The magic tower built by the Witch King fell down. Here, Ren Yin relied on the blessing of the tower to kill countless high-level doomsday cultists and dark monsters. But now, the second generation Black King has destroyed it.
The power of darkness is endless, and the Black King is invincible in this night.
Ren Yin hid somewhere in the city.
Lin Qingwen was feeding her next to her. Ren Yin found it difficult to take care of himself in a short period of time.
"There are definitely hidden dangers in using a mortal body to control the darkness." Ren Yin recovered a little and asked Lin Qingwen to take out the healing scroll from her pocket: "But those hidden dangers will all be suppressed by the darkness. If there is a chance to put his If the darkness is temporarily stripped away, then this guy will be directly crushed by the consumption accumulated before."
She had an idea in her mind to kill a king-level powerhouse.
"Let's go to the Tower of the Sun." Ren Yin's face was still very pale.
Lin Qingwen nodded, carried Ren Yin on her back, and suddenly asked: "If we can kill this guy, even if we lose so many things, can it be considered a victory?"
Ren Yin: "Of course, it's worth it even if we all die. Doomsday sects will no longer be a problem within a few years."
The two of them don't know yet that a new Black King will appear after the Black King dies. Ren Yin just thought that this guy was a new king-level powerhouse from the Doomsday Sect.
And she was keenly aware that this guy had prophetic abilities, but the fate-disturbing magic left by the Witch King in the city was still operating. Therefore, if there is an opportunity, send this king-level powerhouse to the Tower of the Sun and kill him using firewood and sun debris pits.
But on the way to transfer, they were discovered by the Black King.
——
Soldiers came to the city. He raised his hand first, and the red light swept across. Most of the nine-color team died immediately, orange, green and yellow died one after another, and black and white were seriously injured. The Starry Sky Circus was swept away by the attack.
In fact, Black and White's survival was somewhat beyond Bing's expectation. But he didn't bother to finish the attack, and instead walked towards the actor who was still struggling.
"It's a pity that they have been guarding you, and my plan has never been able to be completed. But it's not bad now." Bing said to the actor, "Okay, it's time to end."
Behind the actor, you can see that the resistance soldiers have not given up yet. They are a group of ordinary people, but they have the courage to open fire on the super players who are no different from gods. Of course this won't be of any use.
The elite soldiers of the resistance army, equipped with advanced weapons, are under concentrated attack fire, and are led by intermediate and advanced players. There is a slight possibility of damage to level ten.
After all, some level 10s have relatively low defense.
The soldiers' defense is not very high either. But he is not high in the eleventh level. These advanced weapons containing technology from another world hit him... without any pain at all.
The actor is still struggling, and the soldier is not in a hurry. Seeing this group of people protecting the actor, they also wanted to lead the actor to retreat.
After the actor fully regains control, it will be interesting to control him to kill these resistance fighters, right?
Chess, chess. The two of them, who are level 13, will definitely be the overlords of this world in the future. As a Yuan Cong, and he will soon become a level 12 player, he will definitely be in a high position by then. The future is bright.
Bing has a bright future ahead of him.
He played chess by himself and many opponents were helpless. Lengxue who stayed behind at the Tribunal headquarters and Peony from Baihua came together, but they could barely parry.
Mantis goes to North America to find Don Quixote in the library. The spider is negotiating with the ant.
Now everyone is really involved in this battle.
As a thirteenth-level chess player, he single-handedly defeated many people who came to support him. A group of people under his command began to challenge the demon Black Death in an attempt to gain promotion.
Black Death games, regardless of genre, are bound to cause a lot of casualties.
There are bloody killings everywhere in Asia, Europe and Africa.
They would be buffed in a Black Plague game, while Resistance and Inquisition are woefully under-served by high-level players. In the past, the resistance army also made plans to use ordinary people's troops to fight against players, but now these players are too strong.
Most of them are level 10 players. How do you fight?
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The situation seemed to be getting desperate.
The instructor was hit by the chess master. He spat out a mouthful of blood, but saw a hand from behind him stretching out to support his shaky body.
The dusty military chess seems to have traveled a long way, and now it is finally back.
He looked at the chess set and the cities that were plunged into destruction and darkness: "Is this the world you want?"
"What? Are you going to start class again?" The chess piece floating in the air still looked elegant and calm. There is a sharp contrast with military chess.
Although the military chess game has returned, the People's United Army and Perlman still have the upper hand. So Chess is not too worried.
"No, there is no need to waste words on people who cannot educate them ideologically." Junqi straightened his collar and led his teammates to land on the North African land first: "You are too far away, so you should come down today. "
West Asia, Africa, Europe.
Everyone felt an infinite air flow sweeping through them. Every player feels their power slipping away.
Regardless of friend or foe, all are weakened. The stronger the person, the greater the weakening.
Junqi looked at the super players of the Human Alliance landing on the ground one after another, with obviously serious expressions. Such a large-scale weakening is also very tiring for him.
"You are really used to being aloof. If you were allowed to rule the world, would there still be room for all people to stand? Come and experience the power of mortals today!"
