The cold voice containing endless killing intent fell, and the entire battlefield instantly fell into a deathly silence, and one by one eyes fell to the black-robed mage standing in the field, and the players' faces were all with some incredible colors, and many people deliberately opened the video to take a look at the battle situation in the western wilderness.

"I'm rubbing, isn't the magic melody in the Western Wilderness, how did you come here?"

"What's the situation?"

Starfall also looked at Wang Mo in a daze, Wang Mo's face floated with a trace of hideous rage, stretched out his right hand and grabbed Starfall's neck fiercely, and then suddenly lifted it up.

"Grass!" The players of the Stellar Tragedy Guild erupted into an unbelievable roar, a mage, actually lifted a berserker? I'm not dreaming.

Starfall was startled at first, and then struggled with all his might, but Wang Mo's hand was stuck on his neck like an iron tong, gradually increasing the force, and soon Starfall couldn't even catch his breath, and his face instantly turned red.

Wang Mo's hideous eyes and expression almost made Starfall look weak, when the already powerful and terrifying magic melody came out with this angry expression, it was completely unimaginable.

Starfall's mind went blank at the gaze that almost drowned him in boundless rage.

Wang Mo's eyes swept over the sword man Aragorn behind Starfall, who was lying on the ground, Wang Mo's eyes flashed a trace of uneasiness, at this time, whether Aragorn would hang up or not, it is difficult to say, Wang Mo only knew that once Aragorn died, then his game career would be over.

Can't die, don't die!

Wang Mo shouted frantically in his heart, but Aragorn's situation was taking a sharp turn, the decline of his genus was getting faster and faster, his weak state was getting more and more serious, and there was even a slight bleeding state.

At this time, Starfall gritted his teeth and stretched his hand to his waist, and suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed at Wang Mo, a layer of mage armor suddenly appeared on Wang Mo's body, blocking the attack with a ding.

Wang Mo's gaze turned back, looked at Starfall, and said in a cold voice: "You actually made him angry to this extent, Starfall, I told you that if Aragorn's game career ends, I will let your entire Stellar Tragedy Guild, including you and Death Gray, go to his funeral!" ”

Starfall was shocked, and no longer dared to face Wang Mo's gaze, at this time, Wang Mo's palm was used again, and a huge damage figure suddenly floated above Starfall's head, and his blood volume dropped by a third.

With Wang Mo's legendary-level mid-level template, he blessed himself with a giant force technique, coupled with the genus xing bonus of his wild brute force law, the strength of the force could easily surpass the sub-legendary rage of Starfall.

At this time, the battlefield fell into a deathly silence, and the players watched sluggishly as Wang Mo held Starfall in his hand, the latter couldn't resist at all, and the shadow of the famous tree of the human tree said that the feeling that Aragorn brought them was that there was still hope of winning after a few minutes, then with the appearance of the magic melody, they had completely lost their courage .......

This is a war in which it is simply impossible for them to win.

Wang Mo's record of piling up with a lot of corpses and bones made these players lose even the mood to resist when they saw him appear, and at this time, even the chairman was arrested, and no one dared to resist.

And what surprised them the most was that the magic melody was supposed to be in the western wilderness against the deep blue sky, how could it be that it suddenly appeared here.

They can't figure it out.

Wang Mo held Starfall's neck in his hand, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Aragorn, as if the tens of thousands of players around him who would burst out and hurt people at any time did not exist at all, a large number of players were surrounded, and no one dared to make a move when Wang Mo was surrounded inside.

If Aragorn needs rules to achieve large-scale killing, and magic melody is really a magic at your fingertips, which can easily kill them.

Wang Mo just looked at the light of arcane vision flashing in Aragorn's eyes, in his eyes, Aragorn's genus xing was declining, and the amount of blood was also passing bit by bit, the genus xing could be said to be extremely endangered, Wang Mo's heart tightened.

In this situation, Aragorn is in a state where he cannot receive treatment, even if he calls for treatment to add blood to him, it is useless at all, the injury itself is too serious, and now Aragorn's blood loss is not the amount of blood lost, but ...... Maximum HP drop!

The inheritor of this war sage, the seventeenth god-level master of the Heavenly List, the sword man Aragorn, Wang Mo did not have much intersection with him in his previous life.

But Wang Mo only knows that at least in this life, Aragon joined Feiyu, and everyone in Feiyu is the same, everyone cries together, laughs together, worries about tribulations together, joys for victory together, and makes contributions to Feiyu within their ability, with wealth and suffering, he is a member of Feiyu and Wang Mo's brother!

