The weird game of the ancient gods

At the same time - Shadow Dragon Club Headquarters:

As a well-known killer organization, the headquarters of the Shadow Dragon Society is not built in the mountains and forests, nor is it hidden in historical sites. It is not even hidden.

Located in a commercial office building in the Thames District of London, tourists and business elites walking on the nearby streets would never have imagined that a group of killers lived just a few hundred meters away from them.

This hidden-away-from-the-city style has allowed the Shadow Dragon Society to remain stable for a long time. However, today, in the conference room at the headquarters, there was a gloomy atmosphere.

"South Asia lost seven more killers, including a gold medal killer."

"That bitch is crazy, we gotta stop her."

"Stop? How to stop her? We don't know where she is at all, let alone what means she used to avoid our tracking. She is like a ghost and cannot be caught at all..."

"We can't continue like this."

Several principals were arguing loudly, and they no longer had the calmness of the past.

"That's enough!" A majestic voice made everyone stop arguing and look at the president, the Seventh Generation Shadow Dragon, who was sitting at the head of the conference room.

Shadow Dragon's eyes slowly swept across the crowd, "There is no need for us to catch her. Since she wants to take revenge on the organization, then as the leader, I am naturally her ultimate target. As long as I reveal a little information to her, she will naturally come to her door. of."

"President, are you saying that we revealed some false news to her?"

"No, it's true news. This woman is very shrewd. False news may not seduce her."

"But this is very dangerous. What if-"

"There is no such thing as a contingency. Don't forget that our Shadow Dragon Society is a killer organization. If we can't get rid of even one traitor, why is there any need to continue to exist? Just do this."

Snap-pop-pop. A burst of applause suddenly rang out in the silent conference room, interrupting everyone's conversation.

In the darkness, a slender figure slowly appeared.

Bai Ye looked at everyone present with a smile, "President, you are indeed courageous, but you don't have to go to such trouble, I'm here right now."

Everyone present looked at her in surprise, but Shadow Dragon had a sneer on his face, "It's you, traitor, you dare to come back."

"Why don't you dare? The organization has done so many things for me, and I always want to pay something back."

"Although I don't know how you broke in, you are only one person. Are you here to die alone?"

The supervisors calmly touched the weapons on their waists. When the killer organization holds a meeting, either everyone does not carry weapons or everyone carries weapons, but the style of the Shadow Dragon Society is biased towards the latter.

"Then let's give it a try and see who dies."

"Do it!"

With a shout, everyone drew their guns at the same time, but Bai Ye's voice disappeared like a ghost. A cold light flashed behind Shadow Dragon. His body froze in place. After a few seconds, his head slowly fell from his neck. The gun in his hand had just touched the handle.

Bai Ye stood behind Shadow Dragon and smiled charmingly at everyone, "Gentlemen, let's dance."

The next second, gunshots rang out like exploding beans.

A few minutes later, as the last assassin elder slowly fell, silence finally fell in the conference room.

Bai Ye took a deep breath of the blood-filled air in the venue, with an expression of relief on his face. Everything was finally over.

She was about to leave when her watch suddenly rang.

Bai Ye lowered his head and looked at the watch on his hand, showing a solemn expression.

Meanwhile - Los Angeles:

The set of "Rocky".

"Ka! Tom, you did a good job. Now that this point is over, let's take a break. Come here, Tom, and I'll tell you about the play."

The Prodigal waved to the actors and directors of Rocky.

The director ran over in a hurry.

"What's matter."

"I think Loki's strength shown here is still too weak. He needs to be more powerful. After all, Loki is a god - so let's give him the ability to control time."

The director looked helpless. He didn't know where he came from. He had been with him since the first day of filming, giving various instructions and adding settings to Loki from time to time.

But he didn't dare to offend him. Even his boss was extremely respectful to this man...

"This is because Loki does not have such an ability. His time stone has been taken away. How can we explain the addition of such an ability?"

"It doesn't matter. No explanation is needed. We have to leave room for the audience to make up their minds. Anyway, that's it."

