Chapter 511 Qingqiu, don’t you think, my teacher is Chaofan, he is here, hahaha! 9600 words
Is the other party here to hunt gods?
The moment this thought arose.
The fat player subconsciously wants to deny what level of existence the gods are.
The overlord of this world, the undisputed master.
One look can destroy a city.
Even if the Heavy Shield Guild has extraordinary support, it does not dare to have any dissatisfaction with the remnants of the gods.
The gap is really too big
Before the thought of denial could be settled, I saw from the corner of my eye the scene of those stone statue beings slaughtering level 15 evil half-murlocs like lambs.
The other party seems to really have this ability.
At this point in my thoughts, the doubts in my mind became even more intense. Who is this player?
Why do you have such great power? ?
Take a few deep breaths and suppress the panic in your heart.
He said slowly.
"Big brother, no matter which mission you choose, I don't think we will become enemies. The Heavy Shield Guild likes to deal with strong people like you."
He calmed down and spoke as calmly as possible.
"As an extraordinary disciple, President Paine also has special respect for the strong."
This is a trick, but the essence is to use your own guild leader to intimidate the other party, once again reminding the other party of what kind of enemy they will face if they have a grudge against them.
The Heavy Shield Guild has extraordinary people in charge!
After the words fell, the figure on the back of the undead dragon spoke with a somewhat playful tone.
"Oh? Extraordinary disciples are really scary."
fear?
The chubby player had a smile on his face that was even uglier than crying. Why didn't I hear it?
Just as he was about to speak, the vague figure on the back of the undead dragon spoke again.
"Empty these barbarians."
The fat player was shocked.
There was no time to issue a counterattack command.
The next moment.
Phew~
The undead dragon that flew over them suddenly opened its huge mouth.
Scarlet dragon breath surged out from the bottom of the throat, and under high pressure, it pulled out tongues of fire that were tens of meters long.
to pick up the barbarian army that covered his rear.
Thorn~
The sound of cold water dripping into the oil pan exploded, like an ice and snow statue being shot by a flamethrower, and the barbarian army instantly melted and disintegrated.
The warrior who was as strong as an iron tower could not survive for even a second before turning into blood.
The moment the undead dragon hero in front launched his attack, hundreds of dragons two sizes smaller than the others came from behind and attacked at the same time.
The broken dragon wings flapped, creating strong air currents.
These evil beings swooped down from the sky, and hundreds of tongues of fire directly covered the earth at this moment.
From a distance, the dragon's breath weaves into a dense spider web, and the barbarian warriors on the surface are melted alive.
Barbarian warriors can rank in the first echelon of melee combat at the same level.
But at this moment, facing a dragon whose level was higher than theirs, all the power was melted without even room to display it.
The dragon's attack speed is so fast, its wings just flap, and the dragon's breath spreads with the flying speed.
This is a more exaggerated massacre than hunting evil half-murlocs.
"Hatchet Throwing!!"
The obese player finally came to his senses when he saw the army buried in the corrosive dragon's breath.
Hysterical roars were mixed with the roar of the dragon and the painful screams of the barbarians.
The barbarian warrior who had not yet been attacked from behind suddenly woke up and subconsciously took off the short-handled battle ax behind him. As the panic and unwillingness in his heart fermented, he seemed to have found an outlet.
The body leans back, and the muscles on the body bulge high, as if a spring explodes after being compressed to the extreme.
The huge power is transmitted through the waist to the wrist and then to the short-handled battle axe.
The hatchet was thrown out.
Phew~
A sound of breaking through the air resounded through the eardrums, and the battle ax cut through the sky, hitting the skeletal blood dragon that was breathing dragon breath at low altitude.
Sonorous~
Mars is everywhere.
These battle axes with huge power seemed to be chopping on the metal, making a sound of metal and stone clanging together.
The undead dragon was hit, and there was no scene of death as imagined. The sharp short ax at most left scratches on it.
After being attacked, the Skeleton Blood Dragon was immediately angered.
Dragon roars resounded throughout the world, and the unbridled dragon power was doubled.
The scope of the exaggerated flames expanded again.
The massacre resumes.
