"Alright guys, it's time for us to play!"

As the dust and shouts approached, the Flame Legend of the Captain, announced loudly, and then spread out the raised sword and shield along with the movements of several nearby companions rushing forward, around the snowy slope. The appearance of several guys in strange costumes chasing a person then began to gradually become clear, and the next moment they crossed the small lake at the edge of the last grassland, and it seemed that they had discovered Duan Qing's existence, and the figure running at the front began to shout towards the top of the snow slope.

Although he very much disagreed with this kind of no-nonsense approach in his heart, Duan Qing knew as soon as he saw the face of the Flame Legend that the idea of this guy waiting for a fight had been deposited for a long time.

"Get ready to fight! Hold on to the highest! We're uphill and they can't rush up! ”

"Well, those people are ......"

"What is it? Is it okay not to say half a sentence when you speak? ”

"I, I'll hit first."

Boom –

The jumbled words were accompanied by a distinct loud explosion, and the billowing fireballs tumbled into the sky along with the ground in the distance, which had not yet been completely covered with snow. It seemed that he didn't expect such a power, Duan Qing, who was standing in the distance, opened his mouth slightly, and then with a helpless wry smile, he looked ahead at the crowd who was also stopped by the explosion: "Okay, it's impossible to avoid it now."

"Courage rises, little fish!"

Ahead of him then resounded with the laughter of the Flame Legend: "It's a pity ......"

"If only it had been fried more accurately!"

A loud clash of gold and stone then rang out at the front of the team, the sound of the leading Flame Legend raising his sword and slashing at the first wave of attacking enemy shadows, belonging to the image of those wearing masks and red and black costumes, and then drowning out the eyes of the players in the front, their hair seemed to be long, covered with all kinds of strange feathers, and the weapons in their hands seemed to reflect an uncomfortable white light in the bright sunlight that was different from the snowy day.

"That's ......"

Clang!

Another sound of gold and stone clashing sounded, and the scene of the flame legend raising a shield to block was once again revealed, but this time the source of the exchange sound had been completely reversed with the conversion of each other's offense and defense, feeling the huge force from his own big shield, the originally confident flame legend's face became much more ugly, because in his eyes, the alien in front of him, who was no different from the rear, should be just a miscellaneous soldier: "...... Small fish! ”

"Yes!"

The roar of fire then appeared in front of him, the only flame mage in the group, and several of the same aliens who had just tried to besiege them with their companions were then swept away by the magic bombardment, and fell into the distance with a wail. The rest of the surrounding enemies let out a few loud shouts when they saw this, but they were not in a language that the player could understand, and the other enemy figures with strange patterns and strange aura carved on their bodies immediately walked out of the queue, babbling slowly towards the Flame Legend and the others.

"They, what are they doing?"

"I don't know...... Is there any difference between these people? ”

“…… Little fish, throw another burst fireball and give it a try. ”

"Oh, good."

Following the orders of his captain, the young flame mage threw a huge fireball again, and the orange-red flame that everyone had expected then made a soft pop, and disappeared the moment it touched them. As if sensing the expected result as well, the aliens in red and black clothes then shouted excitedly, in contrast to the face of the Flame Legend sinking again, and the footsteps of his own shield slowly retreating: "Sure enough...... These guys seem to be immune to magic, so that's why they are in front. ”

"It's not easy, just let them watch our show." The grinning fat man then disappeared in place: "See if I don't cut them into pieces......"

"Magician retreat!" The Legend of the Flames, who had stepped forward again, then raised his shield and shouted, "The rest! Deal with those carved guys first! One person against at least two! ”

"Captain, Captain Flame!" A voice rang out behind him: "Look over there! Someone's running over there! ”

Following the direction indicated by this voice, the Flame Legend who raised his shield to block the attack in front of him tilted his head slightly, and the lone figure that had lured the group of enemies before appeared at the end of the snowy slope there, panting and running towards this side. Waving vigorously to this side, the figure then let out a few screams at the Legend of the Flames, and then led the group of enemies who had been chasing him in two directions and were following him at this time, in front of everyone: "...... I X. ”

"What should I do? So many people ......"

“…… They shouldn't be remote, right? ”

"You want to fly a kite? How much can you pull? ”

There seemed to be no option to retreat at all, and a few players who had discussed a little then slowly pulled away towards the side of the snow slope, and then still used the fireball as the spearhead, taking the lead in separating the two groups of people who were chasing and fleeing from the side. The potato who was in charge of answering then threw out two broken sword marks, and then took the lead in escorting the lonely figure who was also blown away by the explosion to retreat, and the position that originally belonged to him was then replaced by the extremely fast fat man, who was able to block the next few attacks: "Hurry up!"

"I can't stop that much!"

The dagger in his hand reversed half a direction, and the agile Flying Man smashed the handle on the skull of one of the enemies, and the special handle then burst out of a white light in the air, stunning the enemy in place, and the thief who did not stop then threw out two fierce horizontal slashes, forcing back the two enemies who wanted to continue the attack, and then rolled backwards with a short body, dodging the two flying spears in a millimeter: "...... Who just said they wouldn't attack from a distance! ”

"Labor and management beat you to death!"

The body that fell down the snow slope writhed strangely twice, and the fat body of the Flying Man then slid down the slope for some distance, turning one hundred and eighty degrees in the second moment of escaping the encirclement, and slashing the ankles of the other two enemies with his backhand.

“…… Could it be that the fat people in this game are so agile? ”

In his heart, he recalled a certain Mr. Yang, who was always by Pamir's side, and looked at the two enemies who were screaming and falling Duan Qing sighed involuntarily, but his gaze involuntarily turned to the right, the Yangtze River No. 7 who had just rushed forward. Doubting his ability to handle the battle in front of him, the swordsman-looking creature cautiously greeted the passing potatoes before lifting his blade and stabbing at the nearest enemy: "Eat me a ......"

