This NPC named Mustafa Wormface is definitely a terrifying existence that can only be taken away by wisdom but not attacked forcefully. When Yang Hai saw the Wormface, his smiling face appeared in front of him.

As the main designer of the Forgotten Mainland game, the horror master Kolinsky from Russia is well-known in the game industry. The NPC and mission plot designed by this old guy have always been known for their perverts. Yang Hai is very sure that the NPC of the Warp Side was created by Kolinsky.

However, under the calculation of the intelligent brain, NPC is only set by the designer's personality variables. As for the specific scenarios, they are calculated by the intelligent brain itself.

From the perspective of the IEC, Yang Hai endured the surging discomfort in his heart and thought about ways to solve the crisis.

The other party was extremely sane and knew so many mysterious knowledge and taboo secrets. At this moment, Yang Hai could not think that the insect face was really a centaur.

This man even knew Kito and called him an old monster. He either lived for so long—it was almost impossible—and the Grand Duke could not do it—or he was extremely familiar with the history of the old age, buried under the deep and dark ruins, as seen with his own eyes, but in any case, the power of this NPC was beyond imagination.

The IEC's understanding of the game is different from that of players. What Visconti and the others see is the power of this NPC, and what IEC sees is the superb wisdom under the power.

Yang Hai is Evans's servant, with a full-level historical knowledge. If he hadn't done the mission of the Sea Emperor Demon Crush, he would have little knowledge of Kito, so how did Mustafa's insect face do it? How did he know?

Unless his soul can reversely pass through the eternal turbulent sand of time, back to the deep and dark ancient times, and see everything.

Normally, it is unlikely to cross the hourglass in reverse, but ancient goblins can do it. Yang Hai felt that he had found the answer.

Once his men sacrificed a treasure to him, a legendary mechanical device called the Universal (Harmony) Key. It is the treasure of Duke Amanda Brian. The holder of the Universal (Harmony) Key can travel freely under any geographical conditions in any plane.

However, this key is just an integral part of the time machine. The components of the same level include the universal pocket watch held by the great craftsman Rui, King Seberto's universal engine, and the universal wrench of the chief consultant Neil.

The universal engine can supply all energy without any cost against the rules; the universal wrench can be repaired, advanced, cracked, and ordered all mechanical devices without condition.

A universal pocket watch can make the soul pass through the hourglass of time in reverse and visit all history in person.

Yang Hai took a deep breath, and he suspected that the chief consultant's pocket watch had fallen into the hands of the NPC.

Yang Hai looked at the big pot floating in the sky and thought that if the other party's alchemy level was lower than his... he could try poisoning. However, he was not very confident in this, because the holder of the universal pocket watch could read all history in a scene, which meant endless knowledge, and also meant that the insect face's attainment in alchemy might be higher than that of himself.

"I suggest you retreat." Leorick said in a serious tone that Yang Hai had never heard of.

Not only the Grand Duke suggested this, the pendulum of the doom on his wrist also emitted a hot temperature, almost making scars on his hands. Yang Hai took a deep breath and decided to order everyone to retreat.

The GLORY-DAY people were delayed here for a long time and were watched by players from the Dead Head Valley, but no one dared to cross the boundary because the Holy Lich Valentine was eyeing the jungle entrance. As long as someone dared to approach this side, a sacred star would blow down, and as many people would die in the explosion range. But even so, watching the Wushou fight with everyone from a distance also opened the eyes of the players.

"So this is how real masters fight!"

"It's so amazing. I thought that those GLORY-DAY people could beat ten of them. They were too exaggerated. How did they get this power? Are we really playing the same game?"

"Visconti's Bone Statue is simply a treasure chest of tricks. He knows everything! He can do anything! All spells are instantly silent? I don't know any of those spells? The artifacts like the Bone Statue can only be ranked sixth on the list? The first book of Eternity, the second Usta gem, and the third Grand Duke Riorik's life protection box are even more powerful?"

