Ghost of Gluttony, Ace Versus Ace

"Xu Lang should win this time too, right?" Han Jisoo trusted Xu Lang a lot, but seeing him accept the challenge again, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Xu Lang has won three consecutive matches, and the players from the Strange Tales Building still dare to accept the challenge. Those players must be formidable!

"Definitely!" Wang Yazhi said firmly.

She trusted Xu Lang's abilities, and even more so, she trusted Xu Lang decisiveness.

Gu Ya clasped her hands together in prayer. Although she feared Xu Lang Xu Lang, she truly regarded him as her husband. After all, she came from a sect that considered seeing a woman's true face taboo. After their lovemaking, she could only be completely devoted to him.

"Lang Ge will be alright..." Tong Qi's mind flashed back to the image of Song Fei strangling Chaoyang to death, and she suddenly felt a chill and a sense of foreboding.

And her intuition is always very accurate.

Compared to Han Jisoo and her friends' worries, the other players in the Mad King Building were overjoyed, convinced that Xu Lang would definitely win.

Their worship of Xu Lang was blind.

With the Demon King Xu Lang making his move, how could we possibly lose?

Moreover, they couldn't help but become somewhat arrogant.

The players in the other Dormitory Building aren't very good either. Maybe I should give it a try?

Aygul stood up, wanting to move around, but her steps were restricted, and she could only stay in place.

At this moment, she felt the same way as Han Jisoo and the others.

I'm very worried.

"Your Majesty, why don't you ask Sister Yaxuan and the others? You don't need to be too anxious. Lang Ge will definitely, absolutely, definitely win!" Su Yuan said from the same row of seats.

He moved back to the First Floor, and although he was no longer Aygul's tenant, he still held a very high status.

"Why?" Aygul asked, puzzled.

"Because we can only believe that Lang Ge will win!" Su Yuan said earnestly.

With Xu Lang dead, the Mad King Building will be reshuffled!

Those players who were close to Xu Lang are very likely to be purged.

Aygul was taken aback, but instead of feeling relieved, she became even more anxious.

"After King Xu Lang wins, be sure to send him a private message and tell him to stop fighting... I'll agree to anything he asks tonight."

Aygul.

Anyone with common sense could see the danger of Xu Lang's Duel.

Players of the Strange Tales Building will definitely try every means to win.

Players like Wu Huihui, Kui Zi, Pandora, Zhang Dahai, Zhang Sanfeng, and Li Shuwen, who hold high positions or possess considerable strength, can all recognize Xu Lang's importance to the Mad King Building.

Only when you're well-fed can you have a comprehensive view of the situation.

They belong to this group of people who have enough to eat.

"A son of a wealthy family should not sit under a dangerous roof," Li Shuwen murmured softly, a hint of helplessness appearing in his usually composed expression.

Zhu Yan glanced around at the excited players and whispered to Li Shuwen, "That's just Lang Ge's style."

Li Wenwen was caught in the middle, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

Style? What style? A winning style?

In the rest room of the Mad King Building, Xu Lang sat cross-legged, with the Purgatory March resting on his knees.

Song Fei was perhaps the most formidable enemy he had ever encountered.

Although he was just a combatant in the dormitory of the Floor Leader, not the Floor Leader or some kind of top-tier expert, he was indeed strong.

The historical significance of the old Dormitory Building is no joke.

To be honest, this Duel is quite risky.

But Song Fei desperately wanted what the Blood-Clad Man had given him!

He also desperately wanted Song Fei's abilities!

The Strange Tales Building Purgatory March, and Xu Lang also coveted their treasures.

We are all both prey and hunter.

"You're already this strong, so it's okay for me to use my skills a little, right?"

"A small business doesn't count as a business."

Xu Lang closed his eyes and entered the Simulation dream.

With two minutes remaining in the final Duel, Xu Lang exited the dream, his brow furrowed.

"So strong, really so strong!" Xu Lang exhaled, a fighting spirit igniting in his eyes.

This Duel was a regular Duel. After selecting five pieces of equipment and one item, he stepped out of the lounge.

