Chapter 289: Whoever Wins Wins
As the Berserker player said, it was really after taking the mission that I found out what was going on.
The fat man, as the captain, stepped forward to talk to the orc prophet, and the orc prophet first coughed two mouthfuls of blood foam, and then said to the fat man with blank eyes: "Great, the Supreme Elder Council has sent someone...... Damn the Necrons, that guy from Soros betrayed the entire Dark Council! We found the men he sent in the camp of the Holy Order in the camp of the Holy Order, and they actually revealed the military deployment of the Council to the Holy Knights, in an attempt to return him to the Holy Order in exchange for his return to the Holy Order Order, and we were betrayed! ”
When the fat man heard this, he couldn't help but move in his heart, this camp mission actually involved the undead Grand Duke Soros, so to speak, this seems to be the prelude to the official next expansion pack: The rebellion of the undead Grand Duke, the fat man still has an impression of this expansion, because if I remember correctly, the Dark Council camp will open a copy in the later stage, which is specifically for the undead Grand Duke Soros.
Of course, at this time, the fat man didn't care about it so much, because the orc prophet had already continued to speak: "Fortunately, my owl has already recorded the picture he has peeped on, ridiculous Soros guy, he doesn't know at all, the Holy Knights are using him at all, they never thought of letting this guy return to the arms of their Holy Order Order, that traitor, he is destined to have no good results, what you have to do now is to bring my owl back to the Supreme Presbyterian Observation Mission, Don't let Soros, a traitor, get his way! ”
With that, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, gesticulated, and began to chant incantations in his mouth, and a moment later, an owl with a shimmering light suddenly flashed out.
The owl, which turned out to be a translucent, non-physical creature, flapped its wings and flew above the fat man's head and hovered, making two cooing sounds from time to time.
"Go ahead!" The Orc Prophet struggled, "Follow my owl and leave this sad forest of scars!" All the information was recorded on it, and it was brought back to the city of Asgarrod...... Beware of the people of the Holy Order Order, for they may come to kill you. ”
System: "You've got the Owl of Memory, the quest clue has changed!" ”
Hint: "The Owl of Memory will move on its own, please follow it out of the Forest of Scars, during this time, the player will not be able to use the City Scroll and the mount, leaving the Owl within 2000 yards of the Owl, the Owl will disappear due to the loss of contact, resulting in the failure of the mission, and the player can only use the mount after leaving the Forest of Scars." ”
When the fat man took the task, the rest of the nearby Dark Council players also took it at the same time, and for a while he only heard the sound of cooing, and then the fat man found that the team of Dark Council players on the scene, including them, there were as many as fourteen teams.
Seventy or eighty people gathered here just now, and the fat man didn't know how many teams there were, but now he could tell the difference.
After the owl cooed and circled around everyone's heads twice, it began to choose a direction and slowly flew away, fourteen owls, a total of only three directions flew away, and the players quickly followed the owl of their own team.
"Good luck everyone, everyone!" The Berserker player laughed, and at this point, the players on the scene began to go their separate ways.
The owl flew very slowly, and the fat man on his head quickly joined up with the other two, and then flew together in one direction, and the fat man turned his perspective and looked, and found that only they had the least, only three teams, and the other two owls, seven on one and four on the other, both more than they were.
Seeing this situation, Luo Moling said to the fat man with some joy: "Ha, it's okay now, our way is the least, so many players from the Holy Order Order Sect get together, and they will definitely attack the road with the largest number of people!" ”
"yes!" Fate Sky also smiled and said, "Otherwise, how would so many of them complete the task?" You have to attack a team with a lot of people, so you can be a little more efficient, you say? ”
"Don't rejoice too soon!" Suddenly a voice came from behind, the fat man and they turned their heads to look, and they were a little speechless, the two teams behind them, one of them turned out to be the team of players that the fat man met when they came, and now the one who spoke was the other party's dead rider player, who seemed to feel that the fate sky was too optimistic, so he sneered and said: "Don't think that this owl will always fly so slowly, I asked, this owl will fly faster and faster!" ”
"What does it matter?" Fate Sky asked a little puzzled.
