Chapter Ninety-One: The Terrifying Kryptonite Stream!
"Let Brother Long take a look, there is definitely more than one local tyrant in our Death God Disaster!"
With Xu Ercong's order, several unfamiliar player IDs appeared in the team battle channel.
I have ten rooms with sea views: "I announce that the damage of today's Zone A teamfight will increase the cash reward!" All players in Zone A can get 1 yuan from me for every 10 damage points played! β
The weapon is stealing: "Don't say much, today's brothers in Area A accelerated resurrection and skill consumption of life energy, I will reimburse you in full!" β
Qiu Mingshan old age scooter: "Since Brother Cong has spoken, then I will also have a wave of krypton!" Vigorously acquire points and points, 1 point is 100 yuan! I'm going to take out all the big points items in the points mall! β
The Grim Reaper Scourge is so funny: "I declare! On the basis of Long Aotian's first kill reward, add another 1 million! Whoever kills the marshal of the NPC camp, the 1 million will belong to whom! β
......
As soon as the four local tyrants made a move, the players in the live broadcast room of the team battle were all boiling.
"! 1,000,000 first kill reward! β
βοΌοΌοΌοΌοΌ (Only the question mark can express my shock)"
"Is it too late to join the group now? Mom, I'm going to play a group! β
"Is this To? Please, tell me, it's a trust! How can you spend so much money playing games! β
"I'll just say, why didn't Brother Long spend money to join the group, it turns out that there are other local tyrant players!"
As soon as the local tyrant makes a move, he knows if there is one.
The player's originally decadent morale was instantly raised to full value.
Players who have already played with enough points are no longer in the mood to participate in the battle, and they don't care about winning or losing in the group.
However, as soon as the damage pay reward and first kill reward were announced, the players screamed and pounced on the NPCs as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.
What the?
You said I had enough points and didn't want to fight anymore?
What are you kidding, does anyone dislike money these days?
"I don't have any dreams, I just want to bankrupt these local tyrants!"
"It doesn't matter if you win the team battle or not, the main thing is to earn some pocket money."
"Rush rush! For RMB! β
......
Players who had not had the opportunity to play points for a long time began to resurrect one after another.
As soon as the resurrected players were resurrected from the Kingdom of God, they saw a level 10 skeleton soldier beckoning to them in the main square of the Kingdom of God Novice Village.
"Come on, the resurrected players are here!"
At the foot of the sprouting skeleton is a large teleportation magic array, which is directly connected to the battlefield in Area A.
"This is the point mall item I just redeemed, you can join the battlefield directly from here."
"Come on, everyone!"
The new skeleton smiled and encouraged, and everyone took a closer look at the ID of the level 10 skeleton.
γDeath Disaster is so funγ
", it's the boss of the local tyrant group!"
"Big guy, be a friend!"
"Big guy, I'm your long-lost brother!"
"Big guy, actually, I lack a boyfriend."
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."
Meng Xin's skeleton nodded with a smile: "Let's win the group first, and then let's add a friend and talk slowly." β
Such an approachable local tyrant is really like a spring breeze.
Plain Battlefield in Area A.
"Brother Cong, where did you find this group of people?"
Long Aotian was dumbfounded: "Among these people, the highest is level 10, and some are even only level four or five!" β
"Ah, just a few of my friends."
Xu Ercong said lightly: "It's not that he's not a rich man, it's just a few real estate bosses and the chairman of a game platform, who have nothing to do to experience life in the Grim Reaper." β
"I ......"
Long Aotian still wanted to speak, but suddenly received an email notification from the Godhead system.
γDing Dong!γ Dear players, you have a new email. γ
Long Aotian opened the email and saw that it was an item email from a player with the ID "Autumn Name Mountain Old Age Scooter".
Take a look at the items in the email content, dazzling, more than a dozen large points props in the points mall!
The points in the points mall can be used to trade and give away, which is Xu Xiaofan's convenience for players to raise funds to exchange for the best props.
[Super Large Forbidden Demon Scroll], [Super Large Debilitating Spell], [Super Large Bloodthirsty Frenzy Spell], [2000 Abomination Legion Summoning Scroll], [Enhanced Hellfall] ......
