Chapter 228 The Disappearance of Players

"[Casius's Secret Treasure], have you bought them all?"

Mantou looked at everyone eagerly, as if he wanted to find African compatriots who shared the same fate.

He used all the money from the dragon scales to buy a treasure chest, and drew seven times, but in the end he got nothing, only the underwear of a certain adventurer.

Born War Maniac touched his bald head and smiled: "I'm lucky, I got a very practical green outfit."

Xia Ye Qiu Yu also smiled: "I got a fireball staff, but only once."

Mantou wanted to cry but had no tears: "Why are they all lucky? Am I the only one who got a bad face?"

But Singo shook his head.

Mantou was immediately excited and happy.

He thought he had found an African brother who shared the same suffering, and hurriedly asked anxiously: "Haha, you are also black, right?"

However, Singo said disdainfully: "I didn't buy it at all."

"Just watch the fun, isn't this kind of activity purely for the official to cut leeks? I guess they want to control the gold coins in the hands of the internal test players to prevent the gap from being too big after the server is launched."

"No way, there won't be a fool who really invested his savings? I really think I'm so lucky, with this expectation, I might as well spend money to buy it directly."

Hearing this output, the smile on Mantou's face froze.

He patted his chest and reluctantly comforted himself: "Fortunately, I'm not the worst, there are still 20 consecutive draws that have drawn a bunch of garbage."

"Charlotte, my good brother..."

He touched the tears from the corners of his eyes and smiled with relief.

Charlotte was lying on the ground in the distance, as if she had turned into a black and white photo. 【Magic Coin】The people in the guild were surrounding him, pouring all kinds of magic potions on him, such as "spiritual potion" and "rage potion", hoping that the dear president could cheer up and get out of the tragic experience.

Charlotte's reputation of "Twenty consecutive white lights" has spread, becoming a hot topic on the forum and a spiritual placebo for countless African players.

She is also known as the "Black and White Double Evil" or "European and African Double Heroes" for the "single draw double yolk eggs" of another member of her guild, the Flying Witch.

"That's enough."

"There are still three hours before the server is shut down. Do you still want to taste the good wine worth twenty gold coins?"

Singo took out the beautifully packaged wine bottle and shook it deliberately, letting the sweet and tempting liquid hang on the bottle wall.

The two-legged dragon also came beside them, rubbing the knight's body intimately with its slender neck.

Mantou was suddenly full of passion.

"Come on! Don't go home until you're drunk!"

The white-striped man put his arm around Mantou's shoulder and said in a mean way:

"Let's go together!"

"You slut, are you worthy?"

"It's the last day, don't be so stingy, don't you think?"

"Ah~"

"Damn, why is your lizard biting again? Is he targeting me?"

Inside the Iron Dragon Wing Palace.

Casius sat horizontally on the cold throne, staring at the panel closely, and also paying close attention to the magic images in various parts of the kingdom.

The countdown on the panel was moving forward minute by minute.

"10, 9, 8"

"2, 1"

"0."

The number finally returned to zero.

Without any signs, at this moment, the hustle and bustle in the tavern came to an abrupt end, and the carnival in the square stopped quietly.

Whether in the wilderness, in a mechanical factory, deep in the mountains, or even in the bloody mouth of a lion scorpion, the bodies of all the players turned into tiny, illusory light particles in an instant, and then disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

Although there were only more than a thousand players, North Wind Castle without players seemed to be less lively. Many local residents have become accustomed to these crazy guys, and are even a little uncomfortable with their disappearance, and this is even more true in places where players started, such as Batto City and Sig Town.

The owner who had just mixed the wine looked at the empty tavern and was stunned and speechless. After a long time, he said: "Who will pay for them?"

"Wait. How to control the magic circuit to cut off, and which indicator light should be looked at?

"You haven't had time to say it yet--"

The trainees in the factory witnessed their mentor disappear with their own eyes, and looked at the huge and complicated machines in front of them, a little at a loss.

"Oh? "

The lion scorpion, who was just playing with its prey and swallowing humans alive, saw the duck in its mouth slip away, and felt its empty mouth, but it had no choice but to roar in anger. Its small brain was not enough to understand what was happening.

In the Iron Palace, Cassius asked the magic mirror:

"How is it, did you find any abnormality?"

The ugly face of Trump appeared on the mirror, and he responded solemnly: "Still. No."

"We found twelve players to conduct experiments, and set up control experimental groups respectively, and also conducted spell monitoring on hundreds of players, but we didn't find any clues. "

"According to common sense, this kind of large-scale teleportation, no matter what method is used, there must be traces of the magic network left, even if it is a miracle. But these "Starfallers" just disappeared out of thin air, without any spell fluctuations, and no traces of teleportation spells left. "

Cassius said calmly: "I know, this matter can be put aside for the time being. "

"Okay, Master, I guess I have to help deal with the things left by the Mechanicus. After all, there are still too few truly intelligent spellcasters in the country. I am worried that the people sent by the kingdom will not be able to operate correctly and cause losses."

"Go."

As Cassius took the initiative to cut off the link, the mirror dimmed again, and the image of Rump disappeared.

"Is it still not working? What kind of power is hidden behind this so-called 'game system'?"

"Maybe we really have to touch the realm of gods to barely see the secrets behind this fog."

Cassius looked at the words [Temporarily Closed] on the panel and couldn't help muttering to himself.

For this "closed" incident, the Red Dragon also attached great importance to it. Almost all the spellcasters of the Burning Kingdom were gathered to study it, but still nothing was found-this can only show that the power behind it is too high, even for high-level mages like Rump to understand.

"Huh"

Casius exhaled a sulfurous smoke, and flames came out of his mouth, turning the interior of the palace into a fiery furnace. Fortunately, this is a brand new palace, otherwise it would cause another disaster.

"The ancestral blood in my body is almost out of control. If I don't digest it, I'm afraid there will be a volcanic eruption. It seems that I must sleep within a month."

At this moment, the tiefling guard at the door knocked on the door to report at an inopportune time.

"Ugh!"

His hands were burned by the red-hot iron door, and he couldn't help but scream, but he still reported with pain:

"Your Majesty, Lord Fried of the Dragon Oath Hall wants to see you, and this time he also brought twelve humans."

"Let them in."

Casius replied calmly.

He waved his wings slightly, and the powerful force of the domain immediately smoothed the magic net and calmed the restless fire elements, and the surrounding scorching air gradually cooled down.

"It seems that Fried has finally selected the first batch of people."