Since she abandoned her account and was reborn, Xue Ling Huan Bing has never deliberately concealed her identity. In her eyes, the troubles caused by her past identities are far less important than what she wants to pursue now. The reason why I have persisted in concealing and keeping a low profile until now is mainly because I have always obeyed the wishes of a certain person, even if I would do many other things that are not in line with my habits or even in line with my own wishes because of that person's requirements. , she also cleverly hid these differences because of the happiness she had longed for in this short period of time.
But such persistence is limited to situations where it does not have a negative impact on Duan Qing himself.
"This level of energy surge..."
Running and turning the next corner, her feet dragged out two long trajectories in front of the purple light curtain. Her body, which had been seriously injured, exploded with unimaginable power. In an instant, Rushing to the front of the eternal wall: "Duan... Linyuan Duanshui! Where are you?"
"Are you still alive?" Amidst the scene of countless black waterfalls rushing downwards from above the light curtain, her face lying on the other end also reflected an anxious look: "Give me an answer! Give me an answer quickly. !otherwise--"
"Why are you back?"
A weak voice then sounded in her ears, and the voice that was already weak due to the interweaving of countless energies became particularly obvious in her ears: "I didn't ask you... to send Maggie out of the city. Of?"
"It has been handed over to the Lou family's two men to deal with it."
Using hands and feet, they arrived at the location of the light curtain. Xue Ling Huan Bing, whose face instantly relaxed, clung tightly to the other side of the Eternal Wall where Duan Qing was: "You, are you okay? Really, you are all right." It’s already reached this point, why do you still need to divide your troops and go to my side——”
"I didn't send the person there, it was that guy."
He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the blue-haired silver-armored female swordsman who was still walking through the black sky above the purple light screen. Duan Qing's voice seemed to follow him as he lay with his back against the light screen. He became weak due to his sitting posture: "Besides... you don't look too good either. Did you get beaten up?"
"It's okay, I'm okay." Xue Ling Huan Bing hurriedly wiped the blood on her cheek and shook her head: "I just met a few players and I can't hold them in my arms..."
"Well, it sounds miserable." Duan Qing moved the back of his head against the light wall slightly as he shook his head: "I originally thought we would be able to meet up at the Wind Eagle Tavern soon. "
"Don't talk about death and rebirth as if it's a common occurrence." Xueling Huanbing, who was also half-kneeling on the ground, knocked on the surface of the light wall in front of her: "Just live well, we still have a bigger task to complete! "
"Okay, okay, don't sound so sad."
He waved his hand without looking back, and Duan Qing's laughter filled his reply: "It's just a routine meal, and you won't really become a dead person. You behave like this Being so sad, those NPCs will not be shaken even a little bit..."
"Speaking of which, did Maggie think of something?" His eyes became slightly brighter, and he suddenly tilted his head amid the collision of countless black energies: "What else happened over there? "
"That's right." After a slight pause, Xue Ling Huan Bing's eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance: "She, she saved my life, and showed extraordinary fighting ability... You are How do you know this, and does it have anything to do with her mental state?"
"The system tasks I received have changed."
His fingers continued to operate on his system interface, and Duan Qing's voice then echoed within the range that only these two people could hear: "Although the mission goal has not changed, the mission content has changed from helping Maggie to In order to assist Maggie, even though only one word was changed, the system still kindly gave a special reminder..."
"She must have remembered something, so she has the ability to act independently." He sighed with a slightly focused look: "Poor Maggie, with such a bad fate, she still has to face such a cruel fate in the end. Reality……"
"The formal confrontation between us and Violet started from the moment you took Maggie away." Xueling Huanbing's voice also became deeper: "Your decision may be the beginning of helping her awaken. As long as We have the name of resisting the Violet Tower..."
"My decision can't change much." Shaking his head and interrupting the other party's words, Duan Qing said in a low voice: "And... we don't necessarily have to go against the Violet Tower completely."
"What?" Xue Ling Huan Bing, who looked weak, stared at her eyes: "Do you want to raise your hands and surrender? You have already worked hard to this point——"
"Listen, we are just ordinary players now, both in terms of strength and influence."
In the scene where countless black storms were still raging behind him, Duan Qing, who was half sitting on the ground, dragged his body and turned around: "Without our actions, things might not have changed much today, but we I won’t give up on the current mission just because of this. These seemingly ordinary and small problems...may change the fate of those characters in the future."
"Even at this point, my idea has not changed." His eyes stared at the Snow Spirit Fantasy Ice that was very close at hand: "Do you understand?"
"..."
"Well, I don't force you to do the same."
Looking at the other party's motionless and determined expression, Duan Qing sighed softly: "But at least it can't ruin our plan. This can always be done, right?"
"...Hmm." Still staring at the other person, Xue Ling Huan Bing nodded slowly: "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
"very good."
No longer looking at each other's bodies, the two bodies, which were no more than a few centimeters apart, came together back to back again: "I define the BOSS battle here as a protracted battle, because with the strength of the few of us, it is simply impossible. After defeating Violet, the meaning of our survival here is just to hold back this biggest enemy, and at the same time buy time and space for you on the sidelines."
"In order to achieve this goal, you must go somewhere else now." He raised his staff, and the movement that seemed to want to cast a spell stopped in mid-air: "Since you have given up on Maggie's side, route, then you just go to the other side.”
"You mean...the disc?"
"Yes, that disk."
