Volume 1: Selling Moe Survival Book Section 553: Invasion 3

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Like Migaga, who, although young, still threw himself into the maelstrom of the camp, Marceau did not approve of it, because ' Ayarok Chronicles 'is not the kind of monster cute, the characters are also cute, even the quest and fighting monsters are cute for children's stand-alone games, it has a dark Goth monster style, bloody and real combat system, in the all-real mode, players have to use their own hands and brains to kill a dawn for themselves, in the long history of this world to resist and kill, whether it is the beginning of the ancient golden age, the arcane silver age, or the next era of the battle of the four towers, the era of demon invasion and the glorious age, full of blood and fire, bitter and tearful poems。

In the bleak years between the First Open Era, the invasion of the Undead Plane pushed the world 'almost' into the abyss of destruction, when countless players of the First Open Era who had read novels and audiobooks were divided into the camp of the living and the dead, fighting each other for their beliefs and ideals, careerists and war maniacs gathered together, gravediggers and saviors drank together, until the tide of death was resisted by a causeway called Outlanders, until the tide slapped itself to pieces.

In the next few open eras, there was blood everywhere, so Marceau did not welcome children to this game, because they were still young with them, so they were sensible...... Nor should they see their loved ones die, as Eurica's children did...... Thinking that the child, although young, understood the responsibility of his mother...... There is also suffering, like Migaga, walking on the battlefield, looking at the corpses of the natives and hosting player AI who have fallen in the streets, the little one crouches down from time to time to check if there are any wounded alive, but Marceau's eyes tell his owner that there is no living thing here except Migaga and the elves.

Pulling out the long knife and sling it around his waist along with the warhammer, Marceau walked up to the elf: "How does it feel?" ”

"Never felt so good, thank you. After the elf finished speaking, he called Miggaga's name, and when the little cub ran up to him, he smiled and said, "And ...... Thank you, Migaga, you are such a brave and good boy. ”

The latter replied with a pout, "Mother said that boys should be brave, even in the face of death, in the face of the sword rushing in their faces, in the face of the musket that is struck at them...... Just like Daddy. ”

“…… Well, good boy. The elf reached out and hugged Migaga, then turned to look at Marceau, "Are the others dead?"

"All I have received here is news of the deaths of Rooney, Robbie, the Brute, and Minna. Marceau replied truthfully, and Migaga immediately jumped excitedly: "Brother Shang is fine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Marceau saw a new message pop up in his system bar: "Dear player, your teammate Shang Kecheng has died, your team has lost the minimum number of survivors in the mission, and it will be very dangerous to continue the mission."

"Shang is also dead...... Looks like we're not going to be able to get the job done. The elf shook his head, and he glanced at Marceau, "I'm sorry, Marceau, we were the ones who pulled you into this." ”

"Why don't you give it a try, do you want to retreat at this time, have you ever wondered what to do if your town of Aranya loses this copy?" Marceau asked with a frown.

"But in the current situation, we have to hold the support point, the Black Death heard that it is one of the largest regiments in New Eden, and one of their regiments has entered the dungeon, do you think we really have any hope of holding it?" the elf asked rhetorically.

Marceau smiled, and he pointed to the people lying down the street, "You mean...... What an example of why the weak fight. ”

“…… I'll go, I can't refute the fact that you, but that's because you're too stakesome. The elf smiled bitterly and covered his forehead and said, while Migaga sniffled at this time: "Marceau is so good!", as if he had woken up from the grief of his eldest brother's death.

"It's not my interests, it's the interests of the teachers who taught me...... He taught me these skills, indeed the art of killing, but my knife will only swing at the gravediggers of this world......" At this, Marceau crouched down and flicked Migaga's little nose:" You know, every guy I killed is not necessarily innocent, but at least my knife will never be stained with innocent blood, these players who have been killed by me, they themselves have chosen a different path from us, for them this world is just a game composed of more advanced 1 and 0, this is nothing, everyone looks at the world differently, but their choice they put themselves on our opposite, in this case, since they have to fight, since they want to invade this copy…… Then they were ready to die. ”

"So we can take them down?" Migga asked.

"Yes, but I prefer to describe the situation as costing them. Marceau stood up, stretched out his hand to take Migaga's small hand, and then looked at the elf in front of him: "I don't quite understand what the players of New Eden think, but if they think that the meaning of their existence is to bully the weak, they want to hurt the innocent in order to survive, and the way they get joy is to make the innocent fall into pain...... Then, I and the players on the Eastern Continent side who have the same views and opinions as me will definitely return this qiē to them as it is...... Would you like to join us, elves, we don't say anything about fighting for justice, we're here to get straight to the heart and let innocent cubs live. ”

"......" the elf glanced around: "Count me in, although I also have friends on the New Eden side, but I really can't agree with the idea of the New Eden side, the law of the jungle may be the theme of this world, but that's not the reason why they tie up their children." Then he nodded vigorously: "Let the innocent cubs live, this sentence is good, my great-grandfather also said so...... I respect him, so, Marceau, you're right, let's go support a little bit, that's afraid of death...... Should have died there, too. ”

"Well, let's go. After Marceau finished speaking, he smiled at Migaga beside him: "Little one, if you can go, you can go first." ”

"Miga is a man! I will never leave you and run away!" Miga patted his chest solemnly: "I am a child of the Gaunt family!"

"Well, Miga is amazing. Marceau reached out and patted Miggaga's little head.

It's good to have ambition. (To be continued.) )