Long Aotian knows all these point props, the cheapest ones need more than 5,000 points, and the expensive ones even cost 10,000 points.
Thinking of the point acquisition ratio announced by the local tyrant group just now, 1 point is 100 yuan, and the props of 10,000 points are 1 million yuan!
"I ......"
The corners of Long Aotian's eyes twitched, his eyelids jumped wildly, and his chest was stuffy.
He was a local tyrant player, and he was frightened at this moment: "Did you pick up your money casually?" Is your money worthless? β
This batch of point props is equivalent to 10 million worth of cash!
Big brothers, it's just a game, don't you take it so seriously!
"Brother Long, what's wrong with you?"
Ma Krypton came back to life and rushed to the battlefield, but saw Brother Long standing in a daze.
"I think that after today, my name as the No. 1 local tyrant player of the Dragon Aotian Death God Catastrophe may have to abdicate and make way for Xian."
Long Aotian took a deep breath, his face was expressionless, and his heart ached sharply, and then he casually tore open a scroll.
[Super Large Debilitation Technique]!
This is a magic item made by Xu Xiaofan himself, which contains magical abilities, is of extremely high grade, and the effect is explosive.
A thick black energy emerged, instantly turned into a black cloud, and floated to the sky above the NPC camp, and the suppressed black cloud carried an extremely evil aura, making people's chests stuffy, their heads dizzy, and their limbs weak.
The combat effectiveness of hundreds of thousands of NPCs has been sharply reduced, and the fierce offensive has been blocked, but players have taken the opportunity to kill many people.
"Evil magic!"
Archpriest William's face sank, and then he puffed up all his divine skills and roared: "Rain of light! β
Rain containing the blessing effect falls from the sky and wants to fall on the NPC soldiers to dispel the evil curse, but the rain cannot fall, and all of it is blocked by black clouds.
The blessed rain cannot penetrate the black clouds!
"I can't help myself."
Xu Xiaofan, who had been watching the battle, couldn't help but shake his head and glanced lightly at Archpriest William on the battlefield.
You are just one of the forces of the Gods of Light in the lower demon planes, and while your strength is relatively strong for players, it is still not enough for the Grim Reaper.
No matter how weak Xu Xiaofan is now, no matter how weak he is in the recovery period of weakness, he is not an existence that a light believer in the low demon world can resist.
We are also a god, and the best props made with the divine power of the god of death can be dispelled by you so easily, so do you want to mix it up in the god realm?
"Oops, the magic is dead!"
Archpriest William's face changed, and his face was full of embarrassment: "Alex, this is my most powerful blessing magic technique, and it has failed. β
"I see."
Alex understood, this battle had nothing to do with Archpriest William, and the best magic performed by a great priest who was proficient in auxiliary divine arts turned out to be ineffective, then he was almost half useless.
"Sting."
Long Aotian was expressionless, and tore open another scroll.
[Super Large Bloodthirsty Mania]!
A blood-colored light suddenly appeared at the feet of every undead player, and each player was blessed with a bloodthirsty aura, and their strength, speed, and defense were all raised in unison, and the overall combat power continued to soar.
Crucially, this scroll is able to influence each player's will to fight, making them more eager to fight from the depths of their souls.
"Kill, kill!!"
With red eyes, the players began to charge more violently.
Coupled with the resurrection reimbursement service provided by the local tyrant players, the dead players are immediately resurrected and teleported to continue to join the battle.
Although there are only 80,000 players, the fight is endless, and it is impossible to kill them at all.
Every player moves forward bravely, no defense, attacks with all their might, every point of play, every bit of damage, is money!
"It's not good."
Alex's expression was gloomy, and he could see the change in the tide of battle.
This group of undead came out of the magic array in a steady stream, and a new batch of undead came after a new batch of undead, and they couldn't be killed at all.
But the warriors of the empire did not have this treatment, they died and they really died.
"No, we must defeat them with all our might, we must not consume them like this!"
Alex immediately decided: "Wizard Legion, start the magic bombardment!" β
"Okay."
Andrew nodded, and the magicians began to cast spells.
"Sting."
Long Aotian tore another scroll with an expressionless face.
γSuper Large Forbidden Demon Scrollγ!
"Alex."
