Seizing the BOSS Template at the Start-Chapter 250 - 149: Devil Fia: Σ(っ °Д °;)っ

"Do you think we have a chance to join this corps?" Demacia gave up on the idea of snatching monsters.

The battle in this corps was too brutal, and if his summoned creatures dared to participate, they would be stomped into pulp by those over three-meter-tall muscular men in minutes.

Even Brother Wei stayed here with this intention, and some of the top players around looked a bit regretful.

NPCs slaying monsters don't level up, and they originally wanted to try and grab the rewards for killing the boss.

But now, it seems unnecessary.

Ordinary professions can't integrate into this battlefield, and even Brother Wei, the Space-Time Assassin, might not have a chance.

"It's difficult. This game is different from others. In a fully open game like this, the officials will investigate us players, and when all of us become Extraordinary, they will surely issue corresponding laws for the stability of the Federation."

"And some chaotic fun players will ruin our reputation, coupled with the uncertainty of our online time, making it unlikely for us to have a chance with the formal corps, but..."

Listening to Brother Wei's explanation, Demacia thought of something and asked, "Guild mechanism? Or corps mechanism? Letting players manage players?"

Brother Wei smiled, "Why do you think they came? Do you think there's any big shot in Dongwu City watching our battle?"

Pointing at the battlefield that looked like a meat grinder, he calmly said, "This corps was established only two months ago, and now it has no more than five thousand people. This time, two thousand five hundred came directly, only focusing on hitting the boss."

"According to the realism of this game, they are drilling soldiers, testing the ability of new units to encircle high-end power, and also testing our combat ability and growth. Obviously, both we and they are qualified now."

Brother Wei contemplated, "This game must follow its background and infer based on real factors. Basically, you can know the meaning behind each decree."

"Just wait and see. It won't be long before a huge area in Dongwu City will be allocated to players."

Barrage: [Brother Wei is still so professional!]

[666]

[As expected of the most reliable top player...]

[If it's really soldier training, does it have to be so bloody? Warriors have families too, can't it be steadier?]

[Upstairs, go check the world background first, ok?]

[Their opponents are gods, not mortals. When the gods truly descend, and if they have no power, they all have to die.]

Glancing at the barrage, although there was some bickering, it was still within the normal range.

"Tsk, you're still more professional. Corps, huh? I better keep grinding my Adventurer level. Dongwu City doesn't pay the army, not interesting."

Demacia said, commanding a few Level 20-ish summoned creatures by his side: "Charge, charge, kill those red-eyed monsters. I summoned you to fight, not to watch the show, charge, charge!"

The surrounding top players also disappeared one after another, rushing to the battlefield. Since there's no chance to snatch the monsters, let's kill some elite monsters instead.

Killing these monsters has very high Experience Value.

Brother Wei glanced at them, thought for a moment, took off a necklace and a ring, and handed them to Demacia: "Help me keep these. I only bound the dagger. The binding system is too expensive."

After Demacia took them, his figure slowly disappeared. Although it seemed unlikely, in the encirclement of the Light Whisper Legion, the boss was almost exhausted. He still wanted to give it a try.

Space-Time Assassin is a super hidden profession. Losing a life is nothing; he can afford it.

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Meanwhile, in another dimension.

Sabo surveyed the dim surroundings, feeling a bit emotional.

Part of his legacy was of the Devil, yet it was his first time seeing Hell's projection.

The scarlet full moon in the sky represented Hell's rules, staring at him as if warning, yet perhaps just illuminating normally.

He grinned at the sky, spread his hands, indicating he bore no malice.

"Ooh~"

Whish~

A subtle sound of breaking through the air approached. A demon, entirely scarlet and exuding intense malice and killing intent, flapped its bat wings and rushed at him without hesitation.

Sabo looked at this demon, finding the species interesting. Called Hell Messenger, it wasn't one of those Divination Masters dressed in Death God Robes wielding sickles.

Rather, a Little Demon, the most basic creature in hell and the first kind of evolutionary existence born at the origin of that world.

It's at the same level as the Abyssal Worm in the core of the Abyss Sea.

It's said that all natives of Hell and the Abyss evolved from Little Demons and Abyssal Worms, differing only in evolutionary paths.

The only difference is that this thing has a high upper limit even without evolving and possesses the ability of the Spirit, making it the most hated creature by professions like Divination Masters.

Because Little Demons can parasitize human thoughts, becoming akin to Heart Demons, integrating with someone, turning the parasitized person into Hell Creatures, and switching their race.

According to records, the first batch of devils was Little Demons parasitizing Elves and the Human Race. During reproduction, devils retained the Human Race's wickedness and the Elves' appearance, plus the Little Demon's wings, ultimately becoming the Devil race.

Sabo watched with a smile. When the Little Demon was less than ten meters away, a skeleton phantom appeared behind Sabo, grabbed the Little Demon with one hand, and swallowed it whole.

A Level 50 Little Demon vanished from this world without causing a stir.