A scumbag sighed, not amazing, and looked like an old mythical head office player raised the spear in his hand on the Beicheng battle line, he stared at the strange but unfamiliar ice blue figure on the city tower from afar, and his nose suddenly became a little sour.

"Garuda, Allure ......"

He murmured in his heart, and at that moment the past flooded into his heart, from the beginning of the creation of mythology, to the rise of mythology, to the domination of mythology, until the end of mythology today.

He is not a peerless master, nor is he a friend who is familiar with Tang Weiwei, counting on his fingers, he has not said ten words to Tang Weiwei so far, and they are all just simple greetings.

His name is Hanqing.

Like his Id, he was just an inconspicuous squad leader who commanded a ten-man squad of the Mythical Fifth Elite Regiment. The myth of the master is so insignificant.

But he is also the original player of Mythology, who has followed Shakti from the beginning of Mythology to the current old bird, a veteran of Mythology who has been envied by many people.

At this moment, Garuda, who was once regarded as a traitor to mythology, had a demeanor that was even better than in the past, and his posture was still peerless, as if it was some kind of imprint that awakened his memory, making him feel agitated and sad.

That year, when it was the open beta of the holographic online game Mythical World, he was still young, and there were only fifty people in the mercenary group, and his partners were the same as him, with a fierce ambition and a heroic dream of Iron Horse Jingo, but his qualifications were mediocre. Later, it turned out that none of them grew into a world-famous master.

He had expected him and his companions to play their game in obscurity, like most players, until the day they left.

Until one day, I still remember that everyone seemed to be besieging a very ordinary wild map boss, very ordinary, but they killed very hard, and they were very excited.

The reason why I am excited is because an ordinary small team like them rarely has the opportunity to besiege and kill the Yetu boss. Unless it has not yet been opened up, otherwise, all the BOSS refresh points that have been proven are all the private places of the big guild and the super group, which can be touched by a small team with mediocre strength like them?

As for the uncultivated maps, it is obvious that they do not have the strength to open up the wasteland.

It's a pity that when the boss's life was consumed by them to the point of close to residual blood, the boss hunting group of the Grand Guild arrived.

After many years, he still clearly remembers the mood at that moment, fear, anger, unwillingness, helplessness, and both.

Facing the mocking and sarcastic faces, the arrogant and arrogant looks, he knew that just like the past experience, they would either retreat and give up the boss aggrievedly, or wait to be slaughtered by the hunting group with the boss.

However, fortunately, the script was not repeated that day, just as they hesitated and tried to negotiate without the slightest sense...... He's coming!

At that time, he was like the sun god who descended into the mortal world, wearing armor and armor, standing proudly with a horizontal sword, and the eyes that seemed to make people fall into it at a glance swept lightly over everyone.

Like a king who looks down on all beings, he treats them as if they were nothing.

Then, he moved!

Like a hurricane exploding on the flat ground, the domineering and brutal swept into a hunting group of forty people.

In private, Han Qing and his partners once talked half-seriously and half-jokingly about this hunting group called Shadows, saying that the members of the hunting group are not good men.

He never thought that such a group of heroes with enough strength to crush them would lose to a person with a sword, and the defeat was so neat.

Han Qing was completely stunned when he watched this gorgeous performance that was not so much a battle as it was for him alone.

Butterfly steps, Z-shaped runs, shadow quartets, and the dance of freedom that few people had heard at the time.

These were presented one by one in front of Hanqing's eyes, and he didn't understand why a butterfly step that was so ordinary for a master was so chic and incomprehensible when it was displayed by this person.

He couldn't understand how one person could firmly suppress forty people, and it was a hunting group with a golden match for their professions. Not only that, but this guy actually has the strength to spare, sweeping out of the battle group like a stroke from time to time, and then blocking the boss's attack as fast as lightning to support Hanqing's companions who are still struggling to support.

In less than three minutes, Hanqing's eyes were full of corpses and a lot of equipment that made them drool.

