"Shut up!"

Frank Lampard roared domineeringly and coldly: "We don't have that much time for you to take you on a day trip to this damn filthy monster land!" You've got 15 minutes left, and I know you have hidden hole cards that can greatly increase the penetration of your scanning ability! Give it to me! The enemy is about to burst the chrysanthemum! ”

He roared, and Jack the Ripper, the captain of the Fog Orphans, licked the scissors in his hand with disdain. His arm was severed from it, and a pair of razor-sharp scissors were implanted, and he laughed: "Fuck you Lampard!" Even if you're the captain of the wing, you don't have the right to ask my team members to scan Adria's hut for you at the cost of their lives. ”

A cold light flashed in Lampard's eyes: "Jack, I sue you!" That bastard of Saif has sent out niggers and assan, and is tiptoeing after us! If we delay any longer, we will be caught in the front and back! Do you want to die here? ”

The American Trail Blazers, Kangaroos, Chicago Brotherhood and other strong teams looked at each other and nodded their heads.

The big picture counts.

If you are caught up by those black lunatics who don't know life and death, even if the HRE team is not afraid, the task will add countless variables. When Saif arrives with the Sudanese adventurers, it will be a question of whether he will be able to go back.

Under the pressure of everyone, Lampard gained unprecedented authority, and Jack did not dare to stiffen his head, licking the scissors, looking at Jack Field with dark eyes, and roaring: "Didn't you hear that? Give Lao Tzu the strength to a woman! If you can't find your destination in 15 minutes, I'll disembowel you personally! ”

Jackfield, a typical mental elder, snorted suddenly, cold sweat dripping from his head, and his eyes were shining.

In the ruins, the incomparably thick fog of war suddenly appeared in front of his ability scan. There is nothing to hide, it is directly penetrated!

His body trembled violently, apparently expending a lot of his abilities and mental power, scanning the distance.

Such an adventurer may not be a qualified exporter, but in terms of reconnaissance and mental power confrontation. But there are advantages that others can't match.

After a while, he fell to the ground and coughed up blood: "This world is difficult enough, and the fog is a priority??? Ahem, over there! I felt the call of fate! ”

Frank Lampard, who couldn't wait for a long time, smirked in satisfaction: "Boy! You have earned 50 extra points for the Orphan Team of the Fog Capital! ”

Jack the Ripper said coldly: "It's 100!" My generous paladin commander. My poor child, so tired that he even squeezed out the yolk. ”

Lampard glanced at Jack: "In the end, God's decision is 70!" Take good care of this capable young man. We'll be using him again soon. ”

With a wave of his hand, the army of the HRE United. began to adjust his direction, and rushed towards the dense fog of war against the continuous influx of undead armies.

Adelia's hut gradually revealed its silhouette in the cold and dense mist???

Almost everyone in the Sultan's team commanded by Saiyiwu had extremely powerful horses and mounts, and they were also struggling to find the necessary destination of the [Broken Crown] in the dense fog of war - the abandoned cemetery in the Sorrowful Wasteland. this destination. In fact, it overlaps with the location of the remains of the wives of the Du Pre-Wolf Pupils.

Due to the size of the 400-player team battle, this map of the three worlds of Darkness. It is many times larger than in the game, and has a thicker fog of war, and the line of sight is greatly restricted.

And usually, the scout masters who can travel unhindered, because of the ubiquitous army of undead and monsters on the plains of the ruins of Tristram. It becomes difficult to move an inch, and there is no life to go back.

"Psychic scans can't find their destination either?" Yakun frowned, listening to the report of Hassan, the captain of the Mike White Stone team.

Hassan said helplessly: "You know, we have fragments of the Divine Stone in our team, and you can ask for the oracle. But the wilderness is just too big. It is also difficult for the oracle to give precise coordinates. ”

"What about the Assassins?" Saif swept towards the captain of the Assassin's Creed team.

The captain refused to even tell his name, only told everyone that his name was No. 172. His whole body was shrouded in a wide snow-white robe, and from the edge of the robe, it was faintly visible that he was wearing the Assassin's close-fitting leather armor, and the whole person looked like an assassin's blade hidden in the strips of cloth! It feels like it's going to pierce your heart at any moment.

Even Saiyiwu would not issue direct assassination orders to these mysterious and invincible assassins, not wanting to provoke them. Because these insane and deadly Assassins did not belong to either of the two major sects of the Sultanate, they believed in an extremely mysterious god that had long since been wiped out in ancient Persia. However, due to geographical reasons, it was divided into Sudan.

The captain of 172 was silent for a long time, and when Saiyiwu was about to consult the others, he finally spoke.

