Baa!

The Shadowhunter raised his baguette and turned one of the banshees into sheep, interrupting the occupation and allowing one Kodomon to escape, but the other was not so lucky.

Although the orc infantry and the Juggernaut rushed towards the other banshee who was occupying it with all their might, for the "crippled" in their bodies, the distance of just a few steps was actually a stone's throw away, and when the Juggernaut finally rushed in front of the banshee, the long knife slashed, but only a shadow of nothingness was slashed.

Because the banshee had finished reciting the spell, she turned into a wisp of remnant soul and entered the body of the Kodomon, and suddenly, the eyes of this Kodomon suddenly lit up red, and it had become a puppet of the undead!

"Retreat!" , the Sword Master roared wildly, turned around and hurried away. The leader has fled, and the orc infantry and Shadowhunters have hurried to flee for their lives!

However, with two whooshing sounds, two large nets fell from the sky, netting a Shadow Hunter and an orc infantry!

The Shadow Hunter looked back in despair, only to see a rotten black aura coming out of the bodies of the two wolf cavalrymen, their eyes flashing with a seeping red light, and they were smiling hideously at him.

"The wolf cavalry is also occupied! Shadowhunters are besieged! Oh! What a defeat! Fang Han spoke quickly, "Now the orcs still have the Sword Saint, two orc infantrymen, a Kodo beast and a white bull left, and DALO is hiding in the sub-base, but this sub-mine has no defense!" Sure enough, TopOne rushed straight in! ”

"It's over", the Italian commentator bowed his head.

A MOMENT LATER, DALO HIT THE GG.

"It's a shame that DALO lost this game, and he had an advantage at one point in the opening game. And successfully opened the mine, but there was a mistake in judging TopOne's tactics! Alas! ”。 The fat master sighed, "If the fut team meets TopOne." Be sure to pay attention to Scouting! This is a player who plays cards out of the ordinary! ”

"If you win SK today, FF will qualify early! And the last one, TopOne come on! ”

At this moment, Xiao Xin slashed two people in a row, and it was like a rainbow, and all the commentators thought that the victory of this game had almost been carried into the pocket by FF.

"The strongest person in SK hasn't come out yet! Isn't it too early to celebrate", next to Fang Han and Chen Jie, a coquettish voice sounded, and Wang Xue, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, and today she was wearing an off-the-shoulder sling shirt. Revealing a large area of fair skin and majestic mountain peaks, it seems that the sex appeal is going to be carried out to the end.

However, Wang Xue's words also reminded everyone that the real first person of SK has not yet appeared!

When Dalo stepped off the stage with a gloomy face, the lights of the audience suddenly focused on the SK bench, and a tall, thin man with long flowing hair stood up, his face handsome, standing in the spotlight. Quite a handsome and elegant demeanor.

This is recognized as the world's number one Night Elf, SK. MEDIA!

There are countless NE masters in the world of demons, and many rookies have emerged in recent years, including super players like Zhang Xiaotian. But there is only one person who can always stand at the highest point of the Night Elves.

"It is said", the fat master cleared his throat. The scene immediately fell silent, and it was known that the master was going to tell a story again.

"Zhang Xiaotian once wandered in Prague. Represented a local team in the Europa League and played against MEDIA once. It's just that Zhang Xiaotian was not known at that time, and many people have forgotten the details of that game"

"Oh? Who won at the time? The glasses narrator asks the question that everyone is concerned about.

"I remember that the game was played very quickly, and the two sides were already deciding the winner without even three copies. The last person to win is MEDIA"

Wow! There was a commotion at the scene, and people's eyes were all looking in the direction of the FF players' seat. The witch Zhang Xiaotian didn't even stick to three books, and she was beaten down by MEDIA?

In the online comment area, Chinese players also blew up.

"The fat man is definitely bragging B, TopOne's abuse of MEDIA on WEG can't find the north, Zhang Xiaotian and TopOne's strength is not far apart, how can he be beaten by MEDIA?"

"What's so strange about that? At that time, Zhang Xiaotian was still too young and inexperienced, just like TopOne abused JIM and Sander, and it was not ashamed to be crushed by the world's No. 1 NE"

"If I don't speak, I watch the ball!"

"What about this War3 game! What balls to watch? ”

"Uh-huh! Good ball, good ball, Wang Xue good ball"

"SWEETIE, HAVE YOU REALLY FOUGHT WITH MEDIA? Quite badly?" In the FF bench, Amin asked.

"What does it mean to lose badly? I just fell for it! Zhang Xiaotian pursed her lips, looking unconvinced, "This guy is very insidious, I was thinking about fighting with him at that time, who would have thought that this bastard would directly come to a huntress and crossbow RUSH!" If there is another fight, Uncle Ben, I cough cough, this lady, I will definitely beat him, and he can't take care of himself! ”

"It's eleven o'clock", says Die Monde's intern correspondent Werther. Carl sat on the second floor of the auditorium, his face dazed and anxious, so out of place with the excitement and anticipation of the players around him, he kept looking up at his watch, and the hour hand finally reached eleven o'clock.

"Royal Opera House, eleven o'clock", this is the place and time written on the note in the mysterious courier yesterday.

Witt shook his head self-deprecatingly, how could an accidental fire eight years ago be involved in a game competition, he really wanted the news and wanted to go crazy.

Suddenly, there was a vibration in his pocket, and he quickly took out his mobile phone, only to see a text message from an unfamiliar number:

"Under the Harp of Angels"

At the entrance of the magnificent Royal Opera House is a circular square, in the center of which stands a three-meter-high statue, the top of which is a white cloud, and below the white clouds, several angels in tulle are gently plucking a harp.

At this moment, underneath the harp, a short-haired beauty with standard facial features is smiling at Werther.

"It's worthy of being a journalist, and his brain is not stupid"

The WorldWar tournament was in full swing, and people's attention was focused on the Royal Opera House, and the usual crowded square was unusually quiet at the moment, with only a few tourists passing by the harp of the angels, all thinking that the short-haired beauty and Werther were a couple.

"Hello, my name is Liloya, I'm a member of the VDLC team, yes, before I became what I am now, I didn't have a name at all", the short-haired beauty smiled and made a peculiar self-introduction to Werther, her facial features looked beautiful, but her smile looked a little stiff.

"You sent me the courier?" , Witt shook hands with her, in the sunny day of Madrid, the girl's hands were extremely cold, Witt frowned, "You mean, you didn't have a name before?" How can it be? ”

"It's normal for an orphan to be kept in captivity like a tool since she was a child, and her master doesn't have time to give her a name," Liloya was still smiling, as if she was saying something very interesting.

"Oh, yes! Robin asked me to give you this picture."

Werther reached out and took it, an old, yellowed photograph of a wood, a wooden house, and a group of young men.

In the middle of this group of teenagers is a beautiful girl, on her left and right are two teenagers, both of whom put their hands on the girls' shoulders and the other hand is still pushing each other.

"This is who I used to be", as Liloya pointed at the photo, Werther saw that at the edge of this group photo, there was a girl with shaved yellow hair and mediocre features, she was staring at the middle of the crowd, the boy with his hand on the shoulder of the beautiful girl.

"Impossible!" , Werther raised his head and carefully looked at Liloya's appearance, he pointed to the withered yellow girl in the photo, "This person is definitely not you!" ”

Liloya smiled, her smile stiff as that of the undead, as she pointed to the trees, cabins, and crowds in the photo.

"That's where it all started, find it out and bask in the sun."

(To be continued.) )

PS: I like the name of this chapter~~