Subsequently, at the signal of the captain, everyone slowed down the pace of consuming the boss. At that time, everyone subconsciously thought that this strong guy was going to take over the boss naturally.

The law of the jungle is virtual, virtual, and the reality is all applicable, and often even more cruel than reality.

Who knows, he just raised his hand and smiled at the boss, motioned for everyone to continue, and then stepped aside, very calmly appreciating their battle.

As for the equipment produced by a bunch of heroes, which made them red-eyed and hot-headed, it was like garbage in a place, let alone picking it up, and he didn't even bother to look at it from beginning to end.

When the boss finally fell, Hanqing and his companions couldn't help but cheer, because this was the first wild map boss they had knocked down.

The guy smiled and nodded, and said approvingly, "Good cooperation." My name is Shakti, I wonder if you would like to join me? Think about it, not reluctantly. ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately started a heated discussion in the team chat, and of course the opinions were surprisingly unified, and everyone couldn't hide their excitement, and they were very proud to be invited by such a super master.

In the end, their captain still had the courage to ask, "What do you get by joining you?" ”

"Glory!"

He said, "I'm going to start a guild, let's call it a myth, and I think I can probably lead you to start a myth and make a legend." ”

This is the original history of mythology, a story that makes mythical veterans like Hanqing unforgettable.

……

In the following half a year, the little-known Mythical Guild rose to the mythical world and entered the top ten super guilds in China in one fell swoop.

At that time, there were not many masters in mythology who could show their hands, but Emperor Shakti completely single-handedly brought the Mythical Guild to such a height.

Since then, Hanqing has never been underestimated, walking on the city streets, Hanqing's waist is straight, his chest is always high, and the guild badge is always hung in the most conspicuous position. He could feel the envy of others, even awe.

Maybe those masters who are full of all kinds of emotions can blow him up with a lot of heads-up, but he knows that they don't dare, let alone in the town, even in the dangerous wilderness, those notorious, specialized. Few of the assassination groups that made a living from robbery dared to attack him.

Because behind him is the Mythical Guild, an iron-blooded guild that does not dominate in China, but has revenge, and is so strong that it only talks to you about life and death, and does not reason with you.

It was from that time that Hanqing deeply realized what a guild is and what glory is, and his strong sense of belonging to mythology that flowed in his blood was also generated at that time.

It's just that during that period, the first emperor Shi Tian's one-step debut of the Night Rain Liufeng and the Qianshan Duxue, who was respected as the queen of China, led the Tianfeng Alliance to suddenly emerge, and launched a war against the top three guilds in China with the strength of the fourth guild in China.

Frankly speaking, the original myth was powerless to resist the Tianfeng Alliance, but the myth did not encounter a bottleneck in development. Under the methodical planning of the Emperor Shakti, the mythical dwelling in the land of one city, slowly drawing, the player snowballed, and the territory of the fortress under his jurisdiction also continued to expand. Later, several figures who can be regarded as the pinnacle of mythological icons were also added during this period.

Mo Qianchou, Ghost Dance Knife, Hundred Steps Flying Sword, Qin Shi Mingyue, a Dance of the City, and then the first mage of China smiled slightly and was very captivating, and Lan Yumian, who was at large with the Ghost Dance Knife and the Heavenly Wind Alliance Thief King, and was called the three major thieves in China......

The Tianlong Babu Sect in Mingdong China was officially established.

Mythology took this opportunity to become the second guild in China only in the Tianfeng Alliance.

Mythology aims to dominate the world, and the Tianfeng Alliance naturally started the war. I have to say that the Tianfeng Alliance at that time was too powerful, and the hegemony was difficult to shake, and in the first few wars of large or small scale, the myth was that there were more defeats and fewer victories.

But no amount of discouragement, compromise, despair, and no amount of defeat could shake their faith in the Mythical Guild.

Perhaps it was the heavens that favored the myth, and when the two guilds were about to fight a decisive battle, the first national war in the mythical world broke out.

