Xu Lang's First Victory, Loser's Gift Box!

"That wretched dog, always making me worry! What if he dies and there's no body left? That way, you can't be brought back to life!"

Red Butterfly stared at Xu Lang, cursing inwardly.

Why don't you just start swearing?

I've had my breath stuffed in too many times before because I have bad breath, so I'm a little hesitant to do

"Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong with you? Are you too scared to move? Why aren't you attacking yet?" Bei Moting mocked Xu Lang when he saw him still standing there motionless.

"I'm thinking about how to kill you," Xu Lang said truthfully.

One-hit kill?

That's too violent.

If I really do that, how am I supposed to hook up with my teammates Bei Moting?

Bei Moting's teammates were also in the stands, and they were very malicious.

"Haha, you ordinary players wouldn't understand the dangers of the Strange Tale. Today, I'll show you... the power of the rules!" Bei Moting laughed wildly and took out a flute to play.

The next second.

Countless rats crawled out from his clothes, instantly forming a black rat swarm that rushed towards Xu Lang.

These rats had sharp teeth and mouths, and their bodies emitted an ominous black aura.

Seating area of Sky Dome Building.

The fewest people came to watch the game were from the Sky Dormitory Building; there were only two.

At this moment, a square-faced man with his arms crossed chuckled and said, "I remember now, the Strange Tale sealed inside this person is called the Magic Flute, right?"

"Yes, the origin is a medieval Legendary of a piper who could control rats." Another woman in a white shirt nodded. "To kill players from the Strange Tales Building, you need strong intelligence gathering abilities. This Purgatory hasn't even seen a battle performance by Strange Tales Building players. This time, it's probably going to be a very bad situation."

"Boring..." The square-faced man shook his head and said, "If this Mad King Building is full of brutes like Purgatory, that would be too ridiculous. I hope we can run into them in the next tower battle."

The woman in the white shirt didn't laugh, but said calmly, "Dormitory Building capable of unlocking a god-level structure is no ordinary building... Mad King, judging from the name, perhaps he's the berserker type?"

"Ha." The square-faced man chuckled. "Then why not call it the Berserker Tower?"

"I don't know." The woman in the white shirt shook her head, adjusted her red-rimmed glasses, and stared at the arena, saying, "Last time, the ability that the Magic Flute displayed was immortality. The rats were endless, and he himself could transform into a rat, making him immortal and indestructible."

"Ha!" The square-faced man laughed again. "What immortality? That flute is the real body. The players in the Strange Tales Building aren't human anymore. All the players you fought before were targeting the wrong thing, of course they lost!"

Squeak squeak squeak~

Xu Lang stepped into the swarm of rats, his blade like a bulldozer, sweeping away swarms of rats with a casual swing, startling them into squeaking and screaming.

"It's no use..." Bei Moting's lips curled up. "The rats will come back to life; you can't kill them all."

Two or three seconds later, the smile on his face suddenly froze!

The number of empty spaces in the Arena is increasing!

The rat died instantly after being slashed!

"Something's wrong! Something's wrong! Something's wrong!"

Bei Moting screamed inwardly. Seeing Xu Lang getting closer and closer, he ducked down, transformed into a rat, and blended into the swarm of rats.

A hint of boredom lurked in Xu Lang's eyes as he casually swung his blade.

Sorry, he's really not good at pretending.

When he was little Karami, he pretended not to care.

But now that the number one player in the Mad King Building is acting like a clown, pretending to be struggling, it would be rather ridiculous.

Two minutes later, only one rat remained, huddled against the corner of the wall, trembling.

Bei Moting: Is there a more desperate way to die?

"How could this be?!" The square-faced man suddenly stood up. "Where did the immortality of the Strange Tale go?!"

The woman in the white shirt was also shocked. "Impossible! The immortality of Strange Tale is already terrifyingly strong, and Bei Moting's Strange Tale are even characterized by immortality. How could he die so easily!"

As observers of the Sky Dome Building, the two had never encountered anything like this before.

Observers are players who attend every Duel performance and record the battle data of all players as a strategic resource.

This is a manifestation of socialization and centralization.

The ecosystem of the Sky Dome Building has already moved beyond its wild and untamed state.

Meanwhile, players in the Sacrifice Building and the Strange Tales Building also couldn't sit still.

Immortality is the most disgusting characteristic of Strange Tale!

As a rival to the Strange Tales Building, the Sacrifice Building needs a way to counter immortality, and the Strange Tales Building itself needs one too!

Because the game levels they face are mainly based on Strange Tale!

"It's that knife! This is definitely not the effect of a skill, it's that knife!" a player from the Strange Tales Building shouted.

The Purgatory March a deep crimson light, as if a river of blood was about to flow from the blade.

The player, his eyes bloodshot, screamed wildly, "This is a divine weapon that can kill Strange Tale!!!"

Upon hearing this, all the players from the Strange Tales Building were watching the battle couldn't sit still any longer!

Several of them left the Arena immediately, informing their "parents at home."

A permanent item that can kill Strange Tale has never appeared in the Strange Tales Building before; the only way to defeat Strange Tale has always been through sealing!

And now, a knife capable of killing Strange Tale is placed right in front of you!

This is absolutely the treasure that will grace the front of the building!

We must get it at all costs!

"Though mountains and rivers separate us, we are bound by affection; please spare my life!" Bei Moting's teeth chattered.

This seems like a joke.

But even idiots die!

Xu Lang severed Bei Moting's rat head with a single stroke, sighing inwardly.

"I won't appear too strong and cause no one to Duel me, will I?"

"Oh well, never mind!"

"I just can't act it out. If I can't get the Duel Points, so be it!"

Living environment shapes one's temperament, and upbringing shapes one's physique; he is no longer the insignificant person he once was.

Congratulations to "Purgatory" from Mad King Building Player for winning!

After Bei Moting died, Xu Lang was teleported back to the lounge.

There was still one person here at that moment.

That's Hu Jianguo, who won the last match.

"Lang, Lang Ge!" Hu Jianguo's heart tightened when he saw Xu Lang.

Hu Jianguo's injuries have all healed.

This is a perk for the winner.

Xu Lang didn't respond, but silently sat down to the side and took out a gift box.

[The Bei Moting's Loser's Gift Box]

[Type: Item]

[Effect: Open to receive a mysterious surprise]

[Description: The loser has voluntarily offered his head; please accept it.]

"The loser willingly offers up his head? How cruel. Even in death, the loser is still humiliated."

Xu Lang opened the gift box.

Congratulations on obtaining "The Magic Flute"!

The Magic Flute

[Genre: Strange Tale Oddity]

[Level: 15]

[Rarity: Uncommon]

[Introduction: Leprosy, plague, bird-beaked doctors and patients... In this chaotic world, let us play our instruments and forget all our troubles.]

[Enter the "Strange Tale World" to capture the Magic Flute?]

[Note: Strange Tale Oddity will only have negative effects on the holder if they are not captured.]

No!

Xu Lang refused.

[Nightmare Eye - Magic Flute: A wondrous artifact containing immortality and negative energy]

This thing is perfect for Fusion!

I'm not a trash can; there's absolutely no need to insert a Strange Tale inside me, unless it's for comfort...

Seeing that Xu Lang had ignored him from beginning to end, Hu Jianguo breathed a sigh of relief, shrank back in his seat, his eyes filled with anxiety.

The player's time in the rest room was limited, and he was thinking about how to survive after he got out. Zhou Chang's teammates were all extraordinary, and they would definitely seek revenge.

Floor Leader Xiao Yan wouldn't stand up for him; he could only rely on himself!