Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

"What does 'Sons of the Twin Towers Returning from Hell' mean?" Asmodeus looked at the trending search in confusion. "Is this team sent out by our Hell?"

As someone who is always thinking about expanding the influence of the devil and doing his duty diligently, he can be said to be the best Lord of Hell in history.

The above is his self-evaluation.

Asmodeus, of course, also needs to pay attention to this invitational tournament to guard the ruins.

He has deeply realized the power of cultural entertainment and cannot miss any opportunity to make creatures of other races fall in love with the devil.

Because he is good at playing games, he worships the devil.

I never dared to think of such a strange thing before. When the gate of hell was blocked by the church and no one was allowed to leave, the few devils who could sneak through the cracks to Felin had to use all kinds of means to trick one or two humans into believing in them.

Now, a little devil who was originally in hell and had the same status as a maggot has a very high ladder score and has become a professional player. He posted on Weibo, "This noodle shop has great cooking skills [drooling][drooling]"

It can attract hundreds or thousands of people to check in at that noodle restaurant.

Don’t understand, but respect.

Also intend to use it.

So he decided to pay close attention to the battle situation of the Hell Legion after the group stage.

If he can make it to the final day, he will watch the game in person.

Rub it hard!

As for why I didn’t pay attention to it before the group stage, there was no need to.

If the devil players can't even qualify from the group stage, then they don't need to be players anymore.

Of course, not thrown into the lava to swim.

After Felin's long travels, he has learned to be kind, or, well, he thinks he has learned to be kind.

It is such a waste to throw it into the magma. Hell is in the process of development now and needs labor.

Just send them to the mines and let them dig for the rest of their lives.

But as far as he knew, Drogo only invited one devil team to this invitational tournament.

Where did this Son of the Twin Towers come from?
"Could it be that there was a team of auditions among the devils, and they managed to make it to the finals without my knowledge?"

That won't do. We have to commend them, set an example, and encourage other devils to learn from them, Asmodeus thought.

"Reply to my lord." said the succubus assistant at the side.

He learned the idea of ​​having an assistant from Drogo. Drogo found a pretty girl to be his assistant, so he also wanted to find one.

The only thing in hell that has anything to do with "pretty little girls" is the lust demon.

"This Sons of the Twin Towers is a human club from the Twin Towers City and has nothing to do with Hell."

"Then they'll come back from hell for nothing!"

"My Lord, this is a human figure of speech called a metaphor. They use 'return from hell' to describe the situation of regaining hope from a desperate situation."

If there is any area where humans are absolutely ahead of the devil, it must be the field of literature and art.

Because the demons have been facing tremendous survival pressure for thousands of years, they have almost no leisure time to develop literature and art. Even the demons' language is rhetorically poor.

If we want to develop now, we can only borrow words from the common language.

Asmodeus understood for a moment, then said unhappily, "No, according to this meaning, hell is a metaphor for a desperate situation?"

"Yes."

"Why? Does our great hell look like a desperate situation to other races?"

The Devil's Assistant fell silent.

Silence was her answer.

Asmodeus sighed and suddenly felt the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

If you want to go back to hell, then go back to hell.

Let’s skip this unsightly Son of the Twin Towers and look at the report about the real Legion of Hell.

"The momentum is strong! The Devil Legion is crushing the entire group and advancing to the next round with a perfect victory."

Asmodeus nodded with satisfaction.

Yes, this is the record the devil should have.

"So, our team is the most likely to win the championship among all the teams."

"No."

The Lust Demon Assistant poured a basin of cold water on him.

"How could it not be? They have never lost a single game. That's not the most amazing thing."

"My Lord, there are two groups in the group stage, and we have not played against the first place of the other group, Deep Water Dragonborn."

Asmodeus heard this and looked at the group points.

Sure enough, there was a 12-2 Deepwater Dragonborn in the other group.

"Didn't they lose two games?"

"They played these two games after they had already secured the top spot in the group. They were rather casual during the game and their lineup selection was not very rigorous, which seemed to indicate that they were just playing randomly."

