There are always some self-righteous people who think they have abilities that others cannot imagine, but such abilities have not been discovered or taken seriously.

Simply put, in the eyes of these people, they are typical of being unappreciated. They are cynical and believe that their gold will always shine, but they are always unable to be expressed or expressed due to certain objective reasons - such as the neglect and suppression of others.

Krathir, the former leader of the Second Elite Regiment of the Blood Alliance Knights, is one of the representatives of these people.

From the beginning of the establishment of the Blood Alliance Knights, he betrayed his original guild and led his elites to join this team that he thought was unlimited.

The guild led by the "Emperor" sounds beautiful, and Krathir is also ambitious and believes that it is absolutely impossible for him to be in a position in the main team with his own abilities.

In fact, Krathil has always tried his best to achieve this goal, including providing supplies and equipment for the elite group to the best of its ability, establishing connections and installing nails in the guild, eliminating dissidents, and secretly attacking other teams belonging to the Blood Alliance Knights...

Such efforts were going on even the moment before the emperor was defeated.

However, the final result proved that he failed.

Whether it was a bet on the emperor or his attempt to prove that he was enough to become a top gamer, the rewards he received in the end were minimal. Such a result made Clardill deeply feel the malice of this Azerothic world.

Setbacks create heroes, and setbacks can also create villains. There is no doubt that Krathir is now transforming towards the identity of a villain.

The first thing he did was to match the role of villain was to post the forum that has now become the fuse through the vest.

"Then it's time to harvest."

Now Krathir is full of success, and the response from the forum has exceeded his expectations, which also makes him quite confident about his next plan.

Before this, he had sent a letter to Abu, one of the parties involved and the target of the "First Paladin", the target of this time. The reason why he used the email was because the other party actually refused his communication request.

But it doesn't matter. Soon, the guy will cry and shout and kneel on the ground begging him to let him go, right?

The threat of human flesh search alone is enough to make an existence that is extremely powerful in the virtual world and suffers terrible blows in real life. Before that, there have been countless cases of suicide caused by endless attacks and harassment by cyber mobs in the real world. What's more, Krathil is very confident about the "trump card" he holds.

All he wanted was just everything he should have - glory, power and a large sum of money. In his opinion, the Knights of the Blood Alliance were already in his pocket, and the two stupid women who thought they could get rid of the threat by expelling him were obviously doing something stupid.

"Maybe... can you take this opportunity to take advantage of other things slightly? After all, when encountering such a thing, any woman will give more for her reputation, right?"

When I think of the two beautiful women who have been the targets of countless guild members, Krathir's heart couldn't help but feel ready.

"bite……"

It was not surprising to him at all. However, after a brief wait, the system had clearly prompted that the First Paladin who had previously refused his call request was now actively trying to establish a private channel with him.

The fish have already been baited, so next, we choose to steam, brais, fry, or make sashimi.

But before that... Krathil wanted to enjoy the rare success in his life and enjoy the power to mock the losers as a winner.

"The First Paladin Abu, right? Let me introduce myself. My name is Krathir, the leader of the Second Elite Group of the Original Blood League Knights."

From the beginning, he began this conversation with a tone that he thought he was strong enough.

"Clardir? Well...well, then, as you said in your letter to me, do you want to make a deal with me that I can't refuse?"

"That's right."

Krathil nodded, and tried hard to smile on his face from the superior who thought it was in line with the current situation.

"For you, this deal is undoubtedly the best way to get out of the situation, and I can get everything I want, and it's obviously good for both of us."

While confirming it, Clardill secretly complained in his heart - this guy hasn't realized that he is the mastermind behind everything, right?

This mentality of being a villain for the first time is really hard to stop. On the one hand, he expects all his actions to be recognized and praised by the world, and on the other hand, he hopes to make a fortune in silence. After all, according to the plan, he secretly directs everything and finally hides his merits and fame. The plot written in the script is the plot.

Just as his heart was so meaningless and contradictory, Abu, the first Paladin on the other side, finally gave him a chance to choose.

"What is my current situation... referring to?

"Of course, is there any more important thing for you now than solving 'that thing' as soon as possible? And just so happens that I am the one who can help you solve your problems."

Krathir was very confident that under such conditions, the other party had no reason to refuse him - in fact, he had a hundred ways to drive the No. 1 Paladin into an abyss that would never be restored, but doing that would not bring him more benefits.

Just so happens that now that he has lost the support of the emperor, it seems like a good choice to choose another "backstage". It is much easier to use this matter to get in touch with the First Paladin than to try hard to curry favor with the upside-down man who is said to be difficult to speak.

Sure enough, next, he heard the answer that had long been expected.

"Okay, I think we should talk to each other in person."

"The Lion King's Proud Hotel, Block B on the second floor...you pay for the fee."

After reporting his current location, Krathil took the morning dew in front of him with satisfaction and took a sip of it.

This feeling of controlling everything in applause is really comfortable.

