All players: I can choose my own dungeon rewards.

Several players formed a circle around the messenger made of blue lines and launched various attacks on it.

There are gunner players shooting with guns, mage players casting deadly spells, priest players releasing holy light purification, and assassin players throwing poison darts.

But all the attacks from everyone hitting the messenger had no meaningful effect at all.

No matter whether it was bullets, spell entities, holy light, or poison darts, they were all completely submerged in it like rain falling into dry earth, and there was no follow-up. Although the messenger was no bigger than a human, he was like a bottomless pit that could accommodate all rivers and seas.

What's even more ridiculous is that these players' attacks also caused an unexpected effect.

That is, the attacked messenger thought it was a means of communication, and deliberately stayed where he was and was targeted by their concentrated fire for several seconds, and then imitated it with its various lines, and reversely output various things as "gifts" to the players.

For example, when firing bullets, it makes its lines short and numerous, and shoots them towards the players in a swarm.

A spell is a simulation of the movement of several lines tangled together, forming a state similar to fire and thunder that is thrown to the player.

Holy light is simpler and more direct, with straight lines coming together and extending continuously, shooting through or wrapping up players who cannot dodge in time.

The poison dart is the most cruel, because the messenger simulates the high-speed rotation of the dart, allowing multiple lines to connect together and rotate rapidly. Players who touch it will immediately be covered in blood and their bodies will be gone.

"Retreat quickly! This thing is immune to damage! There's no way to defeat it!"

After losing several companions in just a few seconds, this group of players decisively chose to cut their losses and evacuate. However, the messengers made up of blue lines became even more excited when they saw this, and chased after them relentlessly, like children who had discovered an interesting toy.

On the other side, three players who were suspected to be Indians targeted the smallest messenger. When they found that they would not be attacked if they approached this messenger that would leave red marks on its path, they immediately became more bold in "negotiating" with it.

"Little thing! Hand over your core now! Otherwise I will eat you and the masala!"

An Indian player took out a bottle of unknown powder, stretched out his finger to pinch a little of it, then tilted his head back and sprinkled the powder into his mouth with an intoxicated expression, shaking his head and looking so happy.

"Little guy! I'm going to drown you in more liquid than the Ganges! You definitely don't want to see that!"

Another Indian player decisively untied his belt, ready to open the floodgates to release the water. The fact that he could do such a thing in public and in combat mode was enough to show that he was no ordinary person.

"The most sacred left hand! Love comes from India! India's Left Hand PROMAXPLUSULTRA!"

Finally, the Indian player was even more terrifying. He actually reached his left hand behind his buttocks, and then fiddled with it to briefly strengthen his power. Then he stretched out his left hand, which was filled with infinite filth, and grabbed the messenger!
For a moment, the surrounding air was filled with a terrible smell. Even the messenger who was set as the capture target felt the threat. Its body suddenly flashed, crossed a distance, and avoided the siege of the Indian players.

The Indian players were immediately delighted upon seeing this, because there was no doubt that it was the messenger who was escaping just now, which meant that their joint attack was very effective!

"Kill it! We will be the first team to clear the level!"

The three Indian players immediately displayed their skills.

He swallowed the Marsala in the bottle in one big gulp, and instantly his whole body burst out with energy and rushed forward like a bull in heat.

One waistband dropped to the knees, and the buttocks emitted pungent gas, creating a reaction force that accelerated like a rocket.

The last one suddenly pointed his left hand at the messenger in front of him and clenched it hard. An extremely filthy palm shadow appeared in the air and grabbed the messenger.

This combination of power was terrifying. Regardless of whether they could capture the messenger, at least no other players around dared to approach and compete with them. They were invincible.

But they made a mistake the next second. In order to catch up with the target as quickly as possible, they chose to chase the messenger in a straight line, which resulted in them touching the red trace left by the messenger.

All of a sudden, the messenger that had been acting harmless and only moving on its own became angry. It suddenly turned around and passed through the three Indian players at a terrifying speed that made them unable to react.

