"You see, Iâve tried every possible method, but I still canât drag this devil into multiple games. Heâs too vigilant, he even won a soul from me."
He exaggeratedly said, "You must have a way, donât you? These are treasures of two devils. I can even use other treasures to exchange for things related to the Evil God, so we need them to have nothing left, preferably leave themselves behind."
Legendary could tell that Sabo lost this time because he was afraid the two devils would escape.
This time the devil was too cautious, but itâs not impossible to trap them...
He pondered, "Perhaps the two devils we let go spread something in Hell, but what can be confirmed is that the devils canât be sure if weâre at Dawn, otherwise they wouldnât come to Dawn..."
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Devilâs Game Plane.
The devil Jiman leisurely took a sip of the soul he just won and let out a long sigh of relief: "Hehe, ten days, won five times, as expected, those two guys Eugene and Fia just want to trap the devil..."
"Oh ho? So many people?"
A scene appeared before him, densely packed with Bronze Middle Tier figures, and even a large group of various races at the Bronze Upper Tier.
They were speaking words he couldnât quite understand, and as soon as they appeared, a large number were killed by the Gatekeeper.
The talk was roughly about some task discovered by a streamer, which made the devil a bit worried.
Jiman began feeling uneasy as a second scene appeared beside him, which was his cousinâs Hell Game that took him a long time to persuade him to join.
The plan was to have the two games reach a complementary state at a critical moment so they wouldnât lose.
But now the scene was inexplicably eerie.
"My dear brother, how is it on your side?" he asked nervously.
"A lot of people, but these people are somewhat strange, why donât they have souls?" said a very young devil, but unlike Jimanâs evening dress and elegance.
This young devil had well-developed muscles, causing his suit to bulge slightly, making him look more like a handsome fitness trainer with a masculine charm rather than an elegant devil.
"No souls?" Jiman was a bit dazed, carefully examining those weak beings that were dying, contemplating: "Is it possible that someone is controlling them?"
"Not likely, they all have independent thoughts, and... are very stupid!" the young devil said with some uncertainty.
He released a segment of the scene.
Earlier, he was also wildly slaughtering these strange beings on his side, but once some escaped to a remote place, a little demon guided them slightly, and they followed the little demonâs directives right into a preset trap.
Then, with curses, they were all slaughtered.
Jiman was silent and also ordered his minions to try on his side.
The result... Every attempt was accurate; these so-called Marvel entities seemed to have no caution against any non-attacking entities and believed whatever they were told...
Jiman was puzzled: "Did you hear what they were saying? Marvel? Now even Marvel has intelligence?"
Yasen shrugged: "Who knows? But I intend to see if they can play the game, and if they can, might as well go without souls, as the rulesâ rewards are also excellent."
Jiman was silent for a moment but still said, "But be cautious as this Federation has been acting a bit strange lately."
"I know, I know. Are you absolutely not starting a multi-round game? Youâre so long-winded," Yasen said, directly cutting off the communication.
Jiman felt a bit serious but also thought his brother had a point.
After reaching Legendary, devils have three paths to choose from: first is the step-by-step cultivation, relying solely on talent for growth, determining how far they can grow based entirely on the devil themselves.
The other path is the Devilâs Game unique to Xia, where as long as they keep winning, the devilâs growth will be extremely swift.
The final path is to make contracts across the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, where as long as someone summons them and makes a deal, they can plunder everything from that person to grow.
Very few devils take the step-by-step cultivation route, which is why there are devil legends all over the Myriad Realms and why devils are feared.
This race relies on plundering for growth.
Jiman pondered and also intended to try if these folks could participate in the devilâs game.
Hell requires certain Rules of Hell from Xia, and devils help Hell acquire these rules and receive feedback from Hell.
So in Xiaâs Hell Game, the level of players participating doesnât matter as long as their Xia Mark can remain here.
Undead, Abyss, Netherworld, and other powerful planes are watching Xia, even gods are watching Xia, for this reason.
As the main world, it is always a bit different from other worlds.
As Jiman lowered the difficulty of subsequent levels, instantly, the playersâ survival rate skyrocketed.
In just about three hours, players reached the devilâs castle.
Jiman adjusted his collar and faded his figure away. When he reappeared, a curious female player was already in front of him.
The moment this player saw him, her eyes lit up, and she ran over and asked, "Are you trapped here, handsome sir? Do you need me to take you out?"
Jiman: ....
He still had a full smile on his face, bowed slightly: "Sorry, beautiful lady, this is the devilâs game. For participants, if you win, you can get all the treasures you desire."
The playerâs eyes lit up even more: "Then can you give me Gold Coins? Lots and lots of Gold Coins!"
The corner of Jimanâs mouth twitched: "Of course, if you win, you can have as many Gold Coins as you want."
The playerâs eyes began to shine: "Then...."
She hesitated a little, but still bit her lip and said: "One... no, one hundred thousand Gold Coins?"
Jiman: ....
Okay, itâs confirmed, these people are definitely not being controlled!
He remained elegant: "Of course, beautiful lady, shall we start the game then?"
The player didnât hesitate at all, saying with a smile: "Start, start, handsome sir, youâre so generous!"
Jiman: ....
He was a bit conflicted; being a devil, it was the first time he was praised by an Elf, and in such a situation, no less.
But it was still somewhat strange, he hesitated: "Then... the game has started, I wish the beautiful lady an enjoyable time."
With a special fluctuation flashing by, he immediately looked at the scene in the Devilâs Game world, staring intently at this Elf.
The devilâs game could begin; this was a good start.
In this challenging devilâs game, only three seconds passed, and that strange Elf became a corpse, lying quietly in the game space.
Jiman let out a long breath but was also puzzled; what exactly were these creatures....?
But then, feeling a tinge of Hellâs blessing, his eyes flashed with a bit of relaxation. It didnât matter what it was, as long as the Rule of Hell acknowledged it.
"Brothers, donât panic, Hell isnât as dangerous as imagined~ Look in front, what is that? A castle, a handsome man? Is that a Vampire?"
An odd voice rang out, and Jiman looked up as the second participant arrived.
Jiman organized his complex emotions and displayed elegance, stepping forward: "Handsome Human Race gentleman, welcome to the Hell Dimension, our location for the Devilâs Game, absolutely fair and just. If you win, you can take away everything you want."
Demacia seemed a bit confused and scratched his head, asking: "Can you give me Gold Coins if I win?"
Jiman: ....
Whatâs going on? Do all Hell Game players nowadays prefer those useless low-level Materials?
Feeling somewhat complex, he nodded: "Just now, another participant had the same request. If you win, you can take away one hundred thousand Gold Coins."
As he spoke, he raised his hand, and countless shiny Gold Coins appeared behind him. It was the light of wealth, illuminating Demaciaâs eyes.
"One... hundred thousand?" he swallowed.
At the same time, a mission popped up, blocking the possibility of being deceived. How could someone be deceived if there was a mission?
Black Night Rose? The Black Night Rose people are already dead!
Bullet screen: [!!!! How... how many?]Ăn
[Did he say how many???]Ăn
This scene was transmitted via live broadcast, and immediately, the subsequent players rushed in wildly, while players outside, who originally didnât want to come, turned around in a frenzy, sprinting toward them.
100,000Ă30... three million RMB! Thatâs three million!!
"Yes, one hundred thousand, as long as you can win, itâs yours," Jiman said with a smile.
Demaciaâs eyes brightened, immediately accepting the mission.
He asked with a smile: "If I win once, can I play a second time, or is a person only limited to once?"
Jiman: !!! Has it appeared?