Amidst the anticipation of the crowd, Xu Lang made his appearance.

There were more spectators than before, at least five or six hundred, and even the Sky Dome Building had a lot of spectators.

These players who can afford the tickets are all quite capable.

"If someone controls thousands of Dormitory Building in Dormitory Survival Game, that power wouldn't be weak even in the Blood Mist World, right?"

Xu Lang thought crossed Xu Lang's mind, but he quickly cleared it away and fixed his gaze on Song Fei directly in front of him.

Song Fei had been waiting for a long time, his hands in his pockets, glancing sideways at Xu Lang, or more accurately, at Purgatory March.

Upon seeing the magnificent appearance of the Purgatory March, Song Fei's pupils immediately contracted.

"This is Mythic... no, this is Epic weapon!" He looked at Xu Lang and said, suppressing his excitement.

Xu Lang chuckled, "You've got a good eye. Is that ' Proof of Survival' in your inventory? Have you even considered how you're going to survive?"

Song Fei remained silent, and a gigantic scarlet demon appeared behind him.

This evil spirit had no lower body; its upper body was pressed against the ground, protecting Song Fei's body within it. Its arms were thick and powerful, and it had a pair of bull horns on its head. A huge tongue covered in saliva dangled from its lips, and it stared greedily at Xu Lang and... Song Fei beneath it.

"I'm so hungry, Song Fei, I'm so hungry!" The scarlet demon's voice was as loud as a bell, and even its voice could cause a physical attack, causing cracks to appear in the ground.

"Eat this with me, and you'll be full!" Song Fei took out a Western-style knife and walked towards Xu Lang with a cold expression.

[The Ghost of Gluttony: Strange Tale from Purgatory, possessing a millionth of the divine power of gluttony within him]

The Ghost of Gluttony Epiphyllum last time, and the audience didn't get a good look. Now that they saw the Ghost of Gluttony in its entirety, they were all horrified.

The Ghost of Gluttony had a terrifying aura; those sitting in the audience felt as if they were actually there.

"Such terrifying power! Is this the ' King-Class Strange Tale ' of the Strange Tales Building?"

"Song Fei, this guy really loves Duel. He's on a seven-game winning streak right now, and he's defeated every single one of his opponents."

"Tsk tsk, that kid is probably in big trouble. This Strange Tale is so big, one slap and it would probably shatter a level 20 gate."

Just as the players were taking notice of the Ghost of Gluttony, a ball of crimson flame rose from the other end of the Arena.

As Xu Lang walked, flames spontaneously arose, and when the flames died down, a monster three meters tall descended upon the scene!

The Blood Rakshasa's face was several times more ferocious than the Ghost of Gluttony's, yet its ears, nose, mouth, and jaw were all angular, giving it a terrifying aesthetic. Its expression vaguely resembled Xu Lang himself.

But no matter how "exquisite" its murderous appearance may be, its core is undoubtedly vicious!

Many players gasped in shock upon seeing Blood Rakshasa's face, their hearts skipping a beat.

Even from a distance, it has this effect; if one were actually being stared at by this Demon, the psychological pressure on that person would be unimaginable!

After slaughtering his way through the Blood Mist World, the Blood Rakshasa Blood Pact grew stronger than before, and the Purgatory March in his hand felt like a small knife.

Huff~

The Seven Kill Blood Qi surged forth, Purgatory March with a thick layer of blood-red gauze, making it nearly twice as large out of thin air. Rolling blood-red sword qi extended outwards, at least three meters long!

"Ultimate Liberation!"

Xu Lang raised his hand and used Power of Taboo.

If possible, he wanted to take Song Fei away in one fell swoop.

The flames of his soul began to burn, and in an instant, Xu Lang's aura soared to unprecedented heights, causing the air around him to shatter and explode, producing tiny bolts of lightning.

"Gulp~"

A player from the Sacrifice Building swallowed hard.

He realized that this Mad King Building Player was no pushover either!

Is this really a sixth-generation player!?

Are there any players like this in the sixth generation?

What were you doing during your sixth term?

He seemed ecstatic because he had just received a submachine gun...