"The whole army attacks! The justice of our rebel army in this battle is irrefutable, and we will definitely defeat the enemy. Anyone who participates in the Black Death Game will be killed without mercy, and surrender will not be accepted!"
The magical skill of military chess - the mortal realm.
The sound reached the ears of everyone in the resistance, including the actors.
His strength plummeted to level seven at this moment, but the soldiers in front were only at level eight, and the control power of the clone had disappeared.
Looking at the somewhat panicked soldier, the actor was silent for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Hahahahaha, okay!"
Behind him, the resistance fighters were fully armed and ready to take action at any time. Most of them are ordinary people, without any weakening.
The actor picked up the spear and pointed it forward: "I have a new song, do you want to listen to it?"
Bing was silent, just looking at the outstanding soldiers of the resistance army speechlessly. But the actor did not wait for his answer, but sang and came at the same time.
This time his singing was not elegant at all, he just shouted it directly.
"The roar of the Great Wall garrison shook the prince——"
In Daze Township, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang shouted out a sentence that shocked the ages: "Princes, generals, Xiang Ning, have the guts!" This was the prelude to the demise of the Qin Dynasty.
"Green Forest Red Eyebrow chopped off the noble man's head!"
The Xinmang reforms have made it difficult for the people to make a living, and the green forest and red eyebrows have risen up one after another.
"The yellow scarf has changed and the sky has raised its hand——"
"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky must stand." At the end of the Han Dynasty, the people who were overwhelmed by the powerful, aristocratic families, and eunuchs tied yellow scarves on their heads and began to resist.
"One million people died in Wulang Liaodong!"
Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty conquered Goguryeo three times, resulting in countless casualties. In addition, he abused the power of the people and was so happy about his success that he forced the people of the world to live in dire straits. People sang the song of Wuxiang Liaodong and began to rebel.
"Tian Jie stepped on the prince's head, and the stone man looked at him and made the world angry!"
Huang Chao's army chopped off the heads of the noble families, and the rebels at the end of the Yuan Dynasty shouted, "Only for the sake of the common people, not for the master, and only one man can make up for the defects in the way of heaven" and began to rebel against the Yuan Dynasty.
As long as there is oppression, there will be resistance. The starter of the resistance may not be the final winner, but he is definitely the buryer of the old era! No matter how high-minded the guy is, he will sink into the dust and be buried!
The final victors often shrink in the face of power and only dare to take action after the rebels make the first noise. Eventually he became various princes and generals. But how can they compare in personality with the rebels who roared out the first time?
The actors led the charge, and their songs received many responses.
After the first half of the song, the rebels suffered heavy casualties, but they still surrounded their severely weakened opponents. Even a few people from the circus bravely stood up to fight against the soldiers. The actor follows
Continuing with the second paragraph:
"Every time there is oppression, there is a hero!"
The actor held a spear and stood in front of him. He was severely wounded by the soldier but did not stop singing:
"Follow me through countless years—"
All those who have resisted oppression and injustice for thousands of years, both at home and abroad, seem to appear as shadows behind the actor. Charge together.
"We move forward together and make arrows."
The charge horn sounded, and the rebel flag flew.
"With the battle flag rolled up, it's the Ten Thousand Chong Tower!"
The actor finally killed his own body, and the soldier, with an expression of disbelief, was killed by a group of ordinary people with weapons led by intermediate players while the resistance forces suffered heavy casualties.
"The singing is not over yet the sky is not white, the battle continues undefeated."
"Our resistance is not over yet. Generation after generation will come."
"Ha...hahahahahahaha." The actor finished singing and felt relaxed.
The real body is dead, and no one can control him from now on. He is free, he can control his own destiny and contribute to the cause of the resistance according to his own ideas.
But……
He didn't notice that his chest was bleeding until the actor's laughter became softer and quieter until it disappeared.
The soldier's last blow before his death hit him in the heart.
Alas, it looks like I'm going to die too.
What a pity, it seems like I have to sing it again.
The actor closed his eyes, feeling satisfied and a little regretful.
In one city after another, the strong players who participated in the Black Death game were captured by armies composed of many middle- and low-level players and even ordinary people.
At the same time, in the battlefield space, three level 13 players seemed to feel what was happening in the outside world.
"Although it is shocking, how long can he sustain suppressing so many people?" Perlman asked indifferently.
The presiding judge's Overlord Spear remained invincible under the siege of the two men: "It won't take too long. Because from now on, I will use my full strength."
The many military symbols in his hand began to float in the air.
A book is opened. The chains behind the presiding judge suddenly broke one by one. Perlman narrowed his eyes and couldn't see what the presiding judge was doing for a while.
Meanwhile, in the game. Wu Hui's Xinwang inheritance is coming to an end. Probably the last few hours left.
"The actor had already thought about this part when he came on stage. However, the final singing voice was originally going to be a bit more subtle, but it was deleted considering that it might be more sensitive.
Please vote, collect, subscribe, reward and praise. The next chapter is Wu Hui's highlight. It is the ending that I have been envisioning for a long time when writing the story of Nightfall.
There are only two updates today, but this one has 3,000 words. Only a thousand less than usual.”
