"Continue to defend! Watch the defense!"
At the same moment, deep in the red light in the underground central area of Tanya in the free world, a player named Yangtze River No. 7 was yelling to direct the surrounding battle situation, and at the same time using the long sword in his hand to fly away an attacking player in front of him He walked out: "Don't rush in! Just stay here!"
"Ha!" A defeated voice came from behind him, accompanied by Wutian Arhat's bald head shining out from the chaos. With his limbs stretched out, he held up the arms belonging to the Knights Templar. He formed a large defensive position and used the surrounding layers of black energy to push back the surrounding enemies one by one: "Such strength is vulnerable to a single blow in front of a poor monk!"
"You monster monk!" He stretched out his hand and held the surface of his corroded shoulder. One of the players who had been beaten away by Wutian Arhat also became angry in his eyes: "Seeing that you look like a monk, you ended up using It’s all this vile and evil way!”
"Those black energy should have the effect of corroding equipment, and can make part of the player's equipment temporarily incapacitated." You took back your long sword in the direction of a fierce battle in the distance, and the expression on Free Flying also became unkind: " Without the support of those equipment, you are equivalent to fighting him in a state of suppressed levels... bah."
"I seem to have heard of such an ability, in the game world not long ago." After saying this, he looked at the enemy figures one after another who could defeat many enemies, and his attitude of wanting to rush forward changed again. Dei hesitated: "I heard that the strength of these people has exceeded the scope of ordinary games, and only the truly strong can fight against them."
"What's wrong with flying freely, and now you suddenly know that you are afraid?" The laughter belonging to Liangchen Meiyu sounded next to him: "You are a self-righteous idiot, you are destined to fail."
"Shut up!" As if mentioning his own weakness, Free Flying's throat became much hoarse when it was torn apart again: "Come out of there if you can, and see if I don't kill you with one sword!"
"Don't leave the battle line, hold on to my position!" Before Liangchen Meiyu could laugh sarcastically and wanted to drive her sword forward, Yangtze River No. 7 on the side loudly dissuaded her again: "Our purpose is to ensure the completion of the ceremony. No one is allowed to waste their combat power elsewhere before the goal is achieved!"
"I don't object if you want to go out and commit suicide, but don't implicate us!"
He deliberately shouted the last words to Liangchen Meiyu, who heard the sound and let out two dissatisfied groans, and then vented the two sword lights in his hands on the players who were attacking again. On the body. There is a huge gap in both strength and equipment. These former Wings of Freedom members led by Free Flight were also defeated in the constant back-and-forth exchange of offense and defense. One after another white light also followed. Some players were killed and appeared one after another in front of the five-person team headed by Yangtze River No. 7, but they still did not make these murderous people retreat even half a minute: "Go!"
"It's these guys! We can't let them succeed this time!"
"For the Wings of Freedom! For the President!"
"For Miss Lingbing!"
The shouts and shouts gradually spread around the hall with the burst of unstable red light, and appeared faintly in Xue Ling Huan Bing's ears. She was seriously injured and was sitting panting. He stood on the ground aside, looking at Duan Qing's body with worry from time to time: "...Is he still okay?"
"Don't worry, he is very healthy now." Fula, who was sitting on the side of Duan Qing's body and looking at Duan Qing, replied without raising her head: "It would be better to say that his body is starting to become worse and worse. The better.”
"Getting better and better? What does that mean?" Xue Ling Huan Bing asked with a puzzled face: "What exactly do you mean by the transformation you mentioned before?"
"Of course it refers to physical transformation."
As if aware of the dragon woman's intention not to continue answering, Yunmeng, who was standing aside and playing with the long metal stick, then smiled and replied: "It's like passing through a magic light beam with such a high energy density without dying. Even I don’t know how to explain this situation, and judging from the performance of those people, this beam of light should be very important to the other side... Hey."
"You should know something." The player then focused on the center of the red light beam: "As a member of the Wings of Freedom, you should not make the choice to throw your teammates into that kind of place. .”
"...I don't know." After being silent for a while with his eyes closed, Xue Ling Huan Bing replied in a low voice: "I have always only believed in Duan Qing's words, and I don't believe anything else."
"But the people here seem to have something to do with you." His eyes wandered back and forth among the players who were fighting in front, and there was a bit of a strange feeling in Yunmeng's question: "Listen to those people The slogans are as if they are fighting for your existence...then Miss Lingbing is also referring to you, right?"
"It has nothing to do with you." After saying this coldly, Xue Ling Huan Bing suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the other party's profile: "It's better to talk about your problem - where have you been before? How did you do it? The one who caused those explosions?”
"Let's just say I have some research into the ley lines of the free world."
Pointing to his feet, Yunmeng's side face showed a somewhat indescribable smile: "As a magician, there are too many strange things in the free world that can be studied, and many of these directions can even reach ' The realm of reason gives us the opportunity to take a look at part of the laws of this world. Of course, not everyone has the talent to see through these laws. I don't look like that kind of talented person, so in order to be able to Standing at the same height as others and gaining strength that rivals theirs, I have to seek greater sources of energy and obtain more secrets that can make me stronger."
"The earth veins are part of it." After saying this, he finally turned around and looked at the top of the Snow Spirit Fantasy Ice: "During the time when I was guarded by that old guy Yinzhu, I walked freely In every corner of the continent, we have also studied the flow of ground veins in various parts of the continent and studied the patterns that may exist within them.”
"So you found the imperial capital Redcar?" Xueling Huanbing's voice sounded a little more probing: "Because of the changes that happened that night?"
"That's right, including the step-by-step movements under their hands later." Pointing to the figures of Yangtze River No. 7 and others at the far end, Yun Meng replied with a smile: "For a magician like me, this level of The hands and feet are as obvious as the baskets placed on the table, and it is easy for me to add more hands and feet to the hands and feet these guys move."
