After choosing Task 2 to stop the gods from getting out of trouble, Richard took a deep look at the ruined kingdom of God that was silent in the water below.

The tone was cold.

"Whatever I want. Kill it! ”

Want to rely on the player's strength to get out of trouble? I'd rather see the players you've summoned. Facing the front of the city of Dusk, it can block several rounds of attacks.

The words fell, and Yalvis swooped straight down from the sky.

Puff~

Plunged into the water and splashed large droplets.

The army in the rear also rushed in.

The necromantic army does not need the air, food, etc., etc., that normal life must consume.

This characteristic allows the Necromantic Army to maintain sufficient combat effectiveness in many extreme environments such as high temperatures, underwater, and extreme cold.

Diving underwater was no stranger to Richard.

In the first instance, he manipulated the sand and gravel to form an underwater boat, hiding from enemies in the water.

The army descended quickly and came directly in front of the bubble.

The closer you go, the more you can feel the heavy pressure coming from the bubbles.

It was the breath of higher beings that escaped, penetrating deep into the soul and difficult to avoid.

At this time, those beings inside the giant bubble also noticed something unusual.

Around the central square, the evil half-fish people guarding the arms of the gods raised their heads one by one at this moment, and their black eyes looked at the sky.

Looking through the bubbles, I saw the figures that seemed to be thousands of meters of giants.

Rooted in the Barbarian Empire of the Northlands, the Heavy Shield Guild is the top guild that has absorbed over 1,000 players.

And because they only recruit strong lords, and those players who have lost their territory are not eligible to step into their gates, the overall strength of this guild is exceptionally strong.

Even if the headquarters is set up in the royal capital of the barbarian empire where the union is gathered, the Heavy Shield Guild can still be ranked.

In addition to the 1,000 lord members who can pull up hundreds of thousands of troops at any time, the Heavy Shield Guild is more famous for its president, Paine.

This top player, who has been praised by many players on the forum as the strongest barbarian, is the face of the Heavy Shield Guild, and has even been evaluated by good deeds to rank in the top 20 of players in terms of combat effectiveness.

The main reason why he has such a big name is because the other party was accepted as a personal disciple by an extraordinary-level barbarian at the beginning of entering the "Glorious Era".

Some time ago, that transcendent brought him into the Land of Inheritance, and made him turn into a hidden profession - the Ancient Barbarian.

Because of the inheritance, its level has soared from level 14 to level 17.

In the context of the player's mainstream level has just been raised to eleven or two, this is an extremely exaggerated level.

This also made the Heavy Shield Union famous.

At this moment, the strongest barbarian who had reached level 17 was looking straight at the vague huge figures outside the bubble.

Paine's short blond hair resembled that of a lion, accentuating his burly figure, and his blue eyes gleamed with ferocity.

The armor on his body was propped up by the bulging muscles, as if it was about to burst.

Judging from the momentum alone, you can know that this is a pure warrior.

The physique of the barbarian is perfectly displayed in front of the eyes of outsiders.

Two days ago, someone of his men was teleported into this mysterious place.

The other party immediately reported the situation here.

When he learned that the task was to help a god get out of trouble, he immediately realized that it was not easy and personally led the army.

One stay is two days.

After entering this sealed land, the body will be reduced by a hundred times.

Therefore, any life from the outside world that comes close to the sealed place will appear extraordinarily large.

But as soon as the other party touches the seal, enter the inside.

It's going to shrink like them.

"President Paine, another new player?.This goddamn god is really uneasy, and has been summoning players to assist him for the past few days."

A big fat man of more than 300 pounds next to him who looked like a meat ball puffed out his cheeks at the moment.

"It's better for this guy to be like those people and get to know each other, or else I'll have to send him back to his hometown."

As he spoke, he glanced to the side, where there was a collapsed minaret-like building, and the upper floors had collapsed sideways into the street, leaving only a base three or four meters high.

As a result, the building became a natural prison.

At this time, a large number of barbarian soldiers were patrolling around.

