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Gift game name:

Participants at a glance:

The turtle calf holding Vila

Sponsor's victory conditions:

Kill that turtle calf.

Participant's victory conditions:

Kill the organizer.

Oath: Respect the above content, and hold a gift game based on glory, flag and organizer permissions.

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The turtle and the like are full of resentment.”

"I'm... very resentful..." Vera muttered in Wang Dong's arms in a low voice, her little face full of resentment.

"Okay, I'll accept your game." Wang Dong grinned, then let go of his hand holding Vera, jumped to the competition stage, hooked his finger at Maxwell, who was less than three meters away from him, and said with a grin: "Come on, Mr. Stalker!"

"I'm not a stalker. I just want to stay with Verado once!" Maxwell looked at Wang Dong with a firm look on his face, and then sighed: "You won't understand me anyway, forget it. Death!"

As he said that, Maxwell rushed towards Wang Dong. Wang Dong shook his upper body left and right with an innocent look on his face to avoid Maxwell's attack, and then said to Vera on the sidelines: "Villa, do you want me to kill him happily, or do you fight him in a terrible way?"

"Please be sure to kill!" Villa nodded decisively.

"Since that's the case..." Wang Dong grinned, suddenly raised his left hand and held Maxwell's fist swing, then stared at Maxwell standing in front of him with scarlet eyes, and said, "I originally wanted to play with you, but since Vera asked to kill you..."

Wang Dong raised his right hand with a smile on his face. Then he threw an orange fireball into the air, and said to the people fighting in the air: "Hey, you guys, it's better to come down, otherwise I won't care if I hurt you."

After the warning was completed, Wang Dong snapped his fingers casually, and the surface of the fireball at high altitude suddenly began to expand irregularly. After a few seconds, dozens of fire dragons drilled out of it.

"What is that!?" Shandora looked at the fire dragon flying in the sky in amazement. At this moment, the little loli had a strong idea - perhaps, this person is more suitable for the title of "Fire Dragon" than herself?

"Come on. Escape under the attack of the flame dragon." Wang Dong tilted his head and grinned, and said with a sick look on his face: "Escape!!"

"Boom--" Under Wang Dong's command, the fire dragon flying in the sky rushed towards Maxwell like a fish that saw a bait. The posture was quite like "I'm stupid to kill you" and "whoever hides will be stupid."

"Hmph, this level of attack..." Maxwell and his sneered disdainfully. He raised his right hand and began to release the attack - but after a few seconds of attack, the demon king with a four-digit strength suddenly felt something was wrong.

Damn it, I'm fighting monsters that haven't been beaten yet, how can I play this game?

There is a math problem. Assuming that the Demon King King can create five flame dragons every second, and the Demon King Maxwell can destroy one flame dragon every second, then do you have a girlfriend at the Dead House?

Pest, who had to land because of the fire dragons hovering all over the sky, looked at Wang Dong who was laughing at Maxwell who was fleeing in the middle of the competition venue, and said in a look of surprise: "Who is it..."

"So amazing..." Shandora stared at Wang Dong's Fire Dragon with wide eyes and said with admiration: "How can we control the flames so skillfully?"

Shandora, who was also a flame envoy, looked at Wang Dong's Fire Dragon, and then looked at his usual fighting methods. A feeling of shame arose. This was like Yuriko had already guided Loli while playing with mud.

"What's wrong? Demon King Maxwell, aren't you going to kill me?" Wang Dong grinned, looking at Maxwell whose clothes had been damaged in several places, and mocked: "Come on, come on! Are you not a four-digit demon? Are you not a stalker? Are you not a stalker? Do you use your space ability to run, you run!"

"Wait, I will definitely come back!" Maxwell glared at Wang Dong angrily, then said a harsh word and used his ability to move instantly.

"I still ran away." Vera came to Wang Dong and said with a disappointed look on her face: "I didn't stay."

"Do you want to stay?" Wang Dong scratched his head, and then said helplessly: "Okay, wait..."

Wang Dong stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, then occupied the place where Maxwell moved in an instant, and muttered with his eyes closed: "If it is the star field, this should not be possible... but you can try it here..."

