Challenge missions are a gameplay method often used in some games of the previous generation. Designers often design an environment like an arena, a fair rule that may have conditions attached, and then let players compete in the same environment. Complete wheel-like challenges one after another under certain conditions, and use each other's kill results to determine who can go further. However, what is different from ordinary competitive games is that the opponents in such challenging tasks are often not players of the same type, but opponents who have also been designed by the designer. Therefore, although the level of difficulty is very high, there are still people I never tire of studying the routines and playing methods of such challenging tasks, and publish my achievements in overcoming difficulties, along with my own strategies and experiences. In the past, whether it was ordinary role-playing, role-shooting, or other game methods that did not belong to the standard mode, this popular game method had also been loved by many game companies and players, but when players After we have entered the era of virtual reality, designers who pursue simulating reality rarely use such level design methods, because this extremely difficult way of overcoming not only has too high requirements for virtual operations, but also does not meet their " The pursuit of the concept of "virtual reality".
Unexpectedly, after decades, this rule would appear in front of players in this way.
"Is this...challenge mode?" Looking at the figure who was standing there without any movement, Fuhua Sijin in the commentary channel murmured: "Is it still a virtual challenge?"
"A play within a play..." Duan Qing sighed and said: "To implement the challenge mode in this way...hey, you can really think of it."
"Presumably after this opponent is defeated, more opponents will appear, right?"
"The premise is that they deserve to be... well, copied by that doctor, just like this swordsman who looks very powerful... Is he really powerful? How far can this simulation be achieved? If this represents I’m really interested in the level of science and technology in the free world a few hundred years from now.”
"According to what this guy said before, our current emperor was already a figure hundreds of years ago." Thinking of the introduction that the man had read before, he pointed at the blooming flowers on the stage and began his own analysis: "Of course this is also a royal guard..."
"Don't you know him? This guy named Quining..."
"I don't know, um... who is from the Frei Empire? Maybe he will know something?"
"Do you want to get to know the details of this figure before the contestants?" Duan Qing's voice chuckled: "I'm sorry, I don't know where I am from."
The scene on the stage finally changed. It was several players who passed through the cylindrical light curtain and entered the inside of the platform. The few people who looked at the Sword of Justice on the stage were blooming with flowers, but they were still chatting. With some irrelevant content: "Okay, okay, I know you don't want to say it. If you accidentally reveal your whereabouts, it will be another tragedy. But... based on my understanding of the empire, this is called It seems that Quining's swordsman is not very famous, otherwise judging from his performance, countless players would have gone to learn from him."
boom!
The hair-raising golden sword energy centered on the swordsman's body and flew in all directions of the circular platform. Then, mixed with the figures of some players who were hurriedly avoiding it, it hit the side wall of the circular light pillar. ——The players of the Sword of Justice headed by Grayson cautiously approached him. Before any other movement was made, the swordsman who had been standing still suddenly raised his head, and a light flashed in his eyes. Then, layers of sword shadows spread across the sky before their eyes. The players who were prepared naturally withdrew in advance and were not hurt by this rain-like attack. However, before they could stand upright, the scattered sword energy appeared in the audience's sight. It had already flown in front of them.
"It's actually the Eight Directions Sword Qi..." Duan Qing sighed: "It's a bit powerful."
"This is the first opponent. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be so difficult." Fanhua's eyes fell on the metal floor scratched by the sword energy: "Look, the directions are all standard forty-five degrees. ...It is indeed the rigorous style of the royal family.”
The members of the Sword of Justice who were scattered everywhere exchanged a look with each other, and then the bald knight holding a large shield stood in front. According to the standard posture of team combat, he slowly pushed in the direction of the swordsman. The golden sword energy then shot up again in the center of the platform, and the accompanying sounds of metal collisions and magic bombings also began to appear in front of Xue Ling Huanbing and others, and several people talked to each other in low voices. He was sitting, paying attention to other movements around this hall, while discussing the battle in front of him: "Have you... heard of this swordsman?"
"What the doctor said may be true. This guy may really be hiding in the palace..."
"Our power has not yet penetrated deeply into the empire's royal family, so the authenticity of this character remains to be seen. Maybe... maybe we were really deceived by this doctor..."
