Blue Star was dragged by the Heavenly Dao to compete in a tournament. As a member of the united national squad, Li Qingyu always felt that... weren't all his teammates acting like protagonists?...
Looking at the assassin lying on the ground, who remained motionless even after being kicked twice, he saw that the assassin was still lying motionless on the ground.
Li Qingyu said calmly, "Stop lying on the ground, stand up and talk. I believe you should understand your situation now."
At this moment, Li Qingyu was not in a hurry at all, as the seed battle mode had already ended.
Whether Xiaofu lives or dies is none of his business.
As for the purification ranking of Neptune Star, and where Blue Star will ultimately rank...
Hehehe...
Does he need to be in a hurry now?
The ones who should be anxious... shouldn't be the demon race players?
The demon race player won't be able to participate in the Civilization Conquest Tournament in the next match anyway, so they're essentially eliminated.
If nothing unexpected happens, their primary goal right now should be to reclaim the 30% of planetary resources that can be won over for their home planet.
Of course, this is Li Qingyu's perspective on the issue...
Cut your losses in time!
As for the demon race players, do they care about the 30% of resources their own planet possesses...?
hehe....
You've already voted... if you don't care, why bother voting at all?
Finally, the demon assassin who had been lying on the ground recovered from the shock of the system notification and got up from the ground, looking slightly confused.
"Did you understand the system prompt?" Li Qingyu asked casually.
Then he sat down on the sofa next to him, his gaze brazenly sweeping over the great assassin.
Crimson, give it an attribute.
While looking him over, Li Qingyu asked Shen Hong a question.
Originally, Li Qingyu planned to kill him outright, so he didn't bother to check his attributes. But since he wasn't going to kill him, Li Qingyu wanted to understand the master assassin's inner workings.
Crimson didn't waste any time and immediately showed a chart of attributes.
【Name:...】
Title: Shadow Demon
Race: Abyss Demon (Human-Demon Hybrid)
[Rank: Super-Tier Lord]
[Innate Skills: Aura Concealment, Spatial Concealment, Fate Concealment, Mind Concealment, Lord's Might, Demonic Flame, Shadowless Demon, Invisible Slaughter, Rune Master.]
Huh!?
Still no name...
You've identified all the talents and skills, but Crimson, how come you can't see the name?
[Crimson: It's not that I can't see, okay... it's just that I don't have a name. Why don't you just give me one...?]
Should I get up?
I'll get a hammer.
Li Qingyu smacked his lips.
"By the way... how should I address you?" Seeing that the great assassin was still standing there without reacting, Li Qingyu asked again.
Even if you don't have a name, you should at least have a title, right? You can't just say "hey, hey, hey," can you?
Li Qingyu now felt that this great assassin might be a bit mentally challenged, as he was reacting so slowly and didn't answer any of the questions he was asked.
When I stabbed him with the sword just now, I wasn't this hesitant.
Thinking about being stabbed, Li Qingyu suddenly felt... he couldn't just let this great assassin go so easily.
Although the human and demon races are now largely united on the front lines, we cannot ignore what this great assassin did to me in the past...
Even the subsequent sword strikes did not cause any damage.
But the first and second swords pierced through his skin.
My princess's incredibly delicate skin...
The master assassin must be held accountable!
"No... I don't have a name."
Finally, the great assassin spoke, his voice incredibly weak, without even raising his head, shyly keeping it buried.
What the hell is this...?
Could it be that there's autism?
An assassin who has autism...
Thinking of this, Li Qingyu became somewhat interested.
Autism is good...
"If you don't have a name, then so be it. Tell me, what are you planning to do next?" Li Qingyu asked with a calm smile.
Tsk tsk tsk....
They've gone from adversaries to allies, and he even has to help his ally win the game. I wonder if this assassin's mentality can adjust...
Anyway, Li Qingyu has changed his ways.
From the initial tension, anger, seriousness, and anticipation...
From the current feeling of comfort, relaxation, reminiscence, emptiness...
Li Qingyu was quite calm at this moment, and even had a slight urge to borrow a cigarette from the big orange cat.
Unfortunately, he couldn't.
First, he can't. Second, he's afraid his mom will beat him...
"I...I will do my best to help you win this match, my lord. I only hope that you will release my young lady when the match ends!"
The assassin suddenly mustered his courage and raised his head. His gaze was fixed on Li Qingyu, whose innocent yet alluring face was now filled with pleading.
Unfortunately...
Li Qingyu really wasn't buying it.
After all, in terms of sheer size... Li Qingyu's precious collection is by no means small.
"Hehehe..."
Li Qingyu smiled and said nonchalantly, "You can choose not to help me, and I have no objection."
"Anyway, it's your Abyss Civilization that's losing resources, so that can't be used as a bargaining chip for you."
"not to mention...."
Li Qingyu paused for a moment, then revealed an extremely villainous smile.
"Even you yourself are my prisoner, so what do you have to offer in exchange?"
"No matter what, you have to exchange yourself first before you can negotiate with me, right?"
Hearing Li Qingyu's words and seeing the smile on his face, the assassin tensed up and became nervous.
"Then... what do you want, sir?" The assassin stammered, burying his head again, his small hands nervously rubbing in front of him, which only accentuated the greatness of his chest.
After all...
The combat uniform is form-fitting...
Li Qingyu stroked the stubble on his chin, his eyes flickering as he looked at the battered combat uniform.
"First, learn to bark like a dog."
Li Qingyu wanted to see if this guy was just faking his autism.
A powerful Demon Emperor-level expert barking like a dog on a global live stream...
Hehehe....
"ah?!"
The assassin stared in surprise, her watery purple eyes appearing even more vulnerable, which only intensified Li Qingyu's wicked sense of humor.
"What? This is called sincerity."
"Now, it all depends on your sincerity."