It's dusk on Murphy's side, and it's about early morning on the player's side of the real world, and it happens to be a rest day, so it's so good that I don't know where it is to go than yesterday's work time.

Therefore, the administrator gave the order, and the whole group immediately became lively.

A group of people frantically played 1 to signal that they were ready, and even the few peeps who hadn't spoken at all before jumped out.

Leading Pigeon: [Go online!] Dry and dry! Ah, the blood of the good pigeons is already boiling, this time we must do a big job! 】

King Meow: [@全体成员

Don't mess around! Don't mess around after you go online for a while, just act calmly as we planned before, and strive to play the demeanor of our closed beta personnel to teach the development team who looks down on people a good lesson. 】

Invincible Tyrannosaurus Cheche: [Woo woo, o(╥_╥)o, Che Che will take 2 days to resurrect, this time I can only support you mentally, but if anyone hangs up because of the dish, we still have a good bystander.] 】

Ah Ruen: [Bah, rebel, say something auspicious!] Dad, if I die in the game, I'm going to pout you in reality... Ah, it's time to go live!

Fast!

Rush Rush! 】

At this time, Murphy had activated his otherworldly creature summoning spell, and just like last night, the dark spiritual energy in his body seemed to be squeezed and released, and the dim points of light danced in the shadows, converging, and then turned into a ray of light and flashed into the room where Miriam was below.

But Murphy used a strategy this time, instead of summoning all 12 players at once, he only summoned six players over there.

The violent fluctuations in psionic energy were immediately perceived by the Scout Hunter.

The latter's eyes widened suddenly, and in her flickering eyes, several unknown breaths of life suddenly appeared in the house at the end of the originally empty village.

"It's a summoning! There is an ambush! ”

She exclaimed.

The female leader with the huntsman's sword next to her reacted faster and rushed to the position where the two companions had been sent before, but Murphy, who was clumped into a ball by psionic energy in the shadow of the water tower, raised his head and poured the bottle of pure blood belonging to Miriam into his mouth.

The sweet liquid entered the mouth, and the scarlet desire was relieved, and then the bloodthirsty desire rose, and the power of the blood greatly increased Murphy's fighting spirit, and even the missing psionic energy was replaced.

Summoning, second shot!

"Huh"

Six more flickering points of light pulsed on the second floor of the house at the entrance to the village, like an RTS player's box-and-box trick, so that the scout, who had lost protection in the rear, immediately fell into the circle of Murphy's little players.

The lead pigeon who appeared in the room saw at a glance the two hunting crossbows and a set of armor that had been placed in the house by the NPC in advance, which were the weapons he had looted when he was kicked offline.

Without saying a word, the good pigeon stepped forward to put on his armor and rushed to the window with a hunting crossbow, and when he swept out, he saw Goo Chicken and Ah Ru rushing out of the house next to him, besieging the weak female scout.

Ah Ru, who was carrying a hunting knife, slashed indiscriminately, and Coo-Goo, who was holding a half-sword, simply used it as a war hammer.

The slender scout was in a hurry for a while, but he was still able to block the attack of the two rookie players, but he was shot a few arrows in the thigh by the good pigeon who sneaked up from behind, and fell to the ground with a scream, and was slammed a few times by the cooster pounced.

"Amber! Damn it! ”

The leader of the witch hunters, who had rushed to the ambush house, saw that her scout had been knocked over by the enemy's summoned militia, and immediately turned around to help, but unexpectedly, a sneaky shadow jumped out from the root of the wall next to her, and the swift sword that whistled and pierced her forced her back a few steps like a poisonous snake in the swing of muscle memory.

Standing in the shadows, Murphy waved the blade of desire in his hand, and although he was unpredictable, he still said to the huntress in front of him with an elegant demeanor:

"Ah, passionate suitors are always hard to resist, and since you're here for me, let's dance together, hot gray-haired lady, and use the wails of your members to accompany you and me."

"Fuck off! Bloodsucker! ”

The huntress who knew that she had stepped into the ambush trap was furious, and she rushed forward with her sword in hand.

The blade seemed to have activated some kind of special psychic energy, and blue-green flames boiled above the blade, and its purifying power made Murphy immediately alert like a pinprick in the back.

Not good!

Stick to the point!

"There are still people at the entrance of the village! They're going to rush in! Fast! All archers, archery! Archery!! ”

High behind Murphy, the excited shout of the middle-aged uncle's broken gong voice startled the lead pigeon, who had planned to support his NPC with crossbow arrows.

He rushed to the other side and saw the four witch hunter veterans who were originally guarding outside the village rushing towards the entrance of the village, which made him panic, but suddenly heard the gloomy voice of his own NPC ringing in his ears.

