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338 (Hand of the Titans)

"You...you are..."

Looking at the person walking out of the trees beside him, Celica couldn't help but feel surprised.

A big red hair like flame, bright red lips, shiny black enamel leather armor, and a woman holding a thin cross gun in one hand.

This person was the Shield Sword Envoy who had been bored in the team of the Shield Sword Envoy who had been in the last place.

"So it's you?"

Luo Zhen also raised his eyebrows.

However, Luo Zhen was not surprised.

"Would I call you Miss Rosalia? Or should I call you the president of Orange Name Guild (Titan Hand)?"

Luo Zhen's words made Celica stunned and also surprised the other party.

"Wow?" Rosalia narrowed her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth, as if she wanted to show her meanness, and said, "So you know me?"

Luo Zhen naturally had to give a positive statement about this issue.

"Although I have never seen you, your (Titan Hand) is quite famous. A criminal guild that specializes in middle-level players as the main hunting targets. In order to get rare props and money, it is willing to kill all the players' teams. There are not nearly a hundred players who have died in your hands, but dozens of them must have. If it is not for a clear purpose and the goal is the player's net worth, rather than a guild that kills people specifically for happiness, it is not an exaggeration to list you as a Red Name Guild?"

Luo Zhen said such words in an indifferent tone, which made the two women at the scene react differently.

"Kill...Kill Guild...!?"

Celica covered her mouth and looked at Rosalia in extreme shock.

Obviously, Celica never expected that she would encounter such a terrible existence.

"...It seems that I underestimated you. Even if I am a member of the raiders from (Red Wings), I am still the strongest guild."

The smile on Rosalia's face disappeared for a moment, but then it returned to its original state and became sarcastic.

"But what if you can recognize me? You still can't change the status quo?"

As he said this, Rosalia stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers.

The next moment, players began to walk out from the bushes on both sides of his side.

It was a group of criminal players whose cursors were collectively orange.

These Orange Names are covered with silver or secondary equipment, and they are gorgeously dressed, but they look like a group of thieves, and they are all men except Rosalia.

These male players with orange names gathered to the only Rosalia who showed a green name with a sneer and malicious expression.

Obviously, these players are members of the Orange Name Guild (Hand of Titans) and are also real criminals.

As the president, Rosalia is still a green name, and she has mentioned it before. She just wants to sneak into the town, find suitable prey, and then induce her into the circle, so that the members of the guild can ambush and deal with it. She did it on purpose?

This is also why Rosalia stayed in the team of the Shield Sword Envoy.

The other party must be the prey that Rosalia is interested in, and the poor victim who is about to eat in the near future.

But now, Rosalia has obviously changed her mind.

"Compared with the teams made up by middle-level players, the players from the strongest guild are undoubtedly the Big Fat Sheep. Even if they are just messing around, since the task of coming to the lower level is to collect weapon materials, and maybe they are production players, they must carry a lot of internal guild resources, right?"

Rosalia licked her lips and showed a somewhat cruel smile.

"Not only did such a fat sheep come to the door by herself, but she only invited a useless little girl and ran out of the circle, going deeper into this lost forest. Isn't this telling me that it doesn't matter if I eat it at any time?"

In the lost forest, it is useless to transfer crystals. Even if used, they are just transferred to other blocks and cannot return to the town at all.

Because it is a maze, even if you have logged in, the message cannot be transmitted. No one can even ask for help or even tell others that the prisoner who caused his death.

In this way, Rosalia naturally couldn't help but pounce on her.

"If you are here, you can't escape, and you can't send a message. No one can save you, and no one knows how you died. Even (Red Wings) can't find our heads, and it's simply better not to find revenge."

The smile on Rosalia's face seemed increasingly cruel, and her hostility told others that the president of the Orange Name Guild had no intention of letting go of the two young girls in front of her.

Not only Rosalia, but even the Orange Names (Titan Hand) players showed hideous smiles, looking extremely cruel.

"Will be killed."

Celica realized this.

However, the indifferent on Luo Zhen's face had never changed from beginning to end, and she could only look at Rosalia's eyes with a little swelling.

That look, it was like watching a clown jumping around.

Then, Luo Zhen said that.

"Don't you think that such conditions are too superior? Miss Rosalia?"

Luo Zhen's words made the cruel expression on Rosalia's face stagnate.

But this is the truth?

Even if you take the initiative to deliver it to your door, you can't escape, you can't send a message, you can't ask for help, and you can't even tell others who the murderer is and let the guild avenge him. How can you describe these conditions together?

If it was designed by Rosalia herself, it would be fine.

The problem is that all these superior conditions were not designed by Rosalia herself, but were made by the so-called fat sheep in her eyes.

In other words...

"It is only unexpected and reasonable to lift you out."

Luo Zhen just smiled at Rosalia.

"Although I was planning to show my existence in the Fengxiangji Pavilion and hang you out, I really didn't expect it to be so smooth. I thought it would take more effort, but who knew that this job was simpler than I thought."

This is why Luo Zhen raised his hand in front of so many people in the Fengxiangji Pavilion and asked for the reason why he wanted to form a team with Celika.

As long as you show your guild like this and then show that as a production player, you are likely to carry a lot of precious resources, you won’t have to worry about these Orange Name Guilds that commit crimes for wealth will not be fooled.

In other words, Luo Zhen’s purpose at that time was only to show himself, and he did not really want to team up with Celika.

As long as you can show yourself, you will achieve Luo Zhen's goal. Teaming up with Celika is just a temporary change.

Rosalia didn't know the truth.

Of course, Celica didn't know much more.

However, both of them realized from Luo Zhen's expression and words that this matter was not simple.

"You guy…!?"

Rosalia wanted to say something, but because Luo Zhen's next move was interrupted.

"choke…"

Amid the crisp sound, a one-handed sword was pulled out by Luo Zhen.

That was not the low-level item used when he used to shoot the Drunken Mad Ape Man with Celica, but the current Luo Zhenmao weapon.

"Celica, wait for me here, don't move."

Luo Zhen gave Silica this advice.

"I...I understand..."

Celica nodded subconsciously.

Luo Zhen then smiled slightly and walked forward.
Chapter completed!
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