"Is the number one mage in mainland China so powerful? He was killed by a witch's death curse and was completely unharmed. He even fell into a coma with the boss? With such defense, he was obviously a mt!"

"A man can actually control more than twenty flying dragons. Who is his opponent on the battlefield? He can flatten a castle alone!"

...

ANDREW was also in the crowd, touching his chin, his face feeling helpless.

Every IEC has its own philosophy. Yang Hai established GLORY-DAY, and every member he absorbed was of outstanding personal abilities. ANDREW's IEC philosophy is completely opposite to Yang Hai.

He believes that all the tactics and methods of conduct that cannot be popularized into everyone are not the means that the IEC should have in his mind. Because compared to the powerful people who defied the heavens, there are still more people in this world.

Therefore, ANDREW is not very interested in personal heroism, and he believes that there are more people and power.

But at this moment, he had to admit that he brought this group of people to the Detached Valley to block GLORY-DAY's people, it was a bit stupid. If the other party hadn't been asking for death to get the witch leader, the people brought by ANDREW today would probably be wiped out. No matter how many scrolls he had in his hands, it might not be good. He thought that so many scrolls were enough. After seeing Kakulucia's reaction after getting a joint harvest, he felt that this scroll might not be reliable for GLORY-DAY people.

The ANDREW feels right, because Lai Fu can lick the spells released by the reel.

The players' horror was meaningless to the four GLORY-DAY people. They were already in a life-and-death crisis. The insect face made a hissing sound of unexplained meaning. A drop of soup was taken out of the pot by him, applied evenly at his fingertips, and then suddenly released!

The verdant smoke enveloped everyone, the flying dragon let out a terrifying scream, and was put into the astral realm by Kakuluchia, who reacted very quickly, and escaped. Yang Hai also quickly interrupted the supply of magic, and Father Valentine returned to the bone plane.

Yang Hai and his men were all immobilized and could not move.

"Let's start with you," Mustafa Bug's face stepped open, walked towards Kakulucia, reached out to snatch it, and then froze: "The Narak leather robe... actually recognizes the master? This magic tool is unruly, how did you do it?"

Instead of expecting Kakulucia to answer, Mustafa took out a pocket watch, tugged the pointer of the pocket watch, then closed his eyes, and after a moment, he chuckled: "So that's it, it's interesting. The Lord of the Seven Seas and the Siren Prince Vegemelos have also taken great pains to cultivate you. The Siren's singing can actually control the soul. Thank you for telling me."

Yang Hai felt a chill. It was indeed a universal pocket watch, and the worst case happened.

With a universal pocket watch, Mustafa's alchemy cannot be weaker than himself, and it is impossible to poison the crucible.

But... all tasks have solutions, where is the solution to this task?

Mustafa grabbed the unmovable Kakulucia and stepped on the sky, as if there was an invisible staircase in the air, and walked to the cauldron in a few steps.

"The process may be a bit painful, but you won't die." Mustafa poured a bottle of potion into Kakulucia's mouth and said, "At least, the potion's effect lasts for a day, you won't die."

Kakulucia was already confused, but she couldn't resist anyway, so he simply looked at Mustafa coldly, wanting to know what the other party was doing.

He soon knew that, because a nauseous feeling surged into his throat as the potion poured in, Kakuluchia opened his mouth and vomited, and his heart was spit out of his mouth and fell into the pot, making a ploppy sound.

This scene was really disgusting and terrifying. Some timid players turned around and ran away. The remaining people looked from afar and felt a little grateful to the Saint Lich.

If it weren't for the threat from the Saint Lich just now, they might have rushed into the battlefield directly and thought about the consequences... it was chilling.

This time, there is no need for the threat of the Saint Lich, and all the onlookers are watching from afar and never dares to take a step forward.

Kakulucia continued to vomit, and in a short while, he spitted out all his internal organs and fell into the pot like dumplings.

Mustafa Bugmian nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's really good, I'm very satisfied with your body."

After saying that, he threw Kakulucia aside.
Chapter completed!