The silence that is completely different from the train in the real world spreads to the distance of the city as the rectangular box gradually moves away from the night scene, with only two rows of dark lights faintly surrounding it and the constantly reverberating magical hum. Still appearing in front of other players, the vague sound of battle and the shouts of players also continued to move forward as the train slowly set off, and the intensity was much smaller than before. Looking at the traces of swords and guns that were still lingering around, a player standing deep in the city, wearing a black cloak and hood, shook his head and retracted his gaze, letting out a sigh. He was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by a player from behind, along with a respectful warning from the player: "President."
"So this place was finally lost."
The sigh became more and more obvious, and the tone of the man in black with his hands behind his back became much colder: "Well, I never thought they could successfully defend there after being discovered."
"Anyway, we have given away people for so many days, and we have earned enough at a low price." The hooded man waved his hand, and his eyes also left a final glance in the direction of the seaside where the smoke was full of gunfire and the fire was blazing: "If the copy of Freedom Bridge cannot be broken at this time, it will be useless to give them more time and manpower."
"The people from the second team have sent back the news, and they have confirmed the identity of the attacker." The reporter did not show any intention of giving up: "The leader is the smiling butcher."
"It's someone from the Hermit Camp."
"..."
The steps about to leave stopped in mid-air, and the man in a black cloak suddenly became silent. It was not until the faint shouts of death in the distance and the sound of flames from the seaside became indifferent that he let out a low voice. The supreme laugh: "Huh ha ha ha ha! What a familiar name!"
"In other words, they are also nearby?"
The cloaked man suddenly turned around, and the cold eyes hidden under the hood became as hot as lava: "Who robbed this car? Who is the person inside? "
"I, we still need further verification." It seems that I have never seen such a reaction from my president. The person who reported the report became obviously panicked: "Because time is tight, we secretly infiltrated here. The manpower coming here is really insufficient..."
"Don't you know how to use lower-level personnel?" Pointing to the direction of the harbor where the shadows of fierce battles and energy collisions were still emanating, the cloaked man known as the president roared loudly: "They have all been requisitioned by the headquarters. It's taken so long, but it still has no effect at all? There must be a limit to incompetence!"
"I don't want to fight uninformed and unprepared."
In the sight of the silent reporting subordinate shivering, the cloaked player then took a deep breath to soothe his emotions: "Just like those who had never thought before, the second in the world and the master of no one. The earth and the earth turned against each other at the same time and fell to the side of the City of Freedom."
"They are still wavering. They are probably still waiting and watching." Seemingly finding the right moment, the subordinate hurriedly replied in a low voice: "The second best person in the world has withdrawn outside the battle line, and is probably waiting. As a result of the decisive battle with the humanoid BOSS, even though Borderlands has brought a large force to press forward, the losses now are not small..."
"Don't tell me these useless things!" He interrupted the subordinate sharply, and the man's cloak lifted up a little as he raised his arms: "According to what you reported to me before, Didn't you promise that you can deal with all possible problems? What about the promised responses? What about the promised foolproof solutions?"
"So, that's why we came to ask the president for instructions!" The player hurriedly lowered his head and replied: "I hope the president can agree to us using the last trump card! As long as we can use those things, let alone these guilds, we can occupy the entire city. It’s not difficult in the Free City!”
"Please make a decision, President!"
The sea breeze blowing by seemed to become a bit heavier with the appearance of these words, and a whistling sound was made among the blocks hidden deep in the city. The two people who were silent at the same place then continued like this. Silently, these magical hums mixed in the sea breeze disappeared, and then a voice so low that it was difficult to distinguish echoed: "Those things... ha."
"I thought I wouldn't need this last trick."
Slowly taking off the hood of the cloak, the man then revealed the handsome and evil face named Liangchen Meiyu: "Since they don't give us this face, then we can't give them any face. ——Notify the people from the first team and the second team to prepare for dispatch."
"The matter about Brother Cigarette——"
"I'll take care of his business."
Interrupting what the other party was about to say, the corners of Liangchen Meiyu's lips turned up involuntarily: "Or you can tell him something on my behalf, saying that you should carefully consider the future. If he does a good job, I will keep him safe. A peaceful ending is nothing to us.”
"Ming, I understand."
Nodding cautiously, the player who came to report then started to move back while maintaining the salute: "I'll do it right away."
“And our allies — tell them to behave.”
Looking into the wind in the direction of the sea breeze that was constantly blowing her, Liangchen Meiyu once again stopped her subordinate from leaving with a low voice: "Tonight's battle seems to have gradually entered the most exciting part. Continuing to hide it will do no good to anyone."
"Don't they also have old scores to settle? Just let them settle it themselves."
After waving his hand, the player's expression finally became relaxed after returning to his fairy-like appearance: "If they can't beat the opponent even after putting up so many chips, then they should simply be removed from the eight major guilds. Forget it."
He nodded in agreement, and the subordinates who came to report finally left the place with a phantom. Liangchen Meiyu, who was staring at the endless sea of darkness with his hands behind his hands, then stood motionless on the spot, and finally faced the looming shadow. There was a low laugh from the bloody breath: "I guess you should also start preparing to intervene in this matter, right?"
"I'm personally looking forward to what the night will look like tonight."
