Players Please Respect Yourself

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the players shouted excitedly, the shrimp waves formed by the lobster claws looked quite similar.

"It's the boss!"

"Come back from the Orange Palace!"

A player named [Pieluomu Xiaoxiao] jumped out, pretending to be elegant and made a gentlemanly salute with lobster claws: "Boss Jason, please start your show!"

In the eyes of unscrupulous players, they may not have much recognition for Jason Momoa, after all, he was too strong before.

Players are all freedom-loving existences. A wild horse with prolapse of the anus will let itself go if it knows it is dead.

In various games, as long as the player can slaughter the city, the player will never leave a cat or dog for the other party.

Anyway, playing a dog's brain, the player will not lose a piece of meat in essence.

But this time they held their breath!

Not only did he call Anubis, but he was almost forced by this mysterious old bastard to kill his own Miss Palana, whether it was out of sympathy for Liu Yuechan or recognition of the beauties in the game. The boss who killed his beautiful girl must die!

Compared to the hateful Pharaohs, I suddenly feel that Lord Jason is much more pleasing to the eye.

Well, they completely forgot who pulled down the pharaoh's underground palace.

Wang Hao didn't know whether the pharaoh opposite was alive or not.

Now that the creatures of myth have appeared, it is not uncommon to see a pharaoh alive and kicking. The opponent has bloodshot eyeballs that can rotate, and a short body wrapped in n yellowish bandages.

Is this a mummy?

Or is it a special existence that contains evil divinity?

Wang Hao had no way of knowing.

The players present died an average of three times, and the integrity value given to Wang Hao was a bit too much to run out. In addition, when he was away, the players did all kinds of things to death, looking at his positive 12728 points of morality, and the goddamn [Great Good Man] morality level, Wang Hao's eyes twitched a little.

If you don't make waves at this time, do you still want to keep your integrity for the New Year?

The violent black water quickly spread over the metal finger sleeves that clasped the opponent's arm, soaking the opponent's bandages that obviously possessed a different kind of mysterious power.

Pharaoh was startled. His golden metal mask's nose and mouth suddenly sprayed purple-black corpse poison. At the same time, his left hand pulled out a short sword with a gold viper embossed as a hilt, and stabbed fiercely at Wang Hao's mask, trying to attack the enemy and save him.

Seeing the opponent's stabbing in slow motion, Wang Hao really wanted to say to the opponent, "Faye who can't fight in melee is not a good assassin."

Is there really such a simple and simple Mages these days who only practice magic?

One can tell at a glance that the agility and strength of this guy definitely represent the lower limit of the existence of a hero.

Looking at the system prompt [Your (bronze body) is immune to Ptolemy XIII's (corpse poison lv31)], Wang Hao really wanted to laugh.

no! To maintain a master demeanor!

The bystanders only saw that Jason stretched out his other hand like a gust of wind, clasped his thumb with his middle finger, and flicked it with incomparable precision.

"when!"

After a sonorous sound, Jason flicked the Pharaoh's dagger with a [False * Snap Finger Magic Ability].

The pharaoh's slender wrist like dry wood was also buckled.

Ptolemy XIII actually screamed in ancient Egyptian: "Let go! You low fellow! Don't stain the descendants of the great sun god with your dirty hands!"

Wang Hao sneered: "The descendants of the sun god? The guy who plays the black sun also has the face to call himself a descendant of the sun?"

This pharaoh is also unlucky, this kind of tactics of blacking out the whole field is very effective against most ground creatures.

But what he ran into was the [Abyssal Man] Wang Hao who had sneaked back early in the morning with [Hundred Ghosts at Night] and hid underground, and who was not afraid of the dark.

Egyptian pharaohs often claimed to be descendants of the sun. The Egyptian sun god has n incarnations, and Wang Hao really has no time to care about who is with whom.

Wang Hao only needs to know that it is right to beat this guy up.

Immune to the corpse poison, Wang Hao exerted a strong force on both hands, that kind of terrifying grip strength that was many times stronger than the lobster pincers, which made the "incomparably noble" Pharaoh's arms "click" on the spot, and even the wrists with the radius and ulna were completely closed. Burst.

This product should not be a human being, not even a creature.

The touch feedback from Wang Hao's hands was like crushing two rotten logs.

"Ahhh, how dare you... What did you do to me? You ruined my arm!" Ptolemy XIII, who had completed the 18th level of [Karatama] in an instant, yelled and fell backwards.

It's not that there are no men to save him.

Abandoning Ashe, the Bone Snake turned around and rushed over, flew into the air, and was chased and shot by Ashe who recovered from the darkness with a few arrows.

It's not that Anubis didn't want to come, after being beaten up by ghost crabs, his body had already started to collapse. At this moment, [Wuji] and [Zhikang] are clamping him tightly with four big pincers.

The dog's head was arched with both hands and feet, holding the pliers tightly.

If he hadn't been dismembered by a ghost crab, his strength value had already exploded, so how could he have enough time to come to the savior?

Uh, as for those lobster players who don't want to die and throw themselves on the dog's face, it's another matter.

One player really rubbed his nose on his face. He knew that his attack could not break through Anubis' defense, so he took advantage of the fact that the dog's head couldn't move, took a small carbon strip, and wrote obliquely on the golden mask of the dog's head: : "[Scorpio lonely] come here for a visit!"

I also used pliers to compare hands with scissors (it seems impossible to get out of rock and cloth), and I guess I was taking a selfie with the camera function that comes with the system.

your sister! Quality!

Can't Chinese people have some quality?

Shameless!

Such a sharp-eyed sand sculpture player, anyway, Wang Hao can't see it.

Here, the pharaoh's golden snake staff is indeed a psychic thing, even if it is thrown into the distance, it will turn into a golden poisonous snake and rush towards it.

It's a pity that he only jumped halfway, and was bitten by the demonized anglerfish that jumped out.

I don't know if it smells like fresh snake meat or some artificial meat.

This Pharaoh was really short, probably less than 1.6 meters tall, obviously lacking in exercise, Wang Hao kicked him, and actually kicked him like a gourd.

It's too ugly.

Is this the quality of the pharaohs these days?

No wonder eighteen generations of ancestors have been brought to the Daying Museum as exhibits.

After thinking about it, it seems that there were only two or three famous pharaohs in Egypt. For example, Ramses II, who is called La Er by paste people.

There is absolutely no useless wood like Ptolemy XIII among them!

"I am the Great Pharaoh! My authority is supreme! I..."

Wang Hao stepped on the pharaoh's face with his heavy metal leg armor, and said in ancient Egyptian: "Idiot! I don't care who you are! Whoever touches me, you will only end in destruction!"

At the end of the last moment, Pharaoh caught Wang Hao's shoulder armor out of the corner of his eye: "I understand! You actually helped that bitch..."

"Kara!" The decayed skull couldn't bear such a violent trampling, and it was trampled into bones together with the neck bone and sternum.