In the midst of the chaotic crowd, a goblin swordsman and a goblin assassin are engaged in a life-and-death struggle.

Grabbing Genbao tried to adjust his breathing, the absence of pain does not mean that there are no five senses, on the contrary, the feeling is more sensitive.

Of course, it is also possible that the reason for the game program.

But whatever the reason, Grab Root Treasure enjoys the thrill of being able to use his own power to fight, and still fight unscrupulously.

The skills I learned before can be used in the game, and even the method of making a psychological suggestion to myself is very effective, as if the attack power has skyrocketed.

His opponent was Burning Chest Hair, who had been stabbed several times in a row in the previous duel, but because Burning Chest Hair was equipped with the best equipment, he was not able to do any substantial damage to him.

But it doesn't really matter, because technical players are popular everywhere.

Players gathered around the side shouting and cheering.

Of course, this is not a grudge between Grabbing the Root Treasure and the burning chest hair, but an ordinary "duel to plant the flag".

The players and the "Beastman NPC Apple" have agreed to meet at the east gate of Winterfell at 8 a.m. and set off together to reclaim their homeland.

Such an exciting task, how can it be possible to arrive on time at eight o'clock.

By six o'clock in the morning, players had already begun to show up nearby, chatting and waiting.

As time goes on, the number of players increases......

"Sell Winterfell T1 level equipment! There are also all kinds of green and blue outfits, and purple outfits are to be booked, hurry up and find me! ”

"Collect the magic stones! RMB to collect magic stones! As many as you want! ”

"Have you opened a team to take me as a loose person, I want to do this task, but I don't have a friend!"

"The five regiments of the Dragon Guild have begun to accept people! Only 30 people per group! Hurry up and take part in Apple's mission! Join the group first, send equipment, send magic stones, and get a monthly salary in RMB! The president is a big tyrant! ”

"Someone planted the flag, did anyone plant the flag, one hundred game coins for a game!"

"Sell exquisite salted fish, slightly bright to improve and defense, as well as bloody chrysanthemum tea, the same style as Lao Xia, and goblin tuxedos, all sold! If you want to buy it, take a look! ”

Shouts like this come and go.

And the time is only seven o'clock in the morning.

Maruko squinted and yawned, and was called out by his assistant Cherry, who still hadn't woken up.

And the reason why Cherry called him was also very simple, a group of guys with green heads gathered at the east gate in large numbers.

How big is it? Thousands of people.

Maruko was in good spirits at the time, what does this mean? The Eternal Kingdom Dungeon is attacking Winterfell? Impossible, logically speaking, now the dungeon of the Eternal Kingdom, and Winterfell should be the best honeymoon period for diplomatic relations, some time ago, Sherlock also led his people to save Winterfell in danger, it is impossible to come and attack Winterfell in the blink of an eye.

No matter what, Maruko got up as soon as possible, and then followed the guard to the scene.

So I saw the scene in front of me.

The players, jumping, singing, buying and selling, and fighting.

"I'm an intern for two and a half years, ......"

There were also people who made strange movements with hippie smiles to provoke the guards, and they ordered them to be arrested on the spot, and they were hanged urgently.

The guys with green characters on the side didn't even mean to save it, and they were still clapping on the side.

It's also for the little balls.

After seeing it, it was subdued, but so many people still couldn't care about it, and Xiao Maruko soon learned the reason why they gathered here after many inquiries.

A group of beastmen from the countryside, whose hometown was occupied by ogres, came here to ask for help, and they are the great saviors who help the group of beastmen.

Okay, we don't object to you doing good deeds, blocking our city gate in the early morning is a little unacceptable, not only blocking, but you also gather people to duel, gather people to chat, gather people to buy!

But because they are from the dungeons of the Eternal Kingdom, Maruko can't control it, and he doesn't dare to take care of it, as long as he doesn't make trouble in Winterfell.

Not long after Maruko arrived at the scene, she met the beastman villagers who had rushed over, and walked over under the leadership of Apple.

Apple was also stunned when he saw this scene, he originally meant that there were one or two hundred people to help him, but in the blink of an eye, so many people came, these are thousands of people, right?

Apple's eyes were filled with tears of emotion, and his hometown was saved!

He thought so.

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Inside the Hall of the Lords of the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon.

"Oh, why are you so vegetable, you're dead again, they all say that you have to hide like this here, hide like this, don't be greedy for knives when you're a big skill."

"Drink the medicine! Hurry up and the medicine bottle! ”

"Magic, try it here."

"Blades, don't strike the iron, it's all in danger!"

"No, I can't stand it anymore."

Sherlock tossed aside the wolf that had died with the word "dish" on the screen, stood up, grabbed the dog's wings, opened the door and threw it out.

However, just as the dog was getting rid of it, Sherlock noticed a strange phenomenon, that is, his dungeon of the Eternal Kingdom was empty.

To be precise, there are a lot fewer people.

In the past, no matter what time it was, there were always a lot of people outside the lord's hall, either to do tasks together and come back to repair equipment, or to resurrect companions, or to exchange items, or simply to plant flags and duel here, buy and sell items, and form a guild to collect people.

And so on and so forth, but I have never seen such a small number of people.

"What time is it?" Sherlock asked subconsciously.

"It's half past eight." The dog who was thrown on the ground replied, but the dog was stunned for a moment and asked strangely:

"Why didn't anyone take me to the bath?"

Eight thirty? It stands to reason that it should have started to go online one after another at half past eight, why are there still so few people?

Sherlock frowned strangely, but Blue had already dutifully answered Sherlock's question at this time:

"Lord Sherlock, because the players are on a mission!"

"What task? Did you add it to them? ”

"No, those adventurer missions released by the beastmen yesterday, they developed their own plots."

Blue said.

"A plot that you developed yourself? You're saying that the players are following the beastman called Apple to save their home. “

Sherlock frowned, thought for a moment, and went back:

"Forget it, I'll clear the customs first."

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