"Alright, I'm not going to play with you anymore. There will be a period later. ”

The gossip sect leader made a throat-slitting gesture to Qingyi, and disappeared into the air with a smile.

Qingyi was stunned for seven or eight seconds, then ran over like crazy and began to carry the stones. Xue Duo stretched out more than a dozen long shadow arms, grabbed a stone with each hand, and threw it backwards. Xue Duo also encouraged Qingyi: "Host, it's okay, it'll be fine soon!" ”

Qingyi didn't take a breath, just buried himself in cleaning up. Kara, when he was moving the stones, he didn't know what mechanism he touched (it was definitely set up by the Bagua Sect Master), and the stones on the high place flooded him like a flood......

Outside the city of Osgiria, fifteen thousand cavalry and three hundred or so necro players were helplessly looking up at the city walls. In the past, these tens of meters high walls were a guarantee of their safety, but now they are a towering, precipitous and insurmountable obstacle. Many players sat down on the ground in despair, let the rain fall on them, and then began to cry. Even if it is a man, he still can't control his tear ducts when he is vulnerable.

Nav stepped forward, raised her horsewhip, and shouted, "Necromantic beast cavalry, give me a siege!" ”

The necromantic beasts dragging the chains gathered in front of the door, and kept sending [Charge] forward. Bang, bang, bang! The door panel shuddered as it slammed, revealing a slight crack in the door. But the necromantic beast cavalry had nothing to accomplish except to widen the crack in the door by ten centimeters.

"What to do? Frankie is going to die! Fermat panicked, and shouted at Waltpole Cullen as he pulled the tarpaulin from his coat for the big dog. Let the rotting vultures come to the rescue? ”

"Are you kidding?! Birds simply can't fly in this weather, and once exposed to rain, they completely dissipate in less than two minutes! Even if you can fly, you can move the big dog's weight of two tons to me?!! Walter Pohler brushed his hair, trying to get the moisture out of his wet hair, but he didn't expect to brush up a piece of his scalp by the way. He looked at the hair on his hands with some pity: "Damn, I lost my hair in middle age all of a sudden." ”

"You're arguing to death!" Naf, who had been distraught, couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and shouted at the two colleagues, and then pointed at the city gate with a horsewhip: "[Group charge]! ”

The necromantic beast cavalry retreated some distance and slammed into the city gate. Their [group charge] was like a battering ram, smashing the gates open a little. The current gate is large enough for a person to pass through sideways, but unfortunately there are dense and almost opaque stones behind the gate. The latch of the city gate was not broken, but it was slightly bent under the impact, which belonged to elastic deformation, and at this time, the crack of the door was slowly closed.

The cavalry rammed into it again, then staggered back and fell to the ground in a backshock. Their muscles were torn, their joints were cracked of different sizes, and their blood vessels were broken. If they weren't necromancy, they might have been shocked to death on the first impact.

Seeing that the cavalry were working in vain, the players were already discouraged. Some players stand against the base of the wall, trying to reduce the range of wetting on their bodies; Some players reluctantly start to take a detour to see if other gates can be opened. Several presidents couldn't control the scene at all, and Super Burger King almost got into a fight with his own members. pessimistic, unwilling, hopeless...... The harmony of all kinds of emotions is more complex and richer than the clouds of death, and it oppresses the soul of all people.

"Embryo III." transforms into a large bird, and flies up in the wind and rain, opening up wounds and spilling a lot of yellow bodily fluids. It stretched out its claws and grabbed Frankie's body, but it couldn't lift it up!

"Damn, it really doesn't work." Waltpole was so anxious that two tiny black blood beads brewed in the corners of his eyes, but he quickly wiped them away. He looked at the city gate, "When will it be opened?" ”

The cavalrymen worked hard for a long time, and died batch after batch. Their corpses lay in front of the city gates, serving as stepping stones for their companions. It's just that no matter how many times they hit, they can't break through the gates.

"Rubbish! It's all rubbish! ”

Nave scolded the soldiers roughly, squeezed a path with her body, and came to the city gates. Her helmet was dissolved, her face had been eroded so that her cheekbones could be seen, and her eyelids, in particular, had slowly rotted open, revealing two large eyeballs. She drew her sword and unsheathed it, and launched the [Thrust Lilac Rain] in shock! The sword light did not diverge, but gathered into a bunch of cloves, pierced into the crack of the door, and stabbed the latch thicker than a person's thigh!

Then, taking a slight break, she put away her sword and raised her right fist......

【Thrust Lilac Rain】!

The fist wearing iron gloves slammed into the city gate, and there was no poetry and charm of lilac rain at all, only naked violence and gore! The gates were blasted open a little more, and the stones behind them loosened.

【Thrust Lilac Rain】!

Nave's fist had been deformed, and his metacarpal bones must have shattered to the size of peanuts. But she pursed her lips, as if she didn't feel the slightest pain, and just waited for the skill to cool down, and then let her fist go faster and more urgently! The stone pile made a titicaca-like sound!

【Thrust Lilac Rain】!

Under the continuous hard fighting, the fists have become rotten meat, and there are many holes in the city gate. When she stopped, her entire arm had twisted into a strange shape, as if it had been smoked and curled.

"Are you crazy?" Waterpole was stunned.