"What are you going to do... Um..." Vera walked to Wang Dong and was about to ask what Wang Dong was going to do, but before she could finish her words, she felt her body sinking suddenly - a feeling like a puppy facing an angry ancient dragon emerged from her heart that could not be stopped.

Not just Vera, this terrifying feeling spread in all directions at a terrible speed, and in just a few seconds, several nearby areas had been covered.

"After...theft..." Pest knelt on the ground, looking at Wang Dong with his eyes closed with a pale face, screaming in fear: "What are he doing!! What are he doing!!"

"Hey... this is... a very bad experience... Master..." Shiliu Ye half-kneeled on the ground with difficulty, looking at Wang Dong's figure with sweat on his face, then looked at Wei Si, who was covered in blood-red eyes beside him. He laughed and said, "What's wrong? Lord Demon."

"Ha...ha..." Weiss gasped heavily. But the feeling of being like a prey targeted by a predator made him unable to even move.

"Space cracking... track the direction of space... cracking the space channel..." As time passed, the smile on Wang Dong's face became heavier and heavier. After about twenty or thirty seconds, as the momentum disappeared, he suddenly opened his eyes, and then stabbed his right hand hard in front.

"Sher—"

Everyone who had actually disappeared and regained their movement ability looked at Wang Dong's front half of his right hand disappeared in the air. Then when he pulled out his hand again, his right hand was pinching someone's neck and dragging him out.

"You...you..." Maxwell, who was dragged out, looked at Wang Dong with fear. He looked at the scenery around him in disbelief and exclaimed: "How did you do it!!"

"Secret." Wang Dong grinned, then put his left hand on Maxwell's chest with a smile, and said, "Now, you accept my game..."

In the horror of Pest and his group, in Maxwell's fearful eyes, Wang Dong's left hand flashed a black light, and he placed a black parchment in front of Maxwell.

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Gift game name:

Participants at a glance:

Four-digit Demon King Maxwell.

Sponsor's victory conditions:

Maxwell was incapacitated.

Participant's victory conditions:

Kill the organizer.

Sponsor Victory Prize:

All the gifts of the contestants.

Winner prizes are given to the competition:

All the gifts from the organizer.

Oath: Respect the above content, and hold a gift game based on glory, flag and organizer permissions.

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"Hey, Black Rabbit. Is this game recognized?" Wang Dong looked at Black Rabbit with a smile and asked.

"Yes. The Demon King's game is forcibly recognized, unless there is a person with the right to judge like Black Rabbit who has forced intervention." Black Rabbit nodded and said seriously.

"Very good." Wang Dong nodded, then slowly placed his hand in his heart in Maxwell's horrified gaze and said, "Do you know why you can't move? Because your body... has been petrified~"

Being attacked by the flame dragon is just a blow-out clothes? Do you think this is a benefit baby?

"Goodbye." Wang Dong waved his hand with a smile, and then pointed out the power contained in his fingers as Maxwell shouted "No".

Starting from the heart, Maxwell's body quickly turned into grey at a speed visible to the naked eye. Just as Maxwell was completely petrified, two rays of light also came to Wang Dong.

"Tsk, it's really troublesome to not have a gift card." Wang Dong scratched his head, then grabbed two gifts with his left hand, came to Bai Yasha, and said, "Bai Yasha, give me a gift card."

"Now isn't the time to do these things!" Bai Yasha covered her face speechlessly. She didn't expect that Wang Dong could kill Maxwell so easily, "Get me out quickly!"

"Well, this is the rule of the game, I can't intervene." Wang Dong scratched his head, then looked at the wind wall in front of him and stretched out his right hand as if nothing had happened, and said to Bai Yasha: "Gift Card."

"Okay, okay, give it to it." Bai Yasha gritted his teeth and stuffed a black card with red patterns into Wang Dong's hand, and said angrily: "Can't you help a beautiful girl like me!"

"Let's talk about it later, and then say it later." Wang Dong waved his hand, and then stuffed Maxwell's two gifts into the card in Bai Yasha's confused expression-

One is the gift of Maxwell's power: the paradox demon whose existence was denied by science (Maxwell demon)

The other is the spirit of the third perpetual motion mechanism.

No one guessed that it is so simple and crude~~~(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!