The members of Deepwater Dragonborn are all pure gamers. Unlike the Devils who come with orders, they are usually managed in a militaristic manner and will never make mistakes if they can avoid them.

After securing the top spot in the group two rounds in advance, Toto and her teammates started to play around as much as they wanted, and were not far from giving up.

Even so, they still relied on their strong operational capabilities to achieve two rounds of 1-1.

It was precisely because of these two rounds of ties that their group became a complete mess.

Deepwater Dragonborn came in first place, and the team behind her had a great time playing an extra game.

It's hard to tell whether they intentionally wanted to force other teams to play in extra games.

Asmodeus scratched his bald head and said, "So, our only competitor is this Deepwater Dragonborn."

"Besides them there is the Son of the Two Towers."

"Why is there another Son of the Twin Towers?"

Because of the "return from hell", the Lord of Hell is now very dissatisfied with them.

他看了眼数据，“7-7唉，12-2说一下竞争冠军也就算了，7-7凭什么也争冠？”

"Their situation is quite special," Assistant Yu Mo is indeed a very professional assistant. He is professional in all his work. Perhaps it is a racial trait of devils. "They suffered a losing streak at the beginning of the game. After adjusting their playing style, they started to win streaks. And the winning streak was extremely smooth. The tactics they used have not been cracked so far. And according to interviews with the players of this team, they still have many more tactics."

"What tactics can't be cracked?"

Asmodeus suddenly became confident. He had been commanding the devils and fighting the demons for many years.

Tactically, he thought he could provide some guidance.

Therefore, the assistant of the demon took ten minutes to explain to the Lord of Hell, using the shortest language and clearest way possible, what the speed-push system was, why it was so powerful, and why it could not be handled.

To sum up, it can be said that he has both eloquence and understanding of the game.

Asmodeus nodded after hearing this.

"Um……"

In fact, he didn't understand.

The assistant also saw that he didn't understand, but was very sensible and didn't mention it. Instead, he suggested: "My Lord, I suggest you learn a little about this game. If you want to watch the finals on the day, you will most likely be interviewed. In the interview, if you show that you really understand the game, you can win the favor of many viewers."

After listening to the assistant's advice, Asmodeus thought about it for a moment.

That makes sense.

In order to better integrate into the main plane, the Lord of Hell created a character.

His public image is that of a lovable, amiable, and trendy middle-aged fat man next door.

He even has quite a few fans online.

Thanks to his appearance as a decadent middle-aged uncle, such a character can be connected with the Lord of Hell.

"If you are found out that you only claim to like games but actually know nothing about them, you may lose a lot of fans." Hit the nail on the head!

"Give me a set of that thing, just that..." Asmodeus ordered.

“Virtual mask.”

"Yes, a virtual mask. It's just a game, but I can command a real army and still not understand a game. Wait and see me figure out a way for our players to crack the fast push."

His overconfidence comes from his past gaming experience.

Asmodeus actually doesn't like playing games very much. He was only addicted to them for a short period of time when he first came into contact with the Internet.

Later I felt that the experience of these games seemed to be pretty much the same.

However, he was able to quickly master all the games he played and reach a high level.

He thought it was due to his talent, but in fact it was because he was a numeral weird.

As a top-level devil, his reaction speed and control accuracy are far beyond ordinary people. If he is not bad in these two aspects, he will not be weak in playing games.

But these two specialties will disappear while guarding the ruins.

In the space of consciousness, physical strength does not matter.

As one of the earliest players to try out the game Guardian of the Ruins, he confidently rejected his assistant's teaching proposal and stubbornly refused to watch the version update.

"It's simple. Just play against other players. It's just a new version. You'll understand after playing."

enter the game.

He admitted that he had underestimated the guard of the ruins before.

The game hall that was all white models during the trial play has now turned into a magnificent urban area that is almost identical to the real world. To what extent has the technology of the Drogo Group developed?

"How do I start?" he asked.

The assistant has logged in and entered his voice channel.

"Go into the hall in front of you on the left, there you can get matched."

Soon, Asmodeus started the second game of his life guarding the ruins.

On the hero selection screen, he immediately fell in love with a hero he hadn't seen in the last trial, a terrifying devil.

