Author's notes: Quick summary. Two days ago has been a mess followed by 12 hours of sleep. I dealt with Chaos and decided to take a nap to reset my mind for Demonic, but I woke up to the news that my grandfather had died.
After waiting for the tablet to clean itself out, Darius went through the initial set-up and registered it under his name. Darius then checked the about page in the settings to see the specs of this tablet and was surprised to find that it had 400 TB of space despite its small size.
The Zombie King stood in place suddenly, clenched its fists, and punched the ground. About one or two seconds later, the seven people who had just spread out wobbled and fell to the ground. They tried their best to get up, but they were dazed; it was as if they were drunk and powerless.
[Round Bamboo: I don't know if Beta Gamers are also Minecraft gamers. I'm curious how they are going to build grand palaces in an area of two square meters.]
Sherlock finished selecting the new area for the gamers. As he was about to return to the Dungeon, he heard Bru say, "Lord Sherlock, a gamer has died."
The golden light began descending on his body, but his eyes stayed shut. A second. A third. A forth light descended down, but his eyes remained closed. The destructive lightning and golden swords had reached their target on time, but the golden light did not
"I say bring her with you," said Azhar. "Hells, she's stronger than anyone in this this whole damn-, I mean, stronger than anyone in this legion, and ain't nothin' marchin' north getting' much stronger than a blood legionnaire."