Liu Shuai and the Dark Guild divided their troops, when the dark canopy had just opened.

"The boss has been shrouded in that darkness, and we must find a way to save the boss."

"But how are we going to save it, and now that the army of the dead is in the midst of us?"

"Is it because it's too difficult that we don't save it? That's our boss. ”

It's not that players are simple-minded, but because many players don't want to use their brains at all in the game, or most of the time, they don't use their brains to solve problems.

In reality, there are too many places to use your brain, and you can't enjoy your emotions when you enter the game world?

Of course, when considering the gains and losses of interests, everyone will still be much more rational.

Those who are willing to join the dark guild at this stage are generally loyal fans of Liu Shuai, or undercover agents of enemies, and even some were originally undercover agents, but they were whitewashed into fans.

Seeing the boss in distress, of course everyone has to come forward.

Otherwise, when the boss is in danger, everyone will not save the matter when they see death, and everyone's face will lose their brilliance.

However, under the appeasement of the lonely soul, everyone finally suppressed the impulse.

"The boss's strength is stronger than ours combined, there will definitely be no problem, the most important thing for everyone now is not to live up to the boss's wishes, only by curbing the pace of the undead legion's attack, the boss's mind will not be in vain, I think the boss himself should not be willing to see, in order to save him, we wasted an opportunity to contain the undead legion!"

When these words were spoken, the lonely soul was actually beating a drum in his own heart.

Not to mention whether these words can be trusted or not, just like he himself is a little unbelievable, under that dark canopy, there are at least more than 10,000 undead surrounded inside, but there is only one player left in the middle.

No matter how strong the great god is, can he still single-handedly take on more than 10,000 undead?

But after saying those reasons, the lonely soul himself believed his own reasons.

The purpose of their trip is to keep the guild base, the player can be resurrected after death, and the boss can be resurrected when he dies, but the base is gone, and it will be very troublesome to rebuild.

"Lonely is right, the reason why the president wants to take the risk and take the initiative is to protect the base."

At the critical moment, Lemon stood up to save her momentum, although she didn't like this scene, but she also knew the importance of stabilizing people's hearts at this time, and forcibly calmed everyone down.

"If the president is going to our side, we can get a reminder, and now the president is fine, it means that he is alone, at least he can save his life inside, and if we interfere too much, maybe we will disturb the president in turn."

After Ning Meng stood up to appease everyone, the players gradually calmed down.

That's right, because there are too many fanatical fans of the gods in the guild, so many people will lose their minds, but calm down and think about it, in fact, when facing such a situation, the first thing that any sane player has to save is the guild base, not the boss's life, even the boss himself will not be willing to sacrifice the base for himself.

In the concept of sand sculpture players, life can be resurrected if it is gone, but if the hard work of building a base is gone, everyone's hard work will be in vain, and the boss's investment will be gone.

From the chairman's point of view, protecting the base is also the most important thing.

As a result, the players gradually quieted down and began to fight against the army of the undead.

Without the undead legion under the command of the undead monarch, it becomes easier to attract monsters, and after attracting some wild monsters, everyone can intercept and kill them one by one.

The lonely soul felt a little demoralized, so he shouted, "The more undead legions we kill, the less support the undead monarch will receive when that dark curtain disappears." ”

When he shouted these words, the morale of the entire Dark Guild was greatly boosted.

When the Dark Guild was fighting against the Legion of the Undead, the Free Guild also began the process of attracting monsters, and the reinforcements of the Adventurers' Guild from afar also rushed from the defense line of the Adventurers' Guild towards the direction of the battlefield.

This wave of undead is too big, and even if the players try to get as wild monsters as possible, they only lead away 20% of the monsters.

But when the players of the Adventurers' Guild arrived, the situation changed immediately.

There are only so many level 40 bosses in the undead army, and after being beheaded by Liu Shuai one after another, the number has become even smaller, and there are only a dozen left, and whoever touches it is unlucky.

After a large number of adventurer guild players arrived, they began to divide the undead legion in a similar way.

Although it came in a bit of a hurry, many players did not have time to integrate formations with each other, and many guilds were accidentally drowned in the wave of undead.

But overall, the situation is still very favorable for players.

The first batch of adventurer guild players who came to support exceeded 50,000 people, and they attracted more than 100,000 undead legions, which directly reduced the size of the undead legions.

And it's still some distance away from the defense line of the Free Guild, enough for them to kill a wave of undead and then continue a wave of monsters.

After the Adventurers' Guild entered the war, the situation began to stabilize.

The Dark Guild, and the Free Guild that is paying attention to the Dark Guild, have been paying attention to the dark canopy.

They all knew that that dark canopy was a skill specially released by the Undead Monarch in order to ensure that their president, that is, the super-handsome Ergou of the Great God, would not escape.

This super-massive skill is designed to target only one person, which is nothing short of a miracle.

Many players even thought to themselves: if I can be targeted by such a large range of clan skills, it must be the highlight of my life in the game.

In the midst of the ongoing battle, the players of the Dark Guild have never received a notification that the leader is dead.

This gave birth to such an idea in their hearts:

"Maybe the president will be able to hold out until this black shield disappears."

Although they didn't know what kind of strength they could reach such a level, it didn't prevent them from having such expectations for the president.

In the midst of such anticipation, they felt that every minute and every second seemed to be stretched into the unit of hours.

"President, you must hold on!"

When the Dark Guild had eliminated a piece of undead in front of them, and were about to continue to attract monsters, they saw the black canopy of heaven disintegrate like a bubble.

In their guild prompt, there was no news of the death of the guild leader.

The players of the Black Guild feel that it is going to be difficult to breathe.

That black barrier is gone, but the leader isn't dead yet?

The president persevered?

"Hold on, President!"

Countless players of the Dark Guild, and some players of the Free Guild, looked at the gradually crumbling canopy with eager eyes, and the hint that the president was not killed was their greatest hope.