"Need to hide for a while?"
A low voice sounded from the fat man's mouth. He turned his head and glanced at the scene behind him, sweat dripping down his face: "The situation... is getting more and more dangerous."
"You have to have faith in...them..."
It seemed that the wound had been torn open by this period of walking, and more blood began to appear on Pamir's waist. Enduring the pain, he began to drip big beads of sweat on the ground in front of him, and still did not look back. But a relieved smile gradually appeared on his face: "Since this time... I have seen their actions countless times..."
"Workers of miracles...no one is more worthy of such a title."
"..."
The fat man did not speak anymore, but turned back and glanced again at the triangular formation consisting of a fiery red shield and three warriors following behind him, and his intimidating eyes gradually converged: "Emerald Forest... Fenghua Town..."
"My... time... may be running out..."
Pamir, who maintained his slow and heavy pace and still looked ahead, said in a slow voice: "I...cannot...stop them, and I...have no qualifications to stop them..."
"I just want...as soon as possible..."
"Finish this parade..."
boom--
A dull crashing sound suddenly appeared at the back of the team. Mengzhu, who was guarding Qian Zhihe, looked around and saw two men who were fighting together again, staggered and separated to both sides of the street. The enemy troops were overwhelmed. The half-pack of cigarettes that Xiao Hongchen had not paid attention to at first got up from the ground again. The giant sword cleared another empty space, but his eyes finally left the direction where Duan Qing and the others were, and landed on that On a shirtless, barely-equipped man: "...nice."
"If you want to die so much..."
The stone slabs on the ground were scattered by the sideways steps. The sword warrior raised his arms, and the sword in his hand passed through the debris and crowds in the sky like the wind, and finally fell to the other side like a mountain. In front of a man: "Then I'll send you on your way first!"
Xiao Hongchen, who had already fought hard with the opponent twice, finally chose to dodge, rolling to avoid the critical force of this heavy slash, and then before another diagonal attack came, he stabbed back with his body. On the opponent's sword blade: "Return carbine!"
"...Second-rate tactics."
The slight movement of the heavy sword lightly touched the blade of the long knife, but the power contained in it deflected it slightly. The half-pack of cigarettes that he pulled his body back to the front turned around and swept out a A big semicircle: "You dare to show your embarrassment in front of grandpa?"
call--
The imagined feeling of the sword entering R did not reach his hand. The man with the big sword was shocked. When he raised his sight again, he saw that the long sword that had been blocked by his sword had rolled back again together with its owner. at a further location. A nonchalant low laugh sounded from under the triangular helmet covering his face. The shirtless Xiao Hongchen shook his shoulders, then raised his long-handled Guan Dao, and rushed forward with his head wagging and his tail shaking: " Frame drop attack!”
"……I see."
Ignoring the weird name of the move called out by the other party, Half a Pack of Cigarettes easily dodged this ordinary slash: "The tumbling style of play... is that why you wear so little?"
"You actually saw through my tactics... Humph, are you scared?"
Xiao Hongchen, who proudly waved his long knife and rolled away again to distance himself, raised his nose and responded: "This is a tactical routine passed down by my eldest brother, an invincible opponent in the black market..."
"Your eldest brother...isn't he Mo Shang Qingshan?"
He glanced at the few figures who were guarding the team as if taking a walk, and his eyes with half a pack of cigarettes changed again and again: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you want to be my opponent... you are far from qualified. Woolen cloth."
"joke!"
His answer was a disdainful sneer, and the back of Guandao was deliberately exposed on his shoulder: "I should be the one to say this..."
"If you want to go over and cause trouble for our Fool Adventure Group...have you ever asked me about the underground boxing champion's sword first?"
"Okay! You can go die!"
"Come on, come on, come on, let your horse come over..."
Like a gunpowder keg, the confrontation between the two men once again broke out at the back of the street. Then, as the nearby players in black silently moved away, the one-on-one duel was pulled far away from the team. On the street corner. Half a box of cigarettes with extremely rich combat experience naturally occupies an absolute advantage in this battle. He always holds the initiative of offense and defense in his own hands, but for a man who wields an epee with two hands, his moves and turns are half a beat too slow. For a professional player, such a weird fighting rhythm still makes him feel extremely awkward.
