Infinite Dimensional Conquest

That's right, nothing more!

"That group of vampires, even if they die, they have to squeeze out the surplus value. Maybe they plan to recover the remains of the dead and train others."

Even if the mission is dead for a lifetime, more than 90% of the mission income is squeezed out. At this time, they will often be sent out as cannon fodder.

Of course, it was their own choice this time, and they wanted to try to take some opportunities and find a way to get free from the control of God.

What are they doing? Those gods might be watching jokingly.

The disobedient cannon fodder is dead, recycled and reused, and the next batch of obedient is cultivated. This is the fate of the hog controlled by the gods.

There is no such thing as kindness, it is pure breeding, and being weak is the original sin.

In contrast, Tianchen's treatment of reincarnations and substitutes here is much better, and it is not necessary to just squeeze it to the end.

It is more appropriate to give some benefits, opportunities, and hopes appropriately.

Of course, the cruelty is still similar.

For now, there are already several sixth-order reincarnations, all of whom are treated well. Once they turned into the ruling class, they divided the rebellious mood among the reincarnation groups.

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Moreover, this time they ran into it themselves.

I thought that a little villain would not have much movement. Who would have thought that so many people would think so, and so many gods would actually do the same.

They all intend to get a share, and for them, the situation is heading straight to the worst.

"Boom, boom!"

"boom--!"

"That perverted person is controlled by accident, not to mention aesthetics, but it is really strong..."

A middle-aged man in armor, holding a huge shield, the halo spread out, forming a barrier to resist the attack from the'phosphorus' and even blew himself up.

"Don't be so many, let the difficulties in front of you survive."

"There are so many outsiders in this city, and these are the ones who besieged us at most. I know you all keep them. Take out all your cards..."

...

"A task?"

"Just use it!"

Tianchen held his chin, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes.

Item 0133

"It's time!"

"You always have to take out your hole cards. Don't forget, these tasks are mandatory. It's not enough to escape the hunting by the Phosphorus!"

"If the mission fails, the respective punishments will not be light, and those who try to avoid the mission..."

"It will be directly obliterated!"

While resisting the impact of the'phosphorus', the armor man eagerly convinced.

These people come from different forces, some are substitutes, some are players similar to the'paradise of the gods', and some are lone traversers.

Without exception, the gods issued a joint mission.

If the mission fails, a large amount of points, or redemption points, contribution points will be deducted...according to the reward and punishment mechanism of their respective forces.

Those who intend to escape will definitely be more miserable!

Maybe they just left the city with a bang and turned into bright fireworks. Of course, the obliteration mechanisms of various forces are different.

...

Substitutes and people like reincarnations have seen a lot of this kind of situation before, and they have been psychologically prepared for a long time, and they have even experienced it personally.

The rest of the traversers looked incredulous, and they had been relying on the system, grandfather, and artifact, and suddenly released this obliteration mission.

At this moment, combined with the words of several substitutes, I think of a lot, and I also understand the strange gaze of these people when they first saw them.

Adding their'gold fingers', their strength can always skyrocket, perhaps they are just puppets, manipulated by invisible black hands, and can be abandoned at any time if necessary.

This is the thorn that has been deliberately ignored, but has been haunting my heart. At this moment, driven by interests, it is exposed without hesitation.

They are not the protagonists, but the sad ants whose destiny is firmly in their hands.

Their'system', to be precise, the black hand, obviously colluded with the gods of those substitutes.

The blood-red warning, the mission failed to leave the host, and the punishment is worse than these substitutes. If you leave the host, you can know the ending even if you don't say it.