When the number of dead barbarian soldiers exceeded a thousand, and there was still no hope of victory, the barbarians, who were under the high pressure of Longwei and whose momentum was low to the freezing point, collapsed.
The first to react were the barbarian soldiers at the rear. These soldiers' eyes were filled with fear, and they dropped their weapons and ran back.
Even though the warlords were scolding and trying to stabilize the situation.
But the instinct to survive outweighed the fear of military orders.
The appearance of the first deserter was the straw that broke the camel's back.
The barbarian army's will to resist suddenly collapsed, and they began to flee in pieces.
A tragic defeat.
The chubby player looked at each other with his companions who were not affected by the dragon's breath.
They all saw the horror in each other's eyes.
The troops they brought were just gone?
Two brigades, barbarian warriors with an average level of 12.
Under the opponent's wave of attacks, he was directly defeated?
And it was a defeat without any temper. They couldn't find a reason to explain it. This was the purest crushing of strength.
The barbarians' only counterattack - throwing tomahawks, did not even break through the defenses of these undead dragons.
They could no longer describe their mood at this moment in words.
The opponent's main force is still fighting against the evil half-murlocs.
Can the gap between people really be that big?
Phew~
A huge wave of air hit, and the earth suddenly stirred up choking gray dust.
The fat player coughed twice, then subconsciously turned his head to look.
I saw a huge shadow swooping down directly from the sky and covering them.
I wanted to escape, but was suppressed by the endless dragon power.
He didn't even have the strength to move.
Phew~
His vision suddenly blurred, and the sound of flapping wings suddenly sounded in his ears. The next moment, his body tensed, and then he felt his sight began to rise rapidly.
The ground was moving away from him.
Suppressing the panic in his heart, he turned his head and looked around. He was already in a sea of crimson, and above him was a body composed of golden bones.
The undead dragon hero and the others were captured by the other party.
The fat player sighed at this moment, his heart full of shame and embarrassment.
At this moment, it suddenly occurred to him that when he came just now, he was still thinking about how to blackmail this player this time.
Go back and get more benefits.
Even when he heard the noise on the battlefield, he thought the other party had angered the evil half-murloc.
I'm afraid that the other party won't be able to handle it and will die.
But I didn't expect it would end like this.
Why can't I bear the evil half-murloc?
Damn, those level 15 troops are being treated like dogs.
Moreover, the opponent's large army did not need to be dispatched at all. He only sent hundreds of undead dragons and defeated the two thousand barbarian army that he was proud of.
Where the hell are you going to argue?
My heart is full of lamentations.
He felt deeply powerless when he encountered such a powerful and unreasonable opponent.
He reluctantly turned his head and looked at the central area.
Originally, he had full trust in his guild leader. A level 17 barbarian was enough to survive among tens of billions of players.
But at this moment, facing this unreasonable army and that extremely mysterious player, he felt inexplicably weak.
It seems that level 17 barbarians are no good in front of this army.
Caught by the dragon's claws, the four players were forced to squeeze together. The fat player felt uneasy at the moment, and the other three were not much better.
The fear in my heart for these sudden troops is even worse.
In comparison, my boss seems to be just like that
This undead dragon hero is all level 15.
The opponent's army that hunts the evil half-murlocs all have Crown 3 stars, reaching level 15. How are we going to fight this battle?
Richard did not delve into the changes in mentality of several players.
He didn't feel anything at all as the Skeleton Blood Dragon easily defeated the barbarian army below.
The enemy was too weak for him to be even remotely interested.
He turned his head and glanced at the army behind him who was still fighting against the evil half-murlocs, and frowned slightly.
"Speed up and end the battle."
There is really no need to waste time on this kind of gatekeeping army.
The words fell.
After receiving the order, the offensive of the stone statues of the dead increased more than tenfold in an instant.
The wings flapped and flew forward quickly.
The frequency of tomahawk throwing began to skyrocket.
The evil half-murloc who could not withstand their damage was falling at a rate that doubled at this moment.
In less than a minute, the Stone Statue of the Dead penetrated the evil half-murloc defense line at the rear and ate up five brigades of top-notch soldiers.
There were no casualties of his own.
The terrifying battle damage ratio made the few players who silently observed under the giant claws of Alves feel terrified.
