High in the air.

The wing-flapping horned demon - Dellin, and the ice demon who floats in the air with magic - Rindon, are still watching the battle.

The Ice Demon crossed his two claws covered with ice shells on his chest, and his body continued to emit an extremely cold white mist, each wisp of which was a small ice crystal floating in the air:

"Delrin, the Adventists have done well in this battle.

"Hehehehe, I have a good chance of winning this bet."

Dellin frowned, watching the battle on the ground, frowning, and a few sparks popping out of his nostrils:

"It's strange, these Advent people seem to be not only stronger than I know, but also have an extremely amazing will to fight!"

On the ground, the Adventists were fearless, fighting with injuries for their lives.

When the players get rid of the initial chaos and gather, their advantages of not being afraid of death, adjustable pain, and infinite resurrection are also revealed.

No matter how brutal the thugs of the Black Crow Marauders are, they will feel 100% pain and will die of flesh and blood. But the players will do their best, even if half of their bodies are chopped up, they will fight correctly, and they will completely look like they are at home, even if they are not killed, they will take away the opponent in front of them!

Even a member of the second-order Marauder Army would find it a little tricky to face a first-order adventer who was completely deadly.

"And there's a steady stream of support." Ice Demon said that he set his sights on the middle of the player's novice village. There was a purple magic array with intricate, mystical patterns.

"I just found out today that the total number of Adventists is so large, it seems that most of the Adventists are not usually in the village."

Brilliant and luxurious ancient purple light flowed between the patterns and symbols of the magic array.

Although the function of generating new players is temporarily unavailable, the resurrection function of the magic circle has been working as usual. Above the magic array was a bright purple light curtain, and there were constantly descenders coming out of the light curtain.

"Dellin, looks like I've won this bet. Ten minutes have passed, and another 10 minutes of the Adventists will definitely not be a problem. Ice Demon Winter sneered, a shrill laugh that sent a chill out of his body echoed in the wind.

Dellin clenched his fists, and sparks popped out from time to time between the steely scales, showing the anger and displeasure of this high-level devil:

"Not necessarily!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two high-level devils saw a black shadow in the sky towards the player's novice village.

On Dellin's hideous and terrifying devil's face, the originally tightly knit brows suddenly opened, and his bull-like strong body trembled slightly with excitement, and several wisps of fiery smoke poured out of his mouth:

"The head of the regiment, the spider, did it.

"Speaking of which, it's the first time I've seen spiders in battle."

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The people of the Cosmic Mysteries Guild continue to fight against the Crow Marauders.

Although it is impossible to contain the general trend of the rout, whether it is Duncan, the long days and short nights, and even Xia Yu understand-

Keep at it, and the victory will be for the players!

"Hold the magic array!"

Duncan directs some of the guild members to protect the resurrection point magic circle.

Players with the advantage of infinite resurrection are equal to a steady stream of reinforcements.

Offline players are constantly receiving messages online, and players are constantly gaining experience points for killing Marauders—far more than the little bit lost when resurrected. Lucky players will also be able to draw on the enemy's otherworldly essence to earn new skill cards after killing them.

The number of Crow Marauders is only getting smaller.

And the players will only fight more and more, and the more they fight, the stronger they get!

Estimation of day length and night length:

In the previous life, when the Black Crow Marauder Army attacked, it almost effortlessly captured the entire Novice Village. They squatted at the resurrection point, and the player was killed halfway through the resurrection and just appeared in human form, powerless to resist at all.

This led to the overwhelming negative reviews and retreat of "Dawn".

She succeeded, and she rewrote the destined future!

The days are long and the nights are short, constantly fighting, slaying down the powerful enemies that have attacked the player community after the apocalypse.

Now for every more enemy you kill, there's one less enemy after the apocalypse! The days and nights are short, and the thinking is very clear.

In the battle just now, the long days and short nights consumed all of today's attack skill cards, and they were revived 3 times in a row. Blood stained her leather armor and black hair completely red, both from her enemies and her own.