Duan Qing's eyes turned to another direction, and Duan Qing's eyes seemed to have penetrated the black fog shrouded in the wall of light: "The people from the Knights Templar should have gone, and most of the people from the Flame Dragon Beast are also there, although I don’t know what the situation is like, but I guess... no matter who hands the disc falls into, it won’t be a good thing for us.”
"Go and check the situation."
The flames that were enough to turn the black sky into red rose into the sky as Duan Qing said these words, and with a blazing sound, they gradually spread towards the source of black energy high above, and stood up at the same time. Duan Qing then took his own steps, and his figure slowly disappeared into this hell of red and black: "If possible, try to control your destiny in your own hands."
"You... what about you?" Xueling Huanbing stood up and knocked on the light wall in front of her: "What do you want to do?"
"The people up there are almost exhausted and they need to change shifts."
Duan Qing said this in a self-deprecating voice. Duan Qing paused for a moment and then showed his last back: "I told you not to care about gains and losses for a while, go quickly."
"I will meet you after resurrecting in the tavern later."
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"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
"Holy crap! Where did you get that?"
"Don't worry about so much! Let me give them a big reward! Drink!"
“Wait, wait—waaaaaaaaaaaaah!”
The blazing flames suddenly appeared in the center of the streets and alleys of Tanzania City along with several scattered panicked figures, and then flew towards the surrounding sky using the outlines of the streets and alleys as tracks, dragging everyone behind them. The missile-like objects resembling magic fireworks then turned into several louder and dazzling fireballs, accompanied by the collision of various types of swords and guns and the screams, occupying every corner of the blue sky. In the constant screams of terror from the residents of Tanzania City, the undisguised fighting between players also appeared one after another in their eyes hiding in their respective houses. They looked at each other's opponents. None of his eyes changed due to the appearance of these explosions. The bloodshot blood rising from anger also made these eyes red: "It's those magic fireworks again!"
"Wahahahaha! You idiots, you didn't even hit...ahhhhhh!"
"Kill another one! Keep firing! Kill them all back!"
"Protect the President!"
The swords swung one after another, reflecting each other's faces again and again, and then slashed towards their respective targets with splashes of blood, and one of the parties called the president by half of these players commanded The reporter also suppressed the anxiety rising in his heart again and again, and at the same time glanced back and forth at the movements around him with uneasy eyes: "Withstand the trash of these flame dragon beasts! They can't kill them!"
"Don't skimp on ammunition! Use all the magic missiles on them!"
"Aren't you afraid that the guards of Tanzania City will come to you and cause trouble?"
As countless players standing around the fisherman shouted for kill, another question from the front line echoed around here: "The city of Tanzania will be devastated because of your madness, you are massacring! "
"Slaughter? Look to my left and right."
Pointing to the figures of players swaying in the depths of the street beside him, the fisherman shouted loudly towards the source of the sound: "Who is surrounding us now? It's you Flamedramon! And..."
"We were not the first to use magic missiles!" He yelled, pointing at the face of the drunkard who kept smashing the players around him, and his arms holding a wooden box tightened slightly: " If we hadn't arrived in time, you might have snatched it from Sherman!"
"Come on, you are not allies of the Violet Tower."
The plausive question turned into a deep laugh in an instant. The drunkard named Duzui Duxing then staggered a few steps forward again: "After all, after being our bitter rivals for so many years, you think I don't know what you are thinking. What? You and the scum of your guild have already betrayed His Royal Highness, right? You want to take advantage of the situation and profit from it!"
"Ha, so what? Aren't the things in my hands in the end?" Raising the wooden box in his hand, the big shield warrior named Moyuman gritted his teeth: "As long as you wait for me If I go back and break the magic on this wooden box, that ancient relic will be mine!"
"So you don't even know anything, why are you still getting involved here..."
Touching his nose helplessly, Duzui Duxing murmured in a low voice and punched another sneak attacker who wanted to take the opportunity to touch his back: "And with your IQ, I highly doubt it. Can you guys break the magic on that wooden box...Looking at the marks on it, you might have tried it several times already, right?"
"Stop talking nonsense, this thing is mine now anyway." The fisherman hugged the wooden box again in his arms and shouted with all his strength: "Come and rob it if you can, you lackeys of the imperial nobles!"
boom!
The loud shock then drowned out the raised voice and Du Zui Du Xing's next response. It was replaced by the strong wind caused by his sudden punch, which seemed to have accumulated in this conversation. With a sufficient distance advantage, he no longer concealed his murderous intention. He lunged forward and fully unleashed his punch: "Die!"
"Do you think I'm mentally retarded?"
In the scene where the figures of the surrounding players and the surrounding walls suddenly collapsed backwards, the fisherman, who had been prepared for a long time, stood on the spot with his shield raised and his taunting words gradually emerged after the dust dispersed: "Between us. We have been friends for such a long time, why can’t I see your intentions and actions?”
"...Your shield protection skills seem to have improved again."
He frowned, then grinned and jumped in the direction of the big shield warrior: "But... the movement is still as clumsy, Oogway."
"Ha, come if you have the ability." The fisherman shouted and held the wooden box firmly behind the shield: "Labour and capital are big shield warriors! There is no one in this place who is more suitable to hold it than labor and capital-"
The heartbreaking sound of metal collision suddenly interrupted what the big shield warrior had not finished speaking. Along with it, two shields suddenly appeared between the two figures who were about to fight each other. The shield decorated with various magic gems and edged with imperial gold then used unparalleled majestic power to smash the intertwined figures of the shield warriors and boxers away: "I'm sorry."
"What did you say?"
