"——Welcome all contestants to Praia. On behalf of all the residents of Praia, I welcome you."
The Pope's majestic and heavy voice sounded at this time.
"The 36th 'Sea Feast' is about to begin. You who have redeemed your entry qualifications will become participants in this feast."
"——There are a total of 3,309 participants this time! The specific rules for this year's sea feast will be distributed below."
The sound penetrated the wind and snow, covering the entire island. The players who were originally singing and dancing threw away the bottles in their hands.
Their reactions varied.
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"More than 3,000 people? That's a bit too few."
Amidst the snow and wind, the girl standing on the bell tower raised her head. The light shone on her long hair, which fluttered slightly, and she seemed to blend into the snowy scene behind her.
A silver sword appeared in her hand. As a fierce snowstorm tore through the bell tower, her light body disappeared on the spot, as if blending with the wind and snow.
"...I thought there would be more. Do these cowardly guys really like to hide on the boat?"
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A wealthy businessman in the casino stroked the ring on his finger. He looked worried, as if he was worried about something.
"I hope I can gain something..." He sighed slightly.
In front of him sat a smiling middle-aged man in black, wearing a black bowler hat, with the cards in his hand flying between his fingertips.
"Don't worry." The man in the black hat said gently, "Your information is very useful. Don't worry, Princess Tulip will protect you."
The rich businessman nodded.
"But I'm still worried about that person named Su Lin..." he said.
…
In the West District, in a cave with a burning bonfire, a man wrapped in a black robe was looking at the golden light of the church.
Then he lowered his head and gently kissed the silver cross around his neck.
Behind him stood dozens of residents with numb expressions, like puppets.
The firelight shone on their faces and into their empty eyes.
"May God bless me..." the man in black robe said softly. He pulled down his hood, revealing a head of brilliant golden hair.
There was a look of compassion in his eyes, as if he was thinking of someone: "...and you, the player favored by the gods.
I still remember your interpretation of my story.
May we continue to see each other in the next struggle.”
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In the magnificent room, a girl holding a stuffed bear was stepping on the head of a maid who was kneeling on the ground below as if she was playing.
The maid's body was trembling, her forehead was covered in blood, the bright red blood was all over the ground, and even her hands were covered in broken skin.
Next to her was a pile of spilled snacks, with broken pieces of the plate scattered all over the floor and piercing her knees.
"Kneel down! Keep kneeling! Don't raise your head! Kneel until your knees rot away! I'll forgive you when they rot away!"
The girl was very interested, as if she was playing a game. She kicked the maid's head repeatedly with a smile, and screamed loudly with a red face:
"Kneel down! Don't look up at me, or I will burn you to death. I will definitely burn you to death!"
The maidservant didn't dare to resist. Her head was pressed deeply to the ground and her facial features were distorted by being kicked.
Suddenly, the girl raised her head.
She heard the distant sound of a bell.
"Has it started?" She suddenly jumped out of bed and ran to the window barefoot.
Her feet stepped on the broken glass, but the glass could not hurt her at all. She ran all the way to the window, leaned her hands on the window, and looked at the exceptionally bright golden light in the south.
“It’s started! It’s started!”
Flames burst out of her body uncontrollably.
"Finally, someone wants to play games with me?" Her eyes were bright.
In her live broadcast room, the barrage of comments also encouraged her. The style of the barrage of comments here was very different from that elsewhere.
In other words, the comments in the live broadcast rooms of each player at the top of the list have their own characteristics.
[Dear little Bonnie, you will definitely win big, I promise! ]
[Bonnie is so cute... I mean, Bonnie is very strong. So, please stop saying things that make people worried. Bonnie will never lose, even if that person is in the same dungeon.]
[That maid just now was really abominable! She actually dared to knock over Bonnie's dessert. Killing her wouldn't make me feel better.]
[No one can offend Bonnie, the 'fire girl'. She should be the strongest in the elemental system, even Aini who also plays with fire is no exception.]
[Why do these comments of yours seem so familiar... I seem to have seen them somewhere...]
[The world rankings are not accurate at all! A guy with low combat power can also be ranked at the top. What is wrong with this world! ]
[We should go to the base of those hiding guys and catch a guy who can cook. How can Bonnie's Christmas Eve be without turkey and pudding? ]
【……】
Bonnie's eyes were bright.
She looked up at the golden light in the sky and smiled like a child longing for a Christmas present.
However, what she desired was not the game consoles and dolls that children liked, but people's blood and corpses.
The world game made her what she is now.
The barrage was the catalyst that pushed her to become more established.
She opened her arms and smiled happily, as if embracing the wind and snow outside the window.
Behind her, the stuffed bear fell to the ground, and its two black glass eyes began to glow red.
"Come on, anyone is fine... start this game with me."
Her voice rose.
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"here we go."
In the warm room, Noel suddenly spoke.
He stood up, touched the ground with his cane, and a blue light flashed in front of him.
Outside the window, golden light began to explode in the sky and scatter like meteors.
At this moment, a huge blue panel appeared in front of every qualified player.
The players all looked up.
A line of small white characters slowly appeared on their panels.
These are the specific rules of this “Sea Feast”.
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[Rule 01: …]
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