Chapter 508: The Energy of Magical Melody

As Wang Mo took off his hood, the entire field fell into a deathly silence, countless eyes stared at his face, and the fingers of many players began to tremble, and their eyes were filled with fear, just because of the black-robed mage who stood in the field with an indifferent face.

"I am the one you say is a coward, and you say that I only have the courage to make a bold statement, but I can't achieve it."

On the windy prairie, leaving only the rustle of the wind, and the blood-red dazzling sunlight pouring down from the sky, Wang Mo took off his hood as he spoke, and did not stop moving, but gently untied his cloak, threw it away, and threw it away, revealing another set of robes inside, with a hint of a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

This is a cloak with a pitch-black body and white feathers tattooed, and it is also a battle robe of flying feathers.

With Wang Mo revealing the flying feather robe, a strong premonition filled the hearts of every player in the field, looking at the black-robed mage standing in the field, everyone's mind was blank, but at this time, there was a thought that crossed their minds and woke them up.

Magic Melody, he's back!

In an instant, the entire camp of thousands of people became a pot of porridge, and the players quickly became vigilant as if they were facing a great enemy, as if Wang Mo would suddenly burst out and slaughter, the eyes of each player were full of fear, the magic melody was completely a legendary character to them, suddenly appeared in front of them, or the enemy, who could not be afraid?

The footsteps of chasing time were full of shock, Wang Mo actually rushed back at this time? Or was their previous guesses wrong, and Wang Mo had been watching from the sidelines at all? It's just that he didn't make a move.

The whole scene fell silent again, and the sound of swallowing saliva and the pounding of the heart could be heard.

The system's video live broadcast request has been ringing in Wang Mo's ears for a long time, and the light brain of the legend of Carlando will set up a live video according to the occurrence of some major events in the game, but sometimes the consent of the parties is required, and Wang Mo has always chosen to refuse.

This time, Wang Mo chose to accept.

At the same time that Wang Mo chose to accept it, a pinned post appeared on the forum instantly, and in the post, it was the live video that had been brewing for a long time.

Originally, after Feiyu returned to the Evil Order Tribe, many players thought that the war was over, so most of the tribe players improvised a few words on the forum, and then closed the forum, ready to continue their daily game life.

After all, no matter how the war is fought, it is someone else's business, and it has nothing to do with them.

So this post and video did not immediately fall into the eyes of all players, but there were still many players who were soaked in the forum who found him and clicked on it, and when they saw the content of the video, their eyes were instantly stunned and dumbfounded.

The captain of the flying feathers, Magic Melody, is back!

Looking at the shocked and frightened eyes of the players around him, a wave of anger rose in his heart as he chased the footsteps of time, and shouted: "What are you afraid of, it's not like there are no legendary masters among us, no matter how powerful the magic melody is, it hasn't reached the epic level, and now is no longer the era of his one-man dominance." ”

Hearing the footsteps of chasing time, many players were shocked, and then they reacted, yes, the number of legendary masters in their camp is also as many as hundreds, no matter how powerful Wang Mo is, after all, he is only a legendary master, among the same level, no matter how big the gap is, how big can it be?

What's more, they have an absolute advantage in numbers.

Indeed, now that even epic masters have appeared in such large numbers, it is no longer the era of legends, nor is it the era of magic melodies, he is at most an old master who still has a prestige, at least before Wang Mo advanced to the epic, there is no need for them to be too afraid of him.

Thinking of this, the fear in the eyes of the players of the Sunchaser Alliance gradually disappeared, replaced by a strong killing intent, and now it is a golden opportunity, at this time, on this windy prairie, there are more than a million players, more than 10,000 legendary masters, rushing in this direction.

And the magic melody appeared in their encirclement so unsuspectingly, this is simply a godsend, as long as they take the opportunity to besiege the magic melody to death, the last sign of the flying feather will be completely destroyed.

The footsteps of chasing time narrowed his eyes, looked at Wang Mo, who was standing quietly in the middle of the grassland, and said mockingly: "Magic Melody, did you come back at this time, did you come to apologize to us, think about it, after all, you are just a legendary player, and you can't make any waves, I advise you to follow your Feiyu troops as soon as possible and go back to the Good and Orderly Alliance, so as not to be embarrassed." ”

Now chasing the pace of time, the mood is extraordinarily happy, after experiencing the initial shock, he quickly calmed down, replaced by a strong sense of pleasure, how much they suffered in the hands of Fei Yu, how much face they lost, and now, they can finally get the field back completely.