Ferocious horns, determined eyes, red armor covered with runes, and a long sword burning with flames.

Lord of Hell!

To be precise, it was the former Lord of Hell.

When Asmodeus was still a young devil, he had witnessed the majesty of the Lord of Hell, and the seed of wanting to kill his predecessor was planted in the little Amon's heart.

They are all devils, why is he so cool?

However, despite his jealousy, he chose the former Lord of Hell without hesitation.

Asmodeus quickly glanced at his predecessor's skills, a fire knife that caused continuous damage and stun, and a buff that ignited the surroundings and accelerated himself.

You can also eat wild monsters to gain wild monster skills, as well as the ultimate skill, which disables all skills of the target and causes continuous damage.

I know how to play!
It looks awesome.

He couldn't wait to slaughter his enemies!
After entering the game as the former Lord of Hell, he experienced long-lost excitement... and embarrassment.

In the voice channel, there was also an assistant who was obviously good at the game and was watching the game.

"My Lord, your choice of outfit is very problematic. It will be very uncomfortable to go online without supplies."

"My Lord, you shouldn't devour this wild monster. Its skills are of no help to you in the laning phase."

"My Lord, I think you should retreat back to the tower now, or you might... you're dead."

Although the assistant of the succubus calls his master "My Lord" on his left and "My Lord" on his right, it always sounds not very respectful, but a bit sarcastic.

Maybe he was too familiar with Drogo, so everything he said didn't sound good.

"Okay, I can play it myself, so I should research and explore the game myself!"

After these words were spoken, the voice channel fell silent.

However, it is easy to imagine what will happen to a quasi-novice who has only played one game and is a new player in a black game after losing the guidance of the old players.

Asmodeus began his journey to be withdrawn.

The enemy core uses him as an ATM, and whoever is short of money will come to kill him.

In a rage, he used his ultimate move on the enemy, but the target with all his skills disabled became himself.

"Why? I am obviously..."

Before he could finish his question, his teammates' impatient voices were heard over the team chat.

"You are so powerful that the shield bounces back, why? Can you read the skill introduction and equipment first before matching?"

"I……"

"What are you talking about? You don't even know the way here, you're just trying to trick me, go home and play in the mud!"

Various ridicules came one after another.

"Why do you call yourself the Lord of Hell? It's fine if you just call me by my name, but you don't know how to play the role of the Lord of Hell. Does the real Lord of Hell know that a fake like you is such a loser?"

"I'll give you one last chance to admit your mistakes."

Be merciful, Asmodeus told himself.

"Hahaha!" A burst of laughter came from the voice channel.

"After this round, let's have a one-on-one duel! Father-son match!"

Singled out?

Still a father and son game?

Of course we have to play a life-and-death game!

Seeing that the situation was going to develop in a strange direction, the assistant had to intervene at this time, "My Lord, he is referring to the duel in the game, not the duel you think of. Moreover, your current status does not allow you to have a traditional duel. It will be a major diplomatic incident."

Under the persuasion of his assistant, Asmodeus had no choice but to agree to the one-on-one game.

As for not accepting.

That's impossible.

For a Lord of Hell who has fought his way out, there is no such thing as not accepting a challenge.

Soon, they entered a custom game.

The competition uses the most popular rules at the moment, mid lane, Soul Reaper duel.

Games require a lot of proficiency.

The Lord of Hell was quickly killed twice, declaring his defeat in this duel.

Not only did he fail, the other party also left behind some ridicule.

"You are too bad. It's better to beat the robot than to beat you. It's boring."

This ordinary player may never realize in his entire life what a highlight moment he has achieved.

His opponent, Asmodeus, took off his mask and sat up. Although he looked calm on the surface, he was actually about to explode with anger.

He needed to find a way to relieve the pressure.

It won't have any adverse effects.

Just as he was thinking about how to relieve the pressure, a hellish demon flapped its wings and landed in front of him.

"My lord, my demon found a group of suspicious demons in the sixth layer of hell. Their state was very strange, so I did not attack them directly."

demon?

Asmodeus became more energetic. (End of this chapter)