My players are so fierce.

Chapter 611 610. The Emperor of Transia who abandoned the Heavenly Emperor

The three gods are quite stylish.

After seeing the players in the second team battle "Supernatural Power" kill through the Gnolls' positions, and once again destroy the morale of the Gnolls with the reinforcement of the Whip Tail Battle Flag and the blessing of bloodthirsty, they were quite They tacitly withdrew the reinforcement they had given.

Just give something like a show of strength a little sweetness.

If you give too much or give too frequently, you won't have that kind of attraction. What's more, as gods, they should have some style and can't really go and lick these foreigners. These guys do have a bright future, but they still have It takes time to grow, and the gods understand this very well.

Tonight's miraculous victory is regarded as a gift given by the three gods to the Transians. Any conscientious little player should go back to the temple of Scarlet Castle to put a few incense sticks and offer some sacrifices after the battle. Drop in to teach or something.

Of course they know that this is a group of unbelievers.

But it doesn't matter. The so-called devout believers cannot be as thorough, decisive and perfect as these guys when serving the gods. In front of the perfect value they show, it's just faith. Without it, there would be nothing.

Anyway, as righteous gods, they do not need faith to maintain their existence. Even Wam, the most novice among the three gods, bases his existence on the faith of the barbarians. He is the main god of the barbarians in Western Sahara and the faith of the aliens. It means little to Him.

"Well, it's a pity that the powerful power is gone. Happy time is always short."

Miss Pinkie, who had just led the players with her best friend Liwen Knight to open an unparalleled "Golden Peach" in the jackal army, felt the dissipation of the extra power on her body with regret.

Although she had been in charge of recovering trophies for the past ten days or so, and could occasionally catch a few Jackal heads to gain military merit, tonight's battle was so refreshing and inspiring. After she and her best friend were beaten by their old man, After Qin summoned him to the battlefield, Pinkie jumped into the battle with almost no hesitation.

She chopped off the heads of more than forty gnolls with her own hands. This was her first happy victory when fighting gnolls.

Of course, Pinkie's character doesn't care much about the strengthening of the gods. She feels that even without the strengthening of the three gods, she can still win tonight with the brave Transians.

Liwen Knight had a different view on this. After all, it seemed unreliable for a thousand players to break through an elite army of thousands of gnolls head-on.

Liwen admitted that the foreigners' fighting will was indeed strong, and their growth rate without fear of death was astonishing, but without the overly generous reinforcements from the three gods tonight, they would not have been able to do such a thing.

In fact, after entering the battlefield and observing that the three gods were obviously intentionally showing power to the players and tempting them to serve the gods in this way, Liwen "asked" the Eastern Holy Spirit for instructions. If Ao also wanted to participate, then as a She was chosen by God and could also help.

But Ao obviously has no interest in this kind of "faith game".

Besides, the Kingdom of the Holy Spirit in the East is too far away from here. The power of the Astral Dragon can be exerted by Liwen, but even if the players are full of loyal thoughts of serving "Lord Ao", they currently have no way to travel through the entire world. The Dark Mountains reach the western border of the ancient kingdom of Callum.

So, just be a quiet handsome man.

Just use the eyes of God's Chosen to see the various tricks Avalon, Su and Varmu play in order to compete for the allegiance of players. After all, it is an opportunity to see the always arrogant and aloof gods showing such a "dog-licking" attitude. But it's really not much.

"Swish"

After the "arms display" session of the three gods ended, at the moment when the divine power ebbed, Murphy fell from the sky with perfect timing, landing right in the circle of players surrounding Hurley.

The lord of the Transians killed at least 300 gnolls that night. He had been maintaining the scarlet secret power, and his body was full of the smell of blood. Just the continuous killings tonight made Murphy master the scarlet secret power. Soaring like a rocket.

The blood he drew tonight has almost caught up with the flow of a creek. Such a "violent trip" also made Murphy's aura finally break through his previous gentle attitude, becoming permeable and dangerous.