Every time it penetrated a player, the player would explode like fireworks, and then the body fragments would turn into nothingness. However, because its movement and attack speed were so fast, in the eyes of bystanders, the three Indian players suddenly exploded and disappeared, and died completely.

"Those two messengers are too dangerous! We can only choose to fight the triangle one!"

In the ruins of the city, several tall white men appeared at this moment. They silently observed the battle situation after the arrival of the messenger from a distance, and finally chose to enter the scene at this time.

It's hard to believe that this group of people actually came from the legendary evil country that was said to be stupid, big, black and rough. They were said to be very tough, but they were able to calm down and observe the situation.

"That triangle has the weakest defense and is about to be broken! We must seize its core! We can't let anyone else get it!"

These evil people targeted the Triangle Messenger, not because no one was watching it, on the contrary, most of the players present were besieging it.

The reason why so many people choose to fight it is very simple. Not only has it not shown any special lethality so far, its constantly rotating triangular body has many damages, and its defensive capabilities are not at the same level as the other two messengers.

This led to many players gradually surrounding the triangle messenger, determined to defeat it and then fight for the core inside to get the qualification to clear the level.

Therefore, each player group is now besieging the triangle messenger while guarding against each other, and they are all ready for a fierce melee.

Wang Zhifan, who was a thousand meters underground, sensed this scene and was speechless, because he knew very well that the reason why this messenger looked the worst was not because he was the weakest, but because he had used all his strength to target him, suppressing him step by step to the brink of collapse.

"I'm kind enough to suppress its power for you to prevent you from being wiped out, but you want to steal my core? Then let's see how you do it!"

Without any hesitation, Wang Zhifan immediately cancelled a rule he had established, which was the rule used to distort the power of the triangle messenger, bringing about great changes in the battle situation on the ground.

More than a dozen players were surrounding the triangular messenger whose body was broken in many places and attacking him fiercely. Suddenly, they felt that the buzzing sound emitted by the messenger became strange, which made them want to laugh out loud.

"There's something strange! This messenger is about to make his last stand!"

One player suddenly thought of something and quickly called on his companions to retreat and evacuate to avoid the messenger's dying counterattack.

But suddenly, they heard a player very close to the messenger let out a series of terrifying laughter, as if a group of people were laughing collectively, but it was undoubtedly just a single human. Looking closely, they immediately discovered that the player had turned into an inhuman appearance, with scarlet cracked mouths appearing on his forehead, cheeks, neck, and back of his head, making loud noises.

"Quick! Defensive barrier! Negative resistance! Energy shield! This is a special attack!"

Some players understood the situation instantly and joined forces with other companions to launch targeted defenses to prevent themselves from following in their footsteps.

But some players didn't understand and just thought that the player with a mouth all over his body and laughing loudly was performing some special sound skills.

It wasn't until two more players couldn't bear it anymore, one fell to the ground and began rolling around laughing wildly, and the other's skin cracked all over his body and grew many big mouths, turning into a monster like the first player, that they realized the seriousness of the problem.

While these players were busy dealing with the rule abilities of the triangle messenger, Wang Zhifan also increased his power output. He used space-related attack abilities many times, combined with the pressure of targeted rules, causing the messenger's body to become more and more broken.

Finally, the time was ripe. He no longer hid in the dark, but activated space movement. He instantly appeared next to the messenger from a thousand meters underground, and slashed fiercely with the Qingdi Sword in his hand!

As the brilliant sword light illuminated everyone's vision, the body of the triangular messenger completely shattered, revealing a small polyhedron inside, on which there appeared a text mark: Messenger Core.

Seeing this, Wang Zhifan inserted his knife without hesitation, forcibly peeled the messenger core from his body, and then immediately disappeared with the core, leaving the players around who were still fighting against the messenger's power confused.

After using the dream entry and dream breaking skills to arrive at the underground research institute dozens of kilometers away in the blink of an eye, all he had to do next was hand the core in his hand to the researcher and the mission would be accomplished.

But Wang Zhifan suddenly frowned at this step, because he found that the current state of this research institute was not normal. It seemed that there was no researcher here, and everything became quiet.