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"Tonight's battle looks like it won't go well."
At the same moment in the Freedom City Square, behind the light and shadow formed by countless black energy storms, Luo Tu's brows on his face began to frown more and more as he looked at these scenes, and finally he met the eyes of the other players in black from all around. They said to each other: "Get ready to fight. If we don't take action, these people may not give up."
"Can't we kill them?" Wiping the blade on his hand, one of the black-clothed players squatting in the corner of the square asked with disdain: "Can you be a little bit more straightforward? Look at these few The BOSS seems to be very capable, and the rewards and drops are probably not low, right?"
"You newcomers may not know each other yet - they are all candidates for the throne inherited from this city." He reluctantly loosened his clenched fists, and after all, Luo Tu used a more peaceful approach. Answered the player's question: "During the Molnar Star incident, we fought against these people. The battle situation at that time was not very optimistic, not to mention that now they have enhanced-"
"Without any guarantee, you'd better not offend these bosses easily." A black-clothed archer walked out of the darkness and then spoke for Luo Tu what he had not finished, accompanied by his grin. He made a mocking expression: "If you don't have that strength, don't always think about competing with the highest combat power set by the free world."
"Xianyu! You——"
As if he was angry at the cynicism expressed by the black-clothed archer at this time, the player squatting in the corner gestured with the short knife in his hand and stood up, with a bright red aura following the killing. The desire arose and surrounded the body of the player in black, and then suddenly dissipated under the shock of Luo Tu: "Stop! The head of the family has explicitly prohibited internal fighting, have you all forgotten?"
"I know you are a little unconvinced by my evaluation just now, but please believe me, this is all to save you from losing a few lives." Hei, who didn't care about the resentment rising on both sides and crossed his arms. The archer still replied disdainfully: "Of course, if you insist on coming forward a few times and humiliating yourself in front of everyone, I have no objection to it."
"Okay, just say a few words." He frowned and suppressed the archer's snort. Then Lotu's eyes turned to the gathered players in black: "This is It is the first time that we publicly show our strength under the eyes of everyone. It is a very important appearance. The head of the family attaches great importance to building momentum this time. If we mess up in the end, I don’t have to say what the consequences will be. Did you remind me?"
"..."
"Of course, I understand your eagerness to prove yourself."
Slightly restraining the unkind aura on his body, the swordsman in blue raised his head again: "We are all teammates in the same team now, and I am not qualified to ask you to obey me completely. The order given by Xian Yu and I was just a suggestion. I hope you can follow the command and try to find some easy targets to attack."
"If you insist on trying these few targets in front of you, I will not forcefully stop you." He pointed at the square in front of him, which was hovering in the black energy storm, holding a huge stick in his hands. Stark, who was waving the iron pillar everywhere, couldn't help but his voice became much deeper: "As long as you can complete the target mission I specified before and not delay our great cause, you can try and die as many times as you are willing to do."
"Then what is our goal?" Looking at Jialuo's ghost-like figure that jumped in the energy storm, the swordsman in black was the first to ask among the silent crowd: "Tell me what you are doing. Let’s make a plan, who will we target for the first show this time?”
"The devil is resurrected, the angry mad demon, or those people from the Borderlands." Waving his hand casually, Lott set his sights on the people who were clearing the position around the energy storm and were watching eagerly. Regarding the players on this side of the square: "Choose a few larger guilds as targets and paralyze their combat effectiveness. As long as these factors that disrupt the development of the situation can be eliminated in advance, we will always have a way to deal with the remaining NPCs. Where are the reinforcements you called?"
His voice paused for a moment, and at the same time he asked in a low voice to the black-clothed archer on the side. The black-clothed archer who did not answer the question then also shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the front of the square, bursting into laughter from an old man. With several wildly rotating flame meteors crashing down in the direction of the energy storm: "Here, it's him."
"Flakini?" As if he was very familiar with this crazy laughter, Lotu frowned again: "Why is it this guy? Is there no one else in the Magic Council?"
"In the last Sky City incident, after Speaker Nitmyer fell along with the Tyran Tower, there were not many people in the Magic Council who could fight." He gestured towards the illuminated fiery red sky. , the black-clothed archer crossed his arms and walked to Lotu: "As the saying goes, there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings. What's more, this is the place where Kangweina once stumbled. Those old guys in the parliament Where do you still have the courage to go out..."
"Well, at least it can play a certain role." Looking at the explosion sound caused by the flaming meteors that instantly hit Stark's side, Lotu, who pulled out his sword, twisted his wrist: "Really If that doesn't work, let us act as temporary opponents. As long as we can hold them back and buy Rondoll some time to crack... huh?"
The conversational voice then stopped in mid-air, and the attention of Lotu, along with his widened eyes, fell to the front of the square, at the feet of the old man who was making a fuss while waving the flaming meteor. Then streaks of purple phantom light also rose up, intertwining and knocking down the figure of the old man who was laughing crazily from the air. The huge pressure then appeared in front of Luo Tu and others together with a figure that slowly emerged in that direction. The female body in the cloak looked as blurry and weird as a ghost. She walked a little crookedly and then appeared again. He raised his slowly approaching hands and sent more purple rays to the player camp on the bridge side: "Temple...Knights!"
"You all go to hell!"