"Shut up, life pro!" Nafu didn't even look at each other, and raised her fist: "If we don't open the city gate, none of us will want to live!" Although I am not afraid of death, I hope that the cause of death in the report is 'war death', not 'bad weather'! ”

"This young lady's temper is really strong, and whoever marries her is also very happy...... Luckily, we're from the country, and we don't deserve her......" Fermat muttered, watching in horror. After receiving Fermat's order, the "Embryo II" took up the "Call of the Dead", aimed at the crack in the door, and launched the [Dirty Ball] in an attempt to break the stone.

"Embryo Body III." also stepped forward to help. It squeezes through the crack in the door, then turns into a puddle of soft mass (somewhat like a flesh slime) and seeps into the cracks in the stone. There was a piercing cutting sound, and the stone powder fell in a platter, and I don't know how it started.

Bang!

Neve smashed open two doors in one fell swoop! And in the doorway, opposite his eyes, is Qingyi, whose shadows flutter around him. Qingyi glanced at Nave's right arm (which was already skeletonless, soft as an octopus tentacle), and said, "Come in!" ”

Everyone was in good spirits, and they ran desperately, and you pushed me and hit me. Nave, who was originally as strong as an iron man, was pushed around by the crowd, and involuntarily walked a few steps forward, and finally gave up and fell to the ground. A white bone arm held her waist, but it was His Majesty.

"Good work."

Nafu looked up at His Majesty's bony face, and black tears suddenly welled up in her eyes. Because her eyes and face were melted by the acid rain, she couldn't hold back her tears at all. She sniffed, trying to get her voice back to normal: "It's nothing. ”

Qingyi smiled reluctantly: "Can you go?" ”

"Yes."

"Alas, you're good at everything, but you're too reckless. Then let's take shelter from the rain here. "Qingyi doesn't plan to let Nafu move around, look at her appearance, it's strange if she doesn't dissipate halfway. When Nafu heard this, she had to sit down with Qingyi.

Frankie was also placed aside, its head almost healed, and its two eyeballs slowly took shape, beginning to separate black and white. Waltpole Cullen and Fermat sat on the sidelines, one pouring "embryonic tissue fluid" and the other using a screwdriver to overhaul his own organs (and dismantle them in pieces).

(Xue Duo: "Today is really the most exciting day that Uncle Ben has spent with his host, hehe.") ”）

The cavalry and players alike searched for shelter from the rain, with only the guild leader and backbone remaining in the doorway. Although their faces were full of happiness for the rest of their lives, they also made no secret of their deep worries about the future.

"First of all, I'm sorry to everyone."

Qingyi suddenly spoke, attracting the attention of everyone present. He had reverted back to his human form, looking so fragile and powerless, and instead of sitting on the Shadow Throne as usual, he sat against the wall, without domineering: "I am the commander-in-chief of this battle, so I take full responsibility for the defeat. Really, I'm sorry. ”

Nafu said excitedly, "Your Majesty! You ......"

"I miscalculated the psychology of the bald eagle, I laid out the wrong strategy, I gave the wrong orders. I made many mistakes in quick succession, which eventually led to the defeat of the campaign. And everyone's performance has been excellent, thank you for your cooperation. Qingyi smiled tiredly: "The advice I can give now is to abandon the city and retreat." Osgilia's money, I can return it to everyone in a lot of money. ”

"Retreat? Can't you fight back?! "Super Burger King jumps.

"Absolutely not." Qingyi shook his head: "The backhands of the bald eagle are endless, we have to give up, and staying will only suffer more heavy losses." I guess I was right. ”

Before he could finish speaking, a series of teeth-making whistling sounds came from the distant sky.

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Creature Player Base.

The guild leaders surrounded the bald eagle and kept a close eye on the situation. Although the victory has not yet been fully achieved, several presidents are talking and laughing, and it is already a sure victory. Isn't it? With the bald eagle here, there is nothing to fear.

Raising the binoculars to see the necromantic players stream through the South Gate, Bald Eagle sighed contentedly. His weariness vanished without a trace, and his energy soared. He picked up the magic communicator and shouted, "Trebuchet, launch!" ”

After the order was issued, the preset trebuchet rang with a bang. The boulders made a large arc in the rain curtain and fell into the city of Osgillia with a thunderous roar! The city was instantly covered with smoke and dust, and even the rain couldn't suppress it!

One of the presidents was anxious: "What are you doing!" We need Osgilia, but you're destroying it! ”

The bald eagle didn't look at each other, and never left the opposite city wall: "Look where is this?" This is Necromancy, with a 50% stat reduction for all living players, and the longer we stay, the faster we'll die! Do you think we can grind with each other? All we have to do now is to wipe out the other party! ”

Another president shouted, "Bald eagle! Didn't you tell us before that this was a long-lasting war of attrition?! Since we're all willing to consume, then you can keep the original plan unchanged and take down Osgilia for us! Stop the trebuchet for me! ”

"Capitalists ......"

Bald Eagle pointed coldly at himself: "First, unfortunately, I changed my mind, what I want to do most now is to wipe the rotten ghost city in front of me off the map, and I can't wait for a second; Second, even if I don't do this, the Necromantic King on the other side will do the same, his squeezing power is even better than yours, even if you knock him back, I'm afraid you can get a bunch of bricks at most. ”

"And what about the contract?! Don't forget, we signed an electronic contract, and if you don't help us take Osgiria—"

"I know, I know. I will be a free hard worker for you for half a year, and I will be on call. It seems that by the time this kind of topic comes to it, the bald eagle's passion has subsided. He yawned and said to himself, "It's better to fight with June Sunshine than with the devil." ”