Mo Lin was together, countless people got up, and after just saying a word, countless trialists from the blue camp followed Mo Lin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Everyone cast a movement spell and pounced on the next stronghold of the red side with great vigour. Without any cover-up, attacking on all fronts, overwhelming.

The main force and elite of the red camp, in that earth-shattering explosion, almost all the troops were wiped out, and those who survived were also chased and killed by the main force of the blue camp that rushed immediately, and almost no one survived.

The entire red camp almost collapsed, and there was no fighting spirit to speak of.

Hiding in the stronghold, trembling, not daring to take a single step. But under the leadership of Morin, these red camp trialists hiding in the stronghold did not have any safety at all.

One by one, the magic arrays were broken, and one by one the strongholds were uprooted.

The sound of Paske resounding throughout the battlefield, has not stopped since the beginning of the general offensive.

"The blue camp occupies the 99th stronghold of the red camp, and the combat power of all members has increased by one percent!"

"The blue camp occupies the 98th stronghold of the red camp, and the combat power of all members has increased by one percent!"

"The blue camp occupies the 97th stronghold of the red camp, and the combat power of all members has increased by one percent!"

......

"The blue camp occupies the No. 1 stronghold of the red camp, and the combat power of all members has increased by one percent!"

At a speed visible to the naked eye, one by one the strongholds of the red camp changed color and became blue. For each stronghold breached, the power is increased by 1%, while the red side is reduced by 1%.

One side is getting stronger and the other side is getting weaker, and because of morale, the resistance of the red camp is getting weaker and weaker.

Until all the strongholds of the red camp were occupied, and became the stronghold of the blue camp, the base of the red side, completely surrounded by the blue group.

The blue side has doubled its power, while the red side's power has been doubled!

The strength has increased again!

In the red camp base, there were only less than 5,000 trialists left, hiding in the base, morale was low, depressed, and looked weakly at the dense blue camp trialists outside the base.

Unlike the sparse number of personnel in the red camp, there are still as many as 10,000 trialists in the blue camp, and at this point, the victory and defeat have been decided, and the red side has no chance to turn the tables.

And all the trialists of the blue camp will not give the red camp a chance to surrender!

Every head is a point, no one is willing to give up the remaining 5,000 people on the red side, this is the time for them to divide the points, how can they let it go?

One by one, they screamed, their eyes lit up, waiting for a pair of wings of wind and fire to be born behind them, standing in mid-air, condescendingly, overlooking Morin in the red base, the final general attack order!

"It's all over!"

Mo Lin muttered as he looked down at the Red Camp base below who were still breathing and had no fighting spirit to speak of.

This should have been the most painful moment to reap the results of the battle, but he had no intention of being happy. Without him, because there are no teammates around, no one to share the joy of this moment with him.

If you say he's hypocritical, let's be hypocritical, that's what he thinks anyway.

"Attack!"

With a wave of his big hand, the voice fell heavily and reached everyone's ears, and it also made a fateful verdict on the last surviving Red Fang trialists.

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

The morale of the blue side was greatly boosted, and everyone roared with emotion, casting spells in unison, and the overwhelming torrent of spells bombarded the magic shield of the red-haired base, and the magic shield hit like a stone hitting the surface of the lake, causing waves and ripples.

This time, Merlin didn't attack the magic shield of the red-haired base, and he didn't want to waste his strength. What's more, he doesn't want to do everything alone. Just standing in mid-air, quietly waiting for the result.

The red-haired base defense system is not known to be much stronger than the stronghold. Even if the combat power of all the blue side has doubled, tens of thousands of people have bombarded indiscriminately.

It also took half an hour to bombard, and this time the magic shield of the red-haired base was destroyed!

However, destroying the Magic Shield does not mean that its defenses have been destroyed. This is a simulated colonial war forward base building, and although it is a rudimentary version, it will never be so simple.

The magic shield is only the outermost layer of defense, and inside the base, there are small magic arrays and various defense facilities.

For the people in the base, even if they are killed by the enemy, they have the power to resist.

Countless puppets emerged from the ground of the square, and at the same time, the magic fountain square shook the ground, and soon the magic walls rose, and in the blink of an eye, the inside of the base became a fortress like a beehive.

The passages extend in all directions, and at the same time, the magic walls are extremely strong and difficult to destroy violently, so one person can only walk into the passage and clear out the remnants of the enemy one by one.

The change in the base also boosted the morale of the surviving trialists on the red side, and the fighting spirit that had collapsed in the slump was also restored at this moment.

Although the defeat is certain, they can still use the defense facilities of the base to make a final resistance, hunt for heads, and earn points.

The resistance is extremely tenacious, and the rules of the virtual trial space make every trialist fearless of death. Even if the combat power of all the blue side is doubled, and the combat power of the red side is doubled, the final clean-up work is still extremely difficult.

Morin did not participate in the cleanup, in addition to the fact that he earned enough points, there was also a little selfishness in his own right. He didn't want the Blue Trialists to take advantage of them, and finally get the result of surpassing Milissa in points.

Looking at the remaining number of Red Trialists in the interface, he was expressionless.

Five thousand, four thousand, three thousand, two thousand.....

The number of RED survivors continued to decrease, eventually falling below 1,000.

Only then did Merlin begin to move, and the wings of wind and fire, like a streamer, rushed into the red base and entered this beehive-like passage.

Go straight to the center of the base!

Only by capturing the hub of the base can you achieve the ultimate victory!

He is like a gust of wind, and like a sharp arrow, no one can stop it, come and kill one by one, and kill two and a pair!

Everywhere I went, there was a river of blood!

In a short period of time, he has entered the core of the base.

Because of the terrain at the core of the base, and the stubborn resistance of the red trialists, it was difficult for the blue trialists to enter for a while, and they were in a stalemate.

"Maureen is here!"

"It's Morin!"

The moment the Blue Trialists saw Morin, they all perked up and shouted.

"Morin?!"

"The Great Demon King?!"

"We're done, he's going to make a move, we definitely can't stop it!"

"Yes, even Perris and them were blasted into the sky by the great demon king of Morin, can we stop him?"

“......”

On the contrary, the survivors of the Red faction were all panicked when they saw Morin's figure, and their eyes showed a look of fear.

The hero Morin in the eyes of the Blue Trialists is well-deserved in the eyes of the Red Trialists - the Great Demon King of Fear!

"Kill!"

Mo Lin didn't pay much attention to it, raised his staff and roared, and killed directly with the armor of golden water.

All of a sudden, the entire core area of the base was flooded by a torrent of spells.

The Blue Trialists also rushed in, slaughtering frantically and doing the final carving up.

Too lazy to chase down the Red side survivors who were frantically fleeing, Morin went straight to the hub of the Red Base, put his hand on it, and instantly controlled the entire base, while everything was frozen, and Pasque's voice sounded again: "The Blue Camp wins, and all members will be rewarded with 100 points!"