Chapter 196 (Extra)
System: [Due to the blood sacrifice, the fallen angel Millers of the Protoss has awakened from underground ahead of schedule. Warriors, please raise your weapons, rush to the battlefield, and defend the human continent!]
One stone stirs up a thousand ripples, and the world channel explodes again!
[Waking up early? Help! Who the hell did this?!]
[What about the tasks previously issued by the system? Are they still valid?]
[It's so useless, it's all turned grey (gritting teeth)]
[Ah, then I ran all night for nothing? ]
What's the point of running in vain? Are these people as unlucky as him!
Outside the courtyard wall, Zhufeng was so angry that his facial muscles were about to crack.
When he was ambushed by Heiyu Qingtian, he mistakenly thought that the former had broken free from the rope by himself. As a result, he found that Heiyu Qingtian's purpose was not only to deal with him, but also to drag in everyone outside the yard.
Only then did he wake up and realize that Xiao Hongchen had betrayed him and deliberately let the person go.
No, it can’t really be called betrayal.
Xiao Hongchen has never been his man, he only obeys his grandfather Zhu Lao.
Being plotted against by someone close to him did not make Zhufeng furious. What really made him furious was hearing the explosion in the courtyard and seeing the new task issued by the system!
——The fallen angel actually woke up early!
Who did this?!
Ink? Or Laughing at the Red Dust?!
No matter who it is, waking up early is not in his plan, because it means that the huge amount of money he spent on finding the coordinates of the fallen angel will all be wasted!
You have to know that the money was advanced from the guild, and the guild has been on the decline since he was put in prison.
More and more members left, but only a handful joined. No one did the guild's daily tasks, so Zhulin Tingfeng had to reduce its daily available funds again and again.
In other words, if the advance money is not repaid in time, Zhulin Tingfeng will soon face a shortage of funds.
Damn it! How could this happen?!
Zhufeng frowned and his mood fell to the bottom.
A hurricane swept through the wall, and the fallen angel was about to break out of the ground. His remaining sanity told him that he must take the fallen angel back, otherwise he would no longer have a say in his grandfather's eyes!
He reversed his steps and no longer insisted on fighting with Heiyu Qingtian, but ran straight into the courtyard.
However, he was caught off guard. The moment he rushed into the courtyard, a hurricane strong enough to overturn a ship came towards him!
His last sight was fixed on the moment when the hurricane approached his pupil. Then, the picture in front of his eyes turned black, and there was a click in his ear, and he was ejected from the holographic cabin.
Zhufeng opened his eyes and saw the familiar room setting, and his heart couldn't help but feel a chill.
It's over.
He missed the best chance to become the first person to kill a fallen angel.
Zhufeng was knocked offline by the hurricane, and Heiyu Qingtian did not continue to fight with the remaining people.
[Demon Slavery] was thrown out from his weapon, and countless demons from hell dragged the feet of everyone present.
Red numbers popped up above their heads, and the elite players of Zhulin Tingfeng burst into screams.
After a few seconds, the screams disappeared and corpses fell to the ground. He took a cold look and turned to click on the channel of the Black Domain Kingdom.
[The fallen angel has awakened, everyone hurry to Luwalu County to kill him! ]
At the same time, in various places on the continent of Pergas, players were calling for members in their own channels and teams.
No matter how many you can shake, come if you can, fight if you can. In short, don't hide in the corner, you must contribute your own strength to defend the continent of Pergas!
[Go, my family, for glory, for our hometown!]
[For the Pergas Continent, for the Human Race! ]
【For Demacia! 】
[Isn’t that the brother above? Did you change the channel? ]
The world channel was buzzing with excitement. Ripe Tomato, on his mount, rushed towards Luwalu County while expressing his thoughts in the guild: "Why does everyone have a slogan? Why don't we come up with one too?"
[Laughing until my face is paralyzed: This is possible~]
[Ripe Tomato: What should I shout out with a good rhythm? It would be best if it was something powerful, something that could shock the whole audience with just one sentence.]
[Latiao Xiaohuahua: Uh… I can’t think of it.]
[Knife hidden in crotch: I just barely passed my academic subjects, so I won't participate in this kind of intellectual discussion.]
[Ripe Tomato: @Pants. Crotch Hidden Knife, what's the point of you? Get lost!]
[Bobo Chicken: How about shouting "For King Cyril"?]
【Laughing until my face is paralyzed: so lame】
[Knife hidden in crotch: So tacky]
[Bobo Chicken: You two, get out! (Angry)]
[Ripe Tomato: ...So, no one has a slogan? (with a resentful look)]
[Boiling Cabbage in Clear Water: @Ripe Tomato, can slogans increase your attack or your defense?]
[Ripe tomatoes: Increase my excitement!]
[Knife hidden in crotch: I didn't realize you were into this? There's something wrong with you.]
[Ripe Tomato:??? What the hell are you thinking? Stop messing around, or your account will be blocked!]
Ignoring the two people's banter, others in the channel greeted Qingshui who had just come online.
[Salad with meat sauce: The president is coming up~]
[Boiled Cabbage in Clear Water: Well, I just finished my work and saw the news of the Fallen Angel’s awakening on the official website, so I rushed online.]
[Salad with meat sauce: The Fallen Angel is in Luwalu County. Everyone is rushing there. I've already notified the guild members on Mo Se's behalf. You should hurry over too.]
When he was not online and Mo Se was busy with his own affairs, many affairs of the guild were always managed by Sala.
Qingshui said thank you sincerely, closed the guild channel, and rushed to the battlefield.
The battle horn sounded.
