Chapter 295: I'm Listening

Although the players are the most familiar with the terrain of Fish-Man Island, because they are all rushing towards the agreed meeting place before the competition, the highest scores among all the contestants are actually the ascetics from the Chongbai Church.

The Wyvern Knights of the Temple of Splendor are not far behind, but the gap between the two is gradually widening.

This is not to say that the Wyvern Knights, who believe in the god of war, are inferior to the ascetics who believe in the god of light.

In fact, in terms of combat effectiveness alone, God of War believers are often stronger than Light God believers of the same level, and they can even achieve the level of one against two.

But the problem is that the Knights of the Wyvern and the ascetics have different ways of cultivating.

In the last game, many members of the Wyvern Knights focused on combat were eliminated because of repeated traps and traps, and even if they finally passed the first round with the help of Tang Rui and Jem, only a small number of people remained.

On the contrary, he is an ascetic, because his daily practice emphasizes suffering and enduring suffering, in order to sharpen his mind, so even if he encounters no fewer traps than the Flying Dragon Knights in the first round, he has always been very stable and does not rush to deal with trap traps one by one.

This allowed them to make it through the first round with the fewest attrition of any church!

Because of this, they had a huge advantage from the start of the second round.

It's better to say that now that the players have not yet made their strength, and the number of people is far less than that of the ascetics, it is not easy for the Wyvern Knights to still bite the first place and sit firmly in the second place.

Originally, this was supposed to continue until the players had assembled and started their show.

But things suddenly changed a little.

"I can't feel the sea god's gaze anymore......"

Sivi muttered quietly as he sensed the situation on the island through his followers on Fish-Man Island.

It seems that the last time the god of the gods was warned, the sea god ran to the land to spread wild, but was beaten by a group of people and went back to the sea, which did leave a lot of psychological shadows, so that this time the other gods have not yet appeared, just a bunch of messy church believers appeared, which scared her away.

I don't blame the sea god for being so cowardly, after all, no force in this world has ever held a similar event before, and when the sky is over, when two or three forces form an alliance, everyone has a meal together, a banquet or something, and celebrates......

After all, in the perception of the sea god, the humans of this world are not bored enough to do things like 'let's go to the island and slay a dragon to celebrate'.

Some people may think that the Poseidon is also a superior god second only to the Seven Heavenly Fathers, and even some small churches have sent people to participate in the Shuangcheng Cup this time, even if a big guy like Poseidon doesn't know, won't the people below her know?

Unfortunately, she really didn't know. Who made her basically not accept the beliefs of humans......

"Looks like you're on the right track."

Xiwei rubbed the position of his chin with his tentacle: "This incident should make the sea god mistakenly think that my god is very good, and I won't do anything again in a short time." ”

In fact, Xiwei just wanted the fox fake tiger to use the believers of other gods to deter the sea god, but he didn't expect the effect to be too good, and directly scared the other party away.

Just buying valuable development time for Sivi makes it worth the Twin Cities Cup.

The only one who may be looking for trouble for himself next is the skeleton god, and unless the dead mansion of the Dead Lord discovers Xiwei's small actions, it is impossible for a rookie evil god like the rotten evil bone to come to Xiwei's trouble.

In any way, for an existence of the level of the Seven Heavenly Fathers like him, the trouble of personally finding the budding god of Xiwei was too cheap.

And although the skeleton god who is most likely to come forward is stronger than the current Xiwei, Xiwei is no longer Wuxia Amon, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, even if he faces each other head-on, he will not be killed by the other party in seconds, as long as he persists until the big lion who can crush the skeleton god arrives, there will be no problem.

After all, the rotten evil bone is an evil god, and it is a natural enemy for Aslan, the god of justice, and the skeleton god is barely neutral, and the big lion usually won't trouble it, but if the skeleton god is holding on to the fall of the evil bone, if he wants to do something to Xiwei, the big lion will help Xiwei to blow up the skeleton god in turn.

What's more, after the Twin Cities Cup is over, and the Church of the God of Games is completely famous in the Northlands, unlike the one that can only act secretly like at the beginning, the number of believers should increase by leaps and bounds.

At that time, he will definitely be able to harvest a large wave of faith power, and maybe he will be able to get a glimpse of the opportunity to break through the bottleneck, get rid of the new name, and become a median god.

"Huh?"

While Syvi was still looking ahead to his bright future, he suddenly noticed that something was not going to be harmonious in the game.

On the cliff by the sea, two groups of people are facing each other.

"I thought your Game God Church was quite quiet, but I didn't expect it to be such a church that hides filth and dirt!" The leader of the ascetics looked at the mane-eyed squad in front of him, and his old-fashioned face showed an unhappy look, which was also the time when the ascetic's expression was the most abundant in this competition: "It's disappointing that even a heretic savage like you will be accepted as a cultist!" ”

Mane frowned.

It seems that this ascetic is a pure humanist fanatic, the type that regards all humanoids and subhuman races as heretical.

Wugang behind him was even more displeased when he heard this, and he wanted to step forward to theorize, but he was blocked by Mane Eye's reach.

Because there are also such people in the Western Continent, who have been in contact with the mane of the young master of the Greyclaw Tribe, and know that no matter what they say to this kind of person, it will not work.

Their squad has not yet converged with the player's large army, except for themselves, there are only three people, Wugang, Joey, and Rabi, who does not have a complete player system, while the ascetic team on the opposite side has nearly ten people, and the level is generally above level 30, and considering that the other party still has divine arts, I am afraid that they can be treated as an elite monster template - in short, they can't beat each other with a few of them alone.

Although the player can be resurrected, in such a match, there are no clerics and holy spear knights in their own team, unless they are wearing resurrection armor (a new item from the system store, which is very expensive), and can be resurrected on the spot, even if they have a resurrection cross, they will be disqualified because they will be resurrected at the resurrection stone.

Mane Eye can't do enough to disqualify the players from the game by gambling for himself.

"Beasts over there!" Seeing that Mane Eye did not speak, the ascetic became even more imposing, and said loudly, "You listen to me......"

In the next moment, the tide dragon burst out of the sea, biting off the upper half of the ascetic's body in one bite, and then quickly burrowed back to the surface.

Mane Eye Squad: "......"

Ascetics: "......"

Mane Eyes was silent for a long time, looking at the other party's two feet still on the cliff and spreading his hands.

"I'm listening."

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Chapter 295: I'm Listening