Chapter 979 The Final Battle (1)
The battle royale continues. After the large-scale cleaning operation in the urban area, the urban area was sealed off, and no players were allowed to enter again. Yitzhak and others also left the operating table with the intact model, ending today's work.
“Tch, you’re so unlucky!” Yitzhak still couldn’t vent all his frustrations. After all, there were only so many contestants. If they were evenly distributed, even fewer would be assigned to the same area. There were quite a few who escaped from the beginning, and the rest were evenly distributed, with only a few players per person, so it was not fun.
But Yitzhak can't help it. This is the result of a lottery. The area that each team is responsible for is determined by lottery. There is no shady story. The areas where the cleaning is started in sequence are also randomly determined by the system. Can you blame yourself for your bad luck?
"Haha, it's really not very good, but it can be seen that he has not slacked off in the past few years." Lamba said with a smile.
"Of course! I won't relax just because of this relaxation!" Yitzhak said proudly. Although he has spent several years of vacation in this world, he has not indulged in relaxation. Not only Yitzhak , everyone is like this. Although games like Model Battle are not even basic training, they still maintain physical fitness and their nerves have not completely relaxed. They have just faded away the fatigue from the last battle.
"You don't have to be too upset, Yitzhak. Although the urban area is a fringe area, there are still many adjacent areas." Gerald Sprigang said carelessly, " Many people have seen your heroic appearance. Not to mention the other areas, the players in the adjacent areas have been frightened by you. I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve anything."
Others laughed. , all agreed with Gerald Sprigang's statement. Excluding those who originally planned to escape until the end, many Sanren also saw Yizhak's performance and were really frightened.
Furthermore, how many stupid players are there who can advance to the official competition? At first, I didn't notice it because of the chaos of the war, but after the situation became relatively calm, I was able to find a problem.
In this battle royale, all the famous seed players gathered together and did not take the initiative to provoke disputes. There must be a big problem. Coupled with the wonderful performance of Yitzhak and others, naturally there is also A lot comes to mind.
Therefore, this also caused the entire battle royale game to enter a relatively calm period. Most of the chaos was over. Players who were far away from the urban area and did not know what happened also began to look for hiding places. In order to avoid the great purge, just to be able to successfully attack at the critical moment.
The players adjacent to the urban area have completely given up fighting with each other, either finding a place to hide and praying that they can survive the great purge, or like Iori Makoto and others, heading towards the edge of other areas go ahead.
So, this also leads to the next big purge, which will no longer have such beautiful results. And as the big purges start in each area, except for the last area, which can have a bumper harvest, the others are really There are fast hands and there are slow hands.
"Tch, what's there to be happy about?" Yitzhak said this, but when he thought that although he was not very lucky, his actual result was probably second place, he felt happy in his heart. stand up.
“Hey, Yitzhak, can you please stop smiling?” Asahina from [Four Holy Swords] said jokingly.
"No...no road race!" Yitzhak shouted angrily.
"Pfft~"
"The current time... is 9 minutes and 46 seconds. I am looking forward to who will play next." Andy Stross of [Ghost Force] is looking forward to it. Of course, he is looking forward to an area that is not where he is.
The result... Sometimes, fate is such a coincidence. Ten minutes are up, and the next area to start the great cleansing is the lava area drawn by the [Ghost Troops].
"Damn it! Andy! If you can't speak, don't speak!" The grumpy Cabriel Calcia rolled up his sleeves and wanted to beat Andy Stross. If he hadn't said this just now, maybe he would You won't be selected!
"I just said it casually, who knew it would be so accurate." Andy Stross muttered resentfully, obviously he was expecting the second one not to be theirs.
But his teammates did not accept this sophistry and glared at him.
"Okay, stop making trouble." As the captain, Lamba was also very depressed. Originally, he was not interested in model battle. After all, it was a game played by a group of children, but when he saw that many of his colleagues They all planned to have fun, but naturally he couldn't sit still, so he became the captain this time.
Lamba’s character, if you want to play, then have fun, have fun, at least...the head count cannot be lower than other teams, right? You must know that there is always competition within the Promethean Legion. Even if the reward for winning the competition is just a few words of ridicule to the opponent, it is a good thing.
As a result... the second one was selected. It wasn't the worst luck, but it wasn't very good either. It was probably because Andy Stross had that extra mouth!
But as the captain, he naturally has to shoulder the responsibility of fighting, bringing the team together and letting the players know when to do what.