Looking around, the ground was covered with corpses of evil half-murlocs, and not a single corpse of those stone statues of life could be seen.
They watched helplessly as they watched some stone statues whose bodies were almost broken when they were besieged by the evil half-murlocs. After leaving the battle, their breathing bodies returned to normal.
It looks as if it can't be killed.
From this short battle, we can get a glimpse of the exaggerated background of this army.
The chubby player said with a trembling voice.
"Quick, send a private message to the president to inform the president that we are in big trouble this time."
"You can't send private messages. If you enter this area, you can't open the forum."
Hearing his companion's words, the chubby player's heart suddenly sank, and a feeling that something bad was going on came to his mind.
At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the surrounding stone statues gathering life, and then the scene on the ground began to recede.
Suddenly there was a strong sense of weightlessness. The fat player felt dizzy, and suddenly his restraints were released.
In panic, he subconsciously looked around.
Not far away, flying undead dragons with crimson energy escaping from their heads were flying at a level, and golden bones were trampled under their feet.
He came on the back of that giant dragon?
In panic, he saw a blurry figure on the side under the surge of crimson energy.
Because it doesn't look real, it gives people a strong sense of mystery and oppression.
Is this the mysterious player?
"Has the remnant soul of the god awakened?"
An indifferent word suddenly sounded.
In this environment, the stress increases exponentially.
The fat player took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions.
He kept telling himself that he still had one life and that he could still be resurrected.
But even though he knew he had a way out, the pressure that penetrated into his soul at this moment still made his legs tremble and become weak.
"Brother, let me tell you again. This mission was obtained by the Heavy Shield Guild at a huge price. We welcome you to participate. But if you want to monopolize it, our president will definitely not agree!"
"You should know what kind of power an extraordinary disciple can have."
I was frightened in my heart, but I couldn't give in with my mouth.
The three players around him also nodded.
As a level 17 barbarian, President Paine's own combat prowess is already incredible, let alone a more powerful backer.
When Richard heard this, he glanced at the empty side with a half-smile.
Then look at a few players.
The tone was nonchalant.
"Extraordinary disciples are nothing."
"Even if that extraordinary barbarian comes, so what? How dare he have a hand in this matter?"
These words made the fat player and his companions immediately feel ashamed and angry.
What kind of existence is that extraordinary?
One person, the top powerhouse who can destroy a city.
From the beginning to the end, they have been regarded as the strongest backing of the Heavy Shield Guild.
Now, this guy who suddenly appeared dared to despise the extraordinary so much? !
He simply stepped on their heads with one foot, then leaned down and slapped their mouths.
No matter how powerful the other party is, you can't look down on them so much!
Immediately several people became furious.
"Fuck, do you know what you are talking about? No matter how strong your army is, can it be compared to Chaofan?"
"I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue with such a loud tone. Tell me who you are. I want to see how capable you are and dare to brag like this?!"
"Don't say extraordinary, even if it's one-on-one, our president can crush you to death with one foot!!"
"Laughing to death."
"."
Looking at a few incompetent and furious guys, the corners of Richard's mouth curled up slightly.
"Then as an audience, you will see with your own eyes how your president, that noble extraordinary disciple, was trampled into dust."
As he finished speaking, he waved his hand, causing several people to fall under Alves' claws again.
He had no interest in arguing with a few weaklings. He didn't care who the other party was, as long as he sided with the gods, he would have to face the wrath of Twilight City.
The army quickly moved towards the central area.
Looking down, one can see large swaths of collapsed buildings on the ground. Some of the buildings that luckily did not survive can barely see the ancient meanings left on them, which seem to be telling some ancient secrets.
Richard felt carefully and could find that there was a strange aura in this area.
Like, they were walking in the kingdom of death.
And these buildings that have survived from ancient times are all masterpieces of the God of Death
That subtle feeling is difficult to describe.
Not long after traveling, they found a large number of evil half-murlocs swimming in the void ahead.
The battle just now obviously alerted more guards.
Richard waved with a calm face.
The army of Twilight City started killing again.
——
Paine, the level 17 barbarian, looked quite shocked when he heard the news that the army ahead was defeated.