"Don't panic! The wagon blocked at the entrance of the village is doused with oil, and there are witch hunter bombs in it, so you have a gas lamp at hand, twist it and smash it down!

Let these madmen also experience what it is like to be infused by fire! ”

Damn, it's a vampire, it's insidious enough!

I like it!

The good pigeon grinned, swept left and right, grabbed the prepared gas lamp from the house, twisted wildly, saw the flames jump out, and smashed the thing down from the second floor.

The lampshade shattered on the fallen carriage, and the splashing sparks called for flames, like a wall of fire that stopped the four witch hunters.

One of the bombs was also ignited!

The fastest one in the explosion flipped to the ground and ignited his cloak with flames, and the other three witch hunters quickly pulled him back to avoid being impaled by the follow-up arrows.

But they were completely over-concerned.

With the player's current rookie accuracy, he can't shoot such a threatening arrow at all!

If you can shoot arrows in one go, you win.

"It's their people who slaughtered this village, and these witch hunters are all badas! Brothers, don't be merciful! Shoot them! ”

The pigeon in the lead shouted excitedly, and the tragic situation he had seen in the village yesterday made him feel angry in his heart.

The other two middle-aged players hiding on the second floor also turned their crossbows and shot in that direction, their targets were a little better than the good pigeons, and they did have a certain suppressive effect under this chaos.

"Ahh

A scream rang out from behind the huntress who was chasing Murphy.

She stopped and looked back to see the door of the house that had been used for the ambush shattered.

The one-armed veteran Potter was pressed to the ground by two long dung forks against his waist and abdomen, two tall militiamen were crushing him like spiny boars and roaring excitedly, and another short militiaman slashed at Potter with a hunting knife.

Two went in, but only one came out.

The fate of another witch hunter is already self-evident, and the blood stains on those agitated militiamen speak for themselves, these damned vampire worshippers!

The land of Translancia is full of such cancers! This 400-year-old vampire-plagued region is hopeless!

"Leave me alone! Little Natalie! Come on! ”

The one-armed veteran Potter shouted at his captain in pain, and he felt for the bomb to die with the vampire worshippers in front of him, but was kicked away by the quick-eyed "Three or Five Buckets", and then hit in the head by Miriam, who was screaming and slamming at the head with a wooden stick.

The anger of the burning of the house and the slaughter of the village was fully unleashed at this moment, and the young woman of Translancia was as fierce as a she-wolf at this moment, constantly smashing the stick at the veteran in front of her.

Brother Meow, who was covered in blood, also rushed out of the house.

He limped from a slash in the leg but was excited, clutching the shotgun he had captured from another witch hunter who had been knocked down by a stick, and took aim in a decent kneeling position outside the house.

"Holy! Big Sniper! 98K！ The mob is outfitted! ”

As soon as he turned around and panted out of breath after beating the detective witch hunter Anbo covered in blood, he saw Brother Woo Meow's demeanor at this time, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Bang"

Brother Meow pulled the trigger, and the round lead bullet flew out of the chamber, only to hit the witch-huntress three feet away from the witch-huntress in front of him as Murphy watched speechlessly, sending a cloud of dust up to it.

What a broken head!

Can you miss the target with a rifle hitting a ten-meter target?

"Ahem, don't blame me! The main thing is that this thing is not rifled! ”

Brother Meow knew that he was making a big fool, so he hurriedly refilled and couldn't help but scold himself to defend himself.

He has something to say, too!

Usually playing guns in FPS games are sniper masters, and the devil knows that the horse gun can be like this in the real game! This TM must be a problem with the physics engine, right? How can it be my problem, brother?

I'm obviously fighting Sniper 6!

"You're so wasteful, Brother Meow, get out of the way!"

The only girl among the 12 little players couldn't stand it anymore.

She rushed to Brother Wu Meow's side and snatched the long-pole shotgun in his hand, grabbed it in her hand, clicked down on the barrel and pressed the bloody lead bullet into it, and looked left and right quite professionally.

"The classic design of the mid-fold smoothbore, fortunately it's not a flintlock pistol, I haven't played with that thing... But how is this bullet still spherical? What kind of trajectory is this hit?

Is it so unscientific? ”

The girl muttered under her breath, stood in place for a few seconds, and pulled the trigger decisively as Murphy and the huntress parted again.

"Bang"

A cloud of blood splashed on the huntress's back, staggering her.

Murphy, the chicken thief, took the opportunity to give the fierce huntress a sword and kicked the dangerous oak flaming sword in the opponent's hand, which caused the small players next to him to cheer in unison.

"Girl, what are you doing in reality?"

