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Chapter 971: The Lost Rising Star of the Professional World
As an experienced criminal policeman, the cannibal has a nose for crime.

It's just that this sense of smell was a little dysfunctional in "Godlock", probably because the smell of crime on him was too strong, so it damaged his nose.

So the Ogre quit the game in time and lay in the virtual stealth cabin with a solemn look. His younger brother, the rookie professional gamer Wardsifer, was passing by the virtual stealth cabin with his head down.

Why did this young rookie become so decadent? The story begins with the World Series.

In fact, the story is very simple. After Wardsifer heard that Greenland handed the twelve beast statues in his hand to another guild member of [Somado], he handed over the twelve beast statues on the spot.

As a result, in the first round of elimination from 128 to 64, they ran into the world championship champion - Zero. The scene was extremely miserable.

Wardsifer tried his best and even reached a new peak in his career, but he was defeated by Guild Master Zero who knew him inside and out.

Although both of them lost, the Dragon Fist made Seftelon feel that he only lost to Greenland by half a move, which was indeed the case.

Greenland wins because he takes advantage of the changes in the upper HP and upper MP limits when switching from the Great Red Dragon to the Archangel, and successfully delays the outbreak of the negative status imposed by the Dragon Fist.

0.5 seconds after the Dragon Fist's health points returned to zero, Greenland's health points were blown away by the Dragon Fist's negative state.

Wardsifer lost in a very undignified manner, and the whole process seemed like a classic example of "professional players are just like that."

So Wardesif became decadent for a long time, and often stood beside the ogre's virtual stealth cabin, looking at the ogre with resentment.

The reason why we are looking at the Ogre is that we have to mention Greenland, the second place in the World Series. He was a very successful former professional player, but now he has suffered a disastrous defeat as a professional player.

The ogre didn't say anything, but reached out to the adjustment button of the virtual stealth cabin. He wanted to adjust it to one-way vision.

“Wait!” Wardsifer slapped the virtual stealth cabin, and the faces of many of his fans huddled together.

"I want to join your guild!"

"No, my back door has been taken, so there's no room for a second one."

"What!?" Wardsifer was shocked, but he quickly reacted, "Who is it! Who stole my chance to go through your back door? I want to see if he is worthy..."

"Forger."

"Then just ignore what I said." Wardsifer pulled his face away from the virtual stealth cabin with a snap. His expression became much calmer, and he could even be said to have lost his fighting spirit. "I see. I am unworthy of this."

"Yes, you don't deserve it."

"Shouldn't you comfort me at a time like this?!" Wardsifer put his face back on the virtual stealth cabin. This time, even if the one-way visual mode was turned on, he would still see a blurry shadow.

The ogre had no choice but to sit up and have a good chat with Wardesif.

He knew that his younger brother was actually a proud and arrogant person, but his family education made Wardsifer very humble. These two contradictory characteristics made Wardsifer very bad at facing setbacks.

As long as there is someone to listen to Wardsifer's complaints, Wardsifer will be able to adjust quickly.

But there is a saying that goes, even brothers have to settle accounts clearly. The ogre will not give Wardsifer psychological counseling for free, he wants to get benefits.

"You guys, the red-named guys who enjoy hunting other players, do you often attack other players' guilds?"

"Of course, otherwise how can we make a living." Although Wardsifer behaves like an oppressed slave and a social animal who has to work overtime, in fact, Wardsifer is a complete bandit player who only targets players, kills players, and steals their things.

But Wardsifer still has some self-esteem as a professional player.

[Never sneak attack][Never use the majority to bully the minority][Never attack players who are not at the maximum level or have no special profession][Never steal main-hand weapons or armor, only items and gold][Always put yourself in a dangerous situation][None of the above principles apply when working]

"When you attacked other guilds, did you meet people who were with you?"

"We [Azazel] are not the only murderous guild. Isn't it normal to run into people in the same industry? Then we will harvest them. I tell you, it is really fun to kill murderous players."

"…Have you ever encountered an NPC attack on your guild?"

"NPC?" Wardsifer pinched his chin and thought, "If it is a murderous guild, it is not surprising to be attacked by NPCs, such as the Kingdom Army and the Knights. For example, our guild was often attacked by the Crusaders in the early days."

"But ordinary guilds rarely encounter such situations... Ah, come to think of it, I seemed to have heard someone say that... bandits attacked the target guild?"

"It seems more than one person has said this, but no one cares."

"That's it." The ogre snapped his fingers, and his broken nose in the virtual world became sharper. "Show me your guild's chat history."

"Let me show you, you don't even say please?"

"show me."

"You!" Wardsifer finally gave up the challenge and not only handed over the chat records, but also his account.

"At least tell you what you want to do. Is it investigating a case again?"

The ogre responded to this question by stroking Woldsif's head very kindly.

"It's so pathetic that they actually think they can catch criminals by playing games."

"Haven't you done this before?!"

"That's the result of countless coincidences. How could such a thing happen a second time? Go to school quickly." The ogre waved his hand mercilessly at Wardesifer.

He wanted to say, "If we really find out something, we'll do this and that," but when he thought of Blaze often muttering about the horror of the God of FLAG, he closed his mouth again.

After Wardsiver left, the ogre opened the chat group of [Azazel].

It has to be said that as the most notorious murderous guild and also the champion of the last guild war, the chat group of [Azazel] is quite chaotic, with all kinds of pornographic pictures and spam messages.

He is worthy of being the FLAG God that Blazer reveres. Enforcing the law across worlds almost got him into trouble.

After sincerely confessing to the God of FLAG, the ogre finally found what he wanted.

In the not-so-clean atmosphere of the Murder Guild, it was not uncommon to record screenshots of people who were hindering you, or who didn't let you get what you wanted, and then verbally attack them. He found a lot of useful information from it.

They were a group of players who were acting together with NPCs dressed like bandits, and their IDs were also captured in screenshots.

(End of this chapter)