"It's a long life! NPCs have learned to speak! ”

At this time, the exclamation of the mud truck brother sounded in the team channel, obviously because of the shock caused by Mrs. Tracey's non-standard beginner-like Mandarin just now.

However, Brother Meow didn't think so.

He raised the Crimson Staff in his hand and said:

"It's an NPC played by an intelligent AI, isn't it normal for her to learn to speak? In fact, I think if it weren't for the sense of substitution to highlight the authenticity of the game, the NPCs here should all speak Mandarin at the beginning.

Now is not the time to lament such a thing.

The mob has refreshed, quick!

Fire! ”

A precise orb of natural rage flew out of the tip of his staff, smashing a "monster" that crawled out of the swirling subspace rift behind Salokdal above the pool of holy blood to the ground.

It was black all over.

It's like a twisted humanoid covered with a layer of "oil", and you can't see your facial features clearly, but you can see it opening its mouth wide and roaring at everyone.

It's like a signal to go to war.

In the next moment, more black monsters crawled out of the rift!

They don't have a fixed form, and humanoids, beasts, and even winged xenomorphs howl and pounce on the formation of small players.

These things, like Sallokdal, are carriers of the will of chaos, like a source of pollution into the material world, and as they get closer, the mental pressure on the players at this time instantly increases.

Xiao Wei Ming, who had just fired a shot to break the monster's head, covered her headache and snorted, obviously because she failed to pass the "SC test" just now, causing her "spiritual vision" to soar.

Even with the protection of the Natural Scroll and the Arbitration Aura, their poor spirit and heart are only worthy of immunity, and if they are unlucky, they will be hit the spiritual level.

However, the good news is that the aura damage from the Knight Lord Paliano's holy spear projection is very significant, allowing small players to temporarily break up their bodies as long as they hit their heads or hearts, causing them to "melt" like soft mud.

Although they will recover after a few tens of seconds, at least they will not have the power to fight back at all.

"Hold on! I'll buff you! ”

In a hurry, Lumina opened the case behind her and grabbed a golden trumpet, and as she looked at the battlefield around her, she knew it was time for her novice bard to appear.

Rapunzel took a deep breath and tucked her mouthpiece into her mouth under the protection of Orchid and Pomegranate, who were holding heavy shields.

In the next moment, the main theme of "Holy War", which is not very smooth but still magnificent, sounded on the fierce battlefield, this is certainly not the repertoire of this world, after all, as a small player, Lumina has not even gone out of the "novice map" now, let alone collecting music scores that belong to this world.

However, the appreciation of music is probably universal in all dimensions, and the Bard's technique of using music to inspire his teammates is not about what tunes to use.

It's the emotions in the music that matter!

As Lumina's performance deepened, their character bars were filled with positive buffs such as [Courageous], "Battle Mania", and "Undefeated Charge", which lasted for a short time but were constantly refreshed in the music.

Although it is only the most basic I-level increase, in the current terrible field battles where SC has to pass every second, there is no doubt that the determination can play a huge role.

It's not just them, but even the silent hunt of the witch hunters is a little more courageous.

Obviously, Lumina's song of courage and war is still a "field effect".

"I already feel such a beautiful and beautiful music that goes straight to the soul of the pure girl's admiration for victory and warriors, and I already feel such a beautiful emotion, how can I disappoint the girl who is looking forward to it? O depraved evil!

Feel the power of this burning love! ”

At this time, the first lord of Paliano, who was already fighting with the crazy Salokdal with a spear and a heavy shield, was so excited that he felt struck by lightning when he heard this majestic song, he was originally a person who chased beauty and romance, and at this time, in this passionate song, there was a bit of courage out of thin air, and the cry of the very middle two also symbolized the beginning of the counterattack.

The heavy shield engraved with the insignia of the Knight of the Blood Alliance parryed forward, fending off the chaotic one-handed sword in Salokdal's hand.

The collision of the Crimson Psionic and the Dark Psionic caused the masonry on the ground to shatter and then struck with a spear, forcing the fallen Blood Vulture Grand Duke back with a fierce and ferocious piercing.

At the same time, the old knight with the Great Oak Blade "Watcher" also unleashed a woodland hunting vision, calling on the name of Avalon to slash the flank of the flank with the Chaos Carrier.

Knowing that he couldn't dodge the blow, Salokdal dissipated his body into a flying dark bat that regrouped on the other side of the hall.

