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Chapter 2024 Just because I'm a bad person?

"Sigh, why did it turn out like this?"

Guild leader Zero put his hands behind his back and sighed softly. Ever since that guy was recruited, his status had actually declined.

Shouldn't a top player like him receive official respect and admiration? If not, then so be it; isn't it a bit of a betrayal to cause trouble for him?

"That's because you, President, are not only not a good person, but also a notorious villain."

While recording the fighting styles of the angelic newbie players not far away, Wardsif also complained about Guild Leader Zero.

"You are very likely to deliberately make things worse and out of control, and you have no intention of cleaning up the mess yourself. You just stand by and watch the show."

"As for pretending to be a good person at one time, and then betraying them at the crucial moment... I don't need to remind you, you've done this kind of thing countless times, haven't you?"

"But I don't do that anymore; in fact, I've been a reformed person for a long time!"

“You haven’t changed or transformed; you’re just tired and want to rest for a while, like a naughty kid who’s had enough fun and is now settling down.” Wardsworth rolled his eyes, using a joke that’s still relevant today.

"You're being more dangerous. You never know when you might suddenly regain your energy and start causing trouble."

"Instead of wasting time thinking about whether you are the culprit, it's better to just condemn you outright. After all, it's not a big deal if we're wrong."

"Not to mention your strange habit of acting as a suicide bomber, sending everyone to their doom."

"For example, in Werewolf, even if you are not a werewolf, you have to be voted out first, because you are more dangerous if you are not a werewolf."

Guild Master Zero's eye twitched, but he couldn't refute it; Wardsever hadn't said a single wrong word.

At any other time, he would humbly accept such praise, but now he is truly acting like a good person.

"Generally speaking, when someone like me, a chaotic entity, acts as a good person, don't I feel incredibly safe? Shouldn't I be very popular?"

"Only when six out of ten things are done well can it be considered a chaotic unit. You've done at most 0.5 good things so far," Wardsever bluntly exposed.

If Guild Master Zero gets angry and challenges him to a duel, Wardsworth will be satisfied. If Guild Master Zero holds back, he won't lose out either, as opportunities to silence Guild Master Zero are rare.

Guild leader Zero naturally chose to accept this loss. Fighting against Wardsif, a rookie professional player, would take too much time, and even if he won, he would only be harassed further.

"Compared to this, what do you think the reappearance of special individuals being granted titles of king or general in the orcish territory signifies?"

"The Great Beast God is about to revive, or at least it's definitely related to the Great Beast God." Wardsif didn't look away from the angelic newbie players, but instead devoted some of his energy to answering Guild Master Zero's question.

"But without seeing it with our own eyes, it's hard to tell whether the beastmen who have been granted titles of king or general are the same beastmen who were once granted titles of king or general by the Great Beast God. They might just be some twisted creature that only has a similar appearance."

"By the way, if something like that happens, you'll definitely be suspected of being the mastermind behind the bewitching of the savage beastmen."

"I didn't do it!"

“But you seem like the kind of person who would do that, and you have a history of it.” Wardsfield paused the recording and turned to look at Guild Master Zero. “How come you have so many past records of dealing with all sorts of situations? I don’t know whether to feel sorry for you or to eliminate you for the sake of justice.”

Guild Master Zero's face darkened. Now he understood the pain of shooting himself in the foot. The pleasure he derived from his past perverse interests had returned like a boomerang hitting his face, leaving him both sore and painful. "Oh, it's time for us to make our move."

Wardsif glanced at the situation at the medium-sized stronghold. He had to admit that the Angel race, with the strongest potential among human races, was indeed worthy of its name. Its exclusive Angel Prayer was incredibly powerful, and its suppressive power against low-level cannon fodder enemies was no less than that of some higher-level classes.

However, it is relatively weak in close combat.

After a wave of troop buildups at the medium-sized stronghold, comes the Zealot, a powerful beast god Zealot who combines speed and strength with impressive prayer attacks.

In terms of prayer alone, the Great Beast God's prayer is undoubtedly inferior to the angel's prayer, but unfortunately, the fanatic's prayer proficiency and application are superior to that of the angelic novices.

After the fanatics appeared, the novice angel players who had been maintaining an overwhelming offensive became somewhat flustered, while only Ice233 remained calm.

Wardsfield twisted his wrist, just about to make a move, when Guild Master Zero charged down the slope like a tiger descending a mountain, heading straight for the fanatics.

Clearly, Guild Leader Zero needed an opportunity to vent his frustrations, and this medium-sized stronghold unfortunately became the target.

“Since you’ve already made your move, I won’t have a chance to show off.” Wardsford shrugged, slowly slid down the hillside, greeted the retreating Angel race newbie players, and inquired about their special tactics.

Greenland didn't specifically instruct anyone not to tell others about the gameplay of the [Angel Race]. In fact, if it weren't for the need to keep a low profile, she would have loved to wear a sign introducing the special gameplay of the [Angel Race] on her head and run around announcing it to the world.

"So that's how it is. He's an ascetic monk. How interesting. What a pity."

Wardsfield sighed regretfully. If his goal wasn't to achieve a solo world-class challenge and unlock the [Human] class, he would have been planning to be reborn as a busty angel.

"Hey, you pervert, come take a look at this."

Guild leader Zero's voice came through.

"You little pervert? You're really angry." Wardsever raised an eyebrow and ran over quickly. As he approached the medium-sized stronghold, he couldn't help but frown.

The architectural style here was so unsettling that it made him quite uncomfortable, while Guild Leader Zero and Ice Snow 233 stood in front of a huge stone cup.

Judging from its appearance, it looks like a miniature version of the Great Beast God's Goblet of Fire, with flames burning inside.

"Take a look at this." Guild Master Zero pointed to the flames in the Goblet of Fire, his expression somewhat solemn.

Wardsworth walked a few steps to the Goblet of Fire, and after seeing what was inside, his expression changed.

"real or fake."

Inside, an orc was curled up, its name indistinct, as if it were being reborn and had not yet been given a new name.

This manifestation usually signifies a transformation, and for orcs, the transformation typically involves being crowned a king or general.

Of course, this was not enough to shock Wardsever. What changed his expression was that the flames enveloping the orc's body like a placenta were soul flames, and even mixed-colored soul flames.

There's generally only one possibility: the orc is devouring another soul flame.

(End of this chapter)