Eight against four.

Ah no, it's seven against four now.

[Winter Wind] was honorably defeated after dragging the three of them for the team for two minutes.

One of his arms was severed, and he was slashed in multiple places, but the deadliest one was the piercing arrow.

The three of them turned their heads panting, and looked at the archers with grateful eyes.

They thought they were moving fast enough with the help of their enemies, only to find that all of their teammates had been killed, and the hidden assassin fled in despair.

[Turbo Duck] didn't give the three of them a chance to surrender, and cut it down first.

[Niko] didn't play much when he played long-range, but now the dueling fighters finally have a place to play.

Accustomed to the gloves, her weapon is the Hand Armor, the only piece of equipment she has exchanged for all her contribution points from the Goblin Tinkerer, and the defensive accessories are all standard weapons.

She used her mental power to influence the opponent's thinking at close range, and when the opponent swung the sword, he suddenly felt a moment of trance, and when he came back to his senses, the short [Niko] had already drilled into his arms, and the hand armor hit his chest hard, and the three-edged iron thorns protruding from the bone joint position penetrated through the breastplate, directly stabbing him through the breastplate.

The bloody iron thorns were withdrawn, and the three-edged wound was extremely difficult to heal, and large strands of blood gushed out.

The warrior looked at his chest in disbelief, his armor was all equipment carefully crafted by the craftsmen of the kingdom, how could it be broken so easily.

The number of enemies is reduced by one more.

The only two remaining fighters were in disarray.

The Assassin, who had fled alone, had given up the fight, and he ran to the border and shouted surrender, only to receive no response.

He looked desperately at the cold-eyed spectators on the viewing platform.

Well, there is no surrender mechanism, those words are used to coax them into playing.

The Assassin turned his head to look at the two besieged teammates, and when they were killed, he was the only one left.

As the so-called fighting to the death, his small universe exploded in the predicament, and his throat and eyes let out a hissing and lung-splitting roar, but unfortunately the sound could not be an output tool here, but it also attracted the attention of the shooter.

The archer of the Archer Mutual Aid Society, who had just been looking for an outlet for the death of his teammate, saw him roar and rush from the border, and found his target in an instant.

"That's the one who killed my brother!"

One raised his hand to activate the crossbow, and the other followed suit and shot arrows at the Assassins.

While anger can bring out the potential of humans, it can also reduce their intelligence, and the Assassin forgot to use Shadow Escape when charging, becoming a live target for the two.

Although the members of the Archers Mutual Aid are known for their backstabs, they are not even able to hit a moving target that runs towards them from a few hundred meters away without shelter.

At this point, it was enough to think of him as a teammate and avoid shooting as much as possible, as the two imagined him as a teammate, and the arrows could avoid the Assassin's dashing straight line.

The Assassin knew what they were thinking, and when he saw the two of them shoot arrows, he dodged left and right to avoid them, but this caused him to collide with the missed arrow, causing the Assassin to catch several arrows with his body in succession.

"Fog grass~ Our trick is so good, as long as you don't aim at him, you can shoot ~"

An archer who thought he had discovered the code of wealth decided to follow this pattern and aim and shoot.

The Assassin endured several arrows until he was hit by an arrow in the knee and fell to the ground like a dog.

Two archers approached him, coming in front of him and mending their swords to the head.

The Assassin was convinced by the defeat of the two who had predicted his move, and went to Elysium peacefully.

But if he knows the truth, he doesn't know if he will be angry and cheat the corpse on the spot.

On the other side, the last two fighters were already desperate, not only were they suppressed in numbers, but even their momentum was gone, and they were quickly picked up by several players.

Du Wei breathed a long sigh of relief, he thought that the bronze group was the weakness of the players, but he didn't expect that under the promotion of the members of the Inner Ghost Mutual Aid Association, it actually became a crushing game, and the situation was easier than winning the black iron game.

Each player in the Black Iron group gets one point, every one person in the Bronze group gets two points, and each person in the Silver Group gets ten points, which means that even if Du Wei in the Silver group loses, he can win the battle.

With a complicated expression, Sander glanced at the agent who had come with him, and then at the Solomon family agent who was sitting in the chairman's seat.

Even if you win the next game, you don't have a chance to win, so there's no need to play.

The chubby Royer family agent seemed to see Sander's thoughts, he blew off the mist on the tea and took a sip, then stood up and said to the Solomon family agent, "As a nobleman, how can the calculated score be compared to those commoners, I think he as a nobleman, the score should be five times that of a commoner." ”

Du Wei turned his head sharply to look at the agent of the Royer family, this kind of proposal was not mentioned sooner or later, but it was put forward when they were about to lose, and the meaning of the target was too obvious.

The gold-level coercion spread from Du Wei's body and spread throughout the audience.

The people who originally wanted to help or arch the fire closed their mouths, and the audience suddenly fell silent, and all eyes were on Pence Solomon, the agent of the Solomon family.

Pence's two guards released their gold-level aura and defused Du Wei's coercion.

"Hmph~" Burns chuckled and said, "How can the lives of our nobles be compared to those of untouchables, as it should be. ”

Hehe!

Du Wei sneered in his heart, in the context of this era, the nobles who only have status really take themselves seriously.

That is, most of the once strong people have fallen, otherwise in this kind of world where the power of transcendent people far exceeds that of ordinary people, unless they have the same power as their status, who will submit to the power.

"Presumably Dug Victor has no objection to this."

Pence asked seemingly fairly, but who would really care about Du Wei's opinion.

Kent Raphael, who had come with him, looked at Du Wei, who wanted to help him speak, but was afraid of the obscenity of another Raphael family agent and Pence Solomon.

Du Wei patted him on the shoulder and smiled at everyone, "It doesn't matter, it's just that the sword has no eyes on the field, and my subordinates will not show mercy because of your noble status." ”

Du Wei deliberately put the emphasis on the words "noble status".

Lose?

What about losing?

He came to participate in this kind of partiality battle, and he didn't have the luck mentality that he could be treated fairly after winning.

Even if they win all the way and win the crown, those so-called nobles will find other reasons to embarrass themselves, and in the end, they don't want to turn their faces.

The reason why I came to participate was mainly to train the troops, to provide a place for players to fight with the stronger natives, to warm up for the situation they would face in the future, and to show the strong strength of their subordinates.

I can also justifiably release a new main story, guiding players to attack from both sides and capture the Sigma barrier.

At that time, the eastern provinces will be quickly annexed, and the negotiation capital on the table will not be limited to a corner of Victor County.