Are you kidding? This kind of sure-fire action can also go wrong?
Immediately, several barbarian soldiers who had escaped were called for questioning.
If you look closely, you can see the fear on these guys' faces.
Can you scare a barbarian like this? What is the background of the other party?
His brows were furrowed.
"Are those enemies strong?"
The leading barbarian soldier said with horror on his face.
"Master, very powerful. Among the enemies that suddenly appear, there is a powerful undead dragon!"
"The opponent's dragon breath is horribly corrosive. We can't stop it at all. One attack killed several of our squadrons."
"And there were thousands of gargoyles behind those enemies. Those gargoyles were equally powerful. They were attacking the evil half-murlocs at that time."
Several players next to him were stunned for a moment, and their faces were full of disbelief when they realized what was happening.
"What did you say? That new player not only attacked us? He also attacked the evil half-murlocs guarding the passage?"
The barbarian warrior nodded, then shook his head.
"No, it's not about attacking the evil half-murloc."
After saying this, several players' expressions softened slightly, but after the barbarian warrior spoke the next sentence.
It immediately made their hearts skip a beat.
"It's a massacre!"
The barbarian warrior said with certainty.
"Yes, massacre."
"It was a one-sided massacre. Those evil half-murlocs failed to form an effective counterattack at all. They were being slaughtered at will by those stone statues."
Having said this, he glanced behind him with some fear, as if he was afraid that those terrifying enemies would catch up.
"Before we were defeated, most of those evil half-murlocs had been slaughtered. Now I'm afraid there won't be any left."
"Master, we need to be prepared, they are coming soon!"
The tone became more and more frightened as he spoke.
Even though he was surrounded by people from the Heavy Shield Guild at this moment, he still felt insecure in his heart.
Paine's face became a little ugly.
He didn't expect that there would be such a big flaw in this absolutely sure operation.
The biggest question now is...who is that player who suddenly appears?
Why do you have this power?
The number of evil half-murlocs guarding that area exceeds five brigades.
Even if he leads the army, he will have to pay a huge price to clear it out.
But now he got a piece of information that made his mouth dry. The other party was killing evil half-murlocs.
This immediately put him under tremendous pressure.
This is a player force that is definitely not inferior to the Heavy Shield Guild, or even stronger than the Heavy Shield Guild!
"President, do we still want to fight back now?"
Several high-level officials of the Heavy Shield Guild around him were looking directly at Paine at this moment.
This news made them feel a little scared inside, and now they no longer dare to act as unscrupulously as before.
"President, why don't you retreat first? Wait for the will of the god to recover. Then it will be easier to handle with backup."
"President."
Paine waved his hand, interrupting their discussion.
His tone was determined and confident.
"No matter who comes, they can't make our Heavy Shield Guild retreat!"
As he spoke, a scroll appeared in his hand.
"Our reliance is not what that player can imagine."
The moment several people saw the scroll, their eyes became extremely hot.
"Your Majesty Parton!!"
This scroll can summon Paine's teacher, the extraordinary barbarian who also has a great reputation in the North Barbarian Empire - Paton!
The originally floating mind immediately stabilized.
No one has the slightest objection.
With Chaofan as his trump card, even if the hostile player that suddenly appeared was a member of a major guild force, it wouldn't make any waves.
Extraordinary, at this time, is a nuclear weapon level existence.
No one can provoke!
When other players were excited, Paine made a move that surprised them.
Use both hands left and right to stab and tear the scroll directly.
The scroll burst out with majestic energy, causing waves of fluctuations in the surrounding space.
Bang~
A fist the size of a sandbag slammed out of the space.
A strong arm penetrated the space.
The area then resembled shattered glass and mirrors.
Click~
Bang~
It burst directly.
The next second, a barbarian with clenched fists, wearing close-fitting leather armor, over two and a half meters tall and as strong as an iron tower came across the space.
The opponent's amber eyes were filled with a strong fighting spirit, and his short hair was stuck up like steel needles.
The fierce and violent momentum makes it difficult to breathe. Just from the momentum, you can feel the almost violent power of the opponent.
This is a humanoid beast.
When several players saw this scene, their eyes widened and their faces turned red with excitement.
extraordinary! !