Brother Meow, whose cheeks were hot, stared at the heroic "Lumina Yang Scar" beside him with wide eyes, and couldn't help but ask, the latter rolled his eyes, refilled again with a click, shrugged his shoulders and replied in a low voice:

"Students, let's go target shooting twice a week. How? Didn't you have any hobbies when you were in school? ”

The Huntress who had been attacked and besieged realized that she had fallen into an absolute disadvantage, and seeing that the damned vampire was about to pounce, it was too late to draw her sword at this point, so she took a few steps back and grabbed what she had been carrying behind her.

Heavy to hold, even for a seasoned witch hunter, it needs to be held with both hands.

The metal ring-shaped arrow nest is fixed to the wooden body, the small steam furnace embedded in it is ignited and pressurized, and the gold-burning catalyst volatilizes in the propulsion pipe, and as the white hot steam gushes out of the exhaust pipe, the silver-gray gears fly, driving the entire delicate mechanical structure to begin to accelerate and make a piercing clicking sound.

She aimed the black hole's self-hunting crossbow at Murphy, who rushed up in front of her.

The latter was startled and dodged like a monkey, and at this time, one of the energetic middle-aged duo who was still shooting on the second floor, "Forklift Man Attack", glanced back, and then the revenant's eyes widened and exclaimed:

"Rat rat rat rat... Ratrin! ”

However, it was too late.

The galloping bolts swept along the heights at the tune of the huntress Natalie, easily piercing through the walls and firing the three small players who were holding back reinforcements from outside the village, before turning their guns around and starting to shoot at the damned vampire worshippers.

The little players suddenly jumped and jumped with their heads in their heads, and they didn't take into account in their rough plan that the witch hunters would come up with something as unscientific as this "rat trin".

"Come in! Come on in! ”

Miriam dragged the female player Lumina Impotence, who had her broken leg and hid in the house, who felt the pain but not as much as she had imagined.

It seemed that the masking of pain had been effected, and she was still struggling to fight back with the shotgun in her hand, but was held down by Miriam.

Murphy's temporary assistant heard the roar of the auto-hunting crossbow outside, and as a student at Artisan University, she knew very well that Murphy's ambush plan was already in jeopardy if the other party had this thing.

Once Murphy and his summons are defeated, the fate that awaits them will never be very kind.

Gritting her teeth, Miriam reached into her bodice and took out something, turned around and shoved it into the hand of a stout player next to her, and pointed at the huntress outside and made a needle pricking motion.

A good friend who was pulled into the game by Ah Ru, the sports student "precipitating Niu Niu is not afraid of difficulties", looked at the things in his hand, and then looked at the posture of the female NPC in front of him who was anxiously pointing out of the house.

He immediately understood, then took a deep breath and rushed out with the hope of the whole village.

Murphy, who is scurried around by the powerful suppression of the automatic hunting crossbow, is now like a classic operation from an anime or a movie, forced to unleash the maneuver of a vampire in the shadows, chased by a dangerous rain of bullets in a line.

Sawdust flies and dust splatters.

Murphy could only hide desperately, and did not dare to stop at all.

The huntress hunts the crossbow in her hand, adjusting its bearing, and the steam-powered nest of bullets fires a dozen bolts with each rotation at a rate comparable to that of an automatic rifle.

This made Murphy feel like he was dodging in the face of a hail of bullets, and the slightest mistake would be turned into a sieve by this mechanical thing.

But he also noticed the little players rushing out of the house.

The latter rushed over with a hideous face, his eyes were red, his nostrils were panting, and he was running like a reckless ox, and he was holding something in his raised hand.

It was a pen-like metal cylinder, round and not so handmade, with a button at the very top, and with the sharp buckle of the precipitated cow, the slender injection needle popped out from the other side, flashing a chilling light in the setting sun.

The huntress felt the wind behind her.

But she couldn't stop firing down, because Murphy in front of her also changed direction and pounced on her.

Wrist up.

The sighting hole has locked onto Murphy.

All it takes is a pull of the trigger, and a cunning and sinful soul will disappear into the world.

Time seems to be extended infinitely at one moment, and then returns to normal in the next.

Click.

The crunch of the nest in the air made Natalie's eyes widen in anger, and the attack of the precipitated sports student fell at the same time.

"Poof", the faint sound of a mosquito bite, plunged the sharp needle into her neck.

In the next moment, terrifying dizziness and numbness erupted from her body, which had been strengthened by natural psionic energy, and Natalie gritted her teeth and smashed the hunting crossbow in her hand at the vampire in front of her, but was deftly flashed by the other party and made up for it.

Bang.

She fell to the ground in disgrace, and the last thing she saw in her whirling vision was the vampire raising his sword at her in the twilight sun.

The hunt is over, but she fails...

Is... Shameful!