Whether it was the continent of Pergas or Vazetilan, the flames of war were burning simultaneously on both lands.
The clones of the fallen angels of the gods are rampaging on the land of Vazetilan. They have absorbed a lot of energy from the magic circle and are rampaging across the continent.
Above their heads was a thick, red health bar. Players hit it with all their might, but the bar only moved down a small space.
"As expected of a Protoss, its health bar is much thicker than other monsters of the same level!"
"But this is just a clone. I heard the real one is on the Pergas continent, and I'm afraid it's even harder to deal with."
"Oh, forget it. One of them seems to be heading towards the cathedral! Go after it!"
There are five clones stationed on the Vazetilan continent, one of which was eliminated by players last night.
Among the remaining four, one was delayed because of Bai Cai Tou's failure to report in time, resulting in the failure to knock him down before he absorbed all his energy. Fortunately, players came to support one after another, and after a fierce battle, they successfully killed him.
So now there are only 3 left for them.
But 3 of them... aren't easy to fight either.
[Night Star Sets Sail] All members went out in full force. Under the command of President Ye Zi, they quickly rushed to the perimeter of the cathedral for defense.
The hunter shot out explosive spikes, and the third clone of the Protoss Millers was temporarily nailed to the spot, unable to move.
Seeing this, the assassin immediately cooperated and rushed forward, strangling the opponent in succession!
The warriors and paladins also used their special skills, sweeping furiously and pursuing justice!
Skills flew towards the third clone one after another, and the third clone's health bar dropped a lot.
But that’s not enough!
The total HP of this clone is 500 million, but the average damage inflicted by the members of Night Star Sailing is only 1000, which means that it takes 500,000 members of Night Star Sailing to kill it.
There are tens of millions of players in the Vazetilan continent, and theoretically there is no shortage of 500,000 combat forces, but don't forget that quantity does not equal quality.
[Night Star Set Sail] is the first guild in Vazetilan. Its members are much higher than others in terms of equipment level and personal combat power. In this case, they can only deal an average of 1,000 damage, and the attacks of ordinary players are even worse.
So this is not a simple problem of multiplication and division of numbers.
Moreover, we must also consider that it is early morning and many players are not online, so there are not many effective combat forces that can be deployed on the battlefield.
This will be an extremely difficult tug-of-war. Ye Zi stood on the slope in front of the cathedral, looking solemnly at the battlefield ahead.
The tall third clone was still charging towards the church, and groups of players died under his feet.
Perhaps he was annoyed, and suddenly, Ye Zi saw his eyes looking downward, and a beam of light seemed to condense in his palm.
"It's a big move! All melee fighters retreat!"
He shouted in the guild, then jumped onto his flying mount, the Egret.
The white wings flapped in the air, and the egret dragged him quickly above the crowd.
The ball of light expanded in Millers' palm, and finally it was as big as the spherical dome of the cathedral. The people on the ground saw this scene and stepped back in horror. However, the ball of light exploded, and the blazing white light instantly covered half of the church area!
Ye Zi immediately waved the priest's staff engraved with golden inscriptions.
The light of prayer!
A layer of pale golden light fell like a spider web on the heads of the fleeing players below.
The white light and the golden light merged together at this moment, and boom! There was an explosion beside my ears.
The shock wave of the explosion caused glass to shatter, sand and rocks to fly, and the world was shaking!
"Fuck, this isn't a skill, it's the end of the world!"
"Luckily, I ran into the range of the prayer light just now, otherwise I would have been blown to pieces now!"
The surviving players either squatted on the ground or lay prone on the ground, shocked and moved.
However, no matter how shocking it is, we have to defeat the boss no matter how difficult it is!
The players whose health bars were still hanging jumped up from the ground and rushed towards the Protoss again; those who had died were resurrected and returned to the city, desperately rushing here.
The battle continues to escalate.
Not only in the cathedral, but also in the locations of the fourth and fifth clones, fierce battles are taking place.
As they ran wild, they destroyed every piece of land along the way, from small villages to large cities, no place was spared.
Looking at the razed village and the kind-hearted NPCs who died under the feet of the clone, the players felt heartbroken!
"My sister Cuihua!"
"Woo woo woo my big blacksmith brother!"
"Give me back my NPC life! Die, you damn Millers!"
NPCs cannot be resurrected after death, which means their IDs will never be online again.
Although they understand that they are just a bunch of manufactured data, many players have already regarded them as their friends in the second world after spending time with them day and night.
They are very smart, can talk, laugh and cry. When they are unhappy, they will hit you, and when they are happy, they will hug you to express their joy.
Such a real character died at the feet of Millers. How could players not be angry?
At this moment, no matter whether they are high-level players or ordinary players, everyone has only one goal.
——Kill Millers!
—To avenge their lost friends!
On the continent of Pergas, the hot wind made Xia Mo almost unable to open his eyes.
The scorching air currents cut through the skin like a hot knife, leaving bloody marks on the cheeks, backs of the hands, and neck, all exposed areas.
-100, -100, -100...
A series of numbers popped up, Xia Mo gritted his teeth, grabbed the dagger, and used all his strength to pull himself into a corner where the air could not reach.
However, just as he was getting out of trouble, he heard two cracking sounds beside his ears and something broke.
[Attention! The equipment [Nine-head Belt] (Level 2 Platinum) has been broken and its current durability is 0. Please replace it with a new belt in time!]
[Attention! The equipment [xx shoulder pads] (second-level gold) has been broken and its current durability is 0. Please replace it with a new shoulder pad in time!]
Damn, what kind of wind is blowing! It actually shattered both of her equipment!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