The old knight hit the air with a blow.

But there is no remorse.

It's all because the tactical goal has been achieved!

The two golden powerhouses combined to knock Salokdal out of the range of the Holy Blood Pool's power for the first time, and taking advantage of this gap, Murphy and the eldest lady instantly spread their blood wings and crossed the battlefield to kill the unguarded Holy Blood Pool.

Murphy is in front, and the eldest lady is in the back.

As they approached the boiling pool of blood, more "little blacks" crawled out of the subspace rift, this time with larger bodies and meticulously "anthropomorphic".

They even come with weapons like black bones.

At first glance, it is an elite monster.

"I'm coming! You go and do things! ”

Murphy said to the eldest lady in an onomatopoeic voice.

He suddenly accelerated in the air, and the unsheathed Night Sword fell into the midst of the Chaos Elites who crawled out of the rift, and when he landed, he unleashed a giant wing sweep with the wings of the Blood Vulture Clan, and then received a group of Death Grips.

Holding them in place with cold death psionic energy like a noose, the blade of the Desire Race, smeared with the oil of the Vampire Slayer's sword, swung and slashed down one of them with a crisp and crisp finish.

Murphy watched the guy scream in the pale flames that lit it, knowing that these people were not ghosts or ghosts, and they should be members of the "missing" Blood Vulture Clan.

The Blood Vulture Clan has taken root in Transylasia for four hundred years, and no matter how difficult it is for vampires to breed, through generations of initial development, by the time Murphy crossed over, this clan already had nearly 50,000 people!

Even if most of the others are peripheral members of the family scattered throughout Transasia, and there are some marginal people like him who no one pays attention to, the number of core elites left in Cadman City will definitely not be less than 15,000!

Some of them were unlucky enough to be dragged into the Astral Boundary when the Astral Rift opened in Cadman City, and the rest should have taken refuge in the Vulture Corridor.

However, from the time Murphy took the witch hunters and small players into this "dungeon" until now, counting the crazy vampires killed by the tribunes, the total number of all the vampires they saw would definitely not exceed 600.

In other words, all the remaining clan elites were almost sacrificed by Salokdal to this opening subspace rift, and turned into this kind of thing in front of them!

That's nearly 10,000 vampires!

The blood essence in their bodies was enough to defile the entire clan's holy blood pool, no wonder a patriarch like Jade would rather betray than escape from here!

This is a crueler ending than eternal silence.

Tris is determined that Sallockdale wants to create a vampire "god" here, and perhaps this cruel and crazy massacre-like sacrifice is part of the "god-making" plan?

"Bang Bang Bang"

Murphy's left-hand Scrooge mechanical crossbow fired three arrows in quick succession to knock down another filthy vampire and ignore it, swinging his sword and returning to the battlefield with the Astral Giant Wolf to fight the other elite little black who kept rushing out of the rift.

The group of melee players who followed him certainly wouldn't miss this opportunity to replenish their blades.

Led by the elder brother of the Hedong Lion's Roar, they rushed up and stabbed wildly with weapons smeared with sword oil, and the chicken thief pretended to grab two boning knives without his hands, and pounced on them to dig out their hearts while those filthy little blacks were knocked over.

Although these vampires have been tainted by Chaos, this "heart-digging" tactic will still work for them as long as they are vampires.

Such a fierce battle can be called a knife dance, which makes the skill experience of the young players rise rapidly, and the experience of the characters is also visible to the naked eye.

Brother Meow used vines to entangle and trap a snake-shaped little black, and waved his poor first-level thorn technique on Master Murphy, and he shouted in surprise the moment he finished casting:

"Lao Tzu is level ten, hahaha!"

"I'm excited, I'm level 10 just now, okay, but unfortunately I haven't triggered the power trial yet."

Precipitated Niu Niu pouted disdainfully beside him, and when it came to upgrading his skills, he hadn't been afraid of anyone.

"Huh"

The eldest lady did not fail to live up to the opportunity that Murphy had created for her to stop the enemy, and plunged headlong into the boiling pool of holy blood without hesitation in the flying of her long black hair.

She had a lot of questions she wanted to ask her father.

However, when she saw her father's current appearance, the eldest lady was extremely desperate and determined, and her only thought now was to send her father to rest in peace.

No matter what the monster in front of it was, it could never be the person it remembered.

Not to mention some hellish "god-making" plan!

I don't know it at all!

I don't want to be involved