Why am I so successful? It's just because I see Coral City at 4 a.m. every day! 】

Four seasons rice blowing the heat of coffee, quietly watching the heat of the post rise little by little.

His forum account has been followed by administrators, and every time he posts, he gets extra traffic, so he quickly attracts a lot of attention.

The players of the two camps started arguing again under his post.

Due to the extremely generous rewards of this mission, there are more players on the side of Four Seasons Rice, and it is no longer the situation where they were scolded at the beginning.

Sijidao is well aware of the importance of this mission, so he emphasized below the post: "This afternoon, I had a good conversation with many NPCs from the mercenary organization at the banquet, and with their assistance, this mission is foolproof......

"At the same time, players from other cities are welcome to join Coral City, which is not yet saturated with resources......"

After these words were spoken, Four Seasons Rice was in a good mood.

The reason why he was able to get to this point was not only because he betrayed the Scimitar Organization in the first place, but also because he took advantage of the information gap between the two worlds.

Now he has gathered more than 1,000 players under his command, which can be called a local powerhouse.

Only 900 per person is needed every month, which is a small amount in the eyes of Coral City, less than one-tenth of the training of regular soldiers, but it can get a group of alternative mercenaries who can die repeatedly.

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

But in the eyes of many players, the monthly subsidy is a huge amount of money, satisfying their happiness in the game.

Four Seasons Rice is not a random recipient, he has more than ten years of game experience, and he will consciously screen the money studio trumpet to prevent people from being stuck and swiping money.

At the same time, as more and more players joined, he also began to gradually streamline those who had not been online for a long time and had low levels.

"Beechburg is less than five hundred people now, what are you going to do with me?"

Four Seasons Rice arranged a dark line in the Beechburg team, and was clear about Li Defu's every move.

Once the war starts, the two sides will be one thousand against five hundred.

Over time, as long as he is in this position, his advantage will gradually expand.

After drinking coffee, Sijidao closed the forum and went online back in the VR room.

It's past four o'clock in the morning, and it's quiet in Coral City.

He sat in Wu Zhonggui's place, looking at the dimly lit empty square outside the window, and felt a sense of satisfaction from power in his heart.

Looking up at the stars is a perfect game, it's just custom-built for people like him.

In reality, he would not have any intersection with a local tyrant like Sect Leader Lu.

But in the game, he can even be one level higher than the other party.

"It's a pity that Qi Lang's idiot has to lower the height of the office, and now he can't see the night view of the whole city."

Four Seasons sighed that he used to envy the location of Zhao Si's office, and he thought about the situation of working in it countless times.

Now that he had finally come in, the office had been lowered to the first floor.

I can't stand in front of the window and experience that feeling of being high up and lonely.

"Evil Bubbles, you must have rested." Shijidao's eyes were gloomy, "While you are sleeping, I am working, this is the difference between us." ”

He muttered to himself as if Susha were standing outside the reflection in the glass window.

……

Of course, Su Xia would not have thought that it was so late, and there was still a man thinking about him.

He was around the mercenary town, chasing down the mercenaries who had escaped one by one.

Pieces of metal converged in front of him, turning into a cold mask.

After some mercenaries were overtaken, they fell to their knees, wept in pain, and cried: "Please let me go, I don't want to do this, they forced me to kill people, if I don't kill people, I will be killed, I have no other choice......"

"Have you all trained in advance?"

Su Xia's face was expressionless, and with a wave of his hand, he took away a piece of human head.

The mercenaries' pleas for mercy are all much the same.

Basically, they were persecuted, sold, controlled by drugs, etc., and they burst into tears one by one, crying about their miserable lives, as if there was no more miserable person in the world.

But what they don't know is that Susha can see through their panel information and see their character descriptions.

At the end of many mercenary character descriptions, the system will add a sentence:

[Scum, should be killed! 】

Of these, more than 60% were already criminals before the war.

Su Xia killed so many people, only to see that two people were indeed forced to be helpless, and they also had the heart to go on the right path, but they had been controlled by the organization's threats.

He spared the two men for the time being, and let them return to the mercenary town to open the cages where the slaves were held.

It didn't take long for the mercenaries around who were slower to escape to be almost killed by Su Xia.

He didn't stop and continued to run farther away.

……

Under a col near the mercenary town is the headquarters of the "Tyrannosaurus" mercenary organization.

This group has more than 100 fighters alone, and many people in the garrison are responsible for the rest of the work, as if it has already taken the form of a long-term gathering place.

There are also a large number of captured civilians in the station.

