Chapter Eighty-Five: Modo

If that's all there is to it, that's it.

But.

The white light is still flickering.

More and more players have received the news that the rarity auction venue is now ready to enter.

More and more players are coming to the auction venue.

Scuffle, further escalation.

It's no longer confined to battles between wise men.

"Wind Rush!"

"Jump Slash!"

"Plague Arrow!"

"Furious Shield Strike!"

“……”

The player who had just teleported in, without saying a word, directly joined the battle group.

It's a dead death anyway.

Before dying, it is perfect to drag a few players of hostile races as burials.

A spurt of wind, stunned for several seconds, with 700 points of destructive power per second, no matter what profession, even if it is a wise man who can add blood, it is a certain death.

A jump slash, that's a big piece of stunning.

What daggers and arrows, but come with energy.

The whole venue was in chaos.

The treasures of the ground are getting thicker and thicker.

But in the midst of this chaos, the master appeared.

Not your average master.

That's the master who stands at the top of the pyramid of "War".

"Cihang Pudu!"

A loud shout.

Thousands of golden lights.

Modo, the superordinate of the Ten Knights, has struck.

The golden light illuminated the entire venue.

“+8790!”

“+8920!”

“+9970!”

……

A large dark green number jumped out.

Resurrection!

Resurrection!

Mass resurrection!

In an instant, hundreds of Terran players were resurrected on the spot.

It's not just the resurrection.

As a special skill of the hidden profession, the resurrection effect of Cihang Pudu is the resurrection of full blood and full state.

The Terrans, who were still at an absolute disadvantage in numbers just now, turned the tables in an instant.

On the other hand, the gods and demons looked frightened.

Cihang Pudu is not just a simple way to resurrect friendly units, but also to clear the corpses of enemy units, Modo's Cihang Pudu, the gods and demons have died, and those players who have not returned to the city to resurrect have all been forced to exceed, and they are all forced to release their souls and return to the city to resurrect.

Now that the soul has been released, there is naturally no way to resurrect it.

The gods and demons have no way to summon a new force.

On the other hand, the human race, with the help of Cihang Pudu, the advantage in numbers has become greater.

Resurrection Stream!

Modo's king signboard, the strongest resurrection stream in the world of "Warfire", there is no one.

"Rush, destroy the little cubs of the demon clan!"

"The Protoss can't let it go!"

"Kill it, kill it all!"

"The treasures on the ground belong to our Terrans, and the treasures in the auction are also ours Terrans!"

"Kill!"

The resurrected Terran players launched a furious attack on the gods and demons.

But.

"Damn, why didn't you faint?"

"Nima, why is Lao Tzu's healing effect so low?"

"Rub, equipment, Lao Tzu's equipment!"

"Your uncle!"

Resurrection stream?

It depends on when.

This is a rare auction.

The entire map is filled with the power of destruction.

Players who are killed by the power of destruction are called miserable.

Even if it is resurrected.

Even if it's a resurrection with full health.

But.

Without equipment, there is an egg for resurrection?

There are only a few players who have been killed by the player, and because it is a normal explosion rate, the loss of strength is not serious, and they can continue to fight again.

But.

Rather, they would rather not be resurrected.

"It's not good, I'll wipe it!"

"It's over, it's going to blow up!"

"Dogs? Modo, why do you want to resurrect Lao Tzu! ”

"It's miserable!"

It's really miserable.

Originally, the player who didn't blow up the light was blown out because of Modo's Cihang Pudu.

The player who had already exploded once, got it, and within a few seconds of standing up, he exploded again, and this time it was completely blown out.

This Cihang Pudu, not to mention, didn't play a role, but instead caused enough harm to the players of the human race.

For a time, Modo's female relatives became the common women of the human race.

Wronged!

Listening to the scolding roar in his ears, Modo was aggrieved.

I can't help it!

Except for this Cihang Pudu, Modo really has no means to get his hands on.

Speaking of which, Modo is also quite tragic.

At the beginning, when he had just been transferred to the superordinate, Modo was very ambitious, wanting to break out of the world of "War" and become a hero.

Pity.

Bad luck, the first Legion Championship, Modo met Huangquan, the powerful resurrection flow, in the hands of Huangquan did not set off a trace of waves, Modo's dream of dominating the world of "War" died like this, and the temporary legion formed was also disbanded by the system.

Await!

Finally, in the second session, Modo was ambitious to establish a legion.

Outcome.

Huangquan has been completely perverted.

A flame dragon kills, Modo once again hated the spot, and was once again locked out of the gate of the legion.

Ten Horsemen!

But they can't even build a legion!

Anyone who hears this misery will have to cry.

Fortunately, Huang Quan killed himself and embarked on the road of challenging the God of Light, and the ten knights gathered and overturned Huang Quan.

But.

Modo is still a tragedy.

In that ancient and modern war, from the beginning to the end, Modo did not have a chance to make a move.

In the whole battle, the only Templar who died was the Silver Fox, who died at the gate of the temple hundreds of meters away, far beyond the scope of Modo's spell casting.

So, throughout the battle, Modo was a spectator.

So, the battle ended, and Modo did not reap any benefits.

The artifacts and treasures that exploded from Huangquan fell into other people's pockets according to their military exploits.

And so.

The mediocre Modo continued its tragedy after the start of the third Clan Championship.

It's the third time!

There are countless legions!

The masters have long been carved up by those veteran legions, and the remaining second-rate players, even if Modo does his best to exert Cihang Pudu, he can't turn the tide.

Mordo, once again, was stopped outside the gates of the Legion.

So.

It's been 108 days since the district was opened, and Modo is still a single.

You can't be a legion commander.

But he is not willing to join someone else's army.

This unlucky kid is just like that.

This time, I finally got an opportunity to turn the tide and make a name for myself, but the result was good, and I was scolded by the Terran players, and I was wronged!

But what about it?

There is only one Cihang Pudu.

Then continue to be Cihang Pudu.

Thousands of golden rays of light erupted again.

The dead Terran player is on his feet again.

Dead again.

Stood up again.

Die again.

Stand up again.

The scolding is gone.

Modo's persistence brought the hope of victory for the Terrans.

Charge!

Attack!

Set fire!

Hundreds of players who have been blown up are not very strong, but after all, they are all high-level players, and there is still a little bit of a threat when they launch a ruthless attack.

It's not.

A few unlucky Demon players happened to be standing in the center of this resurrection storm and were turned by these hundreds of Terran players.

Can you not turn it?

It's a surging wind, it's a leap slash, it's a holy light purification, plus a messy skill set of fire, they are not perverts like Huang Quan, how can they withstand it.

Ahh......hhh

With a miserable scream, these unlucky demon players were just rounded to death.

This is just the beginning.