Ron was speechless, he had never thought about whether the resources in the game were non-renewable.

In fact, what he was speechless about was just the respect for culture engraved in the bones of the Chinese people.

As a group of people who have played this game for the longest time, everyone knows that the building resources in this game are destroyed if they are destroyed, and it is impossible to repair them again.

The traces left by the last wave of non-server players who explored here can also be seen when national server players come in this time.

Everything in the game is real, there is only one timeline, and the players participate in the events of the game that affect the development of the whole game.

Some people don't know exactly how the game does it, and the whole timeline is all together, even if the player flapps their little wings in a distant place, there is a corresponding feedback in another place.

However, it does not prevent players from using their usual values to influence the course of the game.

"Don't worry, we've already sent a few squads down, and can't we still talk to the people inside?" Many players took searchlights and lit up the entire stone gate.

The various pictures on the stone gate were photographed and saved by the players, and every place on it was knocked by the players to see if there was a corresponding mechanism.

The ghosts hiding inside the stone gate fell silent all of a sudden.

They didn't feel the invasion of the monsters, but the sound of clanging outside, what was going on?

"Someone again?" A little girl burst out crying, but in the ghost state, she didn't shed any tears at all, and the expression on her face looked calm, not at all like she was going to cry.

The adult next to her sighed, and his face was expressionless, "Could it be that those people are back again?" Let's activate the defensive formation. ”

"It's useless, those people are also in a ghost state, otherwise they wouldn't run away, could it be that they set up a formation outside?" A ghost wandered around the room restlessly, "Why don't we activate the soul mechanism?" ”

"Put the puppet doll out first, and then talk about it." An old man calmed everyone's mind, and then hundreds of puppet dolls ran out of the wall.

This is a spell left behind by the Grim Reaper, which ensures that these dolls can come and go without a trace.

"Be careful, there's something coming!" The purifying water gun instantly spewed out a large amount of purifying potions, making the already slippery ground even more slippery.

A puppet doll slipped and fell on its heels.

There was a loud noise, and everyone concentrated all the lights, and then they saw that the whole body was wrapped in white strips of cloth extremely tightly, leaving only two godless eyes of the puppet doll.

Although it was not the first time I had seen it, everyone was still very shocked by the image of the puppet doll.

It's also too ugly, with a short stature, covered in tattered strips of cloth, and a stench that exudes from it.

I don't think non-server players have experienced this at all, because in the Grim Reaper space, except for the Grim Reaper, everything has no color.

In the Soul Body state, it is impossible for non-server players to smell the rot around them.

But these players who enter as humans can, they are not ghosts, just smell the smell, and some players can't help but run out and vomit.

"It's disgusting, there seem to be bugs on this dead body." Ron said, picking up his broadsword and slashing at the puppet doll.

The puppet doll's movements were not fast, but it seemed to have a warning and dodged the knife.

This was the one responsible for declaring war, and then in the surrounding space, hundreds of puppet dolls began to act at the same time, attacking.

"It's not fast, but it's powerful, it's a spell!"

"The fireball technique doesn't work, this corpse can't be burned!"

"Freezing is useless, this mummy can be very powerful and can break the ice!"

One by one, the puppet dolls, as if they were clockwork, were not only attacking tiredly.

It attacks not only the player's body, but also the player's mind.

These puppet dolls are the exclusive guards of the god of death, and both their strength and soul are so powerful that they can't move their bodies.

"I have this, let me try!" One of the players who was guarding the pipes outside ran over and threw a yellow rune paper into the air.

Liang Qingze's rune paper was drawn by him himself, since a player named Fei Fei officially had the Qimen profession, these Taoist priests have sprung up in the game, endlessly.

In fact, Liang Qingze has long used rune paper to attack in the game, but he loves moving bricks more, and the beauty of the building is the real beauty, and he usually doesn't like to fight and kill.

This is his natural character, he is originally a person with a Dao heart, and he is not very interested in killing.

A rune paper was thrown out, and the puppet doll in front of him was completely frozen, and his body trembled stiffly.

At this point, the ground is already full of corpses, and there are dead players everywhere.

Liang Qingze did fix this puppet doll, but he was also in a catastrophe, because the rune paper could only be pasted one at a time, but the puppet dolls were hundreds at a time.

After a few more attempts, they finally gave up, and these puppet dolls were more powerful than they had imagined, worthy of something that only the soul body could face.

No wonder all the players who came in before gave up, not to mention these terrifying mechanisms outside, as well as the foul air.

In addition to these puppet dolls, there are also a large number of ghosts inside, and they don't want to break through in a short period of time.

By the time they go out, it's almost dawn, and it won't take long for players in all regions and servers to teleport back, and then announce the guild rankings this time.

The North Continent seems to have come back to life, as if it had changed.

With the decrease of demonic beasts, the air in the Northern Continent has become a lot fresher, and there is a lot less resentment in the air.

It's just that the smell of blood still seems to be as heavy as before, and there is nothing to change at all.

Non-server players have already started tidying up their villages and tidying up their houses.

They didn't want to leave the village yet, even though the nameless little village had been destroyed the day before.

Players from other servers have also returned with a lot of experience, some have gained a lot of equipment, and some have made a name for themselves on the leaderboards, and more players will be recruited in the future.

Luo Feng, who was sitting on the dragon, sighed, but he didn't dare to show a little unhappy, who would have thought that a group of players who forced Phyllis to use a trick would become a tour group in the follow-up activities, with no intention of killing thieves, just thinking about taking pictures......

The uncle and aunt were quite happy to play in the back, and Darwin was also very satisfied with this event, and silently thought in his heart that he hoped that the goddess would hold more such activities, so that he would not have to watch the children at home.