Fei Yu took the initiative to evacuate the evil order tribe, and he had already lost his face, at this time, the players of the good order alliance were disappointed in Fei Yu, and the players of the evil order tribe were even more mercilessly ridiculed, and the prestige that Wang Mo had established in the past was falling apart.

Even the players inside the Cross Rose and the White Windmill Guild are protesting dissatisfiedly, for what is not to let them fight to the bottom, for them who have a strong sense of belonging and honor, even if they die to the last player, it is better than retreating like this.

Wang Mo stood in place, his face was surprisingly calm, he just kept a faint playful smile on his face, quietly listened to the footsteps of chasing time, and then said softly: "Are you finished?" ”

The pace of chasing time was slightly stunned, and he was about to add two more words of ridicule, but Wang Mo spoke again.

"Now that you've said everything you need to say, it's my turn." Wang Mo said lightly, then slowly raised his head and looked at the sky full of fiery red clouds.

"Hmph, you're just a legendary master, do you still think that you dominated the world by yourself in the past, I can tell you responsibly, as long as you dare to do anything in this evil and orderly tribe, the epic master of the gorgeous turning squad will immediately go out to encircle and suppress you, and when the time comes, I don't believe you can still get away with it." Looking at Wang Mo's appearance, his heart jumped violently as he chased time, and he still sneered unadmittingly.

As if he hadn't heard what he said, Wang Mo turned on the flying technique, and his figure slowly rose into the air, rising towards the sky, and then paused in mid-air, lowered his head to look at the dense players below, and looked at the presidents of the non-Sunchaser Alliance Guild.

"You guilds are sure to fight with us Feiyu to the end, right?" Wang Mo narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

Seeing Wang Mo's gaze, those guild presidents and officials couldn't help but feel their hearts tighten, with their identity and status, where are they usually qualified to talk to people like Wang Mo, at this time, Wang Mo obviously had bad intentions, asked them this question, and asked them how to answer.

The players below swallowed their saliva, nervously watching Wang Mo suddenly fly up, although he said that, but Wang Mo was famous for his murder after all, if he suddenly made a move at this time, at least they would definitely be planted, they didn't think that a hundred legendary masters would be able to suppress the magic melody.

After thinking for a moment, many people gritted their teeth and said directly: "That's right, you Feiyu are the external forces of the Good and Orderly Alliance, whether it is for the camp or for the sake of our own guild, we will not let you run rampant here." ”

Wang Mo nodded lightly, but secretly sneered in his heart.

Originally, when Wang Mo announced his attack on the Evil Order Tribe, only a very small number of these guilds dared to blatantly support the Sunseeker Alliance, for a very simple reason, they were all affected by the prestige of the Flying Feather player masters, and they were afraid that if Flying Feather won, they would be retaliated.

However, after the news broke that Wang Mo and the members of Feiyu could not participate in the battle, they all changed their expressions in an instant, like hungry wolves, eager to completely swallow the 400,000 player troops of the Cross Rose and the White Windmill Guild.

For a long time, the three major guilds of Cross Rose, White Windmill, and War Storm, which were blessed by the names of Flying Feather and the Arcane God, formed a huge power called Flying Feather, and even faintly revealed the momentum of the leader of the camp.

But it was because they thought that Wang Mo and Feiyu's masters had no way to make a move now, so they stepped forward unscrupulously, wanting to besiege the Cross Rose and the White Windmill.

Since this is the case, Wang Mo wants to let them deeply understand that some people have some power, they can't be provoked for a while, so they will never be able to be provoked, as long as Wang Mo is still there, this iron will not change for a day, and it will not change for a lifetime!

Just like a parent can't let his children be bullied, Wang Mo will not let the two guilds suffer in vain, in order to trigger the camp war, Feiyu's reputation has been damaged by I don't know how much, these debts, Wang Mo wants to get them back in their original form.

"During the period when my magic melody was away, your insults and violations to the Flying Feathers, as well as the Cross Rose and the White Windmill Guild, I have clearly remembered them here, some things, since they have been done, there is no turning back, you had better be mentally prepared, in the next time, no one will give you a chance to breathe." The corners of Wang Mo's mouth lifted a sneer of unknown meaning.

Looking at Wang Mo's sneer, many guild leaders below shivered, and a cool breath instantly rose from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, and many people even regretted that they shouldn't have made a fool of it and participated in the encirclement and suppression of Feiyu.

