When the warm sun shone on the people again, the tired people in the chaotic camp were ready to go again.

This group of people whose homes have been destroyed once again are once again facing the sorrow of being uprooted from their homes, and everyone has a confusion about the future in their eyes.

Originally, this was the promised land where they placed their illusions about a better life in the future, but reality once again woke up the dreamers with a cruel truth.

The world is becoming more and more dangerous for ordinary people.

Ted, who had made the wrong choice, had lost not only a fellow professional, but also the faith of the survivors of Camp Rogue in him.

The people who were ready to go, amid the crying of children, all focused their eyes on the man with black hair and black eyes standing at the gate.

The armor warrior who is as terrifying as the demon god obeys his orders, and if the lord is such a person, his life will definitely be safer in the future, right?

"Be careful on the road, if you encounter danger, give priority to saving your life, I am not short of money, nor is there a shortage of food." The Demon Hunter looked at the large bags and carts full of refugees, and said to Ted, "When you arrive in my territory, someone will check you to prevent the plague from appearing. ”

"Thank you for your generosity, my lord." Ted looked at the Seris in front of him with a complicated expression, when they were in the greenskinned camp, the two sides met for the first time, and the relationship between the two was still comrades-in-arms.

But this Seris has become more powerful than before almost every day, and in just two months, the other party has become a big man who can decide his own fate.

Amid the shouts of Ted and Kashya, the procession of hundreds of people slowly set off, all but the children looking at the place where they had lived with nostalgic eyes.

This is almost their home, they have paid their sweat and blood here, and now they are on the journey again.

Led by one-armed men, a militia of young men runs back and forth to maintain order and prevent anyone from being left behind.

"Look at these young people, most of them, they have the potential to become transcendent, they are the future of this world!" The silver-haired witch looked at the slightly immature faces and said to the demon hunters.

The world is becoming more and more dangerous in the face of great catastrophes, but there is still a glimmer of hope for the future, and the witch kings have calculated that the proportion of professionals in the total population is gradually increasing compared to a hundred years ago.

Maybe one day in the future, every human being will already be transcendent on the day they are born.

"Maybe." Xu Yichen replied undeniably, whether it was as a player who was almost immortal or a long-lived demon hunter, his way of thinking about the problem was different from that of Aiferal.

"What can be solved in one generation, don't be left to the next generation." The Demon Hunter said to the Silver-Haired Witch, "We Cyres are more used to doing things ourselves. ”

As the team of Rog's camp moved in the direction the Demon Hunter had come, Alex, a ranger who had been wandering in the wilderness for a night, reappeared beside the two men.

"It was a big scene last night." Alex's gilly suit was covered with early morning dew: "I helped solve a few monsters, but it doesn't make much sense if I help depending on the situation, that big black guy is really strong!" ”

"Don't think about it, Magic Armor, a lone wanderer like you can't afford to play in this life." With the [Unknown Strange Object] being taken away by Nangong Yujun, Aiferar felt that his strength had returned to his body again.

"If I have a chance, I'm going to visit your hometown, it must be a very rich place." The silver-haired witch looked at the demon hunter and said, "Cyris, for everyone, is a mysterious place, and you have not had much contact with the outside world. ”

Xu Yichen suddenly thought of Huang Laoxi, who was cholera in the entire old continent, and almost didn't collapse his expression, and said meaningfully in a strange tone: "You will see, this day is not far away." ”

At the same time, the mysterious, powerful, and evil instructor who was being talked about by Xu Yichen, Huang Laoxi, was staging a good show of fighting in the angry sea.

"Damn, Lao Tzu's magic power projectile cannon!" Wearing a black turtleneck fur coat and a black blindfold on one eye, Huang Laoxie was standing at the bow of the ship, braving the wind and waves.

That's right, it's really a wave of the wind!

The huge waves that came towards him were spread out in the middle by Huang Laoxie with a scimitar in his hand, revealing a big ship flying the flag of the Wojin Church in the distance.

"Quickly put the commando team into Lao Tzu!" One of Huang Laoxi's feet is a prosthetic leg made of metal, and there is a 'dong dong' sound when he stomps on the deck.

Huang Shiren, who lost a leg in the war, did not choose the surgery of limb remodeling, but directly chose a mechanical bionic prosthetic that can contribute more than three tons.

This thing can't be embodied in the game, and Huang Shiren, who chose to physically scan to enter the game, naturally became a disabled person in the game.

But this can't stop Huang Laoxi's 'enthusiasm'!

It didn't take long for Huang Laoxi, who had a perverted sense of battle, was bold and ruthless, and had a deep background, standing out among many players.

Later, a team of players with political commissars as the main team was formed, and the earth-shattering reputation was established in the entire loess region.

It is said that when this warband was sent by the high-level of New China to the Old Continent to support the anti-intellectual committee there, more than one player warband beat gongs and drums to bid farewell to the 'plague god', feeling that they had seen the day of their beginning.

"Sir, it said that let's find trouble with the Working Church, and we can't rob each other's flagship on the first day, right?" A heavily armed adjutant said with an ugly face: "It's better to have a gradual process, our strength is still a little weak." ”

Huang Laoxie slapped Fuguang's head: "How many times have I told you, call Captain Lao Tzu!" Don't you know that our strength is a little weak, that's why we have to attack for the first time, and we hit the vital point! its flagship first, give the goddess more face, and then have time to slowly grab her merchant ships! ”

"But our division is unknown, I'm afraid it will make those EU softies feel threatened." The adjutant changed his reason to persuade his 'captain': "Our recent actions have caused dissatisfaction among many organizations, and I am afraid that the complaint letter from the League of Nations is already several meters thick." ”

Huang Laoxie touched his bearded chin: "You're right!" Gotta find the right reason! ”

"There it is!" Huang Laoxie slapped his palm fiercely: "There is contraband in the boat ahead!" I suspect a player built an atomic bomb and sold it to the Church of Waukin! ”