If Wang Mo's early intervention caused a butterfly effect in Aragon's life, and the horn was buried here, then with Wang Mo's Xing character, he would inevitably feel guilty for a lifetime.

After all, it was he who pulled Aragorn into the flying feathers that made these things happen.

So, you must not die!

As time passed minute by minute, the field was still silent, Wang Mo waited quietly, his eyes gradually turned red, Starfall was lifted up by Wang Mo, and he didn't dare to resist at all.

Wang Mo's words just now really had a big enough impact on him, if someone else said it, Starfall would disdainfully think that it was just a cruel word, but when this sentence came out of the mouth of the magic melody, Starfall had to reconsider the consequences in fear.

With Wang Mo's Xing style, he said that he would pull all of them to accompany the funeral, and he would definitely not be merciful!

The deeply hidden madness in the magic melody Xing grid, once it broke out, was enough to make everyone frightened, so Starfall didn't dare to take this risk to anger him.

At this time, Aragorn's consciousness has sunk into darkness, this scene is familiar to all players, this is the scene that players see when they have just gone online and have not yet opened their eyes.

Aragorn sat quietly in the dark, waiting for his fate, his expression was quite calm, when he used the law of the will of rage, and when he held the genus to ninety-one times, he knew very well what the consequences would be, at this time, the possibility of avoiding a catastrophe xing was very small, fortunately he had not used the whirlwind slash ultimate.

Wang Mo knew that Aragorn knew better than Wang Mo what the price of using the Law of Fury Will Ji Vitality to such an extent was, but Aragorn did not regret it, he was a hearty person, and he had the good side of the Western youth's bloodline, that is, simplicity and integrity.

He would choose to play as a warrior, just to be a free ranger who was free and uninhibited, not bound by anything he didn't want, but the early hatred with the hands of despair completely destroyed Aragorn's dream, and the two days he was hunted down had an impact on Aragorn that was far more than that.

Therefore, when facing his former enemy, Aragorn will not hesitate to open the law of the will of rage, and even speak out to guide the other party to be angry with himself, even if the price is heavy, he will not regret it!

Now Aragorn has succeeded in making his enemies pay the price, and this hatred is not avenged by Wang Mo or Yan Ember for him, but by his own revenge!

At this time, all Aragorn could do was quietly await his fate.

It's death, it's a large permanent drop of Xing, falling out of the legend, falling to level twenty, and then leaving the legend of Carlando, or surviving, going through the period of weakness, and then redoing that sharp sword man Aragorn!

Time passed minute by minute, but for Aragorn here, it seemed like a century, and finally he didn't know how long it had been, and he suddenly received a system prompt.

"System Prompt: Player Aragorn is dead (Damage 102 - Broken Bones)."

Aragorn was slightly stunned, then a helpless smile appeared on his face, and he sighed and rejected the resurrection prompt, and quit the game directly......

On the Blood Plains, Wang Mo watched Aragorn's blood flow by slightly, and he roared madly in his heart, but after a while, he witnessed it with his own eyes...... The amount of blood fell little by little...... Until the flow is empty!

At this moment, the god of war who shook the world of Kalando's legend, Aragorn, the sword stepper, fell.

Wang Mo looked at Aragonega's corpse a little blankly, his mind was blank, he could hardly come back to his senses for a while, he thought that there would be such a possibility, but he didn't think about what kind of scene it would be when he really happened in front of Wang Mo, what kind of mood would he have.

The first time I met Aragorn in the forest, I worked together to defeat the blood teeth of the velociraptor dragon, and I was in the barren land with Aragorn, and I was happy to kill the fallen stars and the hands of despair, and the past passed in front of Wang Mo's eyes one by one, almost instantly, making Wang Mo's eyes blood-red.

"You bastards!"

Wang Mo let out a roar of rage, his eyes were blood-red and transferred to the body of Starfall next to him, his wrist suddenly exerted force, and Starfall's neck bone made a clicking sound, which was directly crushed by Wang Mo in anger, and a full amount of damage floated above his head, and he was directly killed in seconds!

Wang Mo dropped Starfall's corpse, turned around, and looked at the opposite side with blood-red eyes, at this time, the god of arcane law was calm, and the mood of taking care of the overall situation had all been thrown out of the clouds by him, Wang Mo's red eyes were already only the group of people in front of him, and now the anger in Wang Mo's heart could almost burn the sea, and he wanted to bury these people who caused Aragorn to hang up with his own hands!