"In other words, in order not to get out of the range of 2,000 yards, we have to keep running with the owl when we get to the back!" The dead rider said: "There are many teams on their side, although it is very likely to be attacked, but as long as a team of people is sacrificed, the rest of the people may not be able to run away all the way, you also saw when you came, there are woods everywhere, the field of vision is limited, and the ambush location is not easy to find, even if there are many people on the side of the Holy Order Order, it is difficult to guarantee that they can be surrounded, in exchange for I am the person who led the organization of the Phantom Dream Dynasty, I would rather find a way with fewer people, so at least I can let go of any of them!" ”
"Like, our way?" The fat man asked.
"That's right!" The Dead Rider nodded.
The fat man thought about his words for a while, and felt that it was not unreasonable, it was easy to be surrounded by fewer people, which was a very understandable thing.
Thinking of this, the fat man glanced at the two teams behind him, and saw that the dead rider player was whispering something to his teammates, and the other team of players, as if they were talking in a private chat, so the fat man couldn't hear what they said at all, but his intuition told him that it was definitely not a good thing.
So the fat man observed the dead rider's chest and found that they were really guild players, but the fat man had never seen the guild badge, so he didn't know which guild they belonged to for the time being, which made the fat man feel a little strange, because this team of players seemed to have been a little indifferent since they saw themselves, and they seemed to be a little hostile to themselves, but the fat man had never seen the people of this guild, and it was naturally impossible to talk about provoking them, so the fat man couldn't figure it out at all, What the hell went wrong.
The breeze breeze is more delicate, so naturally she can see it, and she whispered to the fat man: "Looking at their appearance, I'm afraid they want us to be cannon fodder!" ”
Two people are chased by lions at the same time, but if they want to survive, they don't need to outrun the lion, they just need to outrun the other person, this is the truth that everyone knows, the three players set off together, and they can sacrifice all the way to complete the other two, so the fat man They have three teams along the way, why can't they be so?
Soon, through his third-person vision, the fat man noticed that the players of the two teams behind him had a knowing smile on their faces, and when he looked at the barn team on his side, the meaning in his eyes was very strange, so the fat man knew that they might have reached an agreement.
The fat man doesn't like this feeling, he doesn't like it very much!
In fact, if you really want to talk about it, the fat man is not helpless, he can completely contact the Night Blood Phoenix, let him bring someone to stop the players of the Dream Dynasty and the Holy Order Order, and then he can easily take advantage of the moment when the two sides are fighting, leave the Scar Forest to complete the task.
But the fat man felt that he couldn't do it, although he knew that as long as he brought it up, the players of the Night Blood Phoenix and the Night Blood Guild would definitely be willing to help, but the fat man also knew that after they came, they would definitely have to fight with the players of the Holy Order Order, which was different from the PK between players in the same camp, and after hanging up, the equipment on the gods would be exploded.
The fat man also doesn't like to owe favors, he prefers others to owe him favors, so he feels that there is no need to ask the Night Blood Phoenix for help.
Then, the fat man has to find a way to save himself.
He knows very well the thoughts of the players in the two teams behind him, if he is really attacked, they may not be able to escape without sacrificing the fat man, but how can he know if he doesn't try? The three teams add up to twenty-one people, and if there are too few of them, you can't win no matter how you fight, so it's better to try it and say, what if you really run away?
For the idea of these two teams, although the fat man gritted his teeth with hatred, but he was helpless, the communication between players and players must not always be harmonious and beautiful.
While walking slowly, the fat man was nervously thinking about what to do.
He opened the mission record, carefully checked the system's prompt, and when he saw the hint that he couldn't leave the owl 2000 yards, otherwise the mission would fail, his heart began to ponder.
Does this mean that all members of the entire squad cannot leave 2000 yards, or does the squad leader not leave 2000 yards? Or maybe there's at least one person in the team who can't leave 2000 yards?
There is a difference between the three different statements, the fat man already has some ideas, and he now needs to figure out this problem as soon as possible while he is not too far away from the mission location.
Fortunately, at this time, the two squads behind deliberately lagged behind the fat man because they wanted to let the fat man and them be cannon fodder, there were so many trees in the scarred forest, and after turning two corners, they couldn't see them, and they could only see three owls flying slowly in mid-air, proving that they hadn't left too far.
That's fine, the fat man thought, we can't see them, and they can't see us either, so we can experiment.
Hehe, I'm going to see who can win in the end! The fat man began to smile mischievously again......
(To be continued)