Although it is not as powerful as the Tianfeng Alliance, it also shocked the world in the national war, and the dragon god Qin Shi Mingyue shined, so that the guild's status soared and soared into the sky, becoming the second giant only in the emperor's liberation.

Until then, the memory left by the myth to Hanqing is undoubtedly beautiful.

What particularly touched him was that no matter how large the number of mythical members was, no matter how many masters of mythology there were, Emperor Shakti still did not fall out in the cold, and he still did not forget their mediocre "veterans".

In peacetime without war, the Emperor, whose personal reputation was almost at its peak, would still occasionally enter their team channel, with simple greetings and reminiscences of the past, not much to say, but Hanqing felt very warm.

It is undeniable that with the growing myth, Hanqing and these people have indeed hesitated and lost. In one of the conversations, he had also summoned up the courage to timidly talk to Shakti about their confusion.

The guild is bigger, there are more masters, is there still a point in saving players like them who have no talent?

He remembered that Shakti was silent for a moment, and then told them, "Without you, there would be no myth, and your contribution is not reflected in strength." You are veterans of mythology, and you deserve to be respected by those who come after you. Don't be entangled, when a certain year and one day, you leave the myth and say goodbye to online games, as long as the myth does not die, the later rookies will definitely remember your group of original founders, without your dedication, without your struggle, there will be no today's myth. Thank you! ”

"Hanqing, remember, veterans don't die, they just wither, this is the glory that will follow you!"

……

But what about then? What now? Does Mythology Still Have Glory?

Is the myth after the war still a myth?

Hanqing thought unwillingly.

The popularity of the mythical world has finally attracted the attention of the major consortia, and the major guilds have received capital injections from the consortia. The myth is no exception, and the dragon god Qin Shi Mingyue himself is the first heir to the Qin family, China's first foundation.

Under Qin Shi Mingyue's Jin Yuan offensive, the undercurrent of mythology surged, and more and more players were driven by interests and became hardcore followers of Qin Shi Mingyue.

Didn't Shakti know anything about this? Apparently not!

Han Qing thought that maybe the president just had the idea of removing the chaff and wanted to get rid of these guys who put their interests first.

It's a pity that the chairman underestimated the greed of people's hearts, and it was the biggest mistake he made to not expel Qin Shi Mingyue in the first place.

By the time the president tried to set things right, Qin Shi Mingyue was already qualified to fight against him, and if the two turned their faces, the myth would inevitably fall apart immediately.

And then?

That's a secret story that no one knows, Han Qing doesn't know, he only knows that the goddess of Allure and Asura of the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon were named traitors and expelled the myth, and then the eldest lady of the Qin family danced and became the president's girlfriend.

Later, the president, Shakti, became more and more silent, barely meddling in the affairs of the guild, and came to chat with them less and less.

Subsequently, the night rain and the wind suddenly announced its withdrawal from the mythical world, and the Tianfeng Alliance suddenly became a tiger without sharp teeth, Qin Shi Mingyue took the opportunity to lead the mythical army to launch a war against the Tianfeng Alliance, and the first battle was successful, and the myth became the unyielding overlord of China.

It's just that Hanqing is not happy, he feels that the behemoth of mythology has completely reduced to Qin Shi Mingyue's crazy opportunity to accumulate money, and in order to achieve the goal, it will do whatever it takes, and it has lost the most basic foundation of the mythical guild.

……

Is the myth dead? Will the president lead us back again?

Yes!

Thoughts flew, tears blurred his eyes, Han Qing wiped away his tears, glanced at the spear that seemed to pierce the sky, and roared suddenly.

"Mythology is immortal, fight for dignity, and conquer King's Landing! Kill! ”

"Myths don't die! Kill! ”

The shocking slogans were passed down one after another, and more and more mythical veterans like Hanqing shouted with tears.

The impassioned cry reverberated over the battlefield like a mournful funeral song.