Their president actually recruited Chaofan without any hesitation! !
President Paine, that’s awesome! !
This courage is so explosive!
The extraordinary barbarian floated in the void out of thin air. After scanning around, his eyes stopped on Paine.
The sound of an urn jars the airway.
"Pan, the atmosphere here is very unusual. Is this the special area where gods exist?"
Paine nodded, and then briefly described the current situation.
He summoned the other party, which was planned before, and the purpose was naturally to seek more benefits in this mysterious area.
It was just the sudden appearance of the player that made him plan ahead.
That player is obviously a member of a big force.
To take precautions, just use your trump card to kill the opponent in advance.
Waiting until the end of the road and all his subordinates are dead before using his trump card. That is not a scheming move on his part, but a pure retardation.
Since there are cards that can kill the opponent in the first wave, why should we pay a higher price?
After hearing this, the extraordinary barbarian smiled a little.
"Yes, you have grown up."
As he spoke, he glanced at the square not far away with a serious look.
There is a divine arm sealed there.
"No degree of caution can be exaggerated when it comes to the gods."
"When the enemy comes, I will take action directly."
"Only when there is no interference from outsiders can you explore this area with confidence."
As he spoke, he glanced at Paine again.
"Don't worry, everything that belongs to you will belong to you. I'm just pursuing more powerful power."
Several other players suddenly became energetic when they heard this.
This wave is stable.
With extraordinary guarantees, they couldn’t imagine how they could lose! !
Even if the opponent can defeat thousands of level 15 evil half-murlocs, it can easily destroy two large groups of barbarian warriors and face the extraordinary.
There is still only one result - destruction.
Players who can compete with extraordinary players simply cannot exist at this stage! !
The emergence of this powerful backup gave them unprecedented confidence.
At this moment, a deep dragon roar came from the front.
At the same time, the fierce fighting began to escalate.
Paine looked up subconsciously.
I saw evil half-murlocs rushing towards the direction of the sound from all directions.
These top-level troops that can swim in the air are like locusts, forming an extremely oppressive black tide.
It’s also like the scene where thousands of carps gather together in the park and become densely packed when they are being fed.
From the ground, you can only see a dense area, and the sky is covered.
That player is here.
"President, do you want to call in the army?"
A player in his early forties next to him said hesitantly.
Although the Heavy Shield Guild has a large number of people, unless it is a large-scale mission, everyone is usually in their own territory.
It is impossible to just gather hundreds of thousands of troops for any mission.
So Paine brought only two legions of troops this time.
Although the number is not small, in this mysterious area full of level 15 troops, there is no way to make waves.
"Don't use it for the time being. Continue to arrange it in various key locations to prevent accidents. Be sure to protect the central hall. The will of the gods must not be awakened midway."
The other party nodded immediately and arranged the task.
The anxiety in the hearts of several people who witnessed the appearance of extraordinary barbarians has been cleared away.
Even strong expectations arose.
Waiting for that player to be strong will be strong, but all the efforts of the opponent will be in vain.
After the opponent finally broke through the obstacles of the evil half-fish man after all the hard work, and thought he could harvest the spoils, he suddenly found that he was facing an enemy that was impossible to defeat.
The expression must be wonderful.
I really want to see this scene.
The corners of each mouth turned up in a high arc.
As time passed, the sounds of fighting on the battlefield gradually came closer.
The evil half-murlocs swarmed up, forming a black tide that looked like they were being blasted by giant spearheads.
From a distance, it was difficult to see what was happening on the battlefield because there were too many troops.
But the corpses of the evil half-murlocs continued to fall from the sky like raindrops.
The scene was quite exaggerated.
What also made Paine feel strange was that, despite his careful attention, he did not see the scene of the player's army falling into the sky after being killed.
My heart is indescribably complicated.
The strength of this player exceeded his expectations.
Facing this level of attack, he was still able to storm out.
Moreover, the number of those killed in battle is almost negligible and the opponent's real strength is negligible. How strong should it be? !
This is at least a higher level guild than the Heavy Shield Guild in order to gather an army of this level.
If he had to face the siege of such a number of evil half-murlocs, it would be absolutely impossible for him to suffer only this loss.