Soon, with the sound of the stairs colliding with the combat boots, Krathir, holding a wine glass in his hand, saw that the figure of the First Paladin Abu had appeared in his sight.

"Here."

He even had to get up, and waved his hand straightforwardly, as he gave the "loser" who was about to become a betrayal dog and needed to rely on him to survive in a vain.

It can be seen that the other party doesn't seem to care about his performance. After all, this situation has come to this situation. I'm afraid that now, all the thoughts of this First Paladin are only focused on the tragic ending that may be encountered under the terrifying human flesh search.

"The so-called First Paladin... is just a hypocritical manifestation and fulfillment who can only live in the virtual world."

Krathir, who had confirmed this, finally let go of his last guard against the young man named Abu in front of him.

In his opinion, as long as he makes a request next, the other party may have the only way to accept it with gratitude.

"I don't have much time to waste, just tell me your conditions."

As expected, as soon as he sat down, the other party was impatient to show guilt and panic.

“What I want is simple.”

Speaking of this, Krathil deliberately paused for a moment, and was very satisfied with the look that the other party showed, eager to know the answer.

"The guild assets of the Knights of the Blood Alliance, including the equipment, materials, supplies and working capital of the guild warehouse... I want 7...8...no, 90% of them."

Out of his judgment on the current situation, Krathir made a wise move - he raised his psychological bottom line a lot.

He beat the fallen dog, and this is what he is doing to this Paladin standing on the top of Azeroth. In fact, he had been unhappy about this guy for a long time.

A mere boy who came out of nowhere only became the top of this Azeroth world by his luck and nepotism. He only had the ability and ambitions, but he wanted to be under the halo of such a person, and was no name.

But what about now?

He mastered the other party's lifeline! This alone is enough to allow him to squeeze and mock the other party in an unprecedented manner without worrying about any revenge!

No! This is not enough!

In Krathir's heart, there was already a more vigorous flame burning.

"In addition, you, the First Paladin, and your team will serve me and become my vassal in the future."

"oh?"

Perhaps because this condition was too harsh, the other party finally showed an intriguing expression.

"Why?"

"Why? Hum... I still have evidence that you, the First Paladin, and those two hateful women are completely ruined!"

Krathil snorted coldly, and he felt very unhappy about the resistance shown by the Paladin named Abu in front of him.

Having reached this point, he was trying to resist his will? What an idiot with unknown conditions!

Thinking of this, Krathir felt that he had reason to let this guy who was still unknown to know his current situation.

"As far as I know, those two women, Ghost Crab and Human Model Worker, have joined your team now, right?"

"So what?"

"How about it?"

Krathil finally couldn't help but laughed arrogantly.

"Ha! You actually asked me 'So what'?! Do you think that I, who had been an important member of the Knights of the Blood Alliance for so long, wouldn't know the identities of those two women?!"

As he said that, he could no longer suppress the irritability in his heart. He suddenly stood up and pointed his finger at the tip of the other person's nose.

"Do you think the trick between you and those two women can be hidden from everyone? What about now? Just a little bit of truth has already made you anxious? If I announce the true identities of these two women next, then I'm afraid I don't have to do it next. The anger of all Azeroth players alone will be enough to burn you to ashes!"

Krathir's fingers almost pressed against the tip of the Paladin's nose in front of him. He felt that now he was completely above the other party in terms of momentum, especially at the moment of a complete showdown, his inner comfort and thoughts made him feel a little fluttered.

And now, it's time to give your opponent a fatal blow!

Just when Krathil was about to throw the last heavy hammer to completely penetrate the abyss...

"Okay, I get it."

The guy named Abu suddenly showed an expression of "so that's it".

"Let me think about it...well, now I probably can only solve it this way."

Tell, I actually compromised.

Looking at the First Paladin who suddenly stood up, Krathir felt a little disappointed.

Failing to see the other party's desperate and frightened expression was undoubtedly a failure of this meeting. However, no matter what, he will get everything he wants, and...

"Buzz!"

Just as Clardill just smiled and tried to stand up, like the villain in the movie, stretched out his hand to shake hands with the other party, while saying lines such as "Happy Cooperation"...

The next moment, his body was suddenly shrouded in holy light.

"Although the possibility is very low... I'll confirm in advance, you shouldn't have the device that 'If you die in the game, you will automatically announce the truth in reality'?"

A ghost has that kind of device! And! Now this is...what is going on?!

Caught out of defense, Krathil, who was suddenly attacked by the opponent in the safest Lion King Proud Hotel in this light source city, tried his best to resist such a despicable sneak attack.

Unfortunately, at this moment, he finally realized one thing clearly, that is...

How far is his current strength and the strong men who are truly at the top of this Azerothic world?

There was no chance to react, and there was no chance to answer the other party's questions. In just a short moment, his health value was easily dropped to the end.

When his body was weak and his consciousness returned to darkness, Krathir clearly heard the man with a slightly frown and muttered to himself.

"I'm really sorry, you know too much."
Chapter completed!