Because he was facing a player who relied on his weight advantage to roll around blindly, and a player who was used to randomly naming moves.
"Fuck your face!"
"I am a willful windmill!"
"Righteous jump chop!"
"Echo attack! Being drunk...picking up the light and looking at the sword——"
After a dazzling and dumbfounding fight, the two sides, who had exhausted their energy, once again opened a slight distance. However, Xiao Hongchen, who reacted very quickly, suddenly jumped to the right, and then escaped from the opponent's sneak attack. While slashing the ground, he tried his best to stretch his rolling body: "Salted Fish Thrust!"
The loud sound of metal collision echoed in the deserted streets, accompanied by the light and shadow of the weapons raised by two people at the same time. It seemed that they did not expect that the half-pack of cigarettes was so powerful that they were violently thrown at the fastest speed. He pulled back his weapon, but the shirtless man did not choose the same treatment method, but jumped up high.
"New Year's Sword Technique!"
Boom!
Among the figures that were being hacked away for the first time since the beginning of the war, a proud Xiao Hongchen slammed the handle of the Guan Dao to the ground: "Hahahaha! I didn't expect that the Guan Dao of Labor and Management is rubbish. It’s a bit off, but it also has the bonus of heavy cuts..."
"Drink ah ah ah ah -"
Duan Qing, who was walking in front of him casually as if he were strolling, turned back and looked with a slightly surprised look at the direction of a certain killing sound that suddenly rose from behind. Finally, in the shadow of another sword that was swung out at will. , showing a helpless smile: "I actually really angered that guy... Let's see you at the resurrection point."
"The result of not being able to defeat the Berserker in seconds will only make the opponent stronger." Xu Yu Liushang also shook his head: "Being able to hold off the opponent for so long is already a very good result."
"There are a few people from the Wings of Freedom over there. I still have some impressions." Huanmeng, who punched an enemy away, took back his body, then looked up at the fiery red shield above his head: " Do you want to deal with them?"
"Forget it, someone has already gone."
Looking at several metal threads that appeared behind Qiyeyu, Duan Qing, who was slowly advancing, withdrew his observation gaze: "Get ready..."
"Our journey is about to reach its end."
As the fiery red shield burned, the vision in front of several people began to gradually enlarge. Finally, with the appearance of the Parliament Square, it spread to the building called the Parliament Hall in the center of the circular square. Groups of city guards, wearing extremely shining armor, stood side by side in front of the building with a solemn and intimidating power. Then, with huge noises, they faced Duan Qing and others who had just appeared on the edge of the square. Man: "Mob! Stop!"
"I don't know... I thought we were in a military parade."
Listening to the uniform sound of metal shaking the ground, Duan Qing covered his lowered face with his hands: "Such a huge momentum..."
"If they behave like this when facing the Empire, then do we still need to go this far?"
Xuyu Liushang, who was standing there with a long sword, reached out and brushed his long hair that was fluttering in the wind, and let out a burst of mature and charming laughter: "Only in front of us will they be able to do this."
"The characteristics of the principality people are perfectly reflected in them." Huan Meng also smiled and pointed to the wall of people in front: "This is not the first time I have seen it in the past two days..."
"Let you see such a scene... it is really not what we want."
Pamir, who had been walking at the front but was now as weak as an old man, panted and said, looking at the figure in front without wavering: "This may be the fate that a principality deserves, but it should not become a principality. The future we deserve.”
"Yang, I'll leave it to you next." He whispered to the fat man next to him: "Let's get started."
"President Hosman of the Principality!"
A moment later, the fat man's thunderous shouts followed Pamir's whispers one after another: "I am Pamir! I am here...in my own name...to comment on the remarks you made before. , lodge the most solemn protest!”
"I express my strongest objection to your previous accusations against a series of people, including me!"
"In view of the above two items, as well as other people's reports..."
"I am here, in the name of the Speaker of the Principality, to impeach you for treason!"
"Please immediately give up your position as President of the Principality and accept the trial of the Principality!"
"What a bastard Charles! Come out if you can! What kind of man is he hiding in the halls of Parliament... Well, I added that last sentence myself."