"And you, chasing the footsteps of time, just now you asked me, with me as a legendary player, what can I do, and how big waves can I make." Wang Mo turned his gaze over, his dark eyes flickering continuously, "I'll let you see what I, a legendary-level player, can do!" ”

The pace of chasing time jumped in my heart, and a bad premonition arose.

As soon as Wang Mo's words fell, his figure disappeared in the air in an instant.

"Holy! The magic melody is gone! Wang Mo disappeared suddenly, instantly making the dense player troops below boil, and countless people looked around looking for Wang Mo's traces, but at this time, the live video on the forum was a more faithful record, where did Wang Mo appear.

The pace of chasing time was only stunned for a moment, and then he opened the forum almost at a crazy speed, found the post of the live video, and the moment he opened the video, he was stunned for a moment.

The picture is constantly changing, or flashing, that is to say, Wang Mo, the target of the camera, is constantly using the flashing technique at this time, speeding towards somewhere, the wind is howling along the way, and watching Wang Mo do this, the ominous premonition in his heart gradually strengthens.

After Wang Mo came out of the summoning ceremony of the warlocks of the War Storm Guild, he flew in one direction non-stop, and under the urging of the spatial hand, the speed of the flashing technique was almost close to the speed of sound for a while.

At this time, more and more players on the forum also discovered the post and video, one to ten, ten to hundred, more and more players were surprised to learn the news of Wang Mo's return from their companions, and then opened the forum, and for a while, the clicks and replies to the post soared.

And at this moment, Wang Mo suddenly stopped, and it was only at this time that the players in both camps saw clearly where Wang Mo appeared, and when they saw it clearly, they gasped almost at the same time.

Glory Fort Dolot!

The Evil Order Tribe, the main city of level 120, and the glorious city of Orlando correspond, are the main cities of the most important races of both camps, and at this time, Wang Mo is flying far away in the sky, not far in front of him, is the Glory Fortress Dolot.

At this time, many players in Dolot had already discovered Wang Mo who appeared in the sky, and the entire city was boiling in an instant, and the fierce noise could be heard clearly even in the air.

"Who's that? How can it fly in the sky. ”

The players of the Evil Order tribe are not everyone who knows the news that Wang Mo has returned, in fact, only a small part of them have been clear, when Wang Mo appeared here, many players were a little confused, until many players with high vision attributes squinted their eyes and saw the white feather pattern on the black robe.

"I'm a grass, magic melody! It's Magic Melody, he's back, and he's coming to Glory Fortress Dolot! ”

"Is the magic melody crazy, this is the main city of the camp where there are strong people like clouds, and NPC masters are endless, and he is a legendary mage, and he actually came here single-handedly."

"Dorot is a legendary powerhouse, and the magic melody doesn't want to be mixed!"

Wang Mo was suspended in the air, his gaze swept over the city below, and then he urged the flying technique to fall downward, his gaze had already condensed on the Valley of Glory below, this place, when he pretended to be the necromancer Death Melody, he came once when he pretended to be the necromancer Grim Reaper, and the same as Orlando's Valley of Heroes, here, there are statues of the six prophets.

Looking at the huge statues standing on the top of the mountains on both sides of the Valley of Heroes, with a total of six huge statues with different costumes and figures, a smile rose on the corner of Wang Mo's mouth.

At this time, the footsteps of chasing time had already returned to Dorot with the scroll of returning to the city, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, he rushed to the Valley of Glory non-stop, raised his head and looked at Wang Mo in the sky, and said coldly: "Magic Melody, you'd better not be too arrogant, this is one of the main cities of the evil order-keeping tribe, but it's not a place for you to go wild, go back to your good-natured order-keeping alliance, the war is over." ”

"I said I would uproot you in a month, my magic melody is what I say, this is not the end, but just the beginning, the previous battle is just a temptation, the next is the real battle, I wonder if you can survive this frenzy." Wang Mo said with a sneer.

"It's useless to say more, you still look at it honestly, how am I, the shame you brought us, and return it to you as it is." Wang Mo said, falling towards the statues of the six prophets.

At this time, in Wang Mo's perception range, there are several more existences in the Glory Fortress Dolotri that make him feel extremely dangerous, and they must be those epic NPCs above level 100, if they are entangled, it will be over.

Wang Mo fell straight down, and then lightly stepped on the head of the statue of the Orderly Guardian Prophet under the stunned gazes of the players of the entire Evil Order Guardian Tribe.

In the next second, the entire Legend of Kalandor Game World Realm was boiling in an instant.

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