The post of crusading against the Cataclysm level quickly gained popularity on the forum, and as the strength continued to grow, players gradually had ideas about the Cataclysm, and now someone took the lead in mentioning it, which suddenly sparked the impulse of a large number of players in the bottom of their hearts.

The last time a Scourge was killed was in version 3.0, a collective action organized by the Legion, and since then, the Legion has not organized a similar action, and it is a forum that has been crowded with responders.

But now that the public stargates in various places are collectively closed to the super A-level forces, most players are unable to help due to the distance. After all, most people still have to take care of their own black market, and this time it is just a player's suggestion, not a large mission, and the oil and water are limited, so most people are only willing to support in the forum.

However, there are still some people who are strongly interested in it.

In the base, Jupiter turned off the private chat channel on the panel, turned his head to look at the room full of the backbone elites of the Protoss Guild, and nodded calmly.

"I've already negotiated with that player, this operation is in charge of our guild, and the scope of the boss's activity is the Dedora system of the Endless Nebula, not far from us...... It just so happens that many of our guild members are running a black market nearby, so it's easy to mobilize. ”

Poseidon, the backbone of the guild, stopped talking and asked, "This will affect the progress of many guild members' black market missions, and this is just a spontaneous action of non-missions, is it worth our big fight?" ”

Jupiter nodded heavily, "Of course it's worth it!" It's a good opportunity to make a name for yourself, the club hasn't done much in successive league games, if we can make some achievements and increase the popularity of the club, everyone will have a bonus! ”

The Protoss Guild is a professional guild under the Temple Club, and due to the team's poor performance, these versions of the guild have not been satisfactory, and their names have been snatched away by the Dynasty, Changkong, and Jiangcheng.

And now with the change of versions, the heritage of each guild is getting stronger and stronger, and what was unthinkable before is now gradually ambitious, and if you can kill a natural disaster, you can feed back to the club.

"Are you sure it has an effect?,Version 3.0 has a catastrophe-level death in the hands of players.,If you do it again.,It shouldn't be much of a sensation." Poseidon hesitated.

"Stupid! How did that Artemore from version 3.0 die? It was a camp event organized by the Black Star Legion, and there were so many people who participated that no one could be famous. But if our guild kills a natural calamity level independently, can the nature be the same? This is the guild's first kill! What a heat! Jupiter poked Poseidon in the head with his fingers, and his tone hated that iron was not steel.

Hearing this, the guild backbones present were deeply convinced.

Although the legion has long allowed players to use crowd tactics to pile up a catastrophe level, the meaning of the guild's independent first kill is different, and it is definitely sensational.

For further honors, there is only one person who kills first, but everyone present knows that there is no such fierce person in the current player group.

"President, isn't it a bit risky, with our guild, can we handle the natural disaster level?" Poseidon scratched his head.

"I can only give it a try, I feel that there is still hope, after all, it is not version 3.0 anymore."

Jupiter said in a deep voice.

At the beginning, it was the legion that created an environment of deathmatch, and hundreds of thousands of people continued to come back from the dead, and finally used the crowd tactics to solve the opponent. After all, the gap between the B-level and the natural disaster level is far less than the gap between the super A-level and the natural disaster level, and the crowd tactics of a lower level are still effective against the natural disaster level.

Their guild naturally can't take out so many people casually like the legion, but the average strength of the players is not what it used to be, the average level per capita is more than 30 levels higher than at the beginning, and the elite of the guild is basically more than 150 levels, which can be regarded as B-level veterans.

Moreover, the Black Star Legion has been updating its equipment technology, and the weapons and equipment used by players today are much stronger than those of version 3.0, and there are even a series of special hole cards such as evolution badges, and the combat power is considerable.

With so much progress, Jupiter felt that the guild should be able to independently pile up a catastrophe-level, and it was worth the gamble.

Hearing his explanation, many guild backbones were also convinced, replaced by excitement, all of them geared up and couldn't wait.

Although this is not a task, their initiative does not matter.

Jupiter glanced at the crowd and said aloud:

"Since everyone has no opinion, let's go fight the boss now and let's go!"

……

Endless Nebula, Dedora System, Heavy Iron Guard Main Base.

This is a huge interstellar fortress, which looks like a building block base made of countless rectangles of large and small, with a very neat structure, layered and angular.

On the frontal armor of the Star Fortress, a huge glyph is inscribed, like a heavy mecha helmet, which is the power insignia of the Heavy Iron Guard.

The Heavy Iron Guard is a well-known civilian armed organization in the Dedora system, and most of the members of the organization are armed warriors, ostensibly civilian armed forces, but it is said that the background is not ordinary, and there is an unclear connection with the Feni civilization that rules this galaxy.

And the leader of this organization is Dafis, nicknamed "Earthcore", who is rumored to be a minions raised by the Finney civilization and completes some shady work for them.