Looking at Pamir's smiling face next to him and the sideways glances of several people behind him, the fat man scratched his head in embarrassment, then stretched out his hands and picked up the speaker who was almost kneeling on the ground due to fatigue: "Okay..."
"My mission is over."
The whistling sound unique to magic suddenly rose in front of the parliament hall with the appearance of these weak words, and then turned into strange fireballs burning with black light, piercing the air as an old man behind the city guard turned around. , hitting the heads of the team on the edge of the square one after another. The fiery red shield continued to tremble under the continuous black fire attacks, and the range gradually shrank as Duan Qing and the others joined in the joint resistance. Finally, the penultimate fireball exploded with light and shadow. It scattered into fragments all over the sky and disappeared as a certain red-haired girl fell to the ground. Among the team members who were also injured and fell to the ground due to the sharing of injuries, an inconspicuous black sword light flashed like electricity. After interweaving a black sword network, they turned around and pulled out a large sword arc. . It seemed that the last black fireball from the sky was cut into a piece of powder visible to the naked eye under the cutting of the sword net, and then transformed into a piece of black light that swallowed the sky. Just when he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, he was blocked by the sword. The arc instantly slashed through several players in front of him and their eyes widened, as if they couldn't believe what had happened before.
"The magic resistance on the clothes is 30%."
Duan Qing, who had already disappeared from the spot, his explanation voice seemed to come from a distant place: "And the damage transformed by the red lotus barrier... seems to be counted as magic damage."
"You..." The man in the windbreaker, who was half-kneeling on the ground, reluctantly spat out the blood in his mouth: "You have to steal the limelight every time."
"It's just that the blood volume left behind is slightly higher than yours."
Amid the screams from behind, Duan Qing, who had caused a bloody storm, suddenly returned to everyone: "The time to stack attack power is only twenty seconds, so we can't waste it."
He turned his head and glanced at Mengzhu, who was taking care of Qian Zhihe, and then looked back at the end of the street in the distance, where the imperial front line was still gradually approaching, and finally squatted on the pavilion again amid the orderly progress of the city guards ahead. In front of Mir: "Is there anything else you want to say?"
It was not Pamir's voice that answered him, but his actions - the speaker who had lost his strength struggled to take out a pen from his arms, and then handed it to Duan Qing's hand: "It's not the empire... there is no sword. …”
"Just use this pen instead."
He lowered his hand and his voice was so weak that only the people around him could hear: "This is my first time marching..."
"Finish it for me."
"……Understood."
Looking at the fat man with the same solemn expression, Duan Qing slowly stood up straight, then waved the dagger in his hand while casting his gaze on the parliament hall in front of him: "Can you still stand up?"
"...The people here were all members of Cruxide. How can we write the word "not good"? No way."
"Don't show off, your equipment was almost destroyed before. You just used R to carry it..."
"Why, this is a man's romance! You girls won't understand..."
"...Romanticism is Mr. Huanmeng's preference, and his style...is somewhat similar to Mr. Xiao Hongchen's."
"I hope he doesn't become the second reckless man."
Shaking his head and walking to the front of the team, Duan Qing exchanged glances with the teammates behind him, then faced the wall of people approaching the city guards and slowly took his steps: "Otherwise... Our dignified Fool Adventure Team is going to expel another redundant player."
"Laozi is now the president of Dawn Glory! He is not from your adventure group!" The tattered windbreaker immediately appeared next to him, and at the same time Huanmeng's fist was raised in anger: "I want Laozi to eat." Turn around...you guys are not qualified now!"
"... Ning Lan, put this in your account, this guy will never be hired."
"Ha, wait until you form a guild similar to ours before you say this to me! I might think about it then..."
"What a weight you guys have."
A fierce battle broke out again, with two simultaneous attacks of a sword and a punch, completely pulling the Parliament Square where the human wall was smashed into chaos, and this chaos also followed the two city guards. The siege on the other side was captured by the free world system to another dimension, and then in an almost identical scene, a new system prompt was placed in the ears of the other two teams.
[The first phase ends, the second phase begins——]
[Seize control of Parliament Square. 】
