Chapter 127 Waiting to Die

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[Frost Wolf] The guild was completely wiped out, and all core guild members were buried under the demonic tide.

Word spread quickly.

In the Black Abyss Highlands, chat channels in various regions exploded!

[…I can’t believe it, the Frostwolf is really gone? ? ]

[I remember that their president and vice-president had just broken through level 60 not long ago, and they said they would take Frost Wolf to the level 5 guild next month]

[Their corps, tens of thousands of people, cannot resist the demonic tide? ? ]

[It's useless... I heard that in the second round of demon tide, the number of monsters in each district has exceeded 50,000. Moreover, there has been a level 4 elite level of 45, as well as a championship level. Low-level soldiers are always given food as gifts]

[Oh, it’s so uncomfortable. I have a buddy in Frostwolf. I just made an appointment yesterday to download the group copy after the magic wave is over. Now he’s gone...]

[Silence...]

[Hiss, brothers on the front line, can you still do it? If you can’t, the demonic wave is coming to my door...]

[Oh my god, why is today’s Black Abyss riot so outrageous? What happened?]

[And this is only the second round, it will probably be more terrifying later on]

[If this continues, only those super large guilds and forces can hope to resist the demonic tide]



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Two hours ago.

The Black Abyss Demonic Tide has not yet begun.

Black Abyss Highlands, south.

Sixty miles away from Shen Chi's territory.

Among the low hills, there are seven or eight human settlements that are not far apart.

Some lords developed territories here.

In the territory, various buildings are piled up sparsely.

Town planning obviously lacks unified style and organization.

It can be seen that it is the territory of some low-level lords.

at this time.

There is a relatively large territory in the middle, on the square near the city gate.

A group of people are gathering.

A man in black with a mask on his head looked arrogant and had his hands behind his back.

Behind him were five fifth-level elemental soldiers.

The bodies of the three fire elemental soldiers are a ball of golden-red energy. The whole body was surrounded by wisps of hot flames.

The two thunder element soldiers were surrounded by streaks of sizzling lightning, containing a violent aura that could burst out at any time.

Five fifth-level elemental soldiers quietly followed behind the black-clothed lord.

It exudes an extremely terrifying sense of oppression.

In front of the black-clothed lord, seven or eight lords gathered.

At this moment, their faces were all pale, their bodies were shrunken, and their energy was sluggish.

It was obvious that these lords and the black-clothed lord in front of them were in two different camps.

And the black lord for them.

Clearly a superior with greater authority.

The black-clothed masked lord looked around at the surrounding lords from a high position.

Showing a trace of undisguised contempt.

He opened his mouth with extreme arrogance:

"How about it? I've given you the conditions. If you agree, when the demonic tide comes, we can send troops to help you fight the demonic tide."

"I believe that you are not unaware of the intensity of the demonic tide. Moreover, there is no other lord north of your territory who can resist the first wave of demonic tide for you, right?"

When the other lords present heard the black-clothed lord's words, their expressions became even uglier.

One of the lords, Zhang Xingyuan, frowned.

After hesitating for a moment, he was the first to speak displeasedly:

"Let us join the [Blood Thorn]. Isn't this condition a bit too much?"

"Within one year, 80% of all output from the territory's production activities will be handed over? And the hundred strongest troops will be sent out for free to unconditionally engage in activities designated by the guild?"

Seeing someone objecting, the black-clothed lord immediately lowered his face and his air pressure suddenly dropped:

"Zhang Xingyuan, are you still unable to see clearly the current situation?"

"Without the support of our Blood Thorns, are you sure you guys can resist the invasion of the demonic tide?"

"Join us, at least you can survive safely."

"Or would you rather die under the invasion of monsters?"

The expressions of several low-level lords became worse and worse.

The other lord, obviously showing hesitation, was struggling hard.

He raised his head several times and looked at the black-clothed lord.

Zhang Xingyuan seemed to notice his hesitation and frowned:

"Wang Hong, you don't want to agree to them, do you?"

"The conditions they put forward clearly indicate that they want us to be hard laborers! Moreover, the purpose of Bloodthorn's vigorous expansion of the guild is..."

The lord named Wang Hong had a painful look on his face.

At this time, he no longer struggled. He interrupted Zhang Xingyuan and whispered:

"Brother Zhang, I can't control much else, but by joining the Blood Thorns, at least we can survive... As it is now, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the sun tomorrow."

He raised his head and glanced at Zhang Xingyuan's eyes, then quickly lowered his eyes, as if he didn't dare to look at him.

Zhang Xingyuan looked obviously disappointed.

He looked at Wang Hong:

"Wang Hong, when I took you out of the dungeon, didn't you say you would abide by my decision in the future? You also swore that you would fully support me no matter what I did."

Wang Hong lowered his head and stopped talking.

After a moment, he pursed his lips and made up his mind.

He took a few steps forward and came to the man in black. He lowered his head and said hastily:

"I am willing to join the Bloodthorn. I...I accept your conditions."

The man in black squinted at Wang Hong's actions, obviously pleased.

Then, he looked at Zhang Xingyuan proudly and jokingly, and said coldly:

"Zhang Xingyuan, your good partner has made his decision, so what is your choice?"

"By the way, I personally feel that your partner's decision is extremely correct."

Zhang Xingyuan's eyes dimmed, but the expression on his face became firm:

"I reject."

The other lords around him hesitated for a moment and then made their decisions.

The woman next to Zhang Xingyuan glanced at Zhang Xingyuan's face and said equally firmly:

"I reject."

The seven lords except Wang Hong all made the same choice.

The man in black looked at these people with extreme indifference and laughed angrily:

"Hmph, you are a bunch of idiots who don't understand current affairs. You don't think that you are very upright at this moment, do you?"

"Are you still moved by your own unwillingness to surrender?"

"idiot!"

The fire element troops and thunder element troops behind him faintly emitted powerful energy fluctuations.

It seemed like it was about to explode in the next moment.

Fortunately, the man in black did not let the elemental soldiers take action. He just cursed angrily:

"Then you just wait here to die."

"This demonic tide riot is different from the past. Facing the first wave of demonic tide, you will definitely die. There is no need for me to take action."

"Just to deal with you, I feel like I'm getting my hands dirty!"

"Walk!"

The black-clothed lord walked away.

He took five fifth-level elemental soldiers and turned around and left together.

Wang Hong plucked up the courage to look up and glanced at the lord behind him.

He found that they were all staring at him with indifferent expressions.

His former companions were clearly on opposite sides of him.

Wang Hong's face suddenly turned hot.

He turned back somewhat embarrassed.

However, a sinister thought emerged in his heart unconsciously:

It would be better if you all died! They are all dead, and it will be too late to regret it by then! You will definitely know that I am not wrong!

However, he didn't show it.

Wang Hong trembled and quickly followed the black-clothed lord to leave.

In the square, it was quiet.

The oppression brought to them by the fifth-level troops disappeared.

The atmosphere did not improve.

Instead, it was filled with a lifeless air of despair.

A lord looked grave and wailed feebly:

"...What should we do? Do we really have to wait to die?"