At this moment, in the office of the head of the main base, Dafeth was receiving a distinguished guest, and they were having a good conversation, and laughter rang out in the room from time to time.

“…… Haha, it's really troublesome for you to personally escort this batch of goods, I have already had people check it, and the condition is very good. ”

Dafeth smiled, his tone satisfied.

Opposite him was a man in an earthy yellow robe, also like a pangolin, and the same Finney tribe as Dafest, but his body was mechanically dressed in a large area, a pair of electronic eyes were always shining red, his body was deeply sunk into the sofa, his weight was very amazing, his organs and limbs were basically replaced with mechanical prostheses, and his whole body was made of metal.

"Of course, when have we shipped you goods of poor quality? This batch of machinery and equipment is officially freshly baked military weapons, specially approved by the military department, and others can't buy them if they want to. ”

The man spoke with a vocal device in his throat, simulating an enthusiastic tone.

He is the emissary of the Finney civilization, and has always been the head of liaison with the Heavy Iron Guard in place of the higher-ups, and the two sides do have a cooperative relationship, exchanging resources for the effectiveness of Dafes.

The Finney civilization has a soft spot for mechanical implants, and has always been a hot seller of mechanical prosthetics, almost everyone has accepted the transformation, and there are even many civilians who only retain their biological brains and replace their shells with different types of mechanical equipment. And the superpowers in the civilization are also mostly mechanical, among which the mechanical warriors are the main trend within the civilization.

"Don't worry, I know your intentions, take your things, I will naturally complete the task well." Dafeth grinned and said, "I've done almost what you told me before, and according to the information you provided, I've removed the nails that the Super A-Class Association has planted in the black market in several nearby star regions, and I'm only missing the last few planets." ”

"Oh? Among this group of people, many of them are the immortals of the Black Star Legion, they can't be killed, are you sure you have solved it? ”

The messenger asked casually, picked up the cup on the table and took a sip, the cup was a black viscous liquid, this is a heavy metal drink specially made for the colonizer, which is broken down into different elements through special digestive organs, which is very nutritious for the colonizer.

"What about the immortals, as long as they destroy the black market channels in their hands, they will either start all over again, or they will be out of the woods."

Dafes disagreed.

The messenger put down the cup and said curiously: "I heard from your subordinates that some of the immortals you killed threatened to take revenge on you, aren't you afraid?" ”

"Do they have what it takes? These people are vulnerable, and they dare to speak wildly only because they don't die, otherwise they would have been scared by me a long time ago, if they dare to retaliate, I will kill one and I will kill one of the two. ”

Dafeth snorted coldly, and while expressing disdain, his tone was vaguely sour.

He relies on his own strength, unless he is at the same level or super A-level, he doesn't pay attention to it, but for the player's indestructible characteristics, he will be envious and jealous if he is a superpower, and he is no exception.

It is precisely because he can't get it that he will have another kind of resentment and contempt, which makes him can't help but have a sour mentality of "what's the big deal".

"Then I'll be relieved." The envoy nodded, and instructed: "In short, this is the task ordered by the three major civilizations, it is better to be as cautious as possible, and the black market was originally under our control, providing us with a lot of profits, and the super A-level association thinks that with the support of the black market managers, it can send a few people to take over our black market at will, which is really whimsical." ”

Some of the high-level members of the Finney civilization are the umbrella of most of the black market in this galaxy, from which they continue to make profits and enrich their own pockets, and the super A-level association wants to integrate the black market, blocking their financial path.

At this juncture, the three major civilizations have interviewed a number of galaxy-level civilizations, hoping that each civilization will cooperate with them to crack down on the association's people in the black market, and the Finney civilization is also one of the interviewees.

The Endless Nebula and the Broken Star Ring are far away, and no matter how powerful the Black Star Legion is, they can't reach it, and they are galaxy-level civilizations, protected by the Peace Treaty, and hugging the thighs of the three major civilizations are far more beneficial than currying favor with the Super A-level Association, so the Fenni civilization simply supports the three major civilizations and lets the team sent by the Dafes Extermination Association to take over the black market, killing two birds with one stone.

"With me, they won't succeed."

Dafeth waved his hand with a big grin, suddenly squinted his eyes, and said in a low voice:

"Don't forget the benefits that came to me after the deed was done......"

The envoy laughed twice, "Don't worry, we have been working together for so long, and the boss doesn't want to break his promise, as long as you can do this properly, the boss will not only support you to continue to expand, but also be willing to let you become one of the behind-the-scenes controllers of this black market, and promise you that the profits of the black market will not be less than yours." ”

"Of course I trust you."

Dafeth smiled with satisfaction.

He risked offending the Black Star Legion to do dirty work for civilization, naturally for his own interests, and if the interests were not big enough, he would not sell his life.