The leader of the group has his men and civilians call him the "Dragon King", and enjoys the joy of being the Emperor of the Land in this remote wilderness.

But tonight, the dragon king couldn't be happier.

He was one of the dozen or so leaders who had previously been in the trading area in the center of the town.

After the masked monster made a move, he began to run frantically when he saw that the situation was not good, and his own psionic talent was extremely precious and suitable for escape.

"See the Dragon King!"

After seeing the Dragon King, more than a dozen mercenaries in front of the station knelt down in unison, and their movements were uniform.

The man said, "Dragon King, according to your orders, we have released those slaves, and let the brothers scatter among the slaves!" ”

"Good, well done!"

The Dragon King sent a message to the station in the middle of his escape, which was the best he could think of in a short period of time.

There were more than a thousand civilians in his station.

On weekdays, in order to prevent these civilians from rioting in tandem, the Dragon King divided them into more than a dozen small teams and arranged forced labor in different areas of the station, so most of them did not know each other.

When the critical moment comes, they mix them together, and then let their subordinates also change into civilian clothes, and run away together.

As long as you dress up unkempt, it will be difficult to be recognized in the darkness and chaos.

The dragon king looked at the deserted station, and said to these subordinates: "You guys also go, while there is still time, run as far as you can, and come back to the rendezvous place to meet me in half a month!" ”

His subordinates said, "Dragon King, we want to follow you. ”

"Don't talk nonsense at this time, I know what you're thinking."

When disaster comes, they fly separately, this sentence is most suitable for mercenaries.

The dragon king immediately changed into a tattered civilian clothes, and for the sake of truth, he didn't even have a penny on him.

The same is true of more than a dozen of his subordinates.

But they had just finished changing their clothes when a cold light came from the distance under the night.

"What's that?"

Before one of them could react, his eyes were dark, and his head and neck were separated.

Warm blood splattered on the rest, and they all shook in unison, their faces terrified.

"Hurry up, the masked monster is here!"

The mercenaries dispersed in an instant, fleeing in all directions with fear and a glimmer of hope.

As long as you run fast enough, there is hope, and the masked monsters will kill the slower ones first.

But after all, they were overthinking.

After more than ten seconds, no matter how fast or slow, they were all awarded.

"Smack...... Smack......"

More than a dozen heads fell to the ground one after another, and the rich smell of blood spread in the wind.

The dragon king was the only one left still on the run.

That sword light was like a soul-chasing death, and his scalp was numb, but he still roared: "Masked monster, you can't kill me!" ”

His psionic talent is called "Call of the Wind", which he can use three times a day.

This is his last confidence.

Su Xia also saw this talent from this guy's personal panel.

But he couldn't see a specific description of this talent, just looking at the name, it felt a bit like his second talent, "Will of the Wind".

"Masked Geek, we'll have a date later!" The Dragon King roared, "The next time we meet, I will cut off your head with my own hands!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he disappeared directly.

It was as if it had turned into a wisp of fresh wind and disappeared without a trace.

The Sword of Bones shuttled back and forth several times in the area where he had disappeared, but nothing came of it.

"Is that so?"

Su Xia withdrew his long sword, his face did not change, and he silently sensed the situation around him.

A few seconds later, he directly activated the second talent.

Will of the Wind!

The skill lit up, and his body disappeared as well.

From an outsider's point of view, it is as if neither of them ever existed, and it is impossible to see or touch them in their basic physical form.

But after Su Xia turned into wind, he saw the dragon king who also turned into wind.

The dragon king was congratulating on his life-saving trick and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Damn masked monster, one day I'll let you ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

When the dragon king looked back, his whole body shook violently, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Mask Monster!

How could he have this skill?

The Dragon King panicked instantly, could it be that the masked monster had an ability to chase and kill endlessly?

However, Su Xia did not do it directly, but was seriously thinking about the specific role of the talent of "Will of the Wind".

"It doesn't look like it's a gust of wind, it's more like entering a special space, independent of the existing space, so it can't be physically attacked, but as long as I enter this space, I can see and touch the rest of the creatures that enter this space."

It's a peculiar feeling.

It's like a creature in a painting, coming out of a painting.

The rest of the creatures in the painting can't see him, they can only see the world in the painting, but not the world outside the painting, and the various means of attack are meaningless.

But standing outside the painting, you can see what is happening in the painting.

Just as Su Xia was thinking, the dragon king who was fleeing in front of him suddenly fell out of this space.

"Bang!"

He fell to the ground and rolled around several times.

From start to finish, it only lasted twenty-two seconds.

However, Su Xia's talent can last for thirty seconds, which is obviously stronger.