The emotions in my heart were ups and downs, and my eyes couldn't calm down for a long time.
The five fingers subconsciously clenched into fists.
Even before that player appeared, he was already feeling tremendous pressure.
After taking a few deep breaths, he saw the majestic extraordinary barbarian beside him from the corner of his eye and breathed a sigh of relief again.
Instead, I felt a bit of schadenfreude in my heart.
No matter how strong you are, what's the use?
In the face of the extraordinary, everything is vain! !
A strong desire to destroy the other person arose in his heart.
It must have taken a lot of effort to amass such a powerful army, right?
When everything about you is destroyed, will you be desperate?
Taking pleasure in seeing people who are doing well being unlucky is a dark side that many people have.
The battle in the sky lasted for more than half an hour.
The evil half-murloc like a swimming fish launched wave after wave of charges, but could not kill the player's army.
The more players fight Paine and the Heavy Shield Guild, the more frightened they become.
The other party was too strong, so powerful that even they found it difficult to accept.
With so many troops, the half-hour siege not only failed to kill the enemy, but the number of evil half-murlocs floating in the sky began to gradually shrink.
The black spots in the sky are decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Huhu~
Suddenly, a strong wind blew.
Looking around, a terrifying sandstorm penetrated the evil half-murloc army ahead.
In the sandstorm, sharp thorns flew at exaggerated speeds under the twisting of the hurricane.
Those evil half-murlocs caught in the sandstorm will immediately enjoy the tearing attack of giant thorns.
The evil half-murloc, who was not good at defense, immediately splattered with blood and his body was torn into fragments.
The sandstorm seemed to have become a meat grinder, devouring all life around it without restraint.
The sandstorm seemed to be alive. Wherever there were more evil half-murlocs, they would move in that direction.
In order to resist the intruders, the evil half-murlocs did not dare to evade and disperse at will, so they could only be swept in by the sandstorm.
Then came the carnage of death.
When the sandstorm swept to the side, a huge gap finally appeared in front of it.
Let the players of the Heavy Shield Guild see clearly everything that happened on the battlefield.
A stone statue of life exuding the cold aura of rock was flapping its wings at this moment, holding a hot battle ax and throwing it out continuously.
With every attack, the chains wrapped around his arms would make a harsh friction sound.
After tearing the enemy apart and reaching the extreme distance, the battle ax will suddenly explode.
Causes large-scale damage to nearby evil half-murlocs
at the same time.
There are hundreds of undead dragons ahead, breathing out highly corrosive dragon breath.
Wherever it passed, all the evil half-murlocs who were enveloped seemed to have been splashed with concentrated sulfuric acid, and their bodies directly fester, leaving only white bones in their breathing
In addition, there are hundreds of mummy soldiers floating in the air with several swords around them.
This unit seems to be able to control the sword around it with its thoughts. It can slash in the air flexibly in battle. The evil half-murloc can't even get closer than 10 meters to the opponent.
The cooperation of several arms made the attack of the evil half-murloc army seem so powerless.
These level 15 troops want to fight in close combat and cannot even touch their opponents.
Even if you get close, you will be killed immediately.
The melee combat capabilities of those armies are no weaker than long-range attacks.
The only long-range attack of the evil half-murloc is to throw the trident in his hand.
However, due to the limitations of weapons, this attack can only be carried out once. After one time, they will directly become toothless hounds.
Moreover, even if these thrown tridents hit the target, they will not cause fatal damage.
Those gargoyles and undead armies, as long as they are not hit in the vital points, even if their abdomens are pierced and their spines are broken, they are still alive
For various reasons, the number of evil half-murlocs that were more than ten times or even dozens of times greater than the opponent's was pinned to the ground and crushed.
This is not a level opponent.
Everyone in the Heavy Shield Guild thought of this when they saw this scene.
After the evil half-murloc was torn open, the situation gradually collapsed. It could not be stopped.
The player's army, with extreme violence, defeated the evil half-murloc army.
Gudong~ Paine swallowed subconsciously.
The level 17 barbarians have such powerful power that they don't feel the slightest sense of security when facing this army at this moment.