Just like a sharp knife unsheathed at night in the cold winter, the knife is cold and the person is even colder!

He stared at the hundreds of elite gnolls and their leader, Grand Overseer Hurley, who were still struggling in front of him. He shook off the blood-free molten sword in his hand and said in a deep voice:

"You took the treasure of the Transians, which belonged to one of my warriors! This is a terrible humiliation, and must be repaid with ten times the pain! You! Hurley, the great warlord of the Whiptail clan, you die today deal!

But we Transians worship the brave. If you dare to step into our hunting grounds, this proves your courage. I will give you a mercy.

come on.

Take your pick!

Pick your mourners tonight. "

Murphy swung the melted knife forward. Amid the restlessness of the players, Iron Fist Turner, White Knight Natalie, and the summoned Lord Kudel appeared from three other directions.

Judging from the speed at which the players had just killed and the frequency with which they had resisted the attacks of Jackals, Lao Qin had a real luxury tonight with the rapidly growing support points in his hand. Unfortunately, the power of the three gods was too powerful. With their blessing, The final battle of this deathmatch seems to have become easier.

But this kind of relaxed battle does not lack an epic plot. After all, the three gods are paying attention to the war in Transia. The wonderful experience of adding divine power makes every player on the battlefield unable to stop.

Let’s think about it more divergently. This is the last activity in the closed beta phase.

The development team took this opportunity to bring out the gods who were always hidden in the previous plots and go through cutscenes to make their faces familiar. Besides, the players' battles in the past ten days have not been strengthened by the three gods.

They relied on themselves to hold on until the final battle, and they have every right to be proud!

The only pity is that what the three gods give is enhancement, not invincibility. This enhancement is based on the increase of one's own strength. Therefore, it is difficult for newbies to survive to the last moment of a frontal fight of this scale even if they get enhancement.

Lao Qin and the 671 people beside him are all the players still alive.

This is the number left after the second and third regiments merged and exhausted all the reserve manpower. In other words, if Lao Qin did not accept Happy Stick’s request for cooperation, he would have relied on the second regiment to fight hard here, even if With three gods strengthening them, they will all be destroyed.

The Dark Mountain Gnoll template is so powerful!

These creatures created by the Eden District as security personnel are natural warriors. Humans are simply not on the same level as them. Even vampire templates will be numerically crushed by these guys, and they are just gold. Reverberations of the times.

Not even a shadow.

"Choose, choose one of the four of us as your final opponent in life!"

Amid the shouts and curses from the players, Murphy stared at Warlord Hurley and said in a deep voice:

"This is the Transian response to provocation."

"Pooh!"

Facing Murphy's request, Hurley spat hard at his feet.

Its cold gaze swept across the large circle of Transians. It could see the burning battlefield around it and its compatriots fleeing in the midnight.

It doesn't blame these guys for being overcome by fear.

When seeing a group of mortal warriors armed with the power of the three gods coming in an invincible state, no matter how crazy the jackals are, they will be afraid. At this moment, Hurley desperately hopes that the jackals can also have their own gods.

The guys from the Bloodscar clan said that the Lord of the Hunt must be born in this black disaster. Yes, the Lord of the Hunt must be born!

Otherwise, the embarrassing failure that he is facing now is the future of the Jackal.

But Murphy's so-called kindness does not make the Jackal Overseer feel any goodwill. It is well-informed and knows that this so-called selection is nothing more than relegating itself to a gladiator and using its last life to entertain these bastards. That’s all.

Hurley didn't want his life to end like this.

So it suddenly stood up and shouted in awkward human language:

"I won't fight you! You vampire bastards, it wasn't you who defeated my army, it was these Transians. Even by the standards of jackals, they are real warriors! So, I want to fight them. !

I am a soldier, an overseer.

I wish to die on the battlefield instead of in the arena for your entertainment! So, Transians, do you dare?

Do you dare to accept the challenge of the Grand Overseer of the Whiptail Clan? "

"Fuck! This old boy is so arrogant, let me do it!"

Niu Niu shouted and stepped forward with a flail and a bone shield.

