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In three years, faith has opened two major copies of the Chaos Temple and the Sword of the God of War, and the emergence of the new copy has accelerated the upgrading process of players, and more and more people have successfully transferred to the top profession, and the top profession is no longer a rare thing, and all kinds of powerful equipment have also fallen out of the Chaos Temple and the Sword of the God of War. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After three years of development, the current strength of the Cattle Tribe has reached a very amazing level, the Cattle Tribe itself alone has as many as one million players, more than thirty branches add up to seven or eight million people, and there are tens of thousands of top professions alone.

During the period of time that Nie Yan left, there were many people in the bright camp, many of whom were amazingly talented, and there were not a few who could challenge the bright sword light, sun and others, and there were many who got adventures and entered the ranks of masters.

As for the dark camp, the angel fall is also thriving, not inferior to the cattle tribe, although the two giants occasionally have friction, but there is no intention of going to war, if it starts, it can only be a lose.

The Aqua Cigarette Butt walks into the Starry Sky Pharmacy, which is a sixteenth-level building in Okran City, which occupies an extremely large area and is full of Abernethy-style spire-like buildings, giving people a sense of ancient magic.

All the way in, it was overcrowded, and the daily transaction volume of the Star Pharmacy was terrifying. There are nearly 60 counters in the hall, hundreds of salespeople are constantly busy, and hundreds of thousands of bottles of potions are placed on the shelves behind them.

He walked all the way to the innermost side hall where only players of the Oxen Tribe could enter, where there were already more than a dozen people waiting.

"Aqua, you're late." An arcane mage next to him smiled slightly, the person who spoke was Tang Yao, at this time, he was wearing a silver-gray Franktor arcane magic robe, two hundred level legendary items, a long dark inheritance staff, on the black crystal ball at the top of the staff, the nebula formed by the arcane magic elements flowed slowly, and there was a black elf suspended on the left, only a little higher than Tang Yao's knees, and there were two pairs of black and some transparent wings on his back, constantly fanning, and every time he waved, there were magic vortices around him.

"Sorry, something happened on the way." The water-colored cigarette butt smiled apologetically.

The water-colored cigarette butts looked to the side, they were all acquaintances, but because everyone often practiced alone, it was not easy to get together once.

"I'll have a few drinks for the next party." A tall warrior next to him laughed loudly, speaking with a bright sword light, the bright sword light is a head taller than several people around, and a full set of Al Lan Zhan Kai on his body, like a full set of mecha, protects his body impenetrable, this set of Zhan Kai is from the Chaos Temple, the strong void metal can not be worn no matter how you attack, his right hand is a blue Ke Lan Divine Shield, which is somewhat similar to the tower shield, but there is a bright sword light half a height, against the chest can protect the feet, and the blue streamer on it keeps flowing, The Aegis was filled with life, and the strange runes on it loomed under the stimulation of blue light.

"Damn, you changed that dragon shield?" Seeing the bright sword light changing a shield, the water-colored cigarette butt asked in surprise.

"That dragon shield defense is too low, I'll give it to Leng Aoying." Bright Sword smiled and smiled.

Defense too low? The water-colored cigarette butt rolled his eyes, if others dared to say that the dragon shield defense was too low, the water-colored cigarette butt would definitely slap him to death.

"Okay, let's not talk about it, the more than six hundred bottles of the Great Grandmaster-level potion Bird Eggs we want have been prepared for us, let's go." Bright Sword Light spoke, and now in the entire team, he is the captain, and the leading eldest brother Qizai is the vice captain, a total of thirty-six people, all of whom are the top elites of the Cattle Tribe.

"Hmm." The water-colored cigarette butt nodded.

The group distributed the potions, and all of them teleported to the outside of the city one by one, and then summoned flying mounts, thirty-six flying mounts, a total of nineteen ninth-order flying mounts, and the rest were also eighth-order flying mounts, two of which were only a little short of entering the legendary level, such a lineup was spectacular.

Thirty-six flying mounts took off into the air and flew towards the sky, the direction they flew to was the Temple of Chaos, through the gate of the temple of another dimension, you can reach the Sword of the God of War, the Sword of the God of War is a giant sword suspended in the void, I don't know how much time has passed, it is completely petrified, and above it is a desolate desert, which is one of the two current high-level dungeons.

On the side of the light camp, everything is calm, but on the side of the dark camp, a big thing has happened.