Andrew pondered the words, and then said, "The magic is gone, and the undead on the opposite side have forbidden scrolls. β
As if to prove his words, Andrew directly released his best forbidden spell magic: "Fire Scourge!" β
"Puff~!"
A string of small flames emerged from the air and quickly dissipated.
β......β
Alex was dumbfounded.
The forbidden spell magic is invalid, what level of scroll is this forbidden magic scroll on the other side?
"I'm sorry, but there's nothing we can do about this battle."
Andrew shrugged his shoulders helplessly, I don't know if it was Father William's delusion, he always felt that Andrew was snickering.
"There's no way, let the Templars charge."
Alex shook his head: "This is our last hope, we can't drag it out, otherwise we may lose." β
"Knights, prepare to charge!"
The Knights of the Templar, who had long been ready to attack, rode their horses and began a fearless charge.
The knights are full of momentum and fighting spirit, and they want to tear apart the formation of the undead and crush them to pieces!
"Sting."
Long Aotian tore open the summoning scroll expressionlessly, and then yawned boredly: "It's really boring, it's not bloody at all." β
2,000 Abomination Legions appear on the battlefield!
Tall, fat, bloody, foul-smelling humanoid monsters appeared, and they walked into battle with huge hooks and scythes.
Abomination is a combination of many broken corpses of undead monsters that love to tear apart their enemies as they devour corpses.
Abomination is a very powerful ground combat unit, and it is also a high-level meat shield class of the undead.
Under the cover of Abomination, the player's ranged units in the rear are able to exert a steady stream of powerful outputs.
The Templar Order's charge was all stopped by Abomination.
The strength of an abomination is almost a level 35 meat shield-type summon, with thick blood and high defense, and fierce attacks.
As soon as they stand in front of the battlefield, it is a wall of flesh and blood!
The Templars were unable to break through the abomination defenses, and were forced to fight in close combat.
"Abomination! That's an abomination! β
The players in the live broadcast room were so excited that they shouted, especially the players of the skeleton mage, with tears in their eyes.
"Look, everybody! If you see it, it's the strongest meat shield undead summon creature! β
"Don't look at the skeleton mage, you can only summon a few ghouls now, and in the future, we will have a high level, and we can have one abomination per person!"
"Excuse me, is it too late to delete the number and rehearse it now? I want to move to the Undead Summoning Department! β
......
"The last one."
Long Aotian tore open the last scroll, [Enhanced Hellfall Technique]!
The sky began to turn a gloomy blood-red color, and an astonishingly oppressive aura wafted through the air.
Long Aotian coughed, then held the bone knife with one hand and pointed in the direction of the NPC camp army with the other, and smiled proudly.
"Come on, this is my strongest blow!"
Long Aotian's voice just fell.
The blood-red gloomy sky suddenly changed, and one after another huge burning meteorites fell from the sky and smashed into the NPC camp.
"Woohoo!"
"Woohoo!"
The meteors dragged their flaming tails as if they were the brightest fireworks, representing the judgment of death.
Father William looked up at the sky, his old face was pale, and his expression was dull: "I..... O my god of light! What a thing! β
Who's going to tell me why the undead can release the flame forbidden spell?
No!
This is not forbidden magic at all, this power and terrifying aura is even more forbidden than forbidden magic!
"Boom! Thundered! Thundered! β
Meteorites fell, explosions rang out, the earth seemed to tremble, and an earthquake seemed to have arrived.
Countless smoke and inflatable waves spread, countless NPC soldiers died tragically on the battlefield, and the powerful bombardment power even affected some undead players.
A cloud of small mushrooms rose up, obscuring the entire battlefield.
The pictures in the live broadcast room can't be seen clearly, full of smoke and dust, and you can only vaguely see countless large damage jumping words, occasionally jumping out of the smoke and dust.
Heavy Attack Damage - 1000066!
Critical Damage - 22556767!
Bash Damage - 20000323!
The entire live broadcast room was silent, and after a short pause in the barrage, it suddenly appeared like a waterfall.
"Shhh
"Horror! It's horrible! β
"Liu Xiu, son of the plane, is that you?"
"This ...... Could this be the legendary Kryptonite flow tactic?! β