"In other words, those explosions just now prevented the power transmission of their earth veins?" Xue Ling Huan Bing's voice sounded a little more surprised: "Their plan has failed? Then what are they still guarding there? ?”
"Didn't the Yangtze River No. 7 say it before? You only guessed half of it right." Yuemeng shook his head and replied: "This power must have other sources. The ceremony is still going on, and it seems that It’s almost done.”
"It's almost done? How can we see it?"
"Of course it can be seen from these red lights."
Faced with Xue Ling Huan Bing's next question, Yu Meng's reply was still filled with an unhurried tone: "Ah, by the way, you are not a magician."
"So your ability to sense magic is not as deep as what we feel."
The violent expansion felt as the red light burst out again and flew around, sending more intense energy than before towards the surroundings of the hall. The energy oppression like substance was also followed by Xue Ling Huan Bing. passed in front of her, accompanied by a faint system prompt ringing in her ears: "...overload rate...83%...what does this overload rate mean?"
"Overload rate?" Yuemeng heard the sound and looked back at Xueling Huanbing: "What are you talking about? Can you also feel the terror of this magic?"
"...No, it's nothing."
After letting out several heavy coughs, Xue Ling Huan Bing hid her expression: "Anyway, is there any way to stop the movement of this magic beacon? It feels like something bad is about to happen."
"As a lonely magician, I have nothing to do." Picking up the long metal stick in his hand, Yun Meng turned around and looked behind him: "And -"
"We are almost overwhelmed now."
Sounds of chasing and shouting erupted one after another along the perimeter of the hall, accompanied by the silhouettes of players appearing from the entrances and exits around the hall. Players that were twice as many as the previous free flight also started to appear. In order to prepare for the attack, he rushed into the hall and surrounded everyone in the hall: "Tingyulou is here! Everyone, put down your weapons!"
"Lou Tingyu, you are finally here."
In the three-layer circle formed by the crowded hall, the voice belonging to Liangchen Meiyu was the first to laugh: "You have come at this time, I thought you had given up your share of the benefits."
"You are wrong, the leader of Wings of Freedom."
Looking at the bright red beam of light in front of him, Tingyu gradually walked into the hall and shook his head with his hands behind his hands and said: "Of course we want our share of the benefits, and we will also want the benefits that do not belong to us. "
"...What, you want to fly solo?"
There was an evil look on the face that was tilted in front of his sword light, and Yangtze River No. 7's voice also became gloomy: "You have to think about it, Lou Tingyu, without our help, you can't do it at all." Establishing a foothold in Tania alone——"
"All my people were taken away by you!"
After making such a loud shout, Lou Tingyu interrupted Yangtze River No. 7's voice angrily: "When have barefooted people been afraid of people wearing shoes? Since you were unjust first, don't blame me for turning your back now. Recognize someone!”
"What stupid things are you talking about!"
"Young **** are just pretending to be stupid. Only now do I realize how insidious and cunning you are! Come on, brothers! Bury these guys who are cheating on you!"
"You! What a Tingyulou! Do you think you can sit back and relax because there are so many of you? Just with the skills of you three-legged cats?"
The increasingly fierce melee broke out again in the center of the hall with the quarrelsome attitude between the two parties. At the same time, the battle wave near the central red light pillar area became more obvious because the momentum was too huge. Most of the members of the Tingyu Tower who were unable to approach also set their eyes elsewhere, and then grabbed the players who were also not in their own camp and attacked them. Also trapped in the center of this chaotic battle, the two people, Xue Ling Huan Bing and Yu Meng, who were surrounded by layers of layers, quickly fell into a dangerous situation of struggle. They could only use a pair of severely injured bodies and a pair of only one skill. The combat power of the physical skills was forcibly supported, and it didn't get better until one of the players who was not afraid of death slashed the blade towards Fula: "Die to me——"
Bang.
The sharp claws reflecting the bright light appeared in the air for a moment, and instantly knocked away the player who dared to attack him. The dragon girl named Fula then let out a long sigh and had been staring at Duan Qing. The research eyes also slowly raised: "Why is it starting to become more and more noisy?"
"Please be careful, Lord Fula." Still trying to protect himself in the chaos, Xue Ling Huan Bing said urgently: "They are all greedy adventurers, they -"
"Shhh."
Reaching out to make a silent gesture, Fula's frown suddenly moved back to a certain direction in front of the hall: "It seems to have come out."
Ignoring the questions behind the Snow Spirit Phantom Ice, Fula, who stood in the middle of the battle, quietly closed her eyes. The red light that kept flickering through the area seemed to be under some abnormal influence. There was some distortion, and it tore into space fragments all over the sky at the far end of the direction that the golden dragon noticed. A loud crashing sound was then heard from the gap that tore apart the space, accompanied by the roar of a huge metal armor being knocked out of the gap and knocking over several figures, like a mirage. The general phantom was then peeled off like pieces of dry cracked wall in the surrounding space, and appeared vaguely in the sight of everyone in the corner of the hall: "...Oh?"
"So this is ah."
The phantom slowly flashed back and forth between reality and illusion. At the same time, there were several tragic scenes of huge armors falling in other directions. Duan Qing, who was in the center of the picture, then let go of his hand and lifted it. The last piece of armor was thrown in the direction with the largest number of people fighting: "I wonder why the fighting is getting more and more noisy. It turns out that it has become so lively outside."
"It doesn't matter, leave it all to me."
He smiled politely at Furla, slowly walked through the crowd, and then touched Xue Ling Huan Bing's face with his hand. Then, in the white-haired woman's eyes that suddenly turned around and became clear, he met the woman lying down. The path on the ground overlapped with his identical body.