The Graveyard of the Dead, the capital of this dark world, is undergoing a grand ceremony at this time.

The shape of the city is very unique, there are endless tombstones on the ground, and when you walk to the center of the tombs, you will find a huge portal, and at the top of the portal, a huge magic eye is scanning around, and the demon eye is blooming with a cold divine light, anyone who sees it will feel that it is so real, just like a living thing.

Once inside the portal, players will be transported into a winding catacomb, filled with green corpse water that crisscrosses the sewers.

Players who are not familiar with this place will basically get lost when they come here, and after a while of navigating the sewers, they will come to a huge underground city, the grandeur of which is breathtaking.

The streets, the buildings, are no different from the cities on the surface.

At this time, on the main road in the center, a huge ceremony was being held, and the necromancers in black robes used their staffs to summon clusters of green ghost fire, floating up and down in the air.

They gathered around the altar in the middle of the city, muttering something.

The central altar was made of gray stones, five or six hundred yards in circumference, and ten huge blood dragons were lying reverently around the altar, their bodies trembling.

Outside, five or six million players watched the festival as they marched down the streets, shouting incessantly.

As the necromancers chanted incantations, a huge throne slowly rose in the center of the altar, and an NPC wearing black robes appeared in front of the throne, and he sat down slowly, a long scepter resting diagonally on his chest, and at the top of the scepter was a hideous black skeleton, which opened its mouth from time to time and let out a strange laugh.

Streams of powerful death qi centered on him and slowly spread out, and everyone around him could feel that his whole body was filled with powerful dark power.

He raised his skull scepter and shouted, "I am the Lich King, the master of the dark world, my soul is as immortal as a god, I am the only one who is the most powerful in this world, and I can even change my fate!" I represent the will of death, death walks with you, death sits with you, death always accompanies you, calamity, pestilence, fear, madness...... No human being can escape death and will eventually fall under the jurisdiction of the Grim Reaper. ”

Countless eyes were focused on the king high in the center of the altar, many of them saw the Lich King for the first time, the most powerful ruler of the undead world, it is said that he is in charge of all the undead forces in the dark world, every time he travels, there must be thirty bone dragons to pull his chariot, and every time he starts a war, there must be hundreds of millions of undead to follow him.

The Lich King's powerful momentum made everyone bow their heads.

"Come up, my devout believer." The Lich King's low, hoarse voice rang out.

The Lich King's voice fell, and a spellmaster in a gray robe slowly walked up, and when he saw this person, everyone held their breath, it was actually the boss of the fallen angel! Why is he here?

Why did the Lich King call him up?

Everyone couldn't help but have some doubts in their hearts.

The players below who fell from the angel erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

The Lich King's left hand was slightly open, and there was a black crown inlaid with red gems on it, which shone brightly.

Duoduo walked up to the Lich King and got down on one knee.

The Lich King held the crown in both hands and placed it on Duoduo's head, and he said in a low voice: "From now on, you will be the Speaker of the Dark Council, the leader of the Dark World, this grace is only given to the devout believers of the Grim Reaper, this grace is only given to the dead who fought for the glory of the Dark World, countless ancestors with their indomitable will, countless times have conquered the arrogant and despicable humans, you will also carry on their tradition, shoot down the sun of the Atlantic continent, the soul of Hades!" Wake up quickly, bless your believers. ”

Seeing this scene, all the players were stunned, Speaker of the Dark Council, what level of title is this?

Many players suddenly remembered, didn't they say that if they gathered six chaotic chapters, they could become the speaker of the Dark Council? Could it be that the boss of the fallen angel has put together all the chapters of chaos? What shocking news!

Duoduo accepted the crown, and the staff in his right hand suddenly shattered, and then transformed into a huge scepter less than two yards long, and the aura of death flowed through his body, and he stood up, on the altar, looking down on the player below.

"From now on, I will be the speaker of the Dark Council, and all the people in the dark world will be under my command, and all guilds that do not obey the fall of the angels, kill! Any player who disobeys the Angel Fall, kill! Duoduo's fierce gaze swept through the crowd, and an awe-inspiring murderous aura spread.

Duoduo's words are crazy, but no one will say that he is arrogant, he became the speaker of the Dark Council, and from then on, no one in the entire dark world can fight against him.

The players who watched the fall of the angel below couldn't help but be thrilled and let out bursts of cheers like stormy waves.