From 0:00 to 6:00 in the morning, the sumptuous food and wine event is finally over. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ice City is no longer suitable for human habitation, and the crowd can kill hundreds of people with a fart, which is extremely terrifying.

In order not to let his bulging belly be crowded, Qin Xiaonian left the Cold Ice City with his minions, braved the wind and snow, walked on the ice and snow field, walked and eaten, and waited for the start of the second round of activities.

When the bell struck six o'clock, a meteor streaked across the sky, and with a shining light, it landed on the ice and snow field.

Several players who were leveling up looked at the scene in front of them in horror, as if they had seen the end of the world.

The golden light is like a seed, after falling to the ground, it rises when it sees the wind, and in a moment, it becomes a tall tower.

The tower continued to grow in size, and its base continued to spread, and soon, it covered several kilometers.

The huge building obscured the sky and the sun, and its shadow covered the entire Cold Ice City, and in an instant, it seemed to enter the night.

"Players are invited to go to the Tower of Babel in the Ice Plains and participate in the Moon Climbing Event."

The Mid-Autumn Festival event "Ascending to the Moon and Looking at the Moon" was launched.

In an instant, Cold Ice City seemed to have been poured into a large basin of boiling water, and it suddenly boiled.

They all want to get out of the city as soon as possible, and they don't want to lag behind others.

As a result, people squeezed and trampled on people, and a group of people turned on their backs, screaming everywhere.

Fortunately, it is a game and will not be trampled to death, if it is placed in the real world, it is no less tragic than an earthquake.

"Haha, it's still wise for me to leave Ice City ahead of schedule!" Qin Xiaonian smugly summoned the ghost horse, flicked the horse's hooves, and rushed towards the psychic tower.

looked at Qin Xiaonian's expression, contemptuous contempt, disdainful disregard.

Hu Niu and the others also summoned their mounts and rushed towards the direction of the Psychic Tower.

There is a good saying, Wangshan runs and breaks his leg.

The towering Tower of Babel can be clearly seen in the Ice City.

However, after almost five minutes of riding a horse, the Tower of Babel could only be seen from afar.

No way, just keep going.

Fortunately, several people's mounts are of good grade, much stronger than most players' standard military horses, and there is no need to worry about being overtaken.

After running for more than twenty minutes, I finally came to the foot of the Tower of Babel.

Standing at the bottom of the tower and looking up, the gradually tapering tower body went straight into the sky, and finally turned into a black dot, escaping into the starry sky, and there seemed to be no end at all.

I'll go!

This Tower of Babel can't really reach the sky.

Passing through the tower gate large enough to swing a train sideways, a group of five entered the Tower of Babel.

A system chime rings in your ears.

"Ascend to the Moon Event: From 6 a.m. to 6 p.m., players can form a team of no more than five people to challenge, and there are guards stationed on each floor of the Tower of Babel, defeat them and you can go to the next level."

The simple and clear introduction makes you understand the content of this event at a glance.

It's finally time to fight.

"Are you all ready?" Qin Xiaonian turned around and looked at his teammates.

"Nonsense!"

"I'm ready."

"Uncle Twenty-three, you are really verbose."

Qin Xiaonian slapped himself in the face, calling you cheap, you shouldn't ask this sentence.

Five white lights flashed, and the violent five, who had already been gearing up, began to challenge the Tower of Babel.

After the teleportation ended, the surrounding environment had changed.

In the open field, the wind blows, and the sparse weeds dance in the wind.

"Start the first floor, countdown to 5, 4, 3, 2, 1."

As the countdown ends, a horde of monsters spawns out on the field.

Hey?

Looking at these monsters, a long-lost sense of familiarity came to my heart.

Memory, like a floodgate open, floods unchecked.

The chubby equipment shop owner, the white-bearded Uncle Nash, the old village chief who gets drunk all day, are you all okay?

This map is the wilderness outside the town of Organ.

This monster is the rat monster that once gave the newcomers a lot of headaches.

I was already impatient to eat an axe and rushed forward first, and the tomahawk chopped down on the head.

“-106”。

Poor child, because of the influence of natural skills, the attack power is so low that people can't bear to look at it directly.

However, although the damage effect is only 106 points, it is terrifying enough to face these rat monsters who are only level 1.

Spike, direct spike.

"Whoa", eat me with an axe and look up to the sky and roar.

Finally able to be second monster, finally second monster again.

Qin Xiaonian touched his chin: "It turns out that it is not only himself, the priest, who has the dream of exporting, but also the big meat shield has the same grievances." ”

A total of 100 rat monsters have been spawned.

A level 1 rat monster, the upper limit of life is just 100 points, even Qin Xiaonian, a priest, is by no means ambiguous when he gets up one by one.

In just over thirty seconds, the 100 rat monsters were wiped out.

"Defeat the first tier of guards to earn 1 event point."

"Start the second floor and count down to 5, 4, 3, 2, 1."

Five seconds later, the light flashed, and 100 more mobs appeared.

The difference is that this time the mob has become level 2.

Three times five divided by two, 100 mobs were slaughtered again.

The third wave.

The fourth wave.

Not to mention Qin Xiaonian's violent team, even if they are ordinary players, in the face of this kind of monster, they have no pressure, and the advantage of level can easily crush all kinds of monsters in the novice village.

"Start challenging the fifth floor, count down to 5, 4, 3, 2, 1."

On the field, a large wave of mobs refreshed again.

Hey?

After Qin Xiaonian swung out a cane, the expected spike did not appear.

Odd?

When I looked up, I found that the monsters that came out of this wave were no longer ordinary wild monsters, but elite monsters, that is, the elite demonized rat soldiers in the demonized rat nest.

Surrounded by this group of elite demonized rat soldiers, in the center is the tall demonized rat king.

Seeing the demonized rat king holding a fork, the painful memories of that year came back to my heart again.

"Young me, because of my lack of strength, I have been blown by this guy's steel fork countless times, and now, I am no longer what I used to be, it's time to take revenge, thief, take your life!"

The anger of revenge was burning, making Qin Xiaonian, who had committed the second middle school disease, fall into a rage.

A real move - shattered the ice ball, and threw it directly at the body of the demonized rat king.

“-5346”。

The terrifying damage effect is not at all something that the little demonized rat king can bear.

With a miserable howl, the Demon Rat King was directly wiped out.

Call~

With a long breath, Qin Xiaonian looked up at the starry sky at a forty-five degree angle, quite a kind of joy of revenge.

It's just that it seems a little empty.

I'm too strong, wahahaha.

Looking at Qin Xiaonian, who was laughing and crying, the tiger girl had a black line, and she was confused when she ate an axe, and the big and small roses directly chose to ignore it.

Crackling and beating, the demonized rat soldiers, who were once extremely powerful in the novice village, went to Huangquan Road together with their kings.

"Defeat the 5th tier elite guard to earn 5 event points and an additional 50 event points."

The event points that skyrocketed in an instant made everyone addicted.

It turned out that the Tower of Babel, guarded by elite monsters, would be rewarded with ten times more points.

Let's make the elite monsters more violent!

The cry of battle resounded in the Tower of Babel.