His voice was short, high-pitched, like the assassin's blade hidden in his sleeve, giving an extremely uncomfortable metallic friction sensation.

"I've sent a scout, and I'm sure he'll bring us information."

Everyone gasped.

The leader of the sea castaways is Amin, a black man from the Maldives. He has both Asan and East African ancestry, and the whole person is not muscular, but he is full of lean and ruthless color. Ah Ming frowned and said: "The fog of war is so thick, and there are so many monsters, we have 100 people in the wing, and it is not easy to advance." Will your assassin come back alive? ”

At this moment, a member of the Assassin's Creed team, covered in blood, gently landed in front of Captain 172.

Captain 172 sneered, "My teammate, but the best scout and assassin!" Don't forget, the past few team fights, the shadow of death we have brought to you. ”

As soon as these words came out, the strong teams such as the Brotherhood of Assan, the McBaifang team, and the sea drifters glared angrily.

In past team battles, it was none other than the mysterious Assassin's Creed team that caused the most damage to them.

Their adventurers are full of the ruthless spirit of the indomitable Assassins.

Every time you make a move, you will almost certainly cause huge casualties.

These guys are simply more fanatical than the most fanatical religious elements.

For them, death is not a fear, but a kind of happiness.

Captain 172 pointed to the east: "There is the Sorrowful Wasteland, and on the edge there is a return point to New Tristram, and 2,000 meters inside, there is the abandoned cemetery." But my scouts tell me that there are many enemies, and they are guarded by elite monsters. A bloody war was inevitable. ”

The accuracy of this information made all the captains of the Sultan adventurers feel terrified.

After No. 172 finished speaking, the seriously injured team member next to him couldn't support it and almost collapsed.

No. 172 took out a syringe and punched it in.

The team member took a deep breath refreshed, as if entering Elysium, and immediately refreshed himself and stood up again, completely ignoring the bleeding injuries on his body.

Even Yakun and Saiyiwu glanced at each other, this is really evil.

Captain No. 172 smiled at his teammate who almost died, as if nothing had happened: "How does the 49 virgins taste like in a land full of honey and milk?" ”

The teammate said in a deep voice: "I ??? Will I be able to go to Lost Heaven again if I go back this time? ”

Captain No. 172 sneered: "Of course you can!" ”

The eyes of the teammate, hidden deep under the hood, erupted with a burst of brilliance.

Yakun whispered to Saiyiwu: "These ancient Persian madmen seem to have something strange. ”

As the captain of the Brotherhood of Yashan, Saiyiwu naturally knew a lot of secrets, and said with a wry smile: "The reason why the Assassin's Creed team is strong is that they have a lost paradise. It was a valley in the Bloody City, where even we couldn't know exactly where it was. In the valley, there is the whole bloody city, the most beautiful thing. The most beautiful view, the beautiful and beautiful woman, the most comfortable experience, a qiē, all in it. It was a secret realm established by a powerful primeval being, and it was also their paradise. ”

"The adventurers of the Assassin's Creed team do not live on the profits from their adventures, and their right business is to accept all kinds of murder commissions and assassinate those super powerhouses in the space. Their number and strength are actually far more than the adventurers in the outer city in front of them, but the strong people above the inner city are hidden in each team, and they are reincarnated as ordinary adventurers. ”

Yakun was speechless: "No wonder! I'm still wondering how the Sultanate, the two major sects of Sunyou and Shiye, would allow an Assassin Order that worships the ancient gods of Persia to survive to this day. It turns out that they are so mysterious and so powerful. ”

Saiyiwu nodded: "They are so deep in hiding, it is almost impossible to know their exact identities in normal times. Only when their elder group issues an assassination order, these masters hidden in the major powerhouses will strike at the critical moment and seal the throat of the important target with a sword. Those who have made great achievements will be able to enter this lost paradise and enjoy the whole holiday! That's the best reward for them. The Elders announced that upon their death, their souls would be collected and placed in the Lost Paradise forever to enjoy the best service forever. That's why these assassins are so crazy. I've heard that their final assessment even jumped from the crater of the end of the West to the abyss of boiling magma! Those who come out alive are the elders! This is known as a leap of faith. ”

Yakun was silent.

Although he is a devout believer of God, and has seen countless extreme believers of the Sultan God, it seems that he ??? None of them were so crazy.

With a wave of his hand, the adventurers of the Sultan's team followed, cleaving the waves and rushing to the east in the sea of undead and monsters.

Du Pre and the others are fighting with all kinds of zombies, skeletons, hungry zombies, and vomiting female corpses on the ruins of the old town. Suddenly, with the roar of the second captain, a shield strike, and a zombie that hit him collapsed, and he actually dropped a light blue magic weapon! (To be continued......)