Clang!

A humiliating metal crash resounded in the air, accompanied by a long sword that had been knocked into the air, and the Yangtze River No. 7 with a look of disbelief on its face then strode back in the direction it had come, and finally fell to the ground with its right arm raised high from the weapon. The alien warrior who had slashed him into the air then let out a cry of victory, and with several of his companions around him, broke through the line on the right side, and the heavy long knife that had been dragging on the ground was raised again, slashing at the swordsman player who had not yet risen.

No, no!

If you die here......

A trace of obscure light flashed in his eyes, and the Yangtze River No. 7, who fell to the ground sideways, quietly stretched out a hand that was pressed below into his arms, and a bright sword light broke through everyone's sight in the next moment, and suddenly slashed out towards the sky outside the slope, and several blood splatters that were cut off then sounded between the player's front and the swordsman who fell to the ground, accompanied by a large area of bright red splashed on the white snow, and Duan Qing, who finally stepped forward with his sword, then appeared in front of the "blood slope", Slowly blocked this extremely cruel scene: "They use bone weapons, which are much more powerful than you think, pay attention."

"You, you ......"

"Yangtze River No. 7! Don't be pushy! The commanding voice belonging to the Legend of the Flame then sounded in front of this pool of blood, but the warning voice paused at a moment when it inadvertently turned around: "Their strength is very high!" Hard fighting is the act of looking for death...... Did you hear that? Are you still alive? You...... Belch. ”

"You, how did you do that?"

"Some special means."

Pointing to the ravine caused by his own sword qi, Duan Qing continued in a low voice: "Don't think about sword qi so strongly, there is no such thing as sword qi in the several major battle skills registered in the alliance, the reason for this is ...... It's just that it doesn't go into the stream. ”

"Especially in a place like the free world." He grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and then took a swinging stance: "One day...... Even an ordinary player will learn the skill of 'Sword Qi'. ”

Whew-

The heavy sound of breaking the air then sounded in the ears of the Yangtze River No. 7, completely blowing away Duan Qing's words that had not yet been dispersed, and another sword qi with a gang wind then flew towards the center of the battlefield with an irresistible momentum, cutting several aliens with demon patterns who had been intercepted by the flame legend into the same two halves, and the scattered sword gang then exploded in all directions along the accurate trace that had just been crossed, and at the same time pushed all the people who were scared out of a cold sweat to the side. They stared at the zigzag sword marks left by the sword qi that slashed across the battlefield like thunder and lightning, and their eyes seemed to fall off: "Damn, immortals?"

"It's just that I've been a little angry lately, so I didn't keep my hands."

Lightly waving his sword, Duan Qing smiled at the Yangtze River No. 7, who was also looking at him: "I'll leave it to you next."

"You, aren't you going on? And so many people ......"

"Those demon exempt guys should be almost dead, so ......" Pointing to the little fish behind him who was also stunned, Duan Qing waved his hand meaninglessly: "Don't you still have magicians?" It shouldn't be a problem to clean up these natives who have good weapons but no skills, right? ”

“…… That's right. ”

Looking at the aliens who were beginning to waver because of the sudden death of their companions, Flame Legend, who was trying to restrain the pungent bloody breath, took the lead in pulling the big sword behind his back: "We are mercenaries now!" Don't forget our current responsibilities! ”

"The rest are a bunch of remnants of the defeated army, so it's better to leave it to us." The fat thief who also got up also said loudly, but his eyes involuntarily dangled on Duan Qing's body: "Anyway, there are still masters who are pressing the formation, right...... Ouch! ”

"Watch out ahead, don't let anyone slip over." The potato who came back kicked the fat man's body away, and at the same time allowed him to dodge a flying spear: "If we let the employer see the joke again, are we embarrassed to call ourselves some kind of fighting master?"

"It's PVE, it's not the same as the battlefield." The Yangtze River No. 7, which gradually got up, slapped his body, as if he was trying to get rid of the blood stained on his body: "Even if something goes wrong, it should be ......"

"Hey!"

A shout suddenly crossed the vast foothills of Hulan Mountain, far away from the distance on the other side of the snow slope, and a team of more than a dozen players then appeared behind the mountain there, approaching this side with great momentum, and the alien warriors who also found those people then let out a strange shout, but what they said was still a language that the players could not understand, and finally slowly retreated in the direction of the bottom of the slope with a threatening gaze staring at Duan Qing and the others.

"You ......"

Amid the chaotic and loud footsteps, the group of players finally reached the edge of the battlefield as the enemy retreated: "You're not locals, are you?"

"Why do you look so much like the cops in those old movies?"

Spit out such a comment towards the surroundings, but the greatsword of the Flame Legend did not put it away: "This is also what we want to ask you...... Who are you? ”

"We are members of the Royal Guild."

One of the leading players then walked out of the queue, the shield on his back reflecting a bright metallic glow: "Sort of...... Indigenous adventurers of this land, you ...... Is it coming from the east? ”

“…… That's right, we passed by here by accident. The potato who stepped forward then pressed his captain's shoulder, and then raised his voice: "The battle just now was not what we wanted, but was led by this guy behind me, we were forced to fight, without any malice!"

"That guy ......" looked at the lonely figure behind them, and the player named Babaojun in the lead had a light in his eyes: "Where did you find it?"

He ...... I came here by myself. ”

"Ran out on your own? Hey, you're in luck. ”

Waving to them, Babaojun then took the lead and walked back: "Come with me...... Oh yes. ”

"It's a little weird, but I have to add."

He added, but the smile on his face was full of unusual enthusiasm.

"Welcome to Anderson, adventurers."