Three days later.
The "Demon Killing" event was held near the Sanxiu Market.
In a basement filled with numerous barriers.
"Is this the thing I'm going to use to participate in the competition? The Illusion Tower?"
Han Yiwen looked at the little gadget in his hand with a look of suspicion on his face.
Of course he had heard of the Illusion Tower and had visited it before.
Aren't they all boring stuff?
Why did the righteous monks start to indulge in material things and lose their ambition?
"That's right, Hall Master. It seems like it's about to start, we need to hurry in and sign up!"
My subordinate said...
The basement was packed with nearly a hundred people, all of whom were notorious bad guys in the demon world.
Everyone quickly took out the Illusion Tower and entered the "Demon Killer".
"Master, there's still half an hour before the competition starts... How about we all set up our own rooms and practice?"
My younger brother suggested.
"Does this thing still need practice?"
Han Yiwen glared at his younger brother and smiled disdainfully.
"Isn't it just being a demon? Everyone here, who isn't an elite among elites, a devil among devils?"
This statement was obviously recognized by everyone.
Everyone scoffed at the triviality of the Illusion Tower and only came for the final reward.
Half an hour later.
"Okay...it's time!"
Han Yiwen took the lead in raising the Illusion Tower, with a wicked smile on his face.
"My dear friends..."
"Let those naive righteous people see what a true devil is!"
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Zhong Yi, Chen Yan and others jointly organized the "Demon Killing" competition. At Lu Ze's suggestion, they set up a points-based competition system.
Kill points, information acquisition points, win/loss points, MVP selection points...
Within three days, the competition time is from noon to 3 p.m. every day.
Each player can play up to five games per day during the competition period to earn points.
The system will randomly assign contestants to competition rooms and will give priority to matching with opponents who do not know each other.
Han Yiwen had just entered "Devil Killer" and was quickly assigned to a room.
"Haha, the strongest demon? I stand in the middle of the righteous, so it's obvious that I am the strongest..."
"My friend, are you just playing?"
A player wearing a gorgeous, fairy-like battle robe, followed by a phantom, greeted Han Yiwen in a friendly manner.
"……Um."
Looking at his shabby clothes, Han Yiwen subconsciously shrank his feet.
"Perform well, and your points can be exchanged for skins! Come on!"
Another player with wings on his back patted his shoulder and encouraged him sympathetically.
"……good."
Han Yiwen nodded.
The people around him all looked at him strangely and whispered to each other.
Everyone was wearing all kinds of strange clothes and accessories.
"Hmph, my devilish aura is so strong that even in this aura-isolating illusion, I can be recognized at a glance."
"Are you afraid of being discussed like this about me?"
Han Yiwen sneered in his heart.
He had already started thinking about how to torture this group of righteous monks later.
A few minutes later, the game began.
Your identity is: Good guy (Detective)
Looking at his own identity, Han Yiwen frowned.
How can I, a mere demon cultivator, be a good person?
no.
When I am alive, I am a devil. When I die, I am a devil's ghost.
Don’t forget your devilish heart!
After thinking about it, he immediately shouted in the square: "Who is the devil? Who is the devil!? I want to join the devil and kill the good people!!"
Everyone around was dumbfounded.
"No, my friend... are you [Owl]?"
"There's no [Owl] on this board... What are you doing, my friend?"
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