Nameless Traveler, "If you could bring the martial arts, Inner Strength, Daoist skills, Divine Skills, and other abilities you've learned in the game into reality, would you play such a game?"
Gamer, "Of course, I would play. Is there really such a great thing?"
Nameless Traveler, "Then, if you were to die in the game, and you would also die in reality, would you still play?"
Gamer, "Let me think about it—um, I think I would play, as long as I'm careful to avoid provoking higher-level monsters."
Nameless Traveler, "What if the game was so difficult that a Little Monster at the entrance of a village could easily chop you down, would you still play?"
Gamer, "……"

The body of the willow suddenly shook violently, spewing out a purple-red fog from its scars.


The sky filled with poison fog continuously spread, scaring everyone into a frenzied retreat, no one wanted to find out what the effect of that fog was, even Xiao Jie dared not to try - listening to the meaning of the Willow Tree God, this thing seemed to be able to transform humans into tree puppets.


Howl! With a roar from Big Orange, a Gale blew the poison fog right back.


Although the poison fog was blown back, it kept emerging, so people still dared not to approach.


Some began to shoot bow and arrow and throw hidden weapons, but the defensive power of the Willow Tree God was astounding; the arrows and hidden weapons barely scratched it, deducting just a few points of blood volume.


Chapter 670 - Chapter 49 Fallen God_3