"Whether this is a real person or not, the figure in front of us is the opponent we must face." Xue Ling Huan Bing, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, concluded in a low voice: "If they succeed, it will be our turn next. .”
"That's right, since the game is designed like this, we have to continue fighting." Huanhai Kuangxing, who was carrying an ax gun, laughed: "It doesn't matter if he is a swordsman or something, as long as he wins, it will be fine ! No matter how powerful you are... you should have a higher chance of winning than if you hit someone, right?"
"It's hard to say, God knows whether that doctor will go crazy." Fengqiao Tingyu, who was staring at the platform, responded in a low voice: "The enemy in front of us is simple, but that doesn't mean it will be like this in the future, and we have to be careful about the Sword of Justice. Will it lead to any bad ideas or stumbling blocks..."
"Hey, then aren't we at a loss?" Arisaema, who was covered in black armor, knocked on the shield in his hand: "This quinine seems to be very simple. If I had known earlier, we should have been allowed to go up first... Look, it's another Bafang attack. The sword energy cannot be straighter."
"The time is fixed and the direction is fixed. It seems that this is the only skill that can threaten them." Fengqiao Tingyu, who plays a military role, also analyzed and said: "The remaining attacks are supported by large shields, and they have mages. They win. ...It seems like it’s just a matter of time.”
"But this ultimate move is really cool, and the color is gold... Well, it seems they are going to attack in general."
"Two cycles are enough. It takes too long and is not good for them."
"Hey, are you referring to the sunset scene just now? Let me remind you, it is also live broadcast now. If he hears it, he will come back to settle the score with you..."
"Why, labor and management are not afraid of wind and thunder, how can we be afraid of him? Hmm... He is almost out of blood. He is almost out of blood."
"Is there no explosion before death? It's really disappointing..."
Time passed minute by minute in such a scene, and then suddenly stopped with a low groan, and the figure of the swordsman who had been sharpened countless times by fireballs and swords finally stopped holding his shoulders. After waving the sword shadow: "Okay! Stop! Your fighting power is really good, maybe I should give you a little red flower..."
call--
The voice of the man from before suddenly sounded from above the hall, and the swordsman's body disappeared like the wind, replaced by the slightly confused eyes of several Sword of Justice players who still maintained their fighting posture, and that The doctor muttered to himself in a low voice: "The intellectual reproduction is still far behind, and I can only read the first sentence of my lines..."
"Wow, this person... went too far." Duan Qing shouted outside the court: "Are people who haven't watched Sword of Justice still immersed in the battle? He actually thinks the simulation is not good?"
"Everyday self-bragging." Fanhua Sijin shook her head and said, "But...if that is really the black technology developed by the doctor himself..."
"Let's not talk about what will happen in the free world in the future. The next battle... will probably be difficult."
The same point of view seems to have appeared in the hearts of Xue Ling Huan Bing and others, because their brows also wrinkled as the battle suddenly ended, but the voice of the man above them did not seem to intend to leave them. There was no time to think about it, and the system's beep also brought their thoughts back to the scene in front of them.
"...Holy shit."
Huanhai Kuangxing cursed: "Are you really playing like this?"
"Are you still doubting?" The big man in black armor on the side looked at each other sideways: "When we were excusing each other just now, I didn't see you, a fighting fanatic, come out and say a few words."
"I am a fighting enthusiast, not a fool." Huanhai Kuangxing twisted his nose and replied: "Since someone is going to try, they must be in the front line. Besides, our health points are not full at that time... Huh?"
"I said... what kind of doctor is that?" Gregson, who also noticed that his health was slowly recovering, raised his head and asked, "Do you want to continue fighting?"
"Oh, of course, how can this test be enough?"
The man's voice replied from above: "Hailes' breath of life will restore it, but the effect is slow, and it cannot restore severe injuries such as severed limbs, so... if there is any self-treatment method, please feel free to use it."
"Uh, that...that's not what I asked..."
"I know what you want to ask, but you don't need to know so much!" The man's voice suddenly became louder: "You should accept this gift with gratitude and continue my experiment! Otherwise... I can’t guarantee that what appears in your nose the next moment is not something poisonous!”