"By the way, I have some new ideas for the ending. When dealing with that big monster, let the old Loki use his ultimate move to summon Asgard, Odin, Thor, etc. Pulling it out to fight against that big monster is similar to a summoning spell, do you understand?"

The director said helplessly: "Isn't this too exaggerated?"

"It's not an exaggeration, it's not an exaggeration. Think about it, old Loki has lived for thousands of years. Even if he levels up every year, his strength will probably be as strong as Odin's after thousands of years, or even stronger than Odin's. It’s nothing to make a big move.”

"But we need actors to play Odin and Thor, and the budget is not enough."

"Budget is not a problem. I will go to Disney headquarters later and it will be absolutely no problem."

The director's heart is telling the truth.

There was a sound of beep beep beep beep. The prodigal son glanced at his watch, and his expression suddenly changed.

There was a moment of uncertainty on his face, "In short, just act according to my request. I leave this place to you. You must fix it for me. I have to leave for a while. Don't fool me."

At the same time - in a certain ancient castle in Romania.

Isabella slowly walked into this ancient and mysterious castle. The Gothic architectural style reminded her of a scene in a certain vampire movie.

She felt uneasy and a little unbelievably excited.

Cathy, who brought her in, warned, "Isabella, when you meet the master later, don't be rude and be respectful. The master is a great blood race from thousands of years ago. He has never had anything to do with ignorant mortals." patiently."

"Don't worry, I know how to do it." Isabella said perfunctorily, looking around greedily.

When the two walked into the castle hall, Isabella saw a dozen vampires standing on both sides of the hall. They were wearing black high-collared dresses. They were handsome, with pale skin, and their pupils shone in the candlelight. Under the red light, everyone was so elegant, beautiful, and noble in temperament, which made Isabella dazzled.

In addition to her and Kathy, there were two teenagers and a girl, who were all the first lovers chosen this time.

Suddenly, there was a sound of wings flapping. When she looked up, she saw a man in black robes suddenly falling from the sky with wings flashing. His long black hair danced wildly in the wind, and his evil face looked down like a king. Everyone, those vampires knelt down on one knee and saluted their master.

The man glanced at the five people and said, "Young people, have you decided to join us and become a noble vampire, a son of the night?"

"I have decided."

"I've decided too."

"I am willing to be loyal to your great master. I just want to join the vampire clan."

"Bite me master."

The leader looked at the boys and girls in front of him and sneered in his heart. The identities of these people he selected were not ordinary. They were either daughters of wealthy families or children of high-ranking officials. It can be said that they were all from the upper class, but now they were all devout. Kneeling down in front of him, it can only be said that popular culture has over-beautified vampires, and they have been led here with a little trick.

"Then as you wish." He walked towards Isabella, grabbed her neck domineeringly, and bit her down.

The fangs bit through the girl's tender neck. Isabella felt dizzy. The massive loss of blood made her feel suffocated. Fortunately, the leader had hugged people for the first time more than a dozen times. He was very experienced and sucked her. After a few sips, she stopped and a cup was handed to her. The cup contained the leader's blood.

"Drink Isabella, drink this cup of blood, and you will become one of us and rule the world with us. This is the destiny of the children of the night."

Isabella took the cup and drank the blood greedily. A strange feeling awakened in her body. The originally dark hall was now extremely clear. She could hear the chirping of insects hundreds of meters away. , she can sense subtle changes in the air flow...

Is this what it feels like to be a vampire? Amazing.

Isabella was extremely excited. The Twilight Saga, The Vampire Diaries, True Blood...the influence of countless film and television dramas had already made her a fanatical admirer of vampires. She even changed her name later. Reference The heroine of the Twilight Saga, now she finally has the opportunity to become a noble vampire, which makes her feel like she is in a dream.

Soon all the people were transformed into vampires by the leader.

"Very well, you are my children now."

Several boys and girls could feel that a subtle connection had been established between the black-haired man in front of them. Several of them knelt down devoutly and offered their loyalty to the master who gave them eternal life.

