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When the millions of Carance players revealed the true face of the ruins in the game of Shengshi, the uproar caused was no less than the sensation of Nord Stream's promotion to the first grandmaster.

The difficulty of the ruins is no longer comparable to that of ordinary ruins, and looking at the prosperous era, it is impossible for the other four countries to come up with a copy of the ruins compared to the ruins of 100,000 miles in the deep sea.

This is a heavenly tower that overlooks all living beings and has made countless players fall down.

After the first boss map of the ruins was revealed, its perverted difficulty made players in other countries interested, and countless master players came from abroad at sky-high prices to see how difficult it was to be regarded as a "god-level ruin" by Karance players.

However, in the end, almost all of them were abused out of the dungeons in a very embarrassing way. Not once, again, three times, four times. The more people can't beat it, the more competitive players want to clear the level.

In the past week, the most leisurely and happy thing is in the fog. If you want to say why, people from other countries are "immigrating" to Calance, and the money he has earned has multiplied several times in the past few days, and he is certainly the happiest. As long as you sit casually in the auction house, you can earn tens of millions of dollars a day, is there anything more leisurely than this?

Humming a little tune, drinking a cup of afternoon tea, after confirming the list of goods for the next auction in the fog, he closed the document, looked at Beixi, and said lazily: "Are you leaving?"

Beixi pieced together the firearms, without any expression, let out a soft "um", got up from the ground, played with the cannon in his hand, and then handed it to the tiger tooth beside him.

Huya caught it excitedly, "giggled" a few times, and was reluctant to let go while holding the cannon.

"This thing can only be used five times, you let Huya save it. Looking at the Holy Golden Light Cannon held by Huya, the thought of not using it was useless, and the center of Wuli Fog was twitching.

I bought this thing from the NPC Shop. It cost a sky-high price of 100 million, but it can only be used five times... This time, for the sake of the relics, Nord Stream has thrown out enough money herself, and most of them can't earn back the cost, just like this starlight cannon...

Wuli held his forehead and shook his head in the fog, "That copy, if you really can't beat it, don't fight." In just one month, it's time for you to prepare for the second turn. ”

Although it is persuasion, will Nord Stream listen?

She and the group of people in Eternal Glory have not made any progress for three days, but other players have been blasting progress in the post bar, and now the public players have already beaten the first boss, because there are too many players who pounce on the ruins, and in recent days, the equipment on the market is from the deep sea ruins. Although it is at the dark gold level, the attributes are the best in the same level.

If the news of the ruins hadn't broken out, Nord Stream might have stopped the team. But now, everyone knows the existence of the ruins, as they stand on the top of Karance, if they can't get through the copy, then what is the shame of the machine age, eternal glory?

If the national line is opened, a large number of players will pour into Carlance, and the last team to open up the deep sea ruins will be the teams of other countries...

This is a slap in the face.

Nord Stream knows the difficulty of the deep sea, but there are many players in Lungel and St. Fran, and Carlance's team can't beat it, but it's hard to say about the top teams in other countries.

"It's not a matter of our guilds anymore..."Beixi looked at him sideways, with the light on his back, and there was some incomprehensible expression in the fog that Beixi couldn't see.

"This is war. "A battle of honor between the masters of the prosperous world. The national competition has not started, and the smoke has been burned.

Wuli leaned back in the fog, his fingers tapping on his arm, "It's hard to imagine." "Is Nord Stream so obsessed with a copy just because it wants to compete with others?

However, when he answered, all he could do was close the door.

Looking at the already empty front, he turned his chair in the fog and looked out the window. In the scorching sun, a few bluebirds flew by, and in the distance, the Tower of the Watchman of the Machine Age had been ignited.

"National Competition..."

Take the tiger tooth to the shore dock.

The people of the legend group had been waiting for a long time, and when they saw Beixi walking slowly, they pulled their fans and smiled, "You are really slow enough." ”

From the moment Carance had a team from another country, the group no longer hid it, because there was no need to do so. After the existence of the ruins was exposed, Nord Stream and the team had nothing to do with the honor competition, but in recent days, things have continued to ferment, so much so that players from the five countries have elevated the clearance of a relic to a country-to-country comparison.

Nord Stream has begun to put pressure on them.

If people from other countries were to be the first to clear the Deep Sea Ruins in front of several guilds in the Machine Age, it would be a shame, and it would also disgrace the name of the "Master Guild" in the Machine Age.

Therefore, Nord Stream had to get serious, and the reputation of the guild could not be defeated on this.

Looking at the curse master, everyone in the legend group was summoned back except for Yi Lan and Rashomon.

"I'm sorry to get in the way of your second turn. ”

The curse master, one day is one day and wave his hand, "President, there is no such thing." ”

Holding the wine and who smiled: "The president should let everyone in our legend group go to the beginning of the meeting." ”

Forgetting to wear autumn pants also nodded in agreement, "It's too much of a waste of time." "Before, because there was a limit on the number of people, and several of them also had tasks and things, they didn't participate.

"What about the people of the Elite Regiment?"

This time, not only is there twenty-three members of the Legend Group, but in addition to the Lost Hall and Eri Yilai, the other vacancies on the Scarlet side will be filled by the elite team leader of the Machine Age. That is, the fifteen players of the Eternal City withdrew and seven were replaced by Jiujiu's team, and two of them were bloody, and the rest were players from the Machine Age.

"They'll come later, and some of the tasks will drag on for a while. ”

Nord Stream pulled up its tiger teeth, "Then let's go." ”

The huge star lineup has attracted the frequent attention of the surrounding players. This time, the Legends of the Machine Age group is almost all on.

If the ruins can't be cleared, it must really be a self-smashing signboard.

Nord Stream takes the people of his guild to the bottom of the sea to fight them for Eternal Glory. After waiting for about ten minutes, the four captains of the Mechanical Age Elite Group also arrived one after another.

After reorganizing the team, Beixi led the people to the outside of the ruins, and the players around were wandering, seeing that the people who came were all familiar god players, they hurriedly gave way in excitement.

Discussions came and went.

"Wow, the lineup has changed!"

"It seems that the people from the Legend Group didn't come to Qi Eh. ”

"If this kind of team can't beat it, let's probably not think about it..."

In the midst of the whispered discussion, another team came from the other side, and the leading woman slowly walked slowly to meet the eyes of the players.

Then he stopped not far from Nord Stream, raised his chin, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"I've admired my name for a long time, the king god of Karans. (To be continued.) )