Thriller Paradise

896 Chapter 851

September was a strange season.

She was like a graceful lady who was about to change into a set of autumn clothes. The warmth of Midsummer was the last piece of gauze around her waist, and the pressure of school and the haze of the quarterly reports were like a pair of safety pants under the gauze.

Alright, let's get back to the main topic ...

This September of 2055 undoubtedly belonged to Thriller Paradise. After the preliminaries of S2 for the tournament, dream Inc. Took the opportunity to launch a corresponding marketing plan, hyping up the competition. In just a few days, all kinds of news related to this matter had spread all over the media. Even many mainstream media, which disdained the game industry, had reported this matter. The attention it received from society was unparalleled.

In the gaming circle, this match had become the most eye-catching battle in recent years.

The five months after the server was launched, the form of the team battle, the ranking system based on points ... It was not difficult to see that this preliminary system had a faint meaning of "testing the studio's color."

If S1's final ranking was unconvincing due to the many unpredictable factors in the finals, then this S2...At least in the preliminaries, no team could find an excuse.

In fact, most of the gaming studios had reached a consensus that the preliminaries for the top S2 would most likely determine the true strength of each studio in the hearts of the players.

Therefore, to those well-known gaming studios, from the 5th of September at midnight, a 50-day secret war had already begun.

Every day, the points they announced on their official website were an important cornerstone to victory.

And for the professional players who were regarded as "stars," this was also a long and arduous trial.

The results of each round, the process of each team battle, and even the life Points lost in each battle ... All of these could affect the team's ranking in the preliminaries.

From a casual team's point of view, thirty-six matches were only thirty-six wins and losses. In theory, 108 points was the best result.

However, from the perspective of a strong professional team ... 108 points was only a "pass." A "complete victory" was a must. As a team that wanted to win the championship, if you didn't even get a complete victory in the preliminary round, then what confidence do you have to win all the way to the end in the elimination round where there are many strong players?

And on the basis of a complete victory, they still had to do their best to ensure that every match was won with the least cost and in the most efficient way possible ... Only the team that achieved this to the extreme would be able to climb to the top of the preliminaries "point rankings.

Simply put, the team that pursued the ranking in the preliminaries had to treat every match and every moment seriously in the entire thirty-six matches with valid points. It was impossible for them to play like casual players with the attitude of "it's fine as long as we win in the end". They were destined to put in more effort than the average player because ... This was what they could be called "professional".

"Playing games with a salary" had never been as easy as it seemed. In all fairness, this was more stressful than doing something else with a salary. Even though the times were changing, people still had prejudice ... No one would say that soccer players were "playing soccer with a salary," and no one would say that swimming players were "playing with water with a salary." However, the profession of "professional players" was always judged by people with colored glasses.

In fact, there was no essential difference between a professional player and a professional athlete. Both required talent, hard work, and a little luck. They also had experience, skills, ability to withstand pressure, and professionalism. The biggest difference between them was that one side used physical equipment or venues as competition tools, while the other side used virtual electronic programs as competition carriers. It was obviously unfair to treat its followers differently just because the latter carrier's entertainment tendency was greater than the participant's physical or mental training tendency.

This time, dream Inc. Had paid attention to this point when they were promoting S2 to the general public outside of the gaming industry. One of their advertising slogans was 'I don't understand how someone can make a living by playing games? Then let's see what's so special about them. "

With such a slogan, even those who had no knowledge of the gaming industry or had never come into contact with Thriller Paradise were interested in this "battle for supremacy", let alone the players who had dabbled in games.

And all of this ... Was dream Inc.'S preparation for the "live broadcast" of the second half of the preliminaries.

By the end of September, when the "only heard of, not seen" hunger marketing had piqued everyone's curiosity, dream Inc. Had conveniently released a message: "in three days, there will be an open bidding for the second half of the preliminaries."

This move not only allowed them to recover all the publicity costs, but also made a big profit ...

Of course, this was a story for the future. At least until September 20th, no one knew that the later stages of the preliminaries would be broadcast live. At the moment, most players 'focus was still on how to play well in their own matches.

Almost no one noticed that ... At the beginning of the 50-day-long preliminaries, the prelude to the Twilight of the Gods had quietly begun.

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Main universe, the boundary of the chaotic scorched earth.

At the edge of the void-there was a huge gate that looked like a gate to the void.

That year ... The fiendgod war had been earth-shaking. In the end, the supervisor God used all his divine power and used a life form with the characteristics of both God and demon as the seal hub to seal the fighting demon into the door.

After countless years, the ancient guardian demon successfully escaped from the seal by absorbing the demon-fighting Qi that seeped out of the gate, and its whereabouts were unknown.

Fortunately, the seal of the God Governor was indestructible. Even though it had lost its wedge, it still persisted for a long time.

However ... These days had come to an end.

KRA KRA KRA ...

After a series of dull shattering sounds, the pitch-black door shattered into pieces.

In an instant, an unbelievably dense demonic Qi swept out from the door.

Then, heavy footsteps came from the door ...

Bang, bang, bang ...

A huge figure walked out of the door unhurriedly. With every step it took, the entire earth trembled.

But ... Just as it reached the door and was one step away from stepping out, it stopped.

"What?" It said to itself,"have I stayed in 'nothingness' for too long ... Or has something changed in this universe ..."

As it spoke, it had already raised one of its hands (front paw) and stretched it out the door. In the end ... In less than two seconds, its hand exploded from the inside.

As the pitch-black demon blood flowed down, it exuded a rich, intense, and ancient smell like aged wine.

This ... Was the characteristic of the most extreme 'devil'. From the data point of view, every drop of blood on its body and every breath it exhaled were all highly condensed energy. Compared to those ordinary things that emitted a foul smell inside and outside of their bodies, it was simply a world of difference.

"Is this really the 'universe' that I used to be in ... Why is the 'pressure' so small ..." The combat demon retracted its hand, and many black fiber materials repaired its limbs at a speed visible to the naked eye."It seems that I need some time to adapt to this new environment."

As he spoke, he secretly circulated his mana and began to modify his body.

Wrapped in demonic Qi, its body began to shrink rapidly, and gradually ... It became human.

Finally, after about three minutes,"it" became "he".

At this moment, the demon fighter had turned into a naked human man. He was about 1.9 meters tall, had a well-proportioned body, and a gloomy face. He had skin as white as frost and a head of naturally curled black hair. Looking at his exposed body, one could not see any difference from an ordinary person.

"Phew ..." After successfully transforming, the demon fighter took a deep breath. Then, he stepped out of the door that had trapped him for more than hundreds of millions of years (in 'nothingness', the sense of time would become infinite) and officially stepped into the main universe of Thriller Paradise. (To be continued.) "If you like this work, you're welcome to come to Qidian.com to give your recommendation and monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile users, please read on M.Qidian.com.)