It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 522 Golden Cicada
The little boy's cries echoed in the corridor, irritating the eardrums of everyone present.

Everyone endured it miserably.

General Singer frowned and said to the messenger inside through the deformed elevator door: "Just do as she says. If you are worried that she will escape, tie a pigeon bell to her."

The Messenger quietly examined the shooting star in front of him.

He restrained his mental pressure, stretched out his hand to hold Meteor's arm, and let go after a moment. There was a mark of a carrier pigeon on Meteor's arm.

"You can tell me now how to log off the line." The messenger raised his eyebrows and looked at her. "Let us listen to your wonderful ideas."

Liu Xing was silent for a while, then slowly spoke: "If an administrator wants to go offline, there are two ways. Either the area under the administrator's charge is breached by players, or the administrator sends an offline application to the server. The former is equivalent to automatically leaving get off work after completing the task, while the latter is a temporary leave, which requires the approval of the leader before leaving the job."

"We already know this, so there's no need for you to repeat it," the messenger said indifferently. "The bishop has submitted countless offline requests, but there's something wrong with the game system, and the main server has been unresponsive."

"So only the first method can make the bishop offline and return to the original world." Meteor said.

The messenger laughed in silence. "...What nonsense are you talking about? The maze that the bishop was in charge of has been breached. The bishop missed the opportunity to go offline, and now the maze cannot be breached again. What you said is completely meaningless."

"Why can't we break through it again? The abyss maze hasn't disappeared, has it?" Meteor smiled softly, "Have you ever thought that the reason why the bishop can't go offline may have nothing to do with the system bug at all. The reason why he can't go offline is simply because the maze is still there and the abyss is still alive."

Upon hearing this, the messenger finally put away his contemptuous attitude and looked at the meteor in front of him again.

"If I remember correctly, it was you and Black Spot who killed the Abyss. But now you tell me that the Abyss is still alive?" The messenger said in a low voice, "Don't you think this is inconsistent?"

Meteor lowered his eyes and replied, "Yes, we killed it with our own hands, and it is indeed still alive in another form."

The Messenger stared at her face. "Don't keep me in suspense, Meteor. I don't have much patience."

Meteor looked up, smiled at him, and finally dropped a bombshell message—

"The hidden boss is the Abyss from before. It has been resurrected in a human body."

The messenger's face froze, staring at the shooting star.

Everyone outside fell silent, no one said a word, including the bishop, who stopped crying and was stunned by the news.

"You..." The messenger paused, his expression full of disgust. "Besides making trouble, do you have no other way to save yourself? The reason why the hidden boss appeared is that it was originally a team healing card. After being digested by humans, the skills could not be coordinated, so it mutated. This information has been discussed on the forum."

Meteor's face became a little strange, with many fine wrinkles appearing.

The messenger felt something was wrong, and then he heard Meteor laugh, "You mean that post? Haha... I posted it anonymously."

There were more and more wrinkles on her face, and her arms and legs also became like blistered bean curd sticks.

This is obviously not normal!

The messenger immediately reached out to grab it, but only picked up a layer of empty skin - the texture of mulberry paper. The water evaporated quickly, and the skin paper became lighter and lighter, finally becoming as thin as a cicada's wing.

The messenger's face turned pale, knowing that he had been fooled, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Meteor!!!"

Mental power is suddenly released!
But it was too late.

Meteor's voice came from a distance: "If your memory is good enough, you should remember that the post was posted the day after you betrayed me. Of course, I would not let you pay attention to the newly born Abyss. Now the best time to kill it has been missed. This is your retribution!"

retribution--

The word echoed in the deep elevator shaft. The messenger could not find any trace of the meteor, and his face became more and more ugly.

The general outside asked anxiously: "What's going on? What happened?!"

The messenger breathed slowly, allowing his emotions to calm down.

He lowered his eyes to look at the parchment in his hand, rubbed it gently and it turned into powder, and said slowly: "Meteor ran away. She used the rare item Golden Cicada. The pigeon bell was tied to the skin of the Golden Cicada, and its effect was ineffective."

The general was furious when he heard this. "She must not have gotten far yet. I will send people to surround the area immediately! We can't let her get away like this. How could the hidden boss be Abyss? We must make her explain this matter clearly!"

"It's useless." The messenger said indifferently, "Not only does she have rare items, but she also holds a gargoyle card, which is equivalent to an invisible person."

"Are we just going to let it go like this?!" The general was raging outside. "She came to my territory to assassinate me, humiliated me, and even smashed the elevator. She made such a big fuss and yet she just walked away... Wait a minute, messenger, come out quickly! The bishop is about to cry again! Oh my God..."

The Messenger pondered Meteor's last words.

"Retribution... Since you want to take revenge on us so much, you should come and meet us again, right?... I'm waiting for you, Meteor."

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At night, the stars are shining.

Although the stadium, as a gathering place, suffered a massacre, there were always some fools among the player community. They neither paid attention to the forum messages nor received reminders from their teammates. They were busy killing monsters in the wild to earn points. When they returned to the gathering place to rest at night, they were caught red-handed by Feng Ling and his group.

Ye Zheng naturally forced Feng Ling to tell him the location of the nearby statue, and then seriously asked Feng Ling to go to where the statue was.

No matter what Feng Ling wanted to do - whether he wanted to seek revenge on Xingxing Society or to save Huangfu Miaomiao, all of them came to the back. Ye Zheng believed that reducing the pollution level was urgent.

Feng Ling sat down in front of the smiling statue and drew cards with ease.

"Okay, the pollution value has dropped." Feng Ling left the table and said calmly, "Now my pollution value is 30%."

"What?!" Ye Zheng was almost dumbfounded, "Only dropped by one point?"

"Yes, I took away the mantis." Feng Ling said, "The cards that can be deleted from my deck all have very low pollution values."

Ye Zheng gritted his teeth, "Otherwise, delete the Abyss card! Didn't you say that its pollution value is 8%?"

"That won't work." Feng Ling covered his chest and replied with a glare, "I finally got it with great difficulty, and this card has a lot of experience points. Now I am just a little bit away from advancing to the Abyss."

"You still want to advance? The pollution value is already 30%. Any card can drive you crazy!" Ye Zheng was very confused. "Is there no other way? Why is the pollution value of the Abyss card so high?"

Li Qing at the side advised her: "8% is actually quite suitable for Abyss Cards. If the attributes are mutually exclusive, the pollution value of digesting an Abyss Card can reach more than 30%."

"Did you hear me? My attributes are very compatible with the Lord of the Abyss River, so I can't delete them." Feng Ling said, "You can delete other low-level cards at will."

Ye Zheng groaned and said, "There's nothing we can do. It seems we can only contact the Supervisory Bureau and ask them to ship a batch of sedatives over, just in case."

Feng Ling: “…………”

This is really a turn of events.

(End of this chapter)