In and out of the game, everyone seems to be fighting against the power of the Black Death.
The proportion of players among the members of the resistance is quite high, but it is less than one tenth. There are not many player qualifications issued by the devil that can be controlled by them. Unless you kill a player as an ordinary person in the game, then there will be one more mobile phone that can become a player.
But this will obviously not increase the total number of players.
As long as they are mentally prepared in advance, trained soldiers are less likely to die in low-level difficulty games. A few months at a faster pace, a year or two at a slower pace, and you will become an intermediate player.
But at this moment, there is not much difference between ordinary people and players. They were all protecting the people from evacuating and fighting bravely against the enemy.
However, if you can't beat it, you can't beat it.
The reason is simply that the opponent's two level 10s are too strong.
Under the intensification of the Black Death, the actors could only parry, let alone the group of nine-level and eight-level people he brought with him.
Although the rebels definitely have an advantage in terms of military, the Earth's military has no particularly good way to face such a top powerhouse.
Yang Changjing gritted his teeth and persisted.
But I saw a playing card thrown out. Several members of the circus chose to stand up and help at this time. They were not very strong. The acrobat and the animal trainer were shaking when they came out. After all, they were only at level seven.
But the other group of helpers is much more reliable.
Blue bullets were fired, and then two figures, one black and one white, rushed out. The Nine Color Team arrived and started fighting. .
They were helpers arranged by Du Ziming, but Lao Du didn't expect too specific a picture. He just asked them to find a situation that could subvert the situation to help the trial court and the resistance.
That's now.
Black's double spears and White's sword were swung together, coupled with Blue's gathering, and Purple's sneak attack. With the cooperation of a group of level 8 and 9 guys, they managed to restrain the red clone.
The next one, red, orange and yellow, came from multiple directions.
The actor smiled and said, "It seems that we have a lot of help."
"Oh, you guys? Have you forgotten who you are?" The black clone shook the spear in his hand: "We are in the same group."
"Sorry, I don't want to be a doppelgänger." The actor waved his hand, and several pieces of origami paper turned into birds and pecked them from both sides.
"You don't want to, but you are the clone." The spear was stabbed.
The two sides started fighting again, but the actor felt something was wrong, as if an inexplicable thought, as if another personality had resurrected in his mind.
Bing seemed to be laughing at his overestimation.
Your resistance and efforts are just part of my conspiracy.
Can not be done!
I finally returned to the resistance army... How could I turn back into a clone puppet controlled by you...
Am I really... never in control of my own destiny?
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In the darkness, light flickers.
Liu Dangren became stronger and stronger as he fought, and his brilliance connected with the soldiers behind him.
King Meng was asking his men to come over for support, but Du Ziming took advantage of her absence to mess around, and only after he was done, he led Mengjing to jump over. It really made Miss Meng Wang want to strangle him to death.
Du Ziming, on the other hand, had an expression that said you definitely can't kill me in this situation, and he really didn't deserve a beating.
In fact, the Dream King and the Witch King are the main forces fighting against the Black King. Although Lao Liu has fought with his words and explosions, he has not yet reached the king level.
And the Black King, like Liu Dangren, gets stronger the more he fights.
Maybe it's because he is bearing more of the power of darkness.
"What are you feeling guilty about? What are you afraid of? You don't dare to face yourself, so you can only bury your head in the darkness and be a coward?" Liu Dangren still didn't stop shouting: "In the end, you just surrendered. Just a coward!"
"Hehehe..." The Black King actually stopped attacking and gave the Witch King Mengwang a chance to recover: "Am I a coward? Then who are you? A madman chasing fire, a fool with wishful thinking?"
"The wisdom of obedience
Which one is more worthy of respect, the activist or the rebellious fool? Could it be the former? Come on, let this lackey of darkness see that we humans can still emit enough light even if we lose the sun! "Liu Dangren and everyone on the Bright Front merged into one with brilliance.
Du Ziming smiled and used the power of dreams to modify the surrounding environment.
Darkness disappeared from the earth. The Black King was still standing there.
Liu Dangren held the lightsaber and pointed it at him: "Even if the night is long, we have never forgotten the light."
"The night is long, we will never die, and the light will never fade."
The Black King seemed to see the White King who also broke through under his sword many years ago.
Oh, King White has been dead for two years.
He thought that after the White King, no one would do something like that again.
But now it seems that mankind's pursuit of light cannot be stopped.
"Even if your light will bring new destruction and death?" asked the Black King.
"Even if our light will bring new destruction and death." Liu Dangren said, "That is also a disaster caused by darkness, and we will fight against the disaster to the end."
They're not just talking.
The Witch King's witchcraft knocked off the Black King's arm, and the Dream King's dream power restricted the Black King's legs.
Liu Dangren held a big sword formed by light and pierced the Black King's chest.
"After you kill me, the darkness will give birth to a new king. I don't know where exactly it will be."
The Black King said: "Proud, unwilling to bow, unwilling to surrender human beings, I wish you good luck."
Since then, three of the seven kings of the past have died.
On King Xin's throne, the body under the armor became lighter and smaller.
The memory of this salary king is also fading in people's minds.
The Soul King stood in mid-air without speaking, as if he was remembering the passing of an old friend. There were disputes and conflicts among the seven kings, but no one disrespected King Xin. The five clones of skin, flesh, blood and soul destroyed all the dark monsters that wanted to attack.
Wu Hui continues to inherit King Xin's memory.
Many years after becoming the salary king, he met a young man who was very similar to himself when he was young. He was extremely talented, rational and calm, but in essence he had lofty ideals.
Like Wu Hui, he was not satisfied with Xin Wang's actions that merely maintained the existence of the situation. Although he respects King Xin, he is only willing to inherit if there is no other way.
However, King Xin was in a good situation at the time and still had a lot of time, so he was not in a hurry to find a successor. He just nurtured that teenager like a child.
And then...the boy died. King Xin couldn't remember how he died. Going out to fight the darkness? Did he die from the confrontation between people? Or something else? Ah, what's that boy's name? Is he my child or my student?
King Xin's doubts quickly disappeared because he had completely forgotten about the young man.
The flames on Wu Hui's body became even more intense.
