Infinite Darkness

Mime private 556

At Camp Rogge, the high-level officials in the camp were discussing matters in the Akara tent. network

A total of eight people, sitting on the carpet around the fire in the middle of the tent, looked at the intelligence files in their hands.

Among them, Akara is the oldest prophet, and the remaining seven Diablo Erqi professions are exactly one each. Although their strength is sealed at level 50, their faint temperament and coercion belong to level 100 or higher. Gods.

The projection of the eight true gods, this is already the strongest pillar of the Diablo Eryan race.

The origin of the damaged dark plane cannot support more game professionals to break through the 100th level. Apart from Akara, only the mercenary captain Kasha and the blacksmith Chaxi have become gods and flexible to the present.

As for the remaining in-game dramas, they all can't survive the passage of time and fall prematurely.

This time a gathering of eight people has not sat down and talked like this for the first time in thousands of years.

"Tracey, are you really sure?"

Akarato asked solemnly with the crystal ball in his hand. The fire light shone on the crystal ball, and the terrain around Lu Gaoin could be seen faintly inside, but it seemed that it was blinded by an unknown fog of fate.

"I can't perceive it wrong."

The 110-level silver second-order legal **** Tracy wearing an ice blue robe nodded and said, "My ice magic is very sensitive to water energy perception after mutation. Although we are sealed to level 50 in the ordinary world, I can Perceive the movement of Lu Gaoyin."

"We sign the Styx Oath, don't want to leave the dark world alive without signing."

Kaxia immediately proposed, "We all know that Pirate Xianzongwu left something in the past, and we didn’t find it after going through the **** world. Now it seems that it is in the ordinary world. This news must be blocked except for us. There is no mercy for those who know."

"The Styx Oath should be signed!"

Vlad, the silver Tier 1 Druid with a crow in his hand, agreed, "I will send my crow to detect the situation. If it is really the energy fluctuations in the legendary realm, we may not be able to cope."

"I have no opinion……"

"How can we advance and retreat together without signing..."

"It's fast to sign..."

"Agree..."

The remaining four true gods nodded one after another, and they sat still.

The deity of the **** world. At this time, a new vow contract has been made in Styx. Styx is not the most terrifying among the great divine rivers in the universe, but the oath punishment is the most serious, because it can pollute the faith of the gods and make the gods worse than dead.

The Styx Oath was signed here. There was a violent disturbance outside the tent.

Countless seven professional game professionals appeared in the entire Rogge camp out of thin air. After these people came out, they did not say anything, but violently broke something into the demihumans in the Rogge camp. Beat half to death.

There are classes. There will be a steady stream of oppression.

But there is no in Camp Rogge, because except for a small number of guards who are level 50, demihumans above level 30 are not allowed here, in order to ensure that the foundation of the demihumans grow freely and healthy here.

This policy has been effective for tens of thousands of years, but now there is no resistance to strong enemies.

When the eight true gods were discussing matters in the tent, they didn't know that most of the Rogge camp had been lost, and only dozens of miles around Akara's tent were blocked by a barrier to hide the unrest outside.

The enchantment disappeared, and the crow summoned by the druid almost covered the sky of Rogge's camp.

There are more than two billion demihumans in the ordinary world, and almost all of them have been parasitized by the soul tree at this time, and every move of these people is controlled by him. Even if the true **** came to his turf, he had to lie on his back. Who would dare to frustrate his bones under the siege of nearly 100 million game professionals.

At this moment, anyone who is not blind around the Akara tent will find it wrong.

At least hundreds of millions of crows in the sky, under the unified command of the soul tree neural network, each return to their place, forming a huge war sword pointing directly at Akara’s tent, and their unified crying sound waves are unified and even shaken a lot. The demihuman fainted on the spot.

The eight true gods were shocked the moment they left the tent.

If there are hundreds of druids, it is not surprising that the crows summoned by them are trained to do this unified behavior, but at least it is at least that more than tens of millions of druids summon the crows at the same time, how can they unified command to do this Kind of.

Can do this. This shows that this person rules all the druids in the ordinary world.

The war sword made up of crows fell, and the point of the sword made a bridge in the open space in front of the tent.

"Pretending to be a fool..."

Kasha grabbed the flying spear in his hand and almost couldn't help throwing it out.

"It's just to show you my strength."

The Lantern Festival flew down in the air.

Kasha wanted to throw the flying spear in her hand to knock down the Lantern Festival, but her instinct told her that it was impossible. Flying is forbidden in a normal difficulty world in the dark. What this person is able to fly means is clear enough, a dark demihuman race will usher in a disaster.

"It turned out to be you..."

Akara said slowly in his heart.

"The question is simple now."

Yuanxiao said flatly, "Either you block the ordinary world, and I drive all your projections out, and both lose, or from now on, the ordinary world respects me and each step back and live together peacefully. Isn't it a very simple multiple choice question?"

Depressed... No one spoke for a while.

Especially the projections of the eight true gods. They can't remember how long no one has dared to talk to them like this, but the fact is just like Yuanxiao said, it is just a very simple multiple-choice question, peace or war, there is no third choice!

If they choose peace, they will lose the rule of the ordinary world and be controlled by others.

But choosing to start the war is even worse. In the ordinary world, they can't win at all. If the ordinary world is destroyed, the whole demihuman race will lose the soil for growth. They simply cannot bear the devastating consequences. .

Although the scene is quiet ~www.readwn.com~, the mental power is mixed to exchange opinions.

A consensus was reached soon!

If you don’t agree, you must agree. The most important thing is not to lose both sides. Then it depends on their means to find out the secret of the Lantern Festival. As long as they can not be sealed by the planes in the ordinary world, they can naturally make the Lantern Festival eat everything Spit it out.

They have this confidence because they are gods.

They even wondered if the Lantern Festival got the treasure of Pirate Xianzongwu, otherwise it would be impossible to do what they couldn't do, as long as they figured out a way to take away the treasure without disturbing the major races of Jinshiel The dark demihuman race will usher in the opportunity to rise.

"You win, we choose peace."

Akara's face changed, and finally said on behalf of the demihuman race.

A smile flashed across the corner of the Lantern Festival’s mouth. If Akara and the others knew that he was a human, they would rather lose both sides than compromise. When his human identity resounded through the universe and was exposed here, I am afraid that the origin of the entire dark mentally retarded plane has been covered by the soul tree. replace. (To be continued.)