Today is the worst day for players in Cologneburg.

After the system was offline, these people went from high-ranking fighters to fish belly at the mercy of others in an instant, and the gap left a shadow in many people's hearts.

Many people have found that without the help of the game system, their combat effectiveness is even inferior to that of some guards. Their swords were steady, their bows were inaccurate, and many of them were simply paralyzed and unable to move. Without those auxiliary functions in the system, the fighters are not combat geniuses, they are just ordinary people.

Many people choose to be forced to log out when their mentality is broken, completely ignoring that their corpses will be transformed into elite ghouls and cause trouble to those around them. It didn't take long for an avalanche effect to occur, and a wave of ghouls even more terrifying than the lower city soon swept through the church district, leaving them to flee to shelters beneath the Steel Fortress.

And the players who finally escaped from the lower city wanted to cry without tears, thinking that they had finally managed to break out of the siege safely, but when they came back, they had to face an even more terrible tide of ghouls, and they suddenly felt like a dog.

A wave of enthusiasm has also begun to ferment on the real-world forums, where innocent players who have been swept up by the ghoul wave gnash their teeth with hatred for those players who voluntarily force them to log out, and as soon as they recover from the very real fear of death, they begin to erupt in anger on the forums.

Players who are forced to log out are not to be outdone, and they are also consciously reasonable, after all, it's just a game, and now the data is faulty, so you can play if you want to, and if you don't want to play, it's also your own freedom. Besides, it's just death in the game, who hasn't died? You can't bear to hold on to a little equipment in the game, blame me?

The war is getting bigger and bigger, with a large number of players forced to log out of the game, and even players from other regions are involved. And this turmoil reached its peak after the player who committed suicide in the suicide pit logged out.

Whose fault is it that the civilians who used to respectfully call me Lord actually called me a coward unabashedly, and the guards who used to treat me with respect also treated me like a prisoner?

Being taunted by a beautiful girl NPC that I left the system to assist me was a waste, and I was going to be depressed for a week......

Obviously dead and resurrected, what do some people run? What do you want to do to play a virtual reality game with such a small guts?

It feels like the NPCs in Fort Colon have cooled down to the player's reputation, some of them are mentally retarded and forced to log out of the civilian pile, killing thousands of people, and some of the civilians look at us and want to bite off a piece of meat.

I was forcibly logged out of the civilian area, but I couldn't help it, my body monitoring was red alert, and I almost didn't pee on the bed.

Insulting each other, finding reasons, justifiable, all kinds of people are scuffling in the forum, and the noise is unbearable.

However, the hustle and bustle of the outside world does not convey the slightest hint in the world of the game, and there are still a large number of players in Cologne Castle who are struggling to persevere.

Because of the selfish behavior of some people, all the fighters were locked up in a separate shelter, with a group of ghouls caused by the forcibly logged fighters on one side and a closely monitored escort on the other, making the fighters miserable.

A soldier leaned against the pillar, impatiently nibbling on food to replenish his hunger and thirst, listening to the chaotic roar of ghouls from the other side of the door, and finally threw the food as if he had collapsed, "! What a shit thing! I said you guys! Let's go kill those ghouls! It's right over the door! The sound of those monsters is going to drive me crazy! Think about those monsters just across the door from us, are you just squatting with peace of mind! ”

The surrounding warriors were startled by his voice, but when they saw that he was just a poor man who had been tortured and collapsed, they pulled down their eyelids and lay back in disdain.

"You ......!" This man was a little trembling with anger when he saw other people looking like dead pigs who were not afraid of boiling water.

"Enough! Don't mess around! Stay in peace! If you move too much, your real body will be more likely to urinate! Someone next to him kindly pulled him.

"Aren't they just a few thousand ghouls! There are also a lot of walking corpses in there, and there are so many of us, it's easy to kill them! The man still said unrelentingly.

The sanctuary was divided into four halls, each with less than a thousand warriors, more than 3,000 in total, and the hall where the commotion took place was directly opposite a closed black iron door, which was the shelter where the ghoul tide had occurred before, and now it had been completely abandoned, sealing thousands of ghouls on the opposite side.

More than a thousand fighters who were relatively combative were in this hall, while those who were paralyzed on the ground or not so suitable for battle were scattered in the other three halls.

However, the will to fight of the fighters only stops there, seeing that they are relatively safe, most of them are reluctant to return to the battlefield, and just want to wait quietly for the event to end or the body monitoring alarm has to go offline.

Some of them leaned against each other, some in a circle, and some sat alone in the corner.

I don't know who said it, but strenuous activity in this world affects brain activity in the real world, resulting in more unnecessary exertion, which increases the stock of fluid in the bladder As a result, these fighters don't want to move anymore.

"You still don't understand the situation?" The person who accosted us said helplessly, "After all, we are just players, unlike those native-born aboriginal warriors, we are not systematic, what are we in this war?" Even the guards are better than us. Many people don't have the heart to fight anymore, they just want to wait for the event to end or the Abyss army to rush in and die with each other, or the body monitoring to sound a red alert. ”

"Doesn't anyone want to live to victory?!" The man said incredulously.

"Do you think it's possible?" The person talking to sneered, "What do you look at your own body monitoring status?" ”

“…… Yellow+. The man looked at his panel and said.

"When did it go live?"

"It was probably not long before the incident."

"You see, you're already yellow +, and I'm already yellow +++, and I'm going to go red right away, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold out for two hours before I'm going to be red +++, and I have to go offline. You say that we are like this, where is the mood to fight? The person who spoke spread his hand, "It's better than many people to be able to insist on not being a deserter, don't ask for too much!" ”

"......" The man looked around depressedly, and it was indeed similar to what he said, so he could only sit down.

"Don't waste your efforts, these people still have a sword." On the other side, someone accosted him. The players around him rolled their eyes, bothering to bother with his taunts.

"You...... Is it the Blood Sword Thor?! The man said in a voice of surprise and excitement, "You have returned from the wasteland!" I'm a fan of yours, and I wanted to come to Cologne to meet you after hearing about your deeds, but you weren't there, I haven't introduced myself yet! I'm Percy of the Crimson Claw Brigade! ”

“…… PK only, nothing to show off. Thor didn't expect this person to be his fan brother, and said with a headache.

"No, no, no, in my opinion, fighting demons is far less fun than fighting players who are also humans, you can kill more than a hundred players in a fair duel, and in my opinion you are the strongest among the players!" Percy said excitedly.

"Uh, maybe......" Thor secretly rolled his eyes, a little unwilling to deal with this overexcited little fan brother, "I PK just to hone myself, and it has nothing to do with these limelights." ”

Percy was babbling when there was a commotion at the gate on the other side, and the gate guarded by the guards was opened.