Chapter 764: Conspiracy and Good News (Page 1/1)

Brother Pip is nested in his tent, constantly tinkering with something, turning a deaf ear to what is going on outside, and the appearance of an angel stimulates Brother Pip's inspiration.

In that state, it was as if Van Gogh had just cut off his ears, and his thoughts had left his body and were flying in the sky.

Abshek Singh watched the angels descend and the angels raided the camp of the New Chinese people, and also saw the live broadcast of the angels wreaking havoc in the air against the camp of the New Chinese people.

He watched as countless opportunities slipped away from him, but he couldn't mobilize a single soldier, and those greenskins didn't even bother to listen to the orders of his little human shrimp.

"My lord, are we just waiting?" The last remaining guard stood beside Abshek, and the two humans stood out in the greenskinned camp.

"Do you have any other way?" Abshek had a cold face, he naturally knew that he was missing the opportunity, but if he could save his life, it was already the manifestation of Lord Shiva, and he really had no choice.

The sudden roar of the engine in the inner city made Abshek's swarthy face even darker, and with his intuition, he knew that the angel would not be able to complete the achievement of the Huaxia people alone.

But the cheers that erupted from the new Huaxia players afterwards still made Abshek frightened, could it be that they slaughtered the angels?

Are we really playing a game?

As the rain fell from the sky, Abshek also lost his guess about the situation in the inner city, he could not hear anything except the wind and thunder, and could only squat in his broken tent aggrievedly, and had to hide from the leaky rain.

The earth polluted by the green skin emitted the disgusting stench of the green skin, choking on the tears of the rain.

Even Abshek, who had been patient for days, felt like he was about to pass out, and he didn't know if his plan to revive the Ganges with the power of the greenskins would ever come true.

Whenever he felt that he had figured out a little bit of that big green-skinned idea's thoughts, the other party would show completely different qualities, constantly jumping between the words wise, out of mind, genius, and the second force in the water.

It's a pity that the comrades of the American imperialists were killed because of an accident, otherwise it would be more reassuring to cooperate with human beings, Abshek looked at the city wall in the distance with some melancholy: "As long as you are not from New China, everyone is fine!" ”

"I have a hunch that we're going to be good friends." A guy in a black robe suddenly appeared outside the tent, and the greenskins who came and went as if they didn't see him: "Do you crave power?" Or knowledge? Or is it money? ”

"Who are you?" Abshek's heart tightened, a way he had used to give money to the Resistance.

But then the fate of those organizations is always disappointing.

"No, I don't have anything to desire, and if I had, I would have done it with my own strength." Abshek replied calmly, while constantly looking around, looking for an opportunity to escape.

After all, this is a world dominated by swords and magic, and he can't be sure of the identity of the person in front of him, and he doesn't want to clash with the other party.

But the surrounding scene made Abshek sweat profusely.

Greenskin, who had just passed by the tent, passed by the tent again, yawning lazily as before; A fart was chasing some bug, happily running through the distance, and in less than five seconds, it reappeared and ran along the same trajectory.

Everything around me is like someone has pressed the loop button, constantly rereading, constantly circulating.

"What do you want from me?" Abshek tried to stall for time and find an opportunity to save himself.

"What do you get?" The black-robed man seemed to really fall into thought: "Faith? Soul? Body? I don't lack anything, I just find things a little boring here, and it should have been more interesting. ”

Abshek was in a cold sweat, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to show a hint of cowardice.

"Why don't I give you some strength to make trouble for that demon hunter apprentice?" The black-robed man looked at Abshek with interest: "What an interesting soul, full of despair, but unwilling to let go of hope, feeling superior to others, but crushed by inferiority. ”

Abshek's face was pale, and he felt that the secrets he had hidden in his heart had been dug up little by little, exposed to the air, and he was stinging.

"Why bother? Why bother? Human beings are just a drop in the ocean in the vast universe, your world is the most inconspicuous of many human worlds, and Xinhuaxia is just the more lively tail in the fish tank, can the Ganges clan rise......" The black-robed man lifted his hood and revealed his true face.

It was the face that once belonged to the mage Victor, but the human part of the face was already minimal.

The bizarre mechanism, and Tzeentch's distorted aesthetic, make Victor's head look like a struggling mass of plasticine, as if something was about to break free and emerge from his face.

With each struggle, undulating, a blurred face would appear in Viktor's place, and then disappear in an instant.

Abshek was kicked out of the game by the life support pod's overload protection function after just one glance, leaving only a soulless body still in the game.

He has Abshek's appearance and attributes, as well as equipment, but he is no longer a player, and the system determines that Abshek is dead.

"This clever and infuriating little ploy is full of flashes of wisdom." Victor put his hood back on, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone: "You can't escape every time, I'll always find their true location." ”

With the disappearance of the black-robed man, the spatial fragments that had been separated separately reintegrated into the torrent of time without causing a single wave.

Abshek's body collapsed in the tent, his eyes wide.

In the Green Skin Camp, except for Abshek's guards, the others didn't care at all about Abshek's life or death.

Abshek's last bodyguard chose to end his life with a musket, and he had to enter the resurrection process in time to pass on the accident that happened to Abshek.

Moreover, no one can influence the role of the Greenskin Leader except Abshek, he is already meaningless here.

For the greenskins, if it weren't for Brother Pip's order, they would have wanted to kill those two little human shrimps a long time ago, but now it's okay, the team is pure again, and even the smell in the air is a lot more aaagh than before!

When Xu Yichen returned to the inner city of Wangxiang City under the heavy rain, he saw a peaceful atmosphere, and the greenskins did not take the opportunity to attack, which was undoubtedly good news.

And even better news is that a total of 27 new Huaxia players came to report.

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