And in the middle, guarded are more than a dozen dejected players.

These are their trophies.

"Wait, see what the other party chooses."

Paine also glanced at the imprisoned player.

For him, whoever came there was nothing worth seeing.

Especially after he received the Inheritance and increased his level to level 17.

It is difficult for ordinary players to imagine how big the difference between the combat power after level 15 and before level 15 is.

The mainstream lord player on the forum, even if he commands an army of one or two thousand, he is confident that he can slaughter it by himself.

This is power, absolute power!

"We will eat the reward of this god, and whoever comes can only get out."

Paine's tone was a little nonchalant.

Several players around nodded as a matter of course.

In the final analysis, this world is a competition for resources, and the Heavy Shield Guild has this strength, why should others interfere?

"President, because of your breakthrough, I'm afraid there is no player who hasn't heard of the name of the Heavy Shield Guild. What's the use of these guys? ”

The fat-faced player laughed.

As a guild, they don't hide and have to show enough power to attract new members.

So after Paine got the inheritance and his level soared from level 14 to level 17, they publicized it all over again.

A level 17 ancient barbarian, the deterrent power for ordinary players, is definitely at the level of a nuclear bomb.

It can be seen from the fact that the dozen or so players who were summoned in front of them did not even dare to resist after hearing the name of the Heavy Shield Guild Paine.

A diminutive player next to him chimed in.

"President, some people on the forum have already compared you to Qingqiu."

"I think that you are no worse than Qingqiu now!"

Hearing the name, the smile on Paine's face narrowed slightly.

For any player, the word Qingqiu is like a mountain pressing on his head.

Even if he is full of confidence.

When the other party was unknown to him, he was already the number one person among tens of billions of players, who would dare to despise him?

The opponent's first copy swept millions of players and won the first place.

The second dungeon was fully involved, and in the end, it still ascended to the throne with a domineering attitude.

In the past few months, although Qingqiu only attracted attention because of the sale of a large number of weapons two weeks ago, there was no more detailed news at other times.

But the exaggerated influence left in front of tens of billions of people is not something that can be dissipated in a short period of time.

The chubby player glared at him, gave him an unhappy look at the short player, and muttered.

"What bullshit Qingqiu, that guy is just bullying and bullying players who haven't developed yet."

"Now the top players on the forum, how many people think they can't compare to Qingqiu? Not to mention we'll grow up! This is a level 17 Ancient Barbarian. Qingqiu is here, can you break through the president's defense? The Barbarian has 70% immunity! The mage is a scum in front of the president! ”

When Paine heard this, his mood immediately relaxed.

That's right, the most powerful thing about the ancient barbarians is their near-invincible physique.

Even his transcendent teacher told him that the barbarian had grown to the extreme, and his physique was so strong that he was only under the ascetic who did not wear armor or use weapons, but only cultivated his body.

With his current physique, he can resist the fire of a siege crossbow.

In addition, it also has a super high magic immunity, and ordinary spellcasters are not even qualified to hurt him.

That's what he's confident about.

His eyes flashed with a bit of war.

"If I have a chance to fight Qingqiu, I will let that guy experience the strength of the barbarians."

This sonorous and powerful words immediately made the surrounding players happy.

This is their president!

At this moment, a family with a big pie face came briskly from the rear.

"Lord, you call me?"

Paine nodded, lowering his voice a little.

"The god, have you come to your senses?"

The pie-faced player shook his head repeatedly.

"Not really."

Paine's tone accentuated slightly.

"Speed up, you have to get that artifact fragment in your hands before the gods come to their senses. When the gods wake up, it may not be so easy. ”

When the player heard this, he couldn't help but hesitate.

"But from the president, before the god fell asleep, he just said to let us stabilize the gravel, but didn't let us."

Paine sneered and waved his hand to interrupt him.

"Stupid, how can you listen to the other party's arrangement with such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"

"As long as we can get the artifact fragments in our hands, even if we don't gain anything in the later stage, we will make a lot of money, and from my observations, let's honestly follow the other party's arrangement, and the harvest will definitely not be more than the artifact fragments."