"Do you...understand? Huh? It seems that I understand. Very good, next one."
boom!
As another beam of light fell, a figure appeared again in the center of the platform, and the doctor's enthusiastic introduction began to echo in the ears of all the players. However, the few players present were no longer in the mood to listen to his boasting, because they were still very familiar with the figure that appeared on the field at this time.
"……Ha ha ha ha!"
The burst of laughter appeared after a period of silence, and at the same time there were the gloating expressions of several members of the Sword of Justice and the gestures of "please come in": "I originally wanted to grab it from you, but now I have to let it go." ”
"This is Master Flo of our principality. You Imperial people...can you enjoy it?"
"One person from the Principality and one person from the Empire. This system is really fair."
Fengqiao Tingyu on the other side of the platform smiled bitterly and said: "It's just this strength... the gap is a bit bigger."
"What's wrong? You all appear one by one, as if you've seen a ghost." Huanhai Kuangxing asked doubtfully: "Is this guy very powerful?"
"Brother Kuangxing didn't take part in the battle of Fars Fortress, so he may not have heard of this person."
Before Fengqiao Tingyu could begin to explain, a certain thief player squatting in the corner silently glanced at the frowning woman and took on the responsibility of explaining: "He is a blacksmith who is stationed in Fals Fortress. , although he has extremely high forging skills, he has a weird personality and doesn’t communicate with others very much. He lives in the sewer area of the fortress all year round, and he relies entirely on his mood when crafting equipment..."
"Let's get to the point!" The man carrying an ax gun hurriedly interrupted the other party: "Is he strong? Have you ever fought against him?"
"...No, but..."
The thief named Nan Xiaowu hesitated for a while: "The superiors told us not to attack the underground area unless necessary, and try not to provoke that person."
"……Ah."
Looking at the strong man with white hair and beard who had condensed into shape and was still standing silently, Huanhai Kuangxing's eyes gradually narrowed: "Didn't we capture the fortress? Where is he now?"
"He disappeared."
The thief player's eyes were still on the central figure, but his thoughts drifted to an unknown distance: "That night we organized thirty people and wanted to go underground at night to complete an attack, but we found that place By then...he was gone."
"The only things left there are some forging materials and tools, and a furnace that is still warm."
"Hmm... doesn't it sound very powerful?"
Huanhai Kuangxing, who was bowing his head in thought, shook his shoulders, then stepped forward amidst the joking gazes from the opposite side, and took the lead in standing in front of the light curtain: "In the end... weren't you scared away? "
"No, we didn't meet him." The thieves behind rushed to answer: "So whether he has the legendary strength, we also..."
"Okay, no need to say more."
The man carrying the ax gun turned back, interrupted the other party's words, then waved to the others, and stepped into the range of the platform: "Since you didn't succeed..."
"Then let's just make up for it!"
He showed a ferocious smile, and suddenly rushed in the direction of the figure. The ax gun dragged out a spark of gold and iron behind his feet, and then with the man's raised arm, he swung it to the head of the tall figure in an instant. . The imaginary scene of anyone being hacked away did not appear in front of everyone. The figure of the Mad Star from the Fantasy Sea suddenly stopped in the middle surrounded by the light curtain, and the ax gun seemed to tear the space apart. The tip of the spear also stopped on the huge palm that the strong man suddenly stretched out.
"I... was once an apprentice who didn't understand anything. I was young and ignorant."
The white beard and hair slowly opened as the human figure named Flo raised his head. At the same time, there were the copper bell-like eyes of the strong man: "But now..."
"Ordinary steel can no longer be discerned by me."
He grabbed hard and dragged Huanhai Kuangxing's still struggling but unable to move the ax gun into his hand. His other big hand like a cattail fan suddenly waved and slapped the original owner of the ax gun away. . The next moment, a high wall of ice rose in front of the strong man, barely blocking his sight. Arisaemaris, who arrived shortly afterwards, caught the rapidly falling Huanhai Kuangxing. Body, the white-armored figure holding swords in both hands has already crossed the two people and rushed towards the location of the ice wall.
"Start the war!"
she whispered.