His fellow sports students immediately followed him, staring at the arrogant defeated general with unkind eyes.

The gnoll-style flail and shield in Niu Niu's hands also made Hurley raise an eyebrow. These were obviously weapons belonging to the Bonegnawing Clan's warlord. No wonder these Transians were not afraid of them. These guys had competed with the gnolls of the Dark Mountains before. He passed and won the battle, using the enemy's weapons for his own use. As expected, the people's customs were tough.

Not only the sports students are not afraid, but other players are not afraid at all.

Brother Cat and his brothers walked out of the crowd. The two great mentors of the Shado-Pan would definitely not allow themselves to miss such fun. Sister Pomegranate, who was hiding, sneered and popped out the combat claw. She was eager to try her new weapon. How much advantage can tactics bring into play in single combat?

"Single fight or group fight?"

Happy stick, who was the temporary adjutant of Commander Lao Qin, also came forward with a sword and shield. He shouted: "How about twenty people from one side kill the last one who is still standing? Do you dare, a jackal pretending to be a tough guy?" "

"Haha, the defeated general who was beaten to the ground four times by our black disaster still dares to speak such nonsense?"

Hurley sneered and waved his hand, and the gnoll warriors carrying the clan's war flag stood up among his guards. He also stood up carrying the Vam Beheader and roared:

"We are right here, come on! Transians, come and see how long you can hold on without the support of false gods!"

Seeing the conflict reappear, Murphy rolled his eyes, stepped forward and raised his hand. The players immediately became quiet and listened to the main line NPC's speech.

"We will show you the courage of the Transians."

Murphy said sharply:

"I could even let your soldiers leave and let these frightened idiots who are still pretending to be brave leave with your battle flag, but you, Hurley Whiptail, you didn't choose to become a soldier. Still qualified to die as a gladiator.

What you are holding in your hand is Vaam's battle ax, which is the family heirloom of Count Xico and the supreme treasure of Transia! The berserker favors the warrior, so end it all in the berserker's favorite way.

You challenge Transia alone!

40!

40 kills is the winning line. If you win, the Vam Beheader will be yours. If you lose, your head will be sent to the Scarlet Keep to decorate our battle flag.

Berserker!

I invite you to witness this moment! "

At Murphy's invitation, Wamu's roar blew like a gust of hot wind across the land full of corpses and death. A circle of blood-red light burned on the ground, and the astounding appearance of the Western Sabarians Burning war runes pulsed in its firelight.

Obviously, this is the battlefield prepared by the berserkers for tonight's final battle.

Hurley carried a whiptail war flag behind his back, jumped into it without fear with an ax in hand, and made a provocative and humiliating gesture to the players.

Murphy ignored it at all, turned around and looked at Lao Qin, the commander tonight, and said:

"Warriors, you won this battle. It was you who stayed here for nearly twenty days to buy Lord Heather enough time to deploy his troops. Therefore, this land and Black Flame Pass both owe you. Favor.

Hurley has lost.

But it thinks its brute force can scare the Transians, and we will defeat its foolish ideas with practical actions.

But I will give you the power to end it all.

You can go together, or you can take turns attacking, and no one will blame you! "

"It's time to choose an important plot branch, Mr. Qin."

It was the first time for Lao Qin to face this situation. Brother Bang reminded him in a low voice:

"Your choice will directly affect the direction of this plot. According to my analysis, if we win according to the traditional 1V1, we can gain Wam's favor. If it is 1V40, Wam may accuse us of not being able to win. , but there should be no shortage of loot.”

"1V1?"

Lao Qin's eyes widened and he said:

"It's impossible to win, right? This is a group-based BOSS. 1V40 is too much for me. We only have one chance to challenge it. If we lose, it's over."

"Then 1V5!"

The cat brother next to me came up with an idea and said:

"That guy is stronger than us. I have learned about the tradition of the barbarians in Transia before. Wamu's gladiatorial challenge requires a balance of strength. Even over the Ice Bay, the barbarians challenge their war chiefs for five seconds. A group of people.