The relationship between the members of Feiyu is like brothers, and at this time he has clearly realized that one of them has left him, how can Wang Mo not be sad, how can he not be angry!

Even if this time is not yet the time, but if Wang Mo is cowardly at this time, how can he be worthy of Aragorn, how can he be worthy of himself, and how can he be worthy of Feiyu!

"Xingchen Tragic Song ......" Wang Mo gritted his teeth and squeezed out the cold words from between his teeth, which instantly made the hairs on the players of the Xingchen Tragic Song Guild who had not yet reacted stand on end, Wang Mo raised his head suddenly, and a fierce furious killing intent erupted in his eyes, "Today, more than 60,000 of you, all of you will die!" ”

"You are the one who forced one of our Flying Feathers to such an extent, and actually let him suffer this punishment, I said that if something happens to Aragorn, you will all bury him, now, it is up to me to carry it out!" Wang Mo let out a roar of rage, and the light of flying magic suddenly flashed under his feet.

The players of the Stellar Tragedy Guild were in an uproar, and even many players panicked and were targeted by the magic melody, as if they were sentenced to death, and they couldn't think of this mage at all.

On the plain of blood, Wang Mo's figure rose into the air from afar, and the players of the Star Tragedy Guild finally reacted, what happened, not only them, but also many of the White Sè Windmill Guild, and even the onlookers on the forum, all understood with a dull face that the sword man Aragorn had died......

At this time, what is the consequence of dying after just using the law of Fury Will, people with a little bit of game common sense will know very well, and they can't help but gasp when they think of this.

Many players in the White Sè Windmill Guild turned red on the spot, and let out a roar of rage like a mountain of furiousness, this sound shook the sky, and the sky that was still tilting the torrential rain made a loud wail, and a dazzling lightning flashed by, bringing a rumbling thunder, as if to indicate something.

"The stupid x's song of the stars, I***! As long as I'm still playing The Legend of Calando for a day, don't think about it! ”

"You wait for Lao Tzu, if you don't destroy you, Lao Tzu will quit the game from now on!"

The White Sè Windmill Guild was so excited that they couldn't wait to jump off the city wall one by one to destroy the people on the other side.

Under this dim and chaotic sky, Wang Mo's face was cold with killing intent, his figure rose into the air, and rushed towards the camp of the Star Tragedy Guild in the distance, and quickly came to the top, and the players below kept retreating in panic, they were helpless against the flying technique! At this time, Wang Mo stretched out his hands and quickly ascended to chant the sixth-level legendary magic, the second-level space-time turbine!

The dark clouds were rolling in the sky, and the torrential rain was pouring down, quickly wetting Wang Mo's cloak, but Wang Mo didn't care about it, and a dazzling silver light escaped from his body, carrying a series of spatial runes, constantly imprinted into the void, and a dazzling silver swirl gradually distorted in the sky.

The secondary space-time turbine that was so huge that it covered the sky and the sun slowly took shape in the sky, and the silver light continued to flash around it, the space was extremely distorted, and the storm suddenly set off one after another in the rainstorm, and the lightning and thunder in the sky continued, at this time, the space-time turbine rotated!

The players of the Sorrowful Song of the Stars below looked at the huge space-time turbine in the sky in horror, with Wang Mo's legendary-level mid-level genus xing, the space-time turbine was cast, and the power was already incomparable, Wang Mo stood in the sky, stretched out his hands below, guiding the suction of the secondary space-time turbine-

Whoosh –

The players below floated uncontrollably, and in a short period of time, hundreds of figures rose into the air, shouting in horror and flying towards the space-time turbine, and finally were quickly swallowed up by the huge space-time turbine, and then crushed by the raging space storm.

In the next second, a larger number of players floated in the air, and the eyes of the players who were singing the tragedy of the stars looked at Wang Mo changed, this guy, this time he really wants to kill them all!

Wang Mo's eyes were blood-red, the angry blood continued to hit his heart, the muscles on his arms were green, and Wang Mo's angry voice fell from the sky, almost making the hearts of all the players who were sad about the stars sink in an instant.

"Your guild, I will exterminate it with my own hands, in the future, there will be no more your name in the world of the legend of Calando, if these 60,000 people run away today and withdraw from the legend of Calando!"

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