Due to the penchant of the Finney civilization, the profit of smuggling machinery products in the black market in this area is an astronomical amount a year, and Dafes has coveted it for a long time, and now as long as he clears the nails planted by outsiders, he can get a piece of this big cake, which is a great opportunity for him.

The thought of the prospect of a huge profit in the future that would be enough for him to swim in the banknotes made Dafe so happy that he felt that his nerve cells were much more active.

However, at this moment, something happened suddenly!

Bang!!

An explosion-like loud bang suddenly sounded in the base, and the two of them felt a distinct shock at the same time, the cup on the table shook and fell to the ground, and the heavy metal drink spilled on the ground, like a puddle of black engine oil.

Immediately after, a shrill siren sounded, and the warning lights came on, dyeing the room red.

"What's going on?!"

Dafeth stood up abruptly, called his adjutant, and asked loudly.

"Boss, the base has just been attacked by bombing, the opponent's naval guns are too powerful, the protective shield has been chiseled out of a few cracks, someone has already entered the base, and the intelligent center is mobilizing the guard troops to meet the enemy!" The adjutant hurriedly replied.

"Anyone dared to raid my base camp? What is the origin of the enemy? Are there any natural disasters? Dafes was furious.

"No, I don't know, the enemy ship has erased the power mark, but it hasn't detected the individual energy source of the Cataclysm......"

"No natural calamity level dares to come to my base camp?!"

Dafever was furious, pushed the lieutenant away, and left the room.

At this time, the messenger was a little worried, and couldn't help but speak: "Should I avoid it first?" ”

"What are you afraid of, I will be able to solve the problem in a while, and I will go back when I go."

Dafes didn't look back, and strode out.

The adjutant was about to follow, when suddenly his arm tightened and he was pulled by the messenger.

He looked back, and heard only the messenger speak:

"That...... I'd better hide for a while, do you have a safe house here? ”

……

At the same time, more than a dozen battleships with pitch black bodies were suspended outside the base, constantly pouring firepower.

Thundered!!

A dark red beam of naval guns slammed into the protective shield of the Heavy Iron Guard's space base, blasting cracks.

The battleship's belly constantly shoots out of the assault bay and the drop bay, with thrusters at one end and a high-speed spinning drill at the other, covered with shields all over the body, smashing into the surface of the base along the cracks in the shield. Some were shattered in mid-air by the base's guard guns, while others managed to carry the barrage, slammed into the base's armor, and drilled into it, leaving holes one after another.

"Go ahead! All the guys who land in the enemy's base camp, remember to bind the resurrection flag as soon as possible! ”

In the command room of the main ship, Jupiter commanded loudly, emotionally excited, and spat flying.

The members of this fleet are all players of the Protoss Guild, and it took a lot of time to complete the secret assembly, and after checking the information, they slaughtered to the base camp of Dafeth.

In order to kill a natural disaster, the Protoss Guild has made a bloody investment, these warships are the property purchased by the guild, equipped with a large number of war weapons, although the number of warships is less, but the shipboard technology is very high, they are all legion products, dealing with a civilian armed organization can be described as a dimensionality reduction strike, in order to quickly land on the enemy base.

At this moment, the guild channel is extremely lively, and the news is crazy to swipe the screen.

"Comfortable, I'm in!"

"The people in the back are about to be airdropped, and the enemy's support is coming."

"The magician and the telekinesis control the field, and give the mechanic a chance to pave the field!"

"Don't waste your energy on the mobs, force the boss out first!"

In the base, the players who have landed are killed, and all of them are senior B-level superpowers, and they have overturned a lot of guards by chopping melons and vegetables.

At this moment, a coercion quickly approached.

There was a loud bang, and the metal wall on one side opened, and Daphes, armed with a heavy axe, rushed in.

Dafeth looked at the enemy in the field, his eyes locked on the large fuselage of the legion commander, and he was impressed by this guy who had died in his hands ten times in a row, and he was immediately furious.

"It's you?!"

The legion leader's big machine smashed a C-class martial artist with a single shot, and when he heard this, he turned his head to look over and grinned.

"Surprised? If you come out to mix, you will shout a cart of bread people, and you will shout a cart of bread people! ”

Without waiting for Dafes to reply, the regimental commander's big machine pointed his gun at him and shouted:

"Brothers, it's him, get him!"

The next moment, the eyes of everyone present fell on Dafest's body, and the excitement of seeing the prey ignited in his eyes.

Rao is Dafes has experienced a hundred battles, and he was stared at by a bunch of B-class superpowers for a while, and he instinctively felt a shudder.

But then, his anger swelled suddenly, and he raised his mechanical heavy axe, and one charged into the warband, and with great force, he slammed the axe and slashed the two players who stood in front of him.

"What are you doing...... Bring about one's own destruction! ”

And the players, on the other hand, almost unanimously said:

"MT group! Above! ”