By the time Du Ziming finished handling the matters at hand, he didn't know what the outcome would be on other fronts.
After Lucas received the news that Dark City was under siege, he immediately gathered all his Black Knights. Thousands of elite troops came to support.
However, his current strength is only at level nine. Several of the enemies besieging the Dark City have reached level ten. So he, the fastest supporter to arrive, can basically be said to be a drop in the bucket.
There are not many strong people at the tenth level in this world, at least there are only two people in the city, Ren Yin and Emily.
Of course, they have many weapons and defense projects prepared by the Witch King and Wu Hui in the city, and they can barely resist the attacks of those level 10 monsters and doomsday cultists.
The Night's Watch is in full force.
Eye of the Abyss Michu stood on the city wall and took off his blindfold: "I opened my eyes in the darkness, and the fire burned everything."
"Aren't you really embarrassed when you say this kind of line?" Angela raised her hand beside her, and the dark spell was activated, and the light from Michu's eyes jointly attacked those dark creatures.
"Hahahaha, princess, I think you don't understand at all. Only cool lines can scare the enemy!" Mi Xiu said.
Not handsome at all, and not afraid of this group of enemies.
In addition, after a month, Angela no longer likes the code name Princess. She wants to change it but has not yet decided what to change it to.
Sister Emily said that this battle is dangerous.
Of course the night watchmen themselves do dangerous work.
On the other side, Medusa followed Emily, and the two were ambushing a level 10 doomsday cultist.
The two also brought the two fearful twins with them.
Their goals were not as fanatical as other doomsday cultists. Although the ice was surrounding them and the temperature continued to drop, he looked at the soldiers he had killed with a bit of compassion on his expression.
"Life is always difficult. You are lucky to take the first step."
"That's nonsense." Emily attacked. Medusa's expression changed slightly, and then her hair flew away, rushing toward her opponent like flaming snakes.
"Fools don't know themselves, I pity you and other difficulties..." Doomsday cultist Han Shuang chanted a curse, but the next moment, his head was shot by Ren Yin who was in the city. Emily and Medusa rushed forward, preparing to kill this level 10 doomsday cultist right here.
Then, from the tower in the center of the city, bullets with magical brilliance were shot out continuously.
A sniper actually suppressed so many enemies of the same level. Anyone who tries to take the lead will be hit by a shot. Anyone below level 10 will be killed, and level 10 will definitely be severely injured.
This tower was specially built by the Witch King for his daughter to maximize Ren Yin's strength.
She was busy fighting, and the work of organizing manpower was basically left to Lin Qingwen and Ke Wenbei. Under the all-out attack of darkness, everyone has to exert their greatest strength.
While many of his colleagues were fighting hard, Wu Hui was still accepting the inheritance of King Xin.
Fire burned in his hands.
He saw King Xin's lover, whose face was blurred, dying in the darkness.
It was a tough battle, and in the end King Xin's team defeated the preliminary doomsday cultists. But they also suffered heavy losses. King Xin's lover took a crossbow and shot three enemy leaders in succession, but was surrounded and killed by concentrated troops.
After burying her body, King Xin let out a long sigh and led everyone to continue looking for a suitable place to live.
This is really sad, and what's even more sad is that... King Xin has even forgotten his lover now. Even the memories of death and burial are burned as fuel in the process of inheritance.
One day I will be like him and burn everything and forget about it, right?
But that would be many years later, and he didn't have the unforgettable memory of his lover's death for the time being.
The next memory is what happened after Xinwang City was established. Many people came here to receive the firewood given by King Xin, civilization was re-established, and the world seemed to have hope again.
Let King Xin feel that all sacrifices are worth it.
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While many players are playing the game, something is also happening in reality.
The war had been going on for a month by this time.
When the resistance army lacked level 10 combat effectiveness, the actor was also dragged to the frontline battlefield, and then unfortunately he was involved in an eleventh level Black Death game.
The body of the soldier is still confronting the craftsmen and others in West Asia. But he sent two clones to complete the task.
What these two clones want to do is very simple, just kill people.
The Black Death admired their killing.
So the Allied Forces began to massacre a European city that had defected to the rebels and was beaten back.
Players in the city reacted greatly to this.
A few people from the Starry Sky Circus who were hiding in the circus theater took in many civilians.
Next to the trainer, the parrot landed: "The resistance will be here soon, we are saved!"
"I hope it can be saved..." Since the resistance army was driven away by the coalition forces, the clown's trust in them is not too high.
Everyone supported you, but you failed to protect everyone. This is very disappointing. Moreover, human beings are very strange. Instead of hating the coalition forces who directly attacked this city, they hate the rebels instead.
The resistance front is too big, and even with the help of the Inquisition, it still lacks high-level combat effectiveness.
But Perlman and the Human Alliance gathered many wild level 9 and 10 players. What these people usually hate the most is the tribunal that restrains them, and the conditions offered to them by the resistance are not good. Therefore, they all chose the side of the People's League and Perlman, which adopted a laissez-faire policy towards the strong.
Many advanced players no longer take the lives of ordinary people seriously.
They abide by the rules, they don't dare to kill ordinary people on a large scale, and they even fight in uninhabited places. Not because they are kind. But because the presiding judge is watching.
But now, the presiding judge is not here, and it is very likely that he will not be here in the future. Naturally, there are no constraints.
Actor Yang Changjing came to this city.
"The opponents have two level 10 players. They should both be clones of soldiers. You..." The scholar was communicating remotely with Yang Changjing: "Is it okay?"
"I don't know if there is a problem." The actor said, "But apart from me, the resistance can't recruit level 10 players now, can it?"
The scholar has nothing to say about this helpless reality.
The actor hummed a few lines of a new tune that he had not composed yet to calm down his mood.
That's it, there's no other choice.
Even if he dies here, he is still a hero, enough to leave his name like those historical figures. At least I tried hard to control my own destiny.
Yang Changjing wiped his face, covered with Peking opera masks, and several flags were waving behind him. The red patch burned like a flame under the gray sky.
The math teacher, the arsenal, the fruit salad and other members of the eighth and ninth levels of the resistance followed him.
The enemy is the elite of the People's Alliance Army.
Two figures, one black and one red, with belts with the word "bing" on their waists, came to the battlefield. They were surrounded by black energy, apparently strengthened by the Black Death.
"The second update today. The next few chapters are ones I have thought about for a long time. I don't know if they have been written yet."
