The earth began to tremble.

Although the vast majority of people left the city to take refuge under the guidance of new players, many people were not evacuated in time.

At this time, those who had not yet left immediately panicked.

"Calm down! Please calm down! Nana tried to reassure the people: "My companions will try their best to buy time, don't crowd, it will only make the chaos worse!" ”

However, no one listened to her, and at this time, everyone was only concerned about running for their lives, so how could they put the words of a little girl in their ears?

As a result, a figure fell from the sky, directly knocking a few Diao people who took the lead in the charge to the ground, and kicked them into the road side, with fierce movements, and it can be seen that they have done this during this time.

"If you want to die immediately, I will fulfill you now!"

Simba yelled at the crowd.

Nana suddenly looked at him with some concern, for fear that his hard-line style would provoke a backlash from the people.

But the opposite is true.

The people who didn't take the girl's kind words and persuasion seriously just now, under the fierce and resolute iron fist oppression of Simba, instead obediently lined up and left quickly in order, looking extremely obedient, except for the most beaten others, the vast majority of the people not only had no resentment in their eyes, but were much more relieved than just now.

What's going on? Nana was puzzled.

"The blind and the deaf are a minority after all, and the upheaval that happened outside can't hide these people," as if seeing through Nana's doubts, Simba took the time to explain: "In this special situation, the more urgent it is, the more you have to be tough, and the mildness and panic shown by our guides will be seen by the people as a signal that the situation is getting out of control further, and only with a tough attitude will make them feel that we still have the strength to maintain high pressure and order, they will settle down." ”

"That's right......" Nana looked at her former playmate with some understanding.

Obviously, it's only been a long time, but Simba's whole temperament has changed a lot, just as the person in charge, leading other new players to evacuate the people of Crooks City, this kind of work has made him grow and transform rapidly in the process.

Although the level can't catch up with those first-line players, in Nana's eyes, Simba's whole person can bring peace of mind to others as long as he stands there, and his leader-like temperament is not even inferior to those first-line players, even if you look at the entire Church of the God of the Game, I am afraid that only the lord Mr. Angela Fat, who will inherit the title of duke, can compare.

Is it any wonder that the god of the game suddenly issued such a mission, in addition to agreeing with Simba's philosophy, but also seeing the potential in Simba? He is the god of games!

(Sivi, who was operating in multiple lines in the Kingdom of God, sneezed, and the whole ball crumpled)

But no matter how much Simba grows, there is a limit to what he can do, and he can't stop the situation from developing further.

So in the stunned eyes of everyone, Crooks City stood up!

Not some strange metaphor, but literally three pairs of massive, rock-and-metal legs that looked like spider's feet, protruding from the ground on either side of the city.

With the support of these legs, Crooks City, or what is beneath Crooks City, stood up.

After the height of the entire city stopped climbing, players who still had some energy to recover realized that those spider legs had shrunk downward, and now from a distance, the upper part of Meredith Mountain had completely turned into a giant tortoise with an incomparably majestic body like a mountain, carrying an entire city!

And the monster that bit off the incoming tunnel-eyed snake just now was the head of this giant tortoise!

"Gan, is this the true face of the 'High Elf Ruins'!"

Edward rode on the true red-eyed black dragon he had summoned, and looked at the huge monster, feeling that his three views had collapsed.

On the player forum, Alina has already revealed the information she has gotten, and now almost all players know that the destination of their visit to Crooks City this time, the 'High Elf Ruins', is under the city's beneath.

However, I didn't expect that now the whole underground has turned out of itself, and it is still a huge mountain turtle, what should I do now?

Even Edward, who was always resourceful, was a bit of a problem.

"Edward, where's the dog?" Joe struggled to overcome the tremor of the giant tortoise as it got up, and after a few stumbles, finally ran under Edward's Black Flame Dragon and asked Edward, who was looking down on the whole picture.

"He seems to have gone to hunt the turtle's braincase......" Edward glanced in the direction the dog was heading, and his face darkened.

The agile dog egg climbed along the neck of the mountain turtle for a small half, but the other party didn't know if he felt a little itchy neck, and after twisting his neck slightly, the dog egg fell from the other party's neck and disappeared into the billowing smoke.

Looking at the other party's grayed out name on the system team page, Edward understood that the dog was dead......

Edward was about to inherit the ruins of the dog's egg, flew to the turtle's skull to make a fuss, and used the black dragon wave to burn the other party's already smooth and slippery skull, but found that the elven undead was standing on the turtle's skull, staring at all this with blank eyes.

Could it be that this guy is controlling this giant tortoise?

This thought crossed Edward's mind.

He flew towards the other party, but before he could get close enough, he was knocked away by an ice pick.

Originally, as the first player to cross the level 40 threshold and cross the level 50 mark, Edward had super high attribute resistance, but when facing the ice magic of this elven undead, the ice resistance brought by the equipment and his own class did not play a big role at all!

Is that really ice? Edward was in disbelief, and finally understood: this elven undead was much more tricky than he thought.

Edward put away his contempt and began to face his opponent.

Looking at it this way, the other party's level naturally floated on his head.

[High Elf Undead, The Last Keeper of Secrets, LV48]

"Not as high as me...... Is it an elite or boss template? Or is it professional restraint? ”

Although Edward was hovering over the turtle's head like a fly, trying to see if there was a way to sneak attack.

Strangely, the elf didn't care about Edward the Fly, but continued to stand on the turtle's head, looking at the sky, and muttering something incessantly......