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Chapter 467: Chapter 276: Enjoyable Game (Second Update)_2

First, there was one, then a group, and finally, every Angel Envoy in attendance started applauding, accompanied by their cheers.

“Epic win!”

“Actually triggered the main storyline, Mr. Xiemen Waidao, come out, my bro is gonna kowtow to you!”

“Man, that was done well!”

“Come on, Demon God, flip one for the bros.”

“Those CG effects are sick, man, they’re about to trigger my megalophobia!”

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“Being able to instill fear in players within the game is the highest praise for a game.”

“The studio released a video, they cut together yesterday’s battle and today’s Demon God, go like and drop a coin.”

“Saw it, I’ve already got permission to share it on the external network. I even added a description ‘There’s a group of us who can’t play this game, guess which one it is.’ Guys, did I write that right?”

“You did great! You did so well!”

On the external network, the video blew up too.

The grand war scenes set viewers’ blood boiling, a million players fighting on the same screen wasn’t just talk, but a concrete reality.

The brutal battle scenes immediately set off the viewers’ hormones— even if they couldn’t understand what the players were shouting, they were nevertheless awed by the meat-grinder-like scenes of the battlefield.

The scenes of the Demon God’s emergence made people gasp, the enormous Demon God blotting out the sky, its greedy gaze as if to penetrate the screen and devour everyone like small snacks, one by one.

One might have thought this was just promotional CG for the game, but when they learned that these were the actual in-game graphics, a portion of the players immediately chose to buy the game, while North American players felt shattered.

They couldn’t play it.

The sanctions against Fang Cheng Studio were still in place, all of their games had been taken down, and except for a few who found ways to download them, most couldn’t play Princess Dungeon 2 at all.

If they hadn’t seen it, it wouldn’t matter, but now that a video had surfaced, and it was actual game footage at that, the impact was explosive.

The video’s view count quickly broke a million and was still rising fast; based on the video’s revenue, this one could potentially earn seventy thousand US Dollars.

And the person who reposted it didn’t pocket the proceeds, but promptly donated them to Project Hope, earning countless positive reviews.

This act signaled to domestic players that making videos for Princess Dungeon 2 could be profitable.

A deluge of videos began to emerge on overseas streaming platforms, exposing Princess Dungeon 2 in all dimensions and swiftly creating a wave of cultural invasion.

Regrettably, North American players still couldn’t play it.

Undercurrents began to surge, as the yearning for the game started to solidify, and a lot of players began trying all means to find a way to play Princess Dungeon 2, until they discovered a method to bypass the game sanctions.

And that was to buy a game pod directly.

Originally, sales of the game pods barely broke a thousand, but now their numbers began to climb. Engineers at Kirin Industry started working overtime like crazy, Gao Tianyun could almost laugh himself awake in his dreams, wishing he could hang Fang Cheng’s portrait at the office door to worship it every time he walked in.

The recovered funds would accelerate the development of the next-generation game pod, lowering the cost and enhancing the realism, contributing once more to the great enterprise of virtual reality for both him and Fang Cheng.

The players within Princess Dungeon 2 were unaware that their gameplay had spawned a future, and were now considering how to take down the massive Demon God in the air.

They found the desperate old wizards and their old pals, and Black Tech slapped their shoulders, saying, “It’s come to this, and there’s no other way, might as well collaborate with us.”

“You scoundrel! Shameless wretch, despicable junior…”

The refined old wizard hurled all the swear words he knew in his life, then finally sat down in defeat, asking listlessly, “How do we collaborate?”

Seeing the old wizard like this, Black Tech knew it was a done deal.

It was just as they had expected in the group; the old wizard’s ultimate goal was to preserve the world and prevent the awakening of the Demon God.

But now, the awakening of the Demon God was inevitable, so the only way was to cooperate with the players and come up with a way to eliminate the Demon God.

Knowing he wasn’t despicable enough, Black Tech contacted his buddy, and Xiemen Waidao rushed over with Mukuai 1234 like a wild dog off its leash.

“Here we go, this the big sucker?” Xiemen Waidao asked excitedly.

“I think you could be a little more polite,” Black Tech kindly reminded him.

“Excuse me, is this Mr. Sucker?”

“Is that how you show your manners?” Mukuai 1234 said helplessly, “Forget it, I’ve already given up on holding you to human standards.”

The old magician then looked up at the Black Tech and sighed, “Tell me, how do you want to cooperate?”

“Let’s talk over there, by the roadside.”

“Alright, but I must say in advance, I am quite stubborn.”

“Don’t worry, even the most stubborn old man has a soft spot here.”

Looking at where the other was pointing, the old magician asked doubtfully, “My heart?”

“…Yes, your heart.”

“Why are you hesitating, what were you going to say originally?”

Dragging the old magician to the roadside, the magician’s expression alternated between excited and perplexed.

Half an hour later, he was brought back to his original place by Xiemen Waidao, hesitatingly saying, “What you said seems to make sense.”

“I told you I could convince you.”

After a cough, Xiemen Waidao said, “Let me introduce you properly, this is our new magician, and he and his disciples are experts in enchantment and strengthening, We can now enchant and enhance items. From now on, we can directly recycle unnecessary magic items at the old magician and his disciples’ place, where he can extract the magical essence to strengthen our equipment.”

The onlooking players immediately cheered excitedly.

The previously useless equipment could only be dismantled, but the cost-effectiveness was so low that it significantly dampened everyone’s excitement for gear farming.

But now, with the ability to directly dismantle useless equipment, most players became excited again and started looking forward to the next Blood Moon.

Noticing that the players seemed to universally want a Blood Moon, Xiemen Waidao pulled the old magician aside and asked, “I heard the manic Blood Moon was your doing, with your disciples?”

“Hmm, are you calling me to accountability?”

“No, what I mean is, could you make this event happen every day, but shorten the duration to an hour or two each time?”

With eyes widened, the old magician realized he had never heard such an outrageous request in his life and uncontrollably let out a strange sound, “What are you talking about?”

The terrifying and crazy Blood Moon could cause countless damages, but was this player out of his mind, actually wanting it every day?

I know you’re not afraid of dying, but isn’t your disregard for death in the pursuit of equipment a bit too strange?

He thought there was only one madman, but as he saw the surrounding Angel Envoys nodding in agreement, he realized they were all mad.

“Also, could you raise the ranks of the monsters affected? Even tier-three could be included. Skip tier-four, we still need those monsters.”

“Seriously, what are you thinking?”

“Just tell me if it’s possible, will you?”

“It’s possible, but… ”

“He said it’s possible!”

With Xiemen Waidao’s excited shout, the nearby players cheered in a frenzy once again.

Looking at these excited Angel Envoys, the old magician said in disbelief, “These guys are too weird.”

Pausing for a moment, he added, “Too weird.” @@novelbin@@

“You’ll see, they can get even weirder,” Mukuai 1234 sighed.

Following that, the old magician and the other magicians settled down.

Two hundred magicians were responsible for recycling the equipment here and turning it into magical elements that allowed players to enchant, add affixes, or upgrade.

The excited players immediately swapped their old for the new, rushing into dungeons. The dungeons near the City of Judgment were swept clean by them, leaving behind only the tier-one to tier-three dungeons for use during the Blood Moon.

This game seems to have gotten even more intense.