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Wei He was speechless.

He looked forward and looked at the view slowly emerging outside the high-intensity glass of the spacecraft.

Vortexes of different sizes appear different colors.

Between the vortexes, there is a thick dark red.

Dark red starry sky, dark red stars, and large hazy pus like dark red clouds.

'It should be somewhere inside the Xingyuan.' Wei He guessed.

"What are you going to do next?" He looked at Hei Meichi on the side.

This guy was still smashing his head and crying, and didn't hear his inquiry at all.

But the spacecraft soon shook slightly and lost all control.

"I'm glad that all the restarters have officially arrived at the final game scene. This is Barron."

A huge will shook and sounded in the space around Wei He.

The voice was a little frivolous, but the power and pressure mixed in it turned this frivolousness into evil.

"According to the rules, there are twelve restarters in total. You can choose to work together, fly to the end of the passage, then climb the black ladder, and work together to break through each palace again and again. Then the last winner can get a reward."

Barron began to tell the rules.

But Wei He had already known this, so he naturally wouldn't care. Instead, he had quite doubts about the three drops of pain that the master would eventually give.

A drop of effort can create a monarch, so why don’t the lord create more monarchs? Why must it be given as a reward?

If more monarchs were created, the Star Abyss might have swept across humans, destroyed the mother river, and achieved invincibility.

Wei He has not been fully involved in research in the past ten years.

Judging from the news obtained from the moonsea, Xingyuan seems invincible and extremely huge, but it is not without opponents.

Its real opponents, from beginning to end, actually exist throughout the universe.

This opponent Wei He has also been in contact with him before.

That is Mother River.

The Mother River is extremely mysterious, based on the information obtained from the monthly competition and the recovery.

Special techniques can be used inside the mother river to summon powerful spirits to come to battle.

The summoned spirits can be divided into soldiers, generals, legion levels, and true spirits.

In fact, it started to be a bit tricky from the legion level. This level has similar strength to the immortal level.

The true spirit exists above immortality.

This is also the powerful force of Tyrannosas's Tyrannosaurus, who has been sweeping the fleet everywhere.

And it is said that true spirits are also divided into levels.

Wei He didn't know where Mu He's strength was, but it's okay to be able to fight Xingyuan for many years, which means that there was definitely the same level there.

‘The master does not give much effort, which means that the creation of the monarch is also a considerable consumption for them.

But this time they were willing to take out three drops at once’

Wei He only felt that something seemed to be hidden in it.

Another point is that even if the restarter is unique, it depends on the accumulation of time, right?

Just ten years, I just want to catch up with the accumulation of others for thousands or tens of thousands of years, and I want to defeat the Black Flame Lord? Isn’t it a bit too exaggerated?

With such doubts, Wei He made up his mind not to compete for the so-called restarter quota.

Anyway, his body is just a single body, and it's enough to condense it again after death.

But the Restarter game seems to hide some deep secret, which is a big secret that even the master will focus on.

This made Wei He a little curious.

The secret that can make the master move and give him three drops of hard work

Boom!!

In an instant, Wei He's mind trembled. The entire spaceship he was riding in roared and he instantly entered a state of space jumping.

A few seconds later, the spacecraft broke away from the jump and appeared again in a dark red star field.

Before Wei He could see the surrounding environment clearly, a huge force suddenly appeared above his head.

He was originally sitting in the spacecraft, but he had no time to react, so he was fixed by this huge force, like a bug frozen in amber, lifted from the seat and flew into the transparent vortex that emerged above.

Like him, there is also Hei Meiyi on the side.

When the two of them came to their senses, they were already standing on a black floating rock with a cone.

There are no fences around the giant rocks, and the rocks are constantly shattering, turning into red particles and flying away and dissipating.

On the surface of the rock, on the ground with a diameter of about two hundred meters, there were a total of twelve participating restarters standing.

The elderly, children, young men and women, and two human races. One is a three-eyed race and the other has six hands on its back.

Among these people, three of them have the strongest presence.

One is a gentle young man wearing glasses, with a cold look and a supermarket shopping bag in his hand. It seems that he is not participating in a desperate wandering game, but buying something and going home.

The second one is a bald man with a bare upper body and strong muscles. The guy is wearing green military pants on the lower body and holding a cigarette in his hand. He did not light it and his expression is indifferent.

The third one is the three-eyed tribe. She was half-squatted on the ground, her appearance was neither ugly but not beautiful, but inexplicably gave people a strange sense of harmony, just like the Buddha statue in the temple, perfect, soft and without defects.

"Very good, now everyone is here," Barron's voice sounded again.

"I believe your collaborators have told you what will happen next. I won't say much here."

Barron continued: "Next, the black rocks you stand on will continue to shatter, and once you have no place to stand, you will be pressed into minced meat by the invisible weight around you.

Don't doubt the authenticity, you can try it with spiritual techniques.

So your only way out is to climb the black ladder. After you all climb, the ladder will continue to start to smash and force you to keep moving forward."

"Your only life will be through the eighty-eighth house and finally complete the game."

"Friendly reminder that every palace guard has extremely strong strength. If you can't break through, you can fight each other first. After absorbing the power of your companions, unite and may have a chance to pass the level."

Wei He glanced around and soon discovered the ladder that Barron mentioned.

It is quietly linked to the edge of the black suspended cone, and it continues to shrink as the rock surface shrinks.

"Hello, can I admit defeat?" Wei He suddenly raised his right hand and said loudly.

"They are all too strong. I feel like I can't beat anyone. Instead of dying in the end, it's better to admit defeat in advance."

Eleven people around him looked at this side, and many of them looked stunned, but some still looked unmoved, perhaps thinking he was joking.

Pick.

Wei He threw out his Eye of Star Abyss.

"Look, I gave up and really gave in." He raised his hands and looked helpless.

"In fact, I have been hiding myself for so many years. Apart from the ability to hide, my own strength is not worth mentioning." Wei He said.

"If you are not a real restarter, the game will have nothing to do with you in the end.

But if you are the only restarter, then we will fight wildly, and when you are exhausted, you will attack. Wouldn't it be a waste of money?" The gentleman with glasses said indifferently.

"So there is no option to admit defeat or give up in this game. There is only death or life." An old man in black suit pulled his hand out of his pocket and moved his five fingers.

"We can't even break through the palace guarded by the Black Flame Lord. Even the weakest one is not enough.

So reduce the number of people first.”

Abuse of the strength of other restarters will greatly improve their own strength.

This is also a feature of the restarter.

"It's right. It seems that I, Gelius, is destined to embark on the strongest path of mankind."

The bald strong man stood up, and his whole body was filled with a hazy blue light of varnish.

A stream of powerful psychic energy or gaze began to sweep around and fight.

The twelve people present knew very well that the first level before entering the palace was not the first palace of the eighty-eighth palace, but the first battle within them.

puff!

Suddenly, Wei He slapped his Tianling cover with a slap. His head and brain burst, and he fell to the ground on the spot.

The group of people was stunned and looked at Wei He's body falling from the ground, each of them speechless.

The most exaggerated thing is that after Wei He committed suicide, everyone present vaguely felt that there was a weak amplification force field that came to the other eleven people.

This is a power transfer and devouring phenomenon that only occurs after the restarter dies.

Because Wei He was not killed by anyone, his physical strength was equally divided by everyone present.

"He is really dead!" The gentleman with glasses couldn't help but feel surprised and doubt.
To be continued...
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