"It's still the aborigines of another world who are simple and simple, and I haven't seen the terrifying power of Internet chicken soup!"

After the cerebellum flickered down the mountain, he and the Holy Maiden Linda continued to a secret underground passage, flanked by flickering and dim lights, and a Victorian-style circular corridor with exquisite stone wall reliefs paved on both sides, in a deep and heavy style.

As we go deeper, the ground gets bigger and bigger.

In the end, an extremely huge dark space appeared, a hundred-meter vast giant composed of skinned skin and bright red muscles, standing quietly on the dirt, giving people a thrilling aura.

"The Pope... Is our church's ultimate weapon of war, used to stop the evil gods, successful?" Linda looked at the long snake with fresh meat next to her, it was the same muscle player who "learned to learn".

The cerebellum is the holy book of the Church of Light, and Xuebai has become the pope of this Church of Light, and behind his back, he is secretly studying it by using the large amount of resources absorbed by the church.

And next to it, there is the convergence of the krypton chopping hands, as well as the speed of the autumn name mountain car.

It's an underground meeting of players on the good side.

Xue Baixue sighed and said solemnly: "Just now, a few more people were attacked, and over the years, there are only six people left, and there are fewer and fewer of them, but we have also snatched back some wild populations from those red players, and we have collected more than twenty body structures, and now we can barely form a super weakened version of the evil god, which is the strongest weapon of our Church of Light!"

The evil god, itself was from the hand of Xuebaixue, and now it is reorganized and studied in a weakened version, although it is difficult, but it has also achieved something.

It's so slow because they have no contact with the outside world and don't dare to ask for help from cloud players, because it will reveal their identity and location.

There are three surviving players in front of you.

There are six people in total, and all of them have already arrived at the third level of wizards.

On the first side, the small-brained tiger went down the mountain and learned from Baixue to secretly form the Church of Light, which was about to move, and it was they who were most deeply hidden, even among the people, and became the main force to encircle and suppress the evil gods.

The second party, Zai Krypton, also brought his own stupid feather population, the Mediterranean Silly Feather Bird, developed a piece of heaven and earth, and became a very famous magical beast on one side, often surrounded and suppressed by witches and the Church of Light.

The third party, Akinayama Speed, but with two ordinary players, playing guerrillas, doing things everywhere.

Qiu Mingshan quickly slapped the table, "I'm really angry! It has been completely proved that those seven people are really vicious red players! Even if we can't win, we must die with them! Stop them, otherwise the entire wizard world, the wizarding civilization that the Alchemy Emperor has worked so hard to run will be destroyed, and they really came to this world not for the game, but for their own selfish desires, bringing destruction and aggression!"

In the past eight years, they have not regarded this game as a game, but as a real life.

The people here are flesh and blood.

People who are stricken by disasters will cry, weep, and wail.

Parents will be desperate for the loss of their children.

Wizards will crumble because of the loss of their best friends.

It's like a disaster, thrilling, a real world.

And they stood beside them, for eight years, after one destroyed street, one destroyed town, one after another silently watching the terrifying war, those seven evil red players disregarded human life, wantonly killing, and their hearts were extremely depressed.

They become mature.

Eight years is enough to change many, many things and make people change.

Whether it's a game or not, whether the game can be made so realistic, but for them, it doesn't matter anymore.

All they have to do is stop everything.

Xuebaixue's face was solemn, and he whispered: "Although now, only me and Qiu Mingshan are the two muscle players, but this giant, the two of us can also control it! And this time, my plan is to concentrate on the back of this giant's neck meat with our body core, 'king', that is to say, no matter how strong our regeneration ability is, once the back neck meat is raided, we will be completely finished!"

Zai Krypton Chop Hand is a Mediterranean bald bird, the first time to participate in this meeting, looking up at this giant made of bright red muscles, "can continue to regenerate, the back of the neck meat is the key, this is the attack on the giant?"

"Stupid!"

Qiu Mingshan shook his head lightly, and said very solemnly: "Your vision is still too short-sighted, and you have no foresight, what are we? Church of Light! What kind of giant is this giant? Let me show you!"

Speaking of this, he took out a small wizard's short staff, used it as a transformer, and raised his hand high,

"Tiga transforms!I'm going to be a light too!!"

Wow!

The staff burst into a brilliant white light.

He ran towards the giant, and in an instant he fell apart and merged into his body.

And this vast giant, the alchemy gem on his chest emitted red light, and the giant of light, "Autumn Morning Mountain Speed", slowly opened his eyes and stood up, and the entire huge underground space was constantly shaking off the wind and dust.

Several people looked at each other, and in the serious atmosphere, they suddenly showed a smile again, "Over the years, running, chasing, and fleeing, we have all slowly become mature and become the leaders of a force. ”

....

On the other side, on the bustling streets.

A slender man, dressed in a wizard's robe, wears earplugs, which are connected to a thread that looks like a vessel, and the thread connects to the small and delicate music box in his pocket.

While listening to the song, he politely asked passers-by, "Can you tell me what strange things have happened in the forest or city recently?"

After some inquiry, he got some information and silently made a stroke on the map,

"There's something strange in the woods next door, and I hope something catches... After all, if I don't collect you, sooner or later you will die at the hands of other people, and if you fall into their hands, then this wizarding world will really be finished!"

"For this world, they are the real evil gods who have invaded the other world. ”

"They're going to destroy this pristine land, those damned bandit powers!"

Long Ji sighed, stood on the bustling stone street, and silently looked up at the blue sky.

Over the years, he has developed a deep affection for this land, "You think it's just a game, but you don't know that it affects the fate of the whole world, the life and death of tens of millions of people!"

The whole wizarding world is huge.

If they deliberately hide, even they will be difficult to find, and it is not an accident that the remaining people can survive, and they have already hidden without a trace for the means of escape.

Unlike the others, they are all muscle-controlled behemoths, but the dragon has gradually shrunk and even changed into the form of ordinary people.

At this time, a third-level wizard who suddenly walked by sniffed his nose and looked shocked, "This is a disgusting evil rancid smell, could it be..."

She turned her head to look at the young young wizard who was asking passers-by everywhere and wearing strange alchemical creations on his ears, but he was no longer there.

The witch's face froze, and she murmured silently, and said hoarsely:

"He is an evil god hidden in the crowd, 'Nameless Mist' Naig Sohepp. ”