“What we’re going to do next—” Didi, beep, beep.

A strange electronic sound interrupted the solemn ceremony. The vampires looked at each other in confusion. Several high-level vampire nobles who were the first to be transformed by the leader showed dissatisfaction. Who the hell is participating in the Dark Moon Ceremony without turning off their mobile phones and setting them to vibrate? It's okay, if you have some quality, it ruins the atmosphere too much.

Everyone checked around, and finally their eyes fell on the leader.

The leader waved his hand in embarrassment and looked at the watch on his hand with a look of uncertainty.

Meanwhile - Africa - Candania:

Chug tug tug, tug tug tug! Ta-ta-ta-ta! boom!

The sound of bullets, explosions, and the sound of tanks running over corpses filled the battlefield.

Overlord glanced at the approaching government troops in front, and suddenly jumped out of the bunker.

"Overlord - come back quickly, you don't want to live anymore." The mercenary captain shouted loudly. These mercenaries are paid to do things, so there is no need to work too hard, but I don't know what this newcomer thinks. Every time they fight, Be at the front.

The overlord turned a deaf ear. Holding an M60 in one hand and a long bullet belt in the other, he rushed forward like Rambo in First Blood, firing while charging, "Die, you bastards! Hall of Valor" I'm coming! Ahhh!" Boom boom boom! Explosions came and went.

Bullets were flying in all directions, but whether it was the Overlord's luck or the bad shooting skills of the black uncles opposite him, none of them hit him.

Half an hour later——

Looking at the scene of corpses strewn around him, Overlord silently dropped his gun, took out a cigar and lit one.

He thought to himself that he was dead now. He had been a mercenary for several months and fought in more than a dozen battles, but he still couldn't die.

Is Asgard's summons really useless now?

The Overlord didn't really want to die, but after finally saving fifty rough stones and not having a chance to draw a card, his mentality was a bit broken. He just went to Africa to fight and play. If he died, he would report to the Hall of Valor. If he died in bed or somewhere, If he died in a car accident, that would be the end of the game.

But I didn't expect that the less afraid of death, the harder it would be to die, and he couldn't really commit suicide. Oh, it's really terrible.

Chief Zatan laughed and walked towards the mercenaries, "Haha, you have done a good job. We are finally going to succeed. If we capture the last city, Candania will be ours. When I take it, president……"

Didi didi.

A burst of electronic sound interrupted the other party's words. Overlord glanced at the watch in his hand in disbelief, with a look of ecstasy on his face, "Haha, the game is finally opening. I want to retire. I have played enough war games." , you go ahead."

The mercenary leader was speechless, "What, where are you going?"

"To fight in a real war."

——————

The young master slowly walked down from the large bed of several tens of square meters. Behind him, there were five or six women who had fainted due to exhaustion of energy lying in various directions.

The young master opened a briefcase, picked up a book inside, and flipped through a few pages. Although he had just experienced a two-hour battle, not only was he not tired at all, but he felt full of strength.

The book "Yin Yang Body Refining Technique" I spent a lot of spiritual stones on in the fairy world is indeed extraordinary, and it is worthy of enduring the torture of the Pain Card.

Not only has his strength in bed increased several times, but he can also absorb the power of yin and yang during intercourse.

And this is just a harvest from the game. Unfortunately, this game has been closed, otherwise——

Beep beep beep beep, the sound of the watch made the young master stunned for a moment, with a look of ecstasy on his face.

At the same moment, every player received such a prompt.

After 24 hours.

With a creak, a Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped in front of the game cabin. Xia Yu got out of the car and felt excited looking at the game cabin in front of him.

It’s been almost half a year and I can finally play games again.

He thought in his mind that the previous idea of ​​​​retiring from traveling had long been forgotten.

He couldn't wait to push the door and walk in, and went up to the second floor. Before he could go upstairs, he heard several familiar voices coming from upstairs.

Xia Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he was actually a little moved.