hotmtlnovel Chapter 467 - 276: Enjoyable Game (Second Update)_2
Chapter 467 - 276: Enjoyable Game (Second Update)_2
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.
“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.”
“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.