Not to mention fighting for your life.
Especially as he spent more and more time fighting with the tentacles, he discovered that this seemed to be an experimental field of a [Birth], and the reason why he did not guess which [Birth] player's lair this was was because there were so many magic arrays and so many different types here that it was far from possible for any [Birth] player to control it.
After much thought, only those in [Truth] and [Fool] have the ability to build such a large experimental field in reality, and to lure so many people here using divinity as bait. With such a big move, there is perhaps no need to guess who is behind it.
0221!
There is probably no one else except him.
But if this is true, it would be even more troublesome, because who would offend an extremely mysterious 0221 in order to save others?
Mo Li was silent, or rather, most people during that period just instinctively wanted to live and never saw any hope, until... a wood elf approached him and told him something.
And it was precisely because of the encouragement of this wood elf that Mo Li rekindled his confidence.
Someone will definitely come!
He comforted himself in this way, but he never thought that the people he hoped for would come would be... so many people!
Because just when the entire team was exhausted from coping, casualties were mounting, and morale was becoming increasingly low, suddenly, exclamations rang out one after another throughout the entire central area.
A group of daring players instigated by the clown and "funded" by the behind-the-scenes thespian came like heavenly soldiers with the admission tickets they obtained.
“???
No, what the hell, what is this for?
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