Lamba's popularity within the Promis Legion is still very high. Although Lamba's driving skills are not very good, his team command ability is very good, and his tactical and strategic vision is also very good. Yes, he was upright, calm and cautious, and was very kind to his subordinates and comrades, so many people admired Lamba.
No, just one word silenced the team members who were about to make a fuss.
“Come on, give these brats a little shiver.”
"Understood!" The lava area next door also breathed a sigh of relief. This time the big cleaning will not affect them, and they can relax for another five minutes.
"Tsk, it's really embarrassing." Lingsi said unwillingly. Although he agreed with Gou's strategy and tried his best to avoid fighting until the end, but... he was still unwilling to give in.
Not only him, but also Scott, Luwang Dallara and others, as well as Tatsuya Yuki, Masao Yasaka, Ricard Fellini, and Niels Nielsen who are not in the forest area , Gligao and others are the same. They are all proud people. In the face of absolute power, they have to lower their proud heads, and they all feel extremely unwilling and aggrieved.
But... scenes from the past flashed through their minds, making them unable to muster the courage to resist.
"Reiji..."
"Sei, if there is only the last area left...can we have a good fight?" Reiji asked Iori Makoto seriously.
"...No problem!" Iori Makoto understands Reiji's pride very well. He keeps hiding and escaping like this, which makes Reiji very uncomfortable. Now...in order to win the battle royale with a higher score, You can only choose the most annoying way, but if there is only the last area left, there will be no place to escape, and you will definitely have to face it, so... why not support Reiji to let go and fight, to vent his frustration.
"Thanks, Makoto!" Reiji knew that he would definitely lose this battle, but even if he lost, it would be upright, and it would be better than running around like now.
I just feel sorry for Iori Makoto. After all, the brand new Interstellar Creation Strike Gundam is the work of Iori Makoto’s painstaking efforts. If I lose, it will be destroyed, and Iori Makoto will have to worry about repairing it.
Time passed minute by second. After the lava area was blocked, it was the turn of the ice field area, then the forest area, the desert area...
As one area after another was cleaned, Then it was sealed off, and only the last wasteland area of the entire competition venue remained, and all the surviving contestants... were less than fifty, and they all gathered in the wasteland area, nervously watching the time.
"The time has come, the last great purge has begun. Everyone, we have no retreat. Let's fight with all our strength!" Yuki Tatsuya said to everyone who survived.
"Haha, the frustrating time to escape is finally over."
"I have been waiting for this moment for a long time!"
"Let's have a fair fight!"
"Let's make an agreement first. If you are lucky and get 10,000 points, no one can be jealous!"
"Okay! If you can get 10,000 points, I will recognize you as the boss!"
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"Hey, let's see! I am determined to be the boss!"
"Hahahaha..."
The system has announced the start of the purge, and the imprisonment of the pursuers has been lifted. , at this time, it can be regarded as extremely peaceful. The tension and fear have reached the limit, but they are not so nervous and afraid. The mutual banter has also alleviated a lot of tension and fear, but...
"Are you done talking? ?”
“What?”XN
A strange voice interrupted everyone. Ten MSs with the appearance of knights were already standing opposite them. The spears in their hands shone with a cold light. It seemed that they had been standing there for a while.
"Let's start after we finish chatting. I'll give you a chance to choose. Do you want to go together or one by one?" Cornelia asked the surviving contestants domineeringly. She was very lucky, [Rose Witch] Knights] was the last one to be selected successfully. Looking at the number of people present, well, the average number of people is not many, but those who can survive until now should be elites, which is definitely more interesting than killing minions.
"You are!"
The contestants who attended the banquet also recognized Cornelia. After all, she had followed Yang Hui on the show and was one of Yang Hui's wives.
“I didn’t expect that, madam, you are also a model fighter.”
"There are so many things that you didn't expect. Hurry up and choose. Should we go together or one by one?" Cornelia's resolute style made Cornelia not like to chat on such occasions.
"Since we have the chance, of course we won't go together. I'll go first!" Yuuki Tatsuya took the lead and stood at the front, facing Cornelia directly. He had been waiting for this opportunity.
"You are very courageous, and you are worthy of being chosen as a [Celebrity]. In that case, I will be your opponent!"
As soon as the words fell, Cornelia's body In the first two steps, the tip of the knight's lance pointed diagonally at the ground, and the wind generated by the Palafsky particles blew up the white cloak.
(End of this chapter)