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Giving can only be done by the altar, and they need to go up to the altar and say:

"Great god, please allow me to use the bestowed opportunity." It will be completed.

"Yo~yo~" A player compared six with one hand and shook it in the air, "Great god, not your real name! Please allow me to use the bestowed opportunity! Yo~ I am your most devout citizen~ Double press to pray for I ship!"

As he danced and danced, a white comet broke through the sky and hit the altar.

The crowd retreated violently, and only when the splashed smoke and dust cleared did the players gather around again.

"What fell?" a player asked.

Some people even went up directly, wanting to get things from rap players.

But it was bounced off by the shimmering barrier and fell to the ground.

"Excuse me, excuse me~ Don't touch it, it's mine." The player who had just rapped and begged for blessings ran back from a long distance and said.

There is an extra wooden box on the altar stand.

The visitor carefully opened the wooden box.

What was displayed inside was a puddle of mud.

"What is this thing?"

When the rap player gently touched the mud in the wooden box with his finger, the item information was displayed:

【Rating: None】

【Name: Slime slime】

[Introduction: I don't know if the number of minions can be combined into a living slime. 】

The rap contestant looked confused, "Hey! Village chief~ what the **** is this?"

Du Wei groped his chin, pretending to examine it, "This should be the muddy water that slime turned into after being killed."

"Huh? What's the use?" The rap player continued to ask.

"It can be used as an alchemy material, or if you collect more, you may be able to re-fuse a slime." Du Wei explained.

"Do you want to? Sell you." The rap player looked disgusted, and tried to exchange it for money.

Du Wei glanced at the puddle of slime again, "I'll make another ten boxes for this amount, and I'll count you a coin."

"Ten boxes? What kind of broken card draw system is this! Just come up with this thing!" The rap player threw the box containing slime on the ground, turned his head and left.

The wooden box was dropped and leaked.

Slime slime flows out.

Slowly penetrate into the soil.

"Hey, young people are just noisy, drawing a card requires a sense of ritual, yelling like a joke." Another player stepped forward.

He walked to the altar, knelt down on his knees and kowtowed three times.

Said in a very pious tone: "Great god, please allow me to use the bestowed opportunity."

Another meteor streaked across the sky.

This time the color was light green, and the other players backed away.

Only the praying players still knelt in place piously.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and what landed on the altar this time was a carved wooden box.

"This box looks different."

"Shipped?"

The players gathered around and looked at the wooden box for discussion.

The praying player smiled and stepped forward to open the wooden box to check.

【Rating: One Star】

【Name: Difficult Dagger】

[Introduction: This is an extremely sharp dagger, but as long as you hold it in your hand, you will have the urge to backstab your teammates with it, what should I do! How embarrassing! 】

【Erosion degree: 10%】

The player looked displeased when he saw the profile.

At the same time, I am curious about the extra erosion attribute.

A one-star rating is definitely better than a rap player's slime, but the problem is what does it mean.

And what does the degree of erosion mean?

He took the dagger out of the wooden box and held it in his hand.

An urge to use it to stab the player next to him instantly emerged in my heart.

The urge grew stronger the longer he held the dagger.

Those players who were watching the show beside them.

After noticing the change in his expression, they backed away and kept a certain distance from him.

"Let me stab it! Just one!" The player holding the dagger turned and shouted to the friend who had just formed a team.

"Beep beep—you're crazy!" The player who was almost stabbed quickly pushed him to the ground with sharp eyesight and hands.

But the player holding the dagger persisted, and flew over to continue stabbing him.

This time the latter did not dodge and was stabbed twice by the former.

Just didn't see blood.

"Be sober! It's just a handle!" said the latter to the former.

Only then did the former notice.

When he fell to the ground, he used the dagger to pierce the rocks on the ground for support.

When he stood up, the blade had already been embedded in the crack of the stone.

"Only the handle? I want to stab you too!" He poked his teammate with the dagger with a mournful face.

"Stop making trouble!" His teammates pushed him down vigorously again.

The player holding the hilt leans back.

The blade that fell on the ground pierced his back, "I beep—"

"Hey? What's the matter with you?" The teammate didn't see the dagger under him and went to help him up.

"I stabbed myself!" he said, pointing behind his back.

It was only then that the teammate noticed that the blade that had just fallen to the ground had penetrated into his back, "I'll help you pull it out."

"Don't..." He didn't finish his sentence.

Hanhan's teammate has already pulled out the blade.

With the blade in hand, Hanhan's teammates also had the urge to stab someone.

"Don't you?" Hanhan's teammate took advantage of the situation and stabbed the blade into his chest.

"What are you doing!" he said, clutching his chest.

"Oh, the wound on the back is bleeding, I'll help you stop it." Hanhan's teammate pulled the dagger out of his chest again and stabbed it back in the back.

At this moment, the face of the stabbed player turned pale.

Only the last breath left.

The players on the side didn't know why, so whispered:

A: "What are these two doing?"

B: "The whole flower work?"

C: "I didn't start the live broadcast either. Who will watch it?"

D: "Have you seen the profile of that dagger?"

E: "I see."

D: "It must be the effect of the dagger on them."

E: "Black technology, can the props in this game affect people's behavior?"

D: "The previous test player Turbo Duck has a sword of joy, I heard that it will be very pleasant to pick it up."

E: "It still has this effect?"

D: "Well, that person posted a video, you can search for his video online."

The player who drew the embarrassing dagger was stabbed to death, and disappeared in place as a twilight.

His teammates also came to their senses at this time, and they did not dare to pick up the dagger again.

The teammate picked up a tree branch and put the blade and handle into the wooden box.

Stabbed players are revived from the altar.

"Take your dagger, don't touch it, this thing is evil." The teammate said.

The reborn player silently took the wooden box with a black line on his face.

"Don't smoke, don't get in the way, I'll come!" Winter Wind strode to the altar, ready to show his skills.

"Drawing cards is all about metaphysics. The right time, place, and people are indispensable. Since we can't choose a location, we have to find an auspicious time to match our momentum! Brothers in the live broadcast room, send me blessings!" Feng waved his hand and shouted loudly.

at the same time.

A large number of viewers brushed up the news in the live broadcast rooms of various "Homeland Expeditions".

Tell everyone that Winterwind is about to use the bestowed opportunity in Homeland Crusade.

However, the results of drainage have had little effect.

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