But her killing didn't stop. Wielding a weapon has become a mechanical action.

Even in the entire Cosmic Mystery Guild, the Demon Warrior Maiden is an amazing figure.

Duncan drove the chariot of hell, staring at the length of the days and the short nights that were fully devoted to the battle, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"A big guy is a big guy, and I'm so involved in playing that it doesn't look like I'm playing a game.

"Kill the enemy like this, as if these crow raiders really have a grudge against her.

"There's such a player in Dawn, and it's really hard for that group of Marauder NPCs.

"I heard that her pain has also reached the upper limit of the system - 20%. It's too strong!

"When will I reach the realm of a big guy?"

Duncan covered his face, drove the chariot of hell with one free hand, and lamented that he had the reputation of being a president, and the gap between him and the real game boss was too big.

If it weren't for the fact that the demon warrior girl said that she was not interested in managing the guild, Duncan would definitely let her be the president.

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Over time, the players actually gained the upper hand.

Although the average strength of the Marauders was much stronger, they were ultimately inferior in number. And the steady stream of player reinforcements coming out of the magic circle made the Marauder Army even more exhausted and difficult to deal with.

"Come on, everyone, we're going to win."

Duncan shouted.

Behind him came the cheers of hundreds of players, mixed with undisguised joy and excitement.

Because the graphics and somatosensory simulation of the "Dawn" game are so realistic, Pastor Xia Yu has fully recovered and immersed himself in the game, as if he had really won a battle, and cried with joy.

Amid the cheers of the players, a pitch-black figure swept across the blood-colored sky, and a pitch-black shadow was cast on the group of players on the ground.

Duncan, Summer Rain, the long days and short nights, and many other players who were immersed in joy, raised their heads at the same time.

Under the blood-colored sky, there was a black horse floating in the air, and the horse's mane was composed of raging flames. This is a kind of hellish monster known as the "Nightmare".

On the back of the nightmare's horse was a scrawny, hideous, ugly man.

The man was dressed in a black robe, but his most frightening feature was that he had six arms. Each arm holds a sharp scimitar.

- Captain of the Black Crow Plunder Legion, a level 67 warrior, Spider!

On his first day under the Devil's command, the Spider discarded his former human name, and the man and woman who had given him his human name had been killed by the Spider's own hands. Now, every member of the Marauders calls him "The Spider" - a nickname that comes from his hideous appearance with 6 arms.

The day when the spider received such a special appearance is still fresh in his memory. He follows Mistress Bell's orders and travels to the front lines of the bloody battle between demons and demons to assassinate a six-armed serpent demon, a demon from the bottomless abyss. He succeeded, but the blood of the snake demon also tainted him, and four additional arms grew, each as nimble and eager to kill as the original.

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Seeing the spider riding a nightmare in the air, there were also bursts of exclamations between the players of the Cosmic Mystery Guild and those who joined the team later.

"I'll go, level 67, I've never seen such a tall monster!"

"Is it a boss? It must be an event boss! ”

"Is this what we can fight?"

"The nightmares he rides are all level 32."

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When Duncan saw such an opponent, a little cold sweat also appeared on his forehead. But he didn't panic and was at a loss, but commanded the team of players through the chat voice of the team interface:

"Attack, have all the skills of long-range attack means, gather fire! The goal is ······"

In any case, you have to hold him down, and you can't keep him at the player's respawn point.

Sharp arrows and spells smashed towards the black shadows in the air.

The spider rode the nightmare through the air, dodging left and right, six scimitars swinging smoothly, forming an iron wall of steel blades in front of them. Sharp arrows and spell rays shot at the rapidly dancing blade barrier, and were bounced open by the scimitar, bursting into a series of crisp metallic sounds that caused bursts of sparks. And those control spells that have no ray path and fall directly on the spider are basically easily exempted by the spider.

But in the next second, the spider noticed that something was wrong.

Most of the attacks weren't aimed at him at all!

"The target of the fire is his horse!" Duncan shouted in the team's voice.

(End of chapter)