"Oh no! I've been so busy studying the rules lately that I forgot to pay attention to the situation here!"

He suddenly had a bad feeling and guessed what had happened here.

As expected, a figure soon appeared in front of him through the wall. It was a humanoid phantom left by a player. The phantom spoke to him:
"Take the Emissary Core and come find me ten kilometers to the east immediately, otherwise you will never see the researcher again! Think carefully, cooperating with me is the only way for you to pass the level!"

After saying this, the phantom disappeared without a trace. It was obvious that it was just a message.

"My goodness, a team of players has kidnapped all the researchers? They are using this to threaten all other players? They are really brave."

At this moment, Wang Zhifan confirmed what had happened. He could have prevented this kind of thing in advance, but because he had been obsessed with studying the rules and neglected to observe the place, he led to the current situation.

"It is certain that this place did not change before I fought the messenger. Otherwise, my clone who stayed here would definitely have noticed that they did this while I was fighting the messenger."

Deducing the specific time when the incident occurred, Wang Zhifan realized the sinister intentions of some players. They were not satisfied with waiting at the task delivery location to rob others, but chose to attack key NPCs when other players were fighting. By holding the NPCs hostage, they forced other players to meet their demands, otherwise no one could pass the dungeon.

"Xiaohong, get me the most recent surveillance records here."

Since the NPCs are gone, Wang Zhifan can only go find them and rely on AI Xiaohong to determine the clues first.

"Master, the surveillance shows that all humans here disappeared about fifteen minutes ago, and were suddenly taken away by a mysterious existence."

On the smart watch, 3D light and shadow appeared, playing multiple recent surveillance images.

It can be seen that the researchers in the original picture were doing experiments or holding meetings. Suddenly, dark shadows appeared behind them, swallowed them up and dissipated in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace.

"It looks like this is indeed a trick of a certain player. Now we are under his control."

There is no doubt that this way of taking the NPC away was definitely done by a player. Wang Zhifan had already thought about the ugly face the other party would put on and how he would ask for a huge amount of money.

"You disgusting fellow, you want me to hand over the Emissary Core to you for nothing? You are dreaming! I will skin you alive!"

Wang Zhifan casually put the small polyhedron-shaped messenger core into the space ring and immediately rushed to the meeting place mentioned by the other party.

It can be inferred that there must be an ambush in this place, perhaps by an entire team of players, but Wang Zhifan was determined to teach the other party a profound lesson and was ready for a big fight.

But when he arrived at the target location, he found that it was just a bare piece of abandoned land. No players could be seen. Only a humanoid phantom emerged from the ground and said to him:
"Hand over your Emissary Core! Once I verify its authenticity, all NPCs will be released back to the research institute!"

Wang Zhifan couldn't help but feel ridiculous and responded:

"How can I be sure you're not kidding me? Bring the NPC out first so I can see it!"

The humanoid phantom listened and paused for a second or two before giving a blunt answer:
"You have no right to bargain! Hand over the Emissary Core! If you delay any further, I will kill all the NPCs! Everyone will be stranded in this dungeon world forever!"

"Oh? I'm so scared! We're all stranded together anyway! Who's afraid of who?"

Wang Zhifan had no choice but to say nothing good to the man on the other side who was so single.

On the one hand, he didn't believe that the other party would dare to do such a thing, but on the other hand, he was not afraid that it would really happen. In any case, he would never let this bastard succeed.

"Hahaha! That's just as you wish! We will all stay in this world forever!"

The humanoid phantom laughed a few times and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Wang Zhifan curled his lips slightly, turned his head to look in the direction of Bamo City, and his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It turned out that when he was talking to the other party's phantom just now, he relied on the subtle connection between the two parties to make a detailed investigation and found out where the player who was talking to him through the phantom was.

"I'm going to make you realize the serious consequences of making trouble right now!"

Since the opponent's coordinates have been exposed, there is no doubt that this bastard player will soon bear Wang Zhifan's thundering blow. (End of this chapter)