Because the berserker didn't like to see one-sided crushing.

In this way, we can try it seven times, and the brothers behind can summarize the previous experience and skills. We can also grind down its health, and both the decisive wine and the last-ditch spell can be used.

Don't worry, Mr. Qin, you're sure to win! "

"it is good!"

Lao Qin made up his mind, turned around and said to Murphy:

"Then, Lord Governor, we will challenge the Gnoll Grand Overseer in a group of five, and we will let him see with his own eyes the courage of the Transians burning like a thousand suns! In addition to shame and death, it will not bring him tonight. Take anything from Transia.”

After saying that, Lao Qin didn't give Brother Cat a chance to show off. He turned around and shouted:

"Tomatoes, cucumbers, sweet potatoes and tofu, come with me! We'll be the first to go! You strong guys will stay at the end and let me, an old man, have the fun first."

Mr. Qin grinned and laughed loudly. He grabbed his Mosin Nagant and a handful of gold bullets, and tied himself full of explosives. He took a deep breath and led his team into the battle circle in front of him.

He looked at the jackal in front of him and scolded:

"You are the warlord and I am the commander. I may not be able to defeat you, but I will let you know that you will never want to pass through this road guarded by us! Just like you will never want to step into Transia again .

idiot!

This place is protected by us. Before we are all dead, don't even think about destroying any plants or trees! "

"Ha, old thing."

A fierce light bloomed in Hurley's eyes, and it rushed forward with an ax in a ferocious smile, roaring:

"We will fight into your home, we will burn it down, we will kill your wife and children, we will spit on your corpse! This is the Black Scourge! This is the roar of the Gnolls in response to the world! You will not be the first One and won't be the last!

die! "

"boom"

The tomahawk slashed down was blocked by Pickle Cucumber and Tofu Fu with a tower shield.

The tower shield couldn't withstand the ax blade of Wamu Beheader and was torn apart quickly. However, Lao Qin grabbed the bayonet-mounted gun and stabbed forward fiercely. He was supported by the firepower of sweet potato roasting and ketchup. Next, a bayonet stabbed Hurley in the waist and abdomen.

There was fire in Lao Qin's eyes, it was obvious that he had just drank the decisive wine.

He knew he couldn't win, but his team represented the second battle group. Even if he couldn't win, he still had to bite this bastard hard and make him feel heartbroken.

When Hurley roared and kicked away the student gang in front of him, and clasped Lao Qin's shoulders with his claws and pulled him in front of him for execution, Mr. Qin grinned and pulled a wire, igniting all the explosives tied to his body. There is also the activation of the last resort spell.

He whispered:

"Then give it a try, bastard!"

"boom"

A loud bang represented Lao Qin's final counterattack, and the other four student gangs fought desperately. Even if they were easily killed by Hurley with an axe, the perfect combination of the winning wine and the last fight still made him terrified.

The second team of five people entered the arena under the leadership of Brother Bang. Hurley saw the winning wine in their waists and the last-ditch spell in their hands, which made the Jackal Warlord realize a terrible result.

These lunatics had no idea of ​​surviving!

They will use their own lives as a direct means to kill the enemy, and for forty consecutive decisive attacks and final fights, let alone Hurley, a senior silver, even a gold will definitely be injured here.

You can’t win by yourself!

No, I can't live on my own.

It turned to look at Murphy in front of the crowd. It couldn't understand how this vampire turned his army into such a group of lunatics who would do anything to win?

Facing Hurley's doubts, Murphy responded with a perfect smile, but was too lazy to answer the question.

Gnolls wouldn't understand.

They'll never get the answer to this question until Hogg reshapes their too-crazy civilization.

"Oh, Transians, not bad!"

The berserker's vague admiration rang in Murphy's ears. It was obvious that the uncompromising and crazy performance of Transia's foreign warriors made the berserker very appreciative and satisfied.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Murphy whispered:

"We also welcome your heritage to Transia, Lord Vaam."

(End of this chapter)