Chapter 45: The League of Players Asks for Help

Wrong?

What could be wrong!

She's saving the world, she's not wrong!

Yueyao is a person with a proud temperament, and trying to make her admit that she did something wrong is more painful than killing her.

Lin Xun took all her behavior in his eyes and didn't comment much.

"You're done, you're done, hehehehe......"

The black shadow on the top of the fishbone snickered and stroked the fishbone mount underneath him: "Humans are really funny, no wonder angels are happy to keep this place in captivity, their struggle is simply the most beautiful show in the world!" ”

Yueyao couldn't leave the eye of the formation, and countless blood-red filaments wrapped around her limbs, nailing her firmly to the formation. As the person who opened the formation, she had lost control of the formation, and she could feel the energy in her body flowing rapidly, this damn formation, wanting to squeeze her blood and vitality out.

"Whew...... Ho ......" Yueyao gasped for breath, her body shaking.

At this time, a white shadow came from under the stone tower in the distance, and pressed his hands on the flickering formation on the ground!

"Patriarch?" Yueyao recognized the white shadow, "What are you doing here, why don't you lead your people to take refuge quickly?" ”

"There are no eggs under the nest, how can there be refuge!"

In fact, today's patriarch is bare-handed, scarred, and rushing up with only a lot of blood, and most of them can only become the spirit gathering stone pillar of the magic circle like other clansmen, and it is likely that it will not play a decisive role in this battle.

But, he is the patriarch.

On the day he became the patriarch, he swore to his ancestors that he would protect the few remaining clansmen, even at the cost of sacrificing himself.

This is his responsibility as the head of the family.

The fishbone fell into the air above the magic circle, and the heavy body carried an evil aura that was enough to dye everything in the world black, but it couldn't fall, and the patriarch and Yueyao took their lives as the death to carry the impact of the fishbone.

The black energy substance poured out from the body of the fish bone, and all fell on the magic circle like a waterfall, staining the pure breath in the magic circle, as the eye of the magic circle, Yue Yao felt that the air in her chest was congested, and countless negative thoughts suddenly popped up in her mind, almost driving her crazy.

It whispered, and rose into the air again.

The tail swept over the circle, and I don't know what it was broken, but I heard the crunch sound of shattering glass one after another, until the fishbone burrowed into the clouds, and the terrifying sound was over.

Yueyao and the others were like electric shocks, their faces were like ashes, and they spit out a mouthful of black blood.

The flow of aura above the circle has been broken!

This means that the magic circle can no longer absorb the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, and can only rely on manpower to resist!

The patriarch fell.

His life energy had been completely absorbed by the circle after the impact just now, but he held on to it and took all the black energy in the circle into his body.

This is an evil poison that can erode the soul, ordinary people will be restless just by a glance, and if they absorb a little, they will go crazy directly, but the patriarch was stunned to endure the pain that was more severe than the burning fire, and completely put away these evil poisons.

After absorbing the black energy excessively, his body had become as black as a shadow, and only one pair of eyes were still bright, and he used these still bright eyes to stare at his people.

He raised his right hand, clenched his empty fist, and knocked his eyebrows three times, and then slowly closed his eyes with a desolate smile.

"Patriarch...... He is calling us. ”

The patriarch's last voice was transmitted to every living clansman through the residual warmth of his soul, and Lin Xun also heard this shocking voice of inspiration, and transmitted it to the audience through the live broadcast.

"Fight, even if the whole army is wiped out!"

"Fight, even if you only save a breath, you will never surrender!"

"Fight, we are God's seed, and we are alive even though we die!"

Their ancestors are not afraid of the darkness and forge ahead bravely, even if the glory has long passed, but the blood of the ancestors is still surging in everyone's heart, which is the pride embedded in their bones!

Under the inspiration of the patriarch, the clansmen who originally wanted to escape spontaneously stopped fleeing, returned to Yueyao's side one after another, and pressed their hands on the magic circle.

A faint point of light appeared on the circle, these lights lit up quickly, and they went out quickly, and each point of light went out to mean the fall of a life.

But, at this moment, no one retreated.

The audience in the live broadcast room had already been shocked by this scene, and they frantically brushed the barrage and asked Lin Xun to come forward for support.

They can only watch the live broadcast, but they can't come to this space called "bug", it is when they are angry and anxious, and they don't care whether the anchor can help or not, they are all shouting "rush".

"Baa Baa": The anchor rushes, don't be afraid, we are still here!

Blue Mountain: Come on, you're still not a man?

"Milky voice": Help, anchor, you are a player, you won't die, young lady can't hold on!

"A Demon Flower" rewarded the anchor with 10 super flower baskets, and said to the anchor: "I'm so angry when I see my sister, what is that big fish that doesn't slip in the autumn?" Streamer rush, don't embarrass our player alliance! ”

In fact, not only the audience watching the live broadcast was enthusiastic, but Lin Xun was the same.

Maybe it's because he is an NPC now, Lin Xun is more susceptible to the emotions of the same kind, he knows that these NPCs are not like players who can be resurrected indefinitely, only a very few valuable NPCs have a chance to be resurrected, and a nameless passerby like the clansmen is really dead when he dies.

There are good and bad people, even if this is the world in the game, even if these are not real human beings, but when they have seven emotions and six desires like real human beings, it is difficult for players to turn a blind eye to their death.

From this point of view, the AI system will indeed give players a stronger sense of substitution, and it is no wonder that game companies will spend such a high price to develop and improve this system.

That being said, Lin Xun didn't immediately step forward to help.

He never makes indifferent sacrifices, he never gets emotional in the game, and he will never make a move without being 90% sure.

He was waiting for an opportunity, a chance to change the tide of the battle in one fell swoop.

After the last point of light on the magic circle went out, Lin Xun moved.

He took out the "Taiyin Shadow" in his arms and pressed it on the magic circle with one palm.

Suddenly, the object in the palm of his hand burst out with dazzling black light, almost engulfing him entirely, and Lin Xun's blood volume also fell like a leaked water bag.