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From that day on, secret realms descended upon the world.
Bizarre creatures cried out for nourishment, and strange rules lay in wait for the fortunate.
These individuals were lured by supernatural abilities and treasures, entering the game for wealth and power.
Yet soon, they would go mad with the roles they played, consumed by the savagery.
But he was different, always relishing the thrill of fear, savoring the joy of despair.
In the razor-sharp twists of fate, "Fantastic, thrilling!" he exclaimed.
Then he turned around, smiling and even more expectant—
Striding towards hell.
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March Into Hell

The wartime team leaders of all levels have also taken their positions, reporting up through the hierarchy.


But to this day, nobody knows who the enemy is this time.


The so-called active Secret Realm signal fluctuations have also not been pinpointed.


In such a tense and chaotic situation, the academy commander, Qin Qingfeng, still sits silently in the living room, watching the automatically playing program highlights on the screen.


Like all viewers, the scene on his screen also stopped at the moment of the "launch countdown," amidst the applause and congratulations of the "jesters."


"It's been almost 20 minutes," he glanced at his watch, "So it's really over, huh..."


"It seems so," Li Dong mourned, clutching the empty popcorn bucket, "I really hate to let go, old Deng."


"Li Qingming?" Qin Qingfeng leaned back on the sofa and sighed, "He really is a very special Vanguard, maybe even more so than you, is he just gone like that... has he just joined... them?"


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