Chapter 1,332 Great Victory

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Alfonso's original intention was to deceive Lu Yang. He knew that he would never be able to defeat Lu Yang, and the soldiers could not escape as fast as Lu Yang. Therefore, he decided to take the risk and experiment.

Anyone who sees the level 8 Heart of War will be carried away with excitement at first sight. The thrill of knocking off other people's equipment will make people unable to help but rush to the equipment and grab the equipment first.

But he didn't expect that Lu Yang could be so calm and still remember the special effects of the God of War's Heart under such circumstances.

On the battlefield.

Alfonso's death led to the complete collapse of the command system on the battlefield. Unlike the command system of the Iron-Blooded Brothers, which had gone through countless battles, the command system of the Alfonso Group, which was located in the eastern mountainous area and had not experienced many life-and-death battles, was extremely complex. At this time Without Alfonso, 2 million people were completely in chaos.

On the Iron Blood Brotherhood's side, the attack on the battlefield was very clear. There were frontal attacks by the ancestral tauren and double-teaming by the blood wolf legions on both sides. The archbishop priest followed closely to increase health, and the afterimage warriors and theocratic knights protected behind.

"Kill~!"

Flame Knife shouted and rushed forward with his brothers. His position was already that of legion commander, but he did not get the level 160 sub-artifact suit, but only wore the level 169 dark gold suit.

"boom"

A piece of magic struck in the distance, and the place where he was was filled with light. But when the light dissipated, the flame knife looked at his blood volume, and found that it had dropped less than 10,000 points.

There was a hint of laughter on the face of the flame knife, and he said: "Haha, it's so cool! Dozens of people worked together to take away so little damage from me. With my 13 million health standing here, you can't even kill me. "

Having said that, the Flame Knife jumped forward and rushed towards the French group that attacked him. They were a group of third-level mage players with level 140 dark gold sets. They had complete gems, enchantments, cooking, mixtures, and states. They could be placed anywhere in the New World at this time. The strongest guilds were the main force on the battlefield, but the attack launched by dozens of people caused such low damage to the flame knife, and even they were in despair.

"cleave"

"Flame Slash"



Each attack of the flame knife can cause more than 10 million critical hits. The HP of any mage with a level 140 dark gold set does not exceed 3 million. As long as he is hit, he will definitely die. Moreover, it suppresses 20 levels and hits The damage is almost inevitable.

"Damn it, why are the Iron-Blooded Brotherhood's level so high and their equipment so good? They can't deal any damage at all." A Spanish mage leader cursed, and the damage he dealt was just over 2,000 points.

"God, I'm actually wearing level 160 dark gold suits. I can kill my subordinates with just one strike. Damn it, how can we fight this battle?" another Spanish regiment leader cursed.

"Run, we can't fight anymore, run separately." The leader of the mage group said.

"Today is the day of the demise of the King's Alliance Guild. No matter where you run, as long as you are still a player of the King's Alliance Guild, you will die!" The flame knife killed a druid player with another cleave and said sternly.

The surrounding Spanish players were stunned by what Flame Knife said.

"Do you really want to destroy Alfonso's guild? Instead of just robbing and leaving?" the mage leader asked.

The Flame Knife said: "If you want to survive, report to Ayala's Dragon Wings Guild, otherwise, you will die!"

The flame knife assumed an attack stance, and the surrounding Spanish players were frightened. In this situation where they could not run away or fight, they lost their will to fight.

"Is it true that if you choose Ayala, you won't die?" A Spanish player suddenly asked.

The team leaders and captain-level Spanish players around him glared angrily, but this player turned a blind eye and looked straight at the flame knife.

The flame knife said: "Of course."

This was a tactic set by Lu Yang when he attacked. European players almost all have their own accounts. It is rare for East and Southeast Asian players to sell their accounts to guilds. Therefore, their loyalty to guilds is not high. You join a guild just to play dungeons better, you can change guilds at any time if you don't like it.

The Spanish shooter player put away his weapon after hearing the words of the Flame Knife, and said: "I quit the League of Kings. Alfonso is not worthy to be my president. Such a man who is looking for a brother's wife should have been replaced long ago."

A dark white light flashed, and the Spanish shooter quit the guild. When the surrounding Spanish players saw this scene, they no longer hesitated and put away their weapons, or quit the guild and chose to return to the city, or directly returned to the city.

Flame Knife was originally a little distracted by Lu Yang's request, thinking that no guild player would quit the guild under such circumstances. He did not expect that such a situation would really happen, and there would be such a large number of people.

The Flame Knife looked at the remaining Spanish captains and captains and said, "It seems that we don't need to attack anymore. Alfonso has already run out of energy!"

The remaining Spanish players have gloomy expressions. Alfonso’s recent series of incidents have really chilled the players in the guild. Fernand’s incident has even divided the guild. Obviously, Spanish players no longer agree with Alfonso. .

"No matter what, we are working players of Alfonso Company, and it is our duty to work for him." said the mage leader.

"Then you all go to hell!" The flame knife killed the Spanish player who did not leave with several consecutive cleaves, and then he continued to chase.

On the battlefield, scenes like this were staged one after another in various places. A large number of Spanish players chose to quit the guild. Obviously, they had had enough of Alfonso. Coupled with Lu Yang's attack and the appearance of Ayala and many stars, some of them chose to join. Most of Ayala's guild chose to fly to the sky to avoid the war and never appear again.

Lu Yang and his men fought for more than an hour and the battle ended. No one of Alfonso's 2 million people was resurrected at the resurrection point near the plain. By now, the Iron-Blooded Brotherhood had nominally conquered half of the eastern mountainous area. And Ayala also received hundreds of thousands of players to join in a short period of time.

On the Divine Blood Plains, the Iron Blood Brotherhood regrouped. While everyone was gathering, Tu Feng reported the battle report to Lu Yang and said: "Our side lost 128 people in this battle, and no equipment was robbed."

Lu Yang: "..."

"You guys are so strong! Beating Alfonso like this is too much!" Lu Yang said with a smile.

Maojiu, Bai Shi and others laughed.

"Who would have thought that Alfonso was so weak? I was quite nervous at the beginning, but I was nervous for nothing!" Liu Yunpeng said, scratching his head.

Everyone laughed.

Zhuojiu said: "The main reason is that Alfonso is too unpopular. During the battle, Alfonso collapsed immediately."

Lu Yang nodded and said: "Don't be careless, everyone. We must attack with all our strength in the following battle. There is no room for failure in this battle."

Ayala, Elena and others looked at Lu Yang with surprised expressions on their faces.