I Am the God of Games

When the strategy team was in full swing to conquer the true kingdom of the elves, the new players headed by Simba hadn't even entered the instance.

They are busy putting out fires everywhere.

Although the Crooks City refugees who were evacuated by them were quite obedient at the beginning, after the giant turtle statue stopped moving for so long, some guys who were unwilling to be lonely had their own thoughts.

And the crowd who have just been dominated by fear and have not yet fully recovered their calm can easily be incited to panic.

If it weren't for the fact that the players possessed far more force than ordinary people, and temporarily used strong repression to prevent the spread of panic, a riot might have already occurred by now.

"Ahh! These bastards!"

After successively experiencing the evacuation of the crowd, the confrontation with the giant turtle statue, and the suppression of the panic-inciting crowd, Sha Zu, who seemed very tired, became a lot more anxious: "Can't they live a little more peacefully! If it is true If you are afraid that this thing will move again, then leave here and go to other cities! What's the use of just gathering together and making noise!"

"It is because we are weak that we dare not escape from here, and it is precisely because we have experienced fear that we gather together." Nana is much more sensible, but she also looks quite tired, after all, as a priest, she still needs to Responsible for treating injured players (the healing skills of most players have no effect on non-game god believers).

"Since we chose to save them from the beginning, we can't just give up now, right? Otherwise, wouldn't the previous efforts be completely in vain?" Simba also said with a wry smile.

"Just burn all those troublemakers to ashes!" Sha Zu raised his wand and planned to suppress it with iron blood.

"That's a last resort."

Simba didn't say the words of the Virgin like 'killing is wrong'. He came out of the slums and he knew better than anyone else that in many cases, a stable environment can bring more benefits than personal freedom and even life. People benefit from surviving: "Before that step is reached, killing a large number of people has dealt a great blow to the prestige of the Church of the God of Games... Uncle Mufasa will cut you after he finds out."

Hearing what he said, Sha Zu could only hang down his wand angrily, and leaned against a big rock to take a nap.

At this time, a little girl holding a bear doll stumbled over.

"Big sister!" She came to Nana and said timidly, "Thank you for saving my mother."

"It's just bandaging her wound." Nana recognized the little girl and smiled gently and kindly: "Hurry up and go back to stay with your mother."

Because she and her elder brother Sha Zu are both orphans and have experienced a very difficult life, she has a natural pity for such children and hopes that they can cherish their parents.

"This is George who has been with me all the time. I hope it can bring good luck to my elder sister." The little girl handed the bear doll she cherished in her arms to Nana.

Seeing this scene, Simba felt very comforted in his heart, and felt that saving so many people was not completely in vain, but still valuable.

"No need, it definitely wants to be with you more." Nana didn't pick up the puppet, but patted the girl's head and said softly.

The girl's hand holding the doll trembled slightly.

"If you don't accept it, sister, I will be very sad... Could it be that George is too dirty? I'm sorry, I don't have anything better..." She choked up slightly as she spoke.

Now that the girl had already reached this point, Nana had no choice but to accept the doll.

"Thank you, I will cherish it.

" Nana said seriously.

The little girl just looked at her, grinned, and then turned around and got into the crowd.

That smile seemed a little weird for some reason, which made Simba feel a little out of harmony.

So he turned his head to look at the doll held in Nana's arms, and subconsciously threw an identification.

The next moment, Simba's face changed drastically.

"Nana, throw away that doll!"

"What? But..."

Nana couldn't react at all, but at this time Simba had already rushed in front of her, punching the little bear doll flying away!

Almost at the same time, the doll suddenly inflated, with many sharp thorns growing around it, intending to attack Nana, but it was still a step too late.

As a result, the doll that was knocked into the air fell to the ground, and its body swelled even bigger, as if it were a real bear.

At the same time, a blood strip and a bright red name appeared on its head.

[Specialized Swampman · Clawed Bear Form]

The ordinary people around were all frightened, and Nana was also a little scared. Shazu was awakened just now and didn't know what happened. Only Simba launched an attack on him in an instant, and the specialized swamp people hadn't responded yet. The moment it comes over, kill it!

Although the specialized swamp people seem to be able to make themselves smaller and even mimic objects, their level is relatively lower, and their strength is probably only a little stronger than ordinary people, not even trained fighters. They were so successful that newcomers like Simba had the ability to instantly kill them.

Their purpose is also quite clear, that is, to attack Simba and the others, because at present, the stability of almost all Crooks refugees is maintained by the players, and the new players follow the lead of Simba. problem, it will definitely cause chaos here!

"Damn it, find that girl!" Simba shook off the swamp from the sword wound and gave instructions to the others.

And this instruction was quickly responded to.

Not long after, a player found the little girl's body behind a big rock not far away.

The opponent's chest to stomach was completely cut open, and all the internal organs and flesh in the stomach disappeared. It can be said that only limbs, head and a skin are left. It looks extremely miserable!

"No wonder her name didn't turn red when I saw her just now... Is this child parasitic and controlled by something..." Simba couldn't bear to ask other players to bury the little girl's body.

In any case, it is clear that some other things have been mixed in among the refugees now. Although I don't know what their purpose is, there is no doubt...

"It's the enemy." Simba said without the slightest hesitation: "If you see it, you will kill it immediately!"

"But will ordinary people think that we are killing innocent people indiscriminately? Maybe it will cause riots..." Some players hesitated.

Simba also found it a little tricky.

They need a strong force that can stabilize all refugees and stop them from questioning their existence.

But where to find this kind of person now...

"Crowx's citizens! Your city lord, I'm back!"

At this time, an old but extremely energetic voice came from a distance.