"Yes, you can't go in." The demon hunters stuck the scourge of war at the edge of the pit, like a door god to block a horde of emotional elves.

"You're being unreasonable! It's something we've worked so hard to build......" the elven scholar said, lacking confidence.

He didn't know how to pick it up, this is a big toy that we worked so hard to build, and we originally planned to blow up the Far South to the sky?

Who would have thought that the Well of Eternity would actually succeed in igniting a fire? Although the ignition time was wrong, the energy was insufficient, and the wiring and cooling system were not completed, it was now there, and it was constantly charging Silvermoon City.

These elves really have no intention of fighting for power, they have not yet recovered from a series of events, and they don't know that the leader of Silvermoon City has died cleanly, they are purely out of academic curiosity, wondering why the Well of Eternity can operate stably in this state.

Just like a physicist, one day after boiling a pot of boiling water and finding that the water temperature exceeded 100 degrees, he was surprised to find that the liquid water did not turn into water vapor, but formed ice crystals, and if you pulled him out of the room, he could bite you to death.

Now the elves who participated in the construction of the Well of Eternity are in this state, as if there are 10,000 cats constantly scratching in their hearts, itching all over their bodies.

Xu Yichen is afraid that they will be like this, these people who are engaged in academics and technology, it will be strange if they don't want to study and understand what is going on in the future.

God knows what Tzeentch had done before, maybe it was by modifying their blueprints, maybe it was by its own power that it directly improved the entity of the Well of Eternity, in short, it was a miracle of probability that it was able to maintain a fragile balance.

In Xu Yichen's heart, it is safer to let his own people, such as Shuma He, go down first to determine the state, and then let the elves go down to assist in research, of course, it is the best solution if he can persist until the local expert group arrives.

He trusted the rigorous scients who had received decades of scientific education more than the natives who had a talent for spell-casting talents.

What's more, Tzeentch, who claims to be a god with intrigue and trickery, has been lurking around Silvermoon City for so many years, who can be sure that there are no other Chaos Worshippers among the elves in front of him?

Even with the sensitivity of the demon hunter to chaos, it was difficult for Xu Yichen to spot a Tzeentqi cultist hidden in the crowd, they were too good at disguising themselves, it was simply their instinct.

With human wisdom and the overall situation, it is difficult for Xu Yichen to guess Tzeentch's motives, he is the one who likes to calculate the most among the chaos evil gods, and the plan in the plan, the serial plan, are all his specialties.

So Xu Yichen chose the simplest and most passive method, waiting.

"The Well of Eternity is in a very delicate state right now, and it may explode in the next second!" The elven mage lost his former elegance, and the spit stars sprayed in the face of the demon hunter: "We can stop this from happening!" ”

"It could also lead to this happening." Xu Yichen pushed the mage back into place: "I have seen too many elves corrupted by chaos today, I don't trust you. ”

"These are all your family's words, although you did save us, but this is Silvermoon City!" The elven mage spun around in place several times, and roared incoherently: "This is an unprecedented magical miracle in history, you can't stop us from going down!" ”

At the signal of the warrior monk Feng Wuyi, several marines forcibly dragged away the elves who were surrounding here, and these elven mages and scholars, who were transcendental, behaved like weak girls when facing human soldiers, and they were captured without much resistance.

They didn't dare to make a move with humans, and the demon hunter had come up covered in scars and looked like he was going to burp in the next second, but in less than three hours he was alive again.

The elves had verified the ferocity of the poisonous gas leaking from the underground base before, but this demon hunter had been down there for hours, and even if some people said that he was a dragon in human form, the elves now believed it.

"Be kind to them, how can you say that they are also technical talents." The warrior monk moved his muscles and bones for a moment, and made a crackling sound: "Nangong Yujun didn't hold on?" ”

Although he already knew that the black-armored warrior had died, the warrior monk still wanted to know some details, he and Nangong Yujun had fought alone, and there was no way to take the other party's demonic power armor, although Feng Wuyi had mastered some infiltration skills, but Nangong Yujun's physique was not low, and he also had the talent to reduce damage.

Now that the black-armored samurai has died, the warrior monk subconsciously thinks about whether there will be a different result if he goes down by himself.

As the warrior monk's understanding of the game became deeper and longer, he found that he had become accustomed to the life in the game, and at first he only intended to play a role in the game that could face his own heart, so he went to the path of the warrior monk.

And now, Feng Wuyi finds that he prefers himself in the game to the professor in the guise of hypocrisy outside the game, and he prefers others to call himself a warrior monk or even a monk instead of Professor Feng.

After only a little more than a year in the game, Feng Wuyi found himself beginning to blur the boundaries between the two worlds, so what about those players on Earth who have been in the game for three or four years?

Not everyone is Xu Yichen, who has experienced unimaginable dangers for ordinary people, standing at the top and looking down on the world, most players are an inconspicuous screw in society in reality, their lives are dull, without waves, and even humble and pitiful.

In the game, they are born transcendent, and they can summon the courage in their hearts to pursue the life they want, and use the weapons in their hands to seize what they want.

Feng Wuyi doesn't know what kind of social problems this will cause, but there is clearly a deeper secret behind the mandatory regulations for playtime issued by the Republic and the world.

The game world is very important, this is the conclusion that Feng Wuyi has reached, the importance of the game world at this stage is even higher than the real world, and improving his strength in the game is the same as studying hard in his head during the college entrance examination.

"A demon hunter who has taken refuge in Chaos." Xu Yichen shook his head: "Don't think too much, it's the same if you go, it's not an enemy we can deal with at this stage, if it weren't for him to take the initiative to retreat, I'm afraid today's ending would be completely different." ”

As Xu Yichen said, if it weren't for the Snake King taking the initiative to retreat, I'm afraid it would not only be Nangong Yujun who died here today.

In the face of that kind of mutant, the numerical superiority is meaningless.