Chapter 281. City

Style: Fantasy Author: Remains of the old swordWords: 2225Update Time: 24/02/20 09:01:04
As soon as McKellen finished speaking, the cultivator who attacked Geraint and the others found a golden halo rising around him, and then his body froze in place.

"Stop attacking!" Seeing this, the cultivator hurriedly called to his companions. But it was too late, the sword blade struck Lancelot directly on the shoulder, but unfortunately it did not break the defense. And in the next second, the swordsman was also imprisoned in place.

competition rules:

1. Contestants who maliciously or unintentionally cause harm to other contestants will be punished and will be detained in place for thirty minutes.

2. Players who are killed will not be disqualified from the competition, but will be resurrected back to the starting point and detained there for thirty minutes. The player who had the Daoyun fragment was killed, and the fragment was judged to be dropped.

3. In addition to the Daoyun fragments scattered throughout the scene, there is also a probability of falling from the monsters in the scene.

4. Daoyun fragments cannot be included in the storage space, and players who own the fragments will be marked.

After listening to this rule, Geraint and Lancelot looked at each other, and then walked around the two people imprisoned here with a smirk on their faces.

"Weren't you very arrogant just now? Young man, you are just too impulsive." After looking at the two of them up and down, Lancelot shook his head and sighed.

"How despicable!" The young cultivator here who hurt Geraint roared through gritted teeth.

"Huh, I don't know who started the fight when they disagreed. In the end, the two of us didn't even fight back." Geraint "gave him a slap" on the spot. "To be honest, the two of us are so harmonious. There are not many young cultivators left!”

"Then should I still thank you?"

"Hey, it's not too late to say thank you later."

The boy didn't feel right hearing what Geraint said, but the next second he heard the shouts of his companions.

"Hey, big guy, what are you doing!"

"Of course it's a trap for animals." Lancelot said, smiling and placing another iron clamp at the swordsman's feet.

"Beast trap?" After hearing this, both of them widened their eyes. Oh my god, such an operation could still be possible. Logically speaking, they stepped on it, and the animal trap should not be considered an active attack by the other party. These two people were too vicious!

"Hey, think about it, there are all kinds of ferocious beasts and poisonous insects in this desert. Now you two can't move. If we walk away, you will be eaten by a giant python or something. You also You know, the two of us are friendly and like to help others. If that were the case, we would be in a lot of trouble. I will design some animal traps to help you. After all, friendship comes first and competition comes second!"

Who believes it! The two young people were on the verge of tears.

Here, Geraint was still stroking his chin and explaining seriously. He turned around and ordered to Lancelot: "After thinking about it, I still feel that the desert is too dangerous. I can't leave the two brothers alone and set up a few more circles." Trap, and then use explosive stones, just make a circle around it five times!"

The two young cultivators were so angry that they stared at Geraint's smiling face, which clearly had the words "insidious and cunning" written on it!

"Thank you so much!" Seeing that there were more than ten traps surrounding them, the two of them were so angry that they wanted to spit blood on Geraint and Lancelot's faces. Killing people and punishing the heart is simply killing people and killing the heart!

Ten minutes passed and Geraint clapped his hands: "Okay, let's say goodbye now and see you again if we have the chance!"

"If I'm destined to do it again...it's your sister!"



"Pfft~ Hahahaha~" Geraint and Lancelot seemed to have deliberately not cut off the contact. Listening to the strange conversation between the two, Artolis could imagine the scene.

"These two guys are so unlucky to meet you two." Gawain shook his head helplessly.

"Brother Gawain, how can you say that? We are trying our best to help them!" Lancelot said seriously, but he couldn't help laughing even halfway through the words.

"Okay, the joke is over, it's time to get down to business, this is still a competition!" After taking the topic back, Gawain said: "Then let's cut off the contact first, so as not to affect the performance."

Artoris cut off the contact. It seemed that the start was good, at least no accident happened to anyone. Especially Xilu and Lilith, who just entered the open world and picked up the Daoyun fragments in the area. With Lilith here, they should be able to ensure safety. Except for what I thought, the other three teams were all composed of two people, so it seemed that I had to work harder.

The location that happens to be teleported in is the rooftop, where you can clearly see the whole city. Compared with cities like Kelrot, the sense of technology here is obviously greater. Various high-rise buildings stand tall, and when you look down, you can see many contestants running around.

However, in this city full of technology, there are many buildings that are very inconsistent. Forget about the retro style, the entire building has only one door, not even windows or balconies!

Confused here, Artolis saw a young man in the distance using his fighting spirit to open the door of one of the buildings, and then walked in.

The screen shifted to the center of the arena, and the live broadcast camera happened to focus on the young cultivator.

It was a classical church, and its splendor and scale were far greater than any other church in reality. And with the emergence of buildings like churches, there will always be all kinds of strange things surrounding the church. It would be a shame for the designer not to stuff a few ferocious monsters into it.

The church was brightly lit, with mahogany seats arranged in rows on the left and right, and white feathers scattered on the bright red carpet of the avenue in the middle. The audience and young practitioners were all affected by the solemn atmosphere of the church. I have to admire the exquisite design of this designer.

The young cultivator's eyes fell on a man wearing black uniforms standing in front of the cross of the church.

"Father?" The young cultivator was surprised, why is there anyone here?

Before the young cultivator could react, the lights in the church suddenly went out, and then the door behind him was closed with a mysterious force. With no way out, the young cultivator held the weapon in his hand and couldn't help but swallow.

The next second, the candlelight at the edge of the church suddenly lit up, and at the same time a ray of skylight shone down. You could clearly see that the feathers on the red carpet turned into blood at this moment, but the priest where you looked had disappeared, leaving only that on the ground. A piece of daily attire.

The young cultivator was frightened by this scene. When he looked up in fear, he saw a three-headed dog dozens of meters tall and as black as ink landed in front of him.

"Hoho! I'm going to share a little secret with the contestants in the urban competition area. In the process of searching for fragments, the more obvious the monsters that appear in the building are often more powerful. Everyone, please be careful! You may die accidentally. If you drop it, you will have to wait 30 minutes after resurrecting before you can continue to participate. Everyone should do what they can. However, capable players may wish to challenge more difficult monsters. There will be unexpected surprises after defeating them! So, I wish everyone a happy competition. It's gone!" McKellen cut the camera away from the young cultivator, specifically not letting the audience see the guy being torn to pieces.

Listening to McKellen's words, Artolis couldn't help laughing. In this case, she might as well choose a smaller building.