Fang Zhiyi asked, "Why?"
"Those are lunatics down there; they attack everyone who goes in," the demon recalled with lingering fear.
Fang Zhiyi has one advantage: she listens to advice. Even the fifth-floor BOSS said so, so why would she go looking for death?
Several bosses watched as their leader bent over and began rummaging through the demon lord's treasury, soon leaving a pile of top-tier equipment on the ground.
"Boss, what's wrong with you...?"
Fang Zhiyi didn't even turn her head: "You don't understand, what use are these things to you?"
“No.” The succubus thought for a moment.
“That’s it. Why keep it if it’s useless?” Fang Zhiyi continued working. “I have a way to exchange these useless things for something better.”
The bosses exchanged glances and chose to remain silent as they watched Fang Zhiyi work.
They weren't familiar with each other, and it seemed like only this skeleton leader knew everything, so they might as well listen to him.
Meanwhile, members of several guilds had already gathered outside the Demon Corridor instance, all vying for the first kill.
According to the announcement from the mastermind, the world is now fully open, and the world of the Fallen Gods has countless possibilities. Players need to explore everything on their own, and the mastermind will completely withdraw from intervention.
These players all know that the strongest boss in the past, Fang Zhiyi, has gradually been phased out, and they must defeat him no matter what it takes.
Several gangs were eyeing each other covetously.
Qian Shu was also watching from a distance. He wanted to go in and discuss the next steps of the cooperation with Fang Zhiyi, but given the current situation...
The dungeon has removed its restrictions, which led to several guilds rushing in. The monsters on the first floor had never seen so many people appear at the same time, and they were all quickly defeated by the players.
But when these people barged into Fang Zhiyi's room, everyone was stunned.
A headless boss wearing black and red armor stood silently there, resting his hands on a heavy sword.
It couldn't speak, but it followed Fang Zhiyi's instructions. The boss said that some practice fighters would be coming today, and it should entertain them properly.
"What, what is this?!" Someone stared wide-eyed, having just witnessed his guild's strongest swordsman being sent flying by the headless BOSS in front of him with a single sword strike.
The players were simply no match for this being who was nearly twenty levels higher than them. Wherever the headless knight went, the players cried out in alarm, large swathes of white light flashed, and people were constantly being sent to the resurrection point.
The money rat, who had followed them in looking for an opportunity, was also shocked. Could Fang Zhiyi be dead? It wasn't impossible; once NPCs gained the ability to think, they could turn on their own companions.
Faced with the heavy sword swung by the headless knight, Money Rat did not dodge. He was dressed in rags and never carried anything valuable with him.
But the greatsword stopped abruptly just as it was about to strike him.
The headless knight slowly sheathed his sword and resumed his previous stance.
Money Rat was a little confused, but after glancing at the equipment scattered all over the ground, he became quite excited. Wasn't this another stroke of good fortune?
"Fatty, likes to collect junk..." The headless knight watched his every move. The boss must be talking about this human, but what use is this human?
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