Chapter 124: The Two Heroes
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Two hours.
Three hours.
When the last demon player in the General's Tomb was killed, the battle for the General's Tomb, which lasted for more than eight hours, was finally over.
After that.
Although there are still sporadic demon players attacking the general's grave, unfortunately, it is no longer a climate, and it is not a threat to Terran players at all.
In the previous battle, the demons had already lost one.
The so-called one boom, then decline, and three exhaustions, no matter how high the prestige of Li Lan Garros is, it is a pity that demon players no longer buy it.
The losses were too heavy.
If you die once, you will lose 10% of your experience, and you will lose several pieces of equipment, and this big battle will be fought, and some demon players will die seven or eight times, and there will even be downgrades, but in the end, they will not take the general's grave, this loss, it is a loss in vain, and naturally there is no desire to continue fighting.
In fact.
If the demon players gather a large army to fight again, maybe it will be the human race that collapses.
The same.
Demon players have suffered heavy losses, and Terran players have suffered heavy losses as well.
To put it bluntly, this is a battle in which 1,000 enemies were killed and 800 were self-inflicted, and both the victors and losers suffered heavy losses.
Twice.
This kind of big war between the human race and the demon race has been fought twice.
In comparison, the Protoss, who stayed out of the matter, took a big advantage, and after the strength of the human and demon races was damaged, the Protoss, who had never participated in the war, was already ahead of the human and demon races in strength.
And so.
While the Terrans were celebrating a rare victory and the demons were secretly licking their wounds, the Protoss players cheered and were glad that they did not participate in this battle.
"Have you heard, the fight between the human and demon clans in the general's grave is called a tragedy, and the corpses are all covered in the ground!"
"Come on, you can't brag about it, the system will refresh the corpse at any time, how can it be covered with ground!"
"That's what I said, but, seriously, this time the human and demon clans must have suffered heavy losses."
"That's for sure, quack, quack, fight hard, it's good to be disabled, this world, it's our gods!"
"Hehe, when the time comes, we will beat the human race and abuse the demon race, and our god race will dominate the world!"
Is that really the case?
Huangquan, who was brushing the wilderness on the third floor, suddenly received an unexpected letter.
It was the intelligence trafficker who sent the message.
"Boss Huang, do you have time? Someone asked me to ask you out. ”
Well?
Substitution?
What does that mean?
"Who?"
"Lelan Garros."
Burst!
Huang Quan didn't swallow a mouthful of saliva, almost choking to death.
"Who are you talking about? Lee Lan Garros? ”
No wonder Huang Quan was surprised.
The war failed, this Li Langaros didn't hurry up to pack up the army's heart, what to talk to himself?
Could it be said?
Thinking of a possibility, Huang Quan had a plan.
"Did he say where to meet?"
Gao Ming's reply was very fast, and it was clear that Li Lan Garros had already explained to him the location of the meeting.
"Li Lan Garros said, you decide the position!"
Ooh!
It's awesome!
Huang Quan couldn't help but think highly of this Li Langaros in his heart.
Not to mention anything else, this "position you set" bearing alone is not something that ordinary people can have.
"By the way, do you want to invite him to the Terran Imperial Capital as a guest?"
Just kidding.
Even if Li Langaros had the courage to go, he couldn't go, the imperial capital was not a place where bones were buried, and it was not a place where anyone could go.
"Tell him, see you outside the general's grave!"
Huangquan is also more energetic.
Since Li Lan Garros is so bold, he can't show weakness, so he goes directly to meet the general outside the grave and gives him a preemptive voice.
Sure enough.
"Boss Huang, it's still you! You're giving him a dismount, okay, I'll let him know! ”
He is worthy of being an intelligence peddler.
This clever method is indeed clever, so that Li Lan Garros can entrust the matter to him, and there is a way to notify Li Lan Garros, this ability, Huang Quan is ashamed of himself.
"See you in twenty minutes!"
It didn't take long for Gao Ming to send the time to meet.
Twenty minutes?
Then continue to farm.
Hurriedly brushed the three-layer wild monsters, and then, in a hurry, Huang Quan led the four teammates of the Farewell Team to teleport to the first floor of the General's Tomb, and then walked towards the outside of the General's Tomb.
Along the way, there are Terran players everywhere leveling up and farming.
There are too many people.
This time, more than 70,000 people were teleported, and even if the war hung up, there were still more than 60,000 people left, and the general's tomb was directly overcrowded.
"Huh? That's not Boss Huang, why did they come to the first floor? ”
"Judging by the way they look, they are planning to go outside the general's grave, why are they going?"
"Let's go, go up and have a look!"
"Hehe, my intuition tells me that there is a lot to watch!"
They are all a group of people who are not afraid of big things when they watch the excitement.
In addition, the layer was overcrowded, and the brush couldn't grab the blame, so it was idle and idle, and a large group of players who wanted to see the excitement followed behind Huang Quan.
Whew......
The white light flickered, and the Farewell Clansman quint teleported out of the General's Grave.
"I'll wipe it, and sure enough, I'm going to the general's grave!"
"I'll go, this guy is bold enough, so I'm not afraid that the demon players will block the door outside?"
"You don't understand this, when you first hit the third floor of the general's tomb, you haven't seen it, Boss Huang has carried hundreds of demon players with the strength of one person, and he is bullish!"
"So powerful?"
"Of course it's amazing!"
"Let's go, let's go quietly!"
With Huang Quan taking the lead, this group of people who were watching the excitement of eating melons were not afraid that the demon players would block the door, and Wu Yang Yang teleported towards the general's grave.
Blocking the door?
Are you kidding.
This was made by Li Lan Garros on his own initiative, and naturally he had already restrained the demon players and cleared a large area outside the general's grave.
If you send someone to block the door and sneak attack, you won't be able to mix it up in the future.
It's not.
When Huangquan teleported out, he took a look, and in front of him, there was a clearing for the boss, nearly a thousand meters, and at that end, thousands of demon players stood there in a neat row, looking very powerful.
From the crowd, a burly man walked over.
Lee Lan Garros?
Lee Lan Garros!
"I'll go, this guy is strong enough!"
In the game "Flames of War", the appearance and body shape of the player are based on the real world, and even if they want to adjust it, they can only fine-tune it.
And because of this.
Seeing this two-meter-tall and strong black bear, Huang Quan said that he was under a lot of pressure.
If he encounters such a big guy in reality, without saying a word, Huang Quan will definitely turn around and run.
As for the game, yes.
Then be fearless!
On the other side, Li Lan Garros had already greeted him, and there were still more than ten meters away, and a loud voice sounded: "Hahaha, it's better to meet than to be famous, Brother Huang is a good means, open the portal twice in a row, and lead the human race to forcibly occupy the tomb of my demon general, Li Lan admires!" ”
Admire?
All right.
Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, Huang Quan arched his hand and replied: "See the smile and laugh, Brother Li Lan's name, I am also like thunder!" ”
Poof!
Behind him, Little Bell couldn't help but laugh out loud.
This laughter made Li Lan Garros and Huang Quan, who were pretending to be forced, unable to pretend anymore.
PS (Four chapters today)