mission!
Su Mubai, who has been revived, is resting with his eyes closed in the meeting room of the demon police station, waiting for the moment of teleportation.

"Ding!"

"Please note that your card soldier numbered E56736 has suffered a mental attack, and you have lost control of the card soldier."

At this moment, an optical brain reminder suddenly appeared in Su Mubai's mind.

"What's going on!" Su Mubai was shocked.

　Thank you Xueyeye Gucheng for your reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)