"Then in case that undead monarch gets angry."

"What are you afraid of, anyway, we all have a chance to resurrect, the treasure will expire at the end of this month, and the resurrection opportunity will disappear, no need to use it in vain, use an expired life, take it to bet this time, it's worth it!"

Hearing this, the big-faced player settled down.

"Yes, President, I'll rush them right away."

After speaking, he glanced at the vague huge figures in the sky, didn't take it seriously, turned around and left.

With their president here, he's not afraid of problems. This is a level 17 top boss.

At this moment, poof~

The sound of something falling into the water resounded in everyone's ears.

They subconsciously looked up and saw that those huge figures were rushing down and then disappearing without a trace.

Paine's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this.

Gesture to the bulging fat player next to you.

"Lead the team to clean up that player's army, don't miss it again this time."

The chubby player laughs.

Glancing at the players who had been imprisoned.

"That player just now was an accident, and I didn't expect to be able to chop these guys to pieces with a single knife, but there is still a lot of oil and water, and I am reluctant to kill them all."

As he spoke, he turned and walked in the other direction, disappearing into the ruins of the collapsed building in the blink of an eye.

Not long after, two large groups of barbarian soldiers and a few players appeared behind the opponent, and after nodding to Paine, the bulging fat player led the army to the side.

All players who enter this mysterious area will appear in a fixed place.

It was surrounded by countless evil half-fishmen, and it was impossible for the other party to dare to step out of that area.

And for those who come to help, the evil half-fishmen will not attack.

So he's not in a hurry.

Once there, he only needs to apply a little pressure to easily trick the other party out.

With the melee ability of the barbarian army, even if the other party dares to resist, they are all scum.

The vast majority of people, even after hearing the name of the Heavy Shield Guild, gave up resistance and chose to pay to save their lives.

Only two hours ago, he accidentally killed a guy who was unruly and unsubmissive.

This time, I wonder if there is such a hard-boned guy?

The smiling face of the chubby ball player is like that of Maitreya Buddha.

In my heart, I regarded this as a game.

Humming a song in his mouth, he walked around the crumbling and dilapidated buildings beside him, and made his way towards the area.

After a few moments, the chubby ball-like player frowned slightly. Because there was a faint sound of roars and battles in my ears.

There was a thump in my heart, and a bad premonition rose.

"Damn, did that Shabi player anger the half-fishmen guards around him? Quick, speed up, if the other party is killed by the half-fish guard, then our efforts will be in vain."

At that moment, he immediately led the army to speed up the march, and the closer he got closer, the louder the movement he heard, and his face couldn't help but become more anxious.

I can't wait to pull that idiot out and slap a hundred big mouths hard.

"Uncle Cao, isn't it okay to stay well? What are you doing to provoke those evil half-fishmen? ”

"Don't you know if the fuck it's a level 15 class?"

Furious, the speed was fast, and after a few minutes, the view suddenly widened as he walked around a collapsed church.

The area besieged by the evil half-fishmen came into view.

But after the chubby ball player saw the scene clearly, his eyes suddenly widened, and his mouth opened subconsciously.

There's only one thought in my head. How the is that?!

I saw the evil half-fishmen who were besieging the entrance and reaching level 15, this army that was almost incomprehensible in his eyes.

The moment is being slaughtered Yes, he didn't use the wrong word, it was slaughter.

One-sided slaughter!

Above the giant platform at the entrance.

Thousands of stone statues with flapping wings are hovering in mid-air at the moment.

They carried a tomahawk with a handle that looked like it had just been taken out of a furnace, and dark chains wrapped around their arms.

Those stone statues that reflect the luster of the rocks, boom~

Keep throwing the tomahawk in your hand.

The chains were driven by the tomahawk, making a piercing grinding sound.

And with each throw, those evil half-fishmen in front of them who have special abilities that can float in mid-air will even be cut off with weapons as long as they are in the attack range.

