"By the way, that fat worm was killed." The man in the black robe looked at the Chaos Warlock who was immersed in his work and couldn't extricate himself, and said lightly: "I have got what I want, and I will leave here soon, if you are killed by my junior, I will gladly take your place." ”

"That idiot is just a small character, insignificant, and if it doesn't die, I'll kill it in a while." The masked Chaos Warlock carefully observed the situation in the fruit, and said in an intoxicated tone, "Look at how great our Lord is, His control over life is simply fascinating. ”

"Antony Port's insiders report that an army of paladins is about to arrive in the port, don't let the followers of the false gods get too complacent." The black-robed man's tone didn't fluctuate at all: "I didn't like them very much all along. ”

"Don't bother me anymore, Palpatine." The voice of the Chaos Warlock rang out from behind the mask, "Get out of here with your immortal body, the rotten garbage of the Old World is calling you." ”

"My name is Sidious now, and this is the last time I warn you." The figure of the black-robed man gradually became distorted and dissipated into the air, but the voice was still clear: "Don't underestimate that apprentice, he is not an ordinary demon hunter, otherwise he ......"

"You'll regret it." As the words fell, the former head demon hunter master of the Cat School, who had changed his name to Sidious, disappeared in front of the Chaos Warlock.

"Demon hunter, huh." The Chaos Warlock glanced at the place where the other party had disappeared with a disdainful gaze: "Always so arrogant. ”

Then, the Chaos Warlock looked at the fruit in front of him with a sickly gaze: "They will never understand that the greatness of the life force, only our lord Nagle, is the beginning and end of all things. ”

And in the Old Continent, the People's Anti-Intelligence Committee has established an underground management system specifically for players under the noses of the nations.

It took less than a month for the tribunal under the committee to really make EU players understand what it means to die if you don't die.

All players who try to replicate the advantages of modern technology in the game have basically received warning letters.

All players who put the above actions into action have basically been investigated head-on by the Inquisitors under the Inquisition.

Those found guilty by the investigation were basically imprisoned.

In the game, death cannot be feared by players who don't know the truth.

But those imprisoned players quickly understood the fact that either obediently re-educated through labor or confronted the secret police in reality.

Liberal democracy is a fart in the face of the authority of the League of Nations, or the rogue regimes.

After Huang Laoxie had enough of playing the pirate game, he handed over his pirate power to another political commissar to lead, and continued to attack the commercial routes of the Wojin Church in the sea.

That's right, regime.

Huang Laoxie entered the game at the beginning of the game, and so far, the character level is as high as eleven.

One of the first players in the world to cross the level 10 mark.

Although it is not the highest level, its combat effectiveness is definitely one of the top ones.

He took his men to play a pirate game, and accidentally unified all the pirate forces in the Mediterranean, actually occupying 27 large islands, and led more than 30,000 aborigines to live.

found that Huang Shiren, who had to do office approval documents and couldn't cut people quickly, decisively applied for a replacement and took a group of backbone elements to form a trial court.

"We now have 12,723 people in detention." An adjutant took a parchment and reported to Mr. Huang: "Most of the people have expressed their willingness to cooperate with our RTL policy. ”

"Let them clean up this island, since we want to engage in underground forces, we must have a deterrent environment, this bird is singing and fragrant, they still think I want to invite them to tea." Huang Laoxi, who had a prosthetic leg, looked at the sunny island and said, "Give them a week to throw everything related to beauty on the island into the sea." ”

"The labor union in the EU has informed us that the actual working hours must not exceed six hours per day, and that these players will be guaranteed two days off per week, as well as paid holidays." The adjutant looked like he had seen a ghost and said to Huang Laoxi: "That's what they wrote. ”

"Reality time or playtime?" Huang Laoxie spat on the ground to show his disdain.

"I didn't say it." The adjutant had a look on my face that I understood.

"That's a realistic time, six hours a day." Huang Lao smiled evilly: "Mobilize them to volunteer overtime, give them tools, and I will see this place become a construction site tomorrow morning." ”

"Understood!" The adjutant tore the parchment in his hand to shreds and threw it on the ground.

"Niang Xipi, carve that mountain into the shape of a skull for Lao Tzu, and then hollow it out, and this will be our base camp in the future!" Huang Laoxie carried his war hammer and turned around and walked towards the sea ship behind him.

If the people of the Templar of Fortune saw the battleship, which had been painted black, they would see that it was their newly built flagship.

Now, the black skull flag is waving in the wind.

In the Loess Zone, the Northern Theater of Operations, more than a million players under the command of their respective warbands have filled up the defensive line that is more than fifty kilometers horizontally.

Every year in March and April, when the spring flowers are in full bloom, the green-skinned army that has invaded the northern tundra wasteland will march south on a large scale, plundering enough food and consuming their own surplus population by the way.

For the greenskins, this year is considered the New Year, and in previous years, they had cowered behind the city wall and used spells and a large number of war tools to sneak up on their own yellow shrimp and actually took the initiative to walk out of the city wall!

“aaagh！” A green-skinned boss more than three meters tall and covered in bone armor roared excitedly, and it had a premonition that a great bastard drill was in front of it!

Ten kilometers later, an aboriginal general dressed as a military general was trying to persuade the player commander in charge of this part of the war zone: "You are wasting the life of a soldier!" None of those green barbarians could hold off their first wave of onslaught without walls! ”

"You fight yours, I fight mine, we don't interfere with each other, this is the greatest respect I can give you, General Yue!" The player in military uniform wore a black large-brimmed hat and said very solemnly: "You will see how we fight, in this world, we are the best soldiers, there is no one." ”

"It's not our style to defend and not attack." Big-brimmed hat carried his musket: "More than three million troops are armed in the rear, waiting to go to the front, and before we die, they will join our line." ”

"General Yue, I guarantee that the Great Wall under your feet will never see each other again!" After saying that, the big-brimmed hat walked out of the wall with his head held high.