He felt that as long as the other party mobilized any of the troops, it would cause great danger to him.
Even the smallest number of undead dragons
At this moment, the expression of a player next to him changed unpredictably, and after a moment, he said with a bit of horror.
"President, do you think this army looks familiar?"
"Looks familiar?"
Paine was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly. Such a reminder did seem to be somewhat familiar.
But there are so many things he has to deal with every day, and he can't even think of them for a while.
"What did you find?"
The player gestured anxiously.
"President, those gargoyle-like beings carrying giant axes will explode after throwing the axes. Doesn't this look like it?"
"And those undead dragons, their appearance hasn't changed much."
"You're looking at those sandstorms."
Paine frowned.
"What on earth are you talking about?"
What does it look like
Well, sandstorm? !
Suddenly an image that had been immersed in my mind for months appeared.
He turned to look at the player and blurted out subconsciously.
"Qingqiu?!"
His tone became a little sharp because he was too surprised.
Using a battle ax as a weapon, after throwing it, it will explode the undead dragon, and there are also keywords such as sandstorms. Aren't these keywords possessed by the guy who has been regarded as the number one player by countless players?
Several players around him were shocked when they heard this.
Everyone looked with wide eyes.
Looking for similarities between these troops and the mysterious figure in my memory.
The more I look at it, the more familiar it feels.
"This guy really seems to be Qingqiu? Damn it, we encountered a big fish this time!!"
"No wonder he is so strong and can run rampant under the siege of tens of thousands of evil half-murlocs. Perhaps the only one who can do this is Qingqiu!"
"I didn't expect to meet Qingqiu here, the strongest player among the players. He is indeed well-deserved. He has been without news for several months, but he has reached this level"
After a series of exclamations, the players of the Heavy Shield Guild gradually came to their senses.
Qingqiu, their enemy is Qingqiu? ?
After being startled, other thoughts gradually emerged. This seemed to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! !
Although Qingqiu is strong, they have extraordinary control.
An idea came to their mind that made them breathe quickly. Hunting Qingqiu! ! !
Yes, with Chaofan here, so what if the other party is Qingqiu? !
If only I could be here and kill this man who is recognized as the strongest by countless players.
What kind of praise will the Heavy Shield Guild receive?
They may be able to take this opportunity to develop into the most powerful guild in the Barbarian Empire! !
No one can resist this temptation.
Why do fledgling unknowns like to challenge those famous strong men? Because as long as they defeat that famous strong man, they can gain huge reputation.
Although the Heavy Shield Guild is not weak, it is not even close to Qingqiu, an existence that has shocked countless players.
"President."
Everyone turned to look at Paine with heavy breathing, waiting for his order.
At this moment, Paine was also in a state of intense excitement.
He also didn't expect that the visitor would be Qingqiu.
Others recognized this as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he even more so.
The surprise in my heart almost overflowed from my chest.
If Qingqiu is trampled under his feet, he will undoubtedly reach the top of the player list.
This level of glory is irresistible to a guild leader.
Turning his head, he looked at the extraordinary barbarian beside him.
He suppressed the joy in his heart and spoke.
"Teacher, the lord who commands the undead army is a powerful enemy. The opponent has a huge reputation among all the Lords of Divine Grace and is known as the first one among the Lords of Divine Grace."
Hearing this, the extraordinary barbarian narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the undead dragon with a wingspan of more than 40 meters on the battlefield.
The blurry figure behind the giant dragon still made him feel a little special even though it was separated by countless distances.
"Is he Qingqiu? I have heard this name more than ten times"
The influence brought by such a large group of Lords of Divine Grace is also increasing day by day.
And Qingqiu, who is recognized as the number one person, is a famous figure at the table of all major forces.
"What do you want to do?"
Paine's eyes flashed a little.
"Kill him!!"
"The Heavy Shield Guild can step on his corpse and go one step further!"
He couldn't wait to destroy this first player.
With the extraordinary in hand and in this special space, no matter how special the other party is, he will definitely die!
He looked at the advancing army with burning eyes.
The joy in my heart almost exploded.
Qingqiu, you can't believe it, my teacher is extraordinary.
Moreover, he came in person, hahaha! ! ! (End of chapter)