What's even more terrifying is that those tomahawks will explode when they fly into crowded places.

That's right, explosion!

The densely positioned evil half-fishmen were enveloped by the metal storm that blew through the tomahawks, causing massive casualties at once.

Blood burst from the sky, and stumps splattered all over the sky.

The scene is like watching fireworks, and every time the tomahawk explodes, the flower of death blooms.

When the blood hits the ground, a large area of emptied space will appear in view.

There are more than 5 brigades of evil half-fishman defenders stationed here. This power, even with the strength of the Heavy Shield Guild, needs to pay a huge price to eat.

But at this moment, this army, which was enough to form the Kuroshio, fell as if it had been mowed.

In the face of the terrifying lethality of the stone statue's life, it is even more fragile than hay.

The Grim Reaper is harvesting souls.

"How could it be?!"

"So, what the fuck is the player?!"

"The Evil Half-Fishman is a level 15 top class."

The impact of several players around him at this moment was even more terrifying, and they kept letting out cries of horror with a trembling tone.

The eyes reflecting the bloody battlefield are full of disbelief and shock.

I thought it was the same light-hearted game as a dozen times before, but now it has become a paradise of horrors.

The huge contrast is unacceptable to them.

Right now.

Roar~

A terrifying roar resounded through the sky.

Subsequently, a blood-colored tongue of fire pulled out dozens of meters in the sky.

The charge was being launched ahead, and the evil half-fish people who wanted to fight in close quarters were directly covered by tongues of fire.

The bodies of these top soldiers seem to be soaked in concentrated sulfuric acid.

It was melted in an instant, and it only had time to let out a terrible scream before it was turned into blood.

When the tongues of fire vanished, the evil half-fish-man army was cleared of a fan-shaped area.

Looking through the gap, a terrifying life appeared in front of them. Undead Dragon.

Crimson flames burned all over his body, and from a distance, it looked like hellfire.

With a wingspan of more than 40 meters, the huge body flying in the sky gives people a sense of oppression that is almost suffocating.

With the unbridled surging Long Wei, they felt that their legs were weakening.

Behind it, hundreds of small undead dragons surrounded it, making its power even more terrifying.

To their horror, the dragon found them!

The other party's shattered dragon wings fluttered and flew straight in.

Before they could react, the opponent crossed a distance of several hundred meters and reached the top of their heads.

The horrible white skull looked down on them from the sky.

After the terrifying dragon approached, the fear it brought skyrocketed tenfold.

The fierce army of barbarians, there was a huge commotion at this moment.

Some were even frightened and wanted to turn around and flee.

When several players saw this scene, they were terrified.

The opposing army is still hunting the evil Half-Fishmen, and this undead dragon alone has brought their army to the brink of fear and collapse.

Who the fuck is this?

Looking up, in the crimson energy of the undead dragon, a vague figure was seen.

Obviously, that mysterious being is the master of this army.

When you open the properties panel, you can only see the player's iconic panel, and all other attributes are question marks.

The fat ball player felt the almost collapsed morale of the barbarian warriors around him, and bit the tip of his tongue to forcibly suppress the fear in his heart.

Tilting his head, he shouted.

"This brother, we are the Heavy Shield Guild of the Northland Barbarian Kingdom, and our leader is Paine, who is known as the strongest barbarian player, and is a level 17 ancient barbarian!!"

"I'm sure Your Excellency must have heard of President Paine's name!"

"Don't get me wrong, brother, we are all companions who have accepted the emergency to help the gods get out of trouble. Everyone is in this together. ”

"It's not an easy task, we need to pool our forces together."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a nonchalant voice sound.

"Who told you that I came to help this god get out of trouble?"

It's not to help the gods get out of trouble or not.

The chubby ball player's face froze for a moment, then glanced at the Gargoyle Legion behind him who were still slaughtering the evil half-fishmen.

A chill rushed from the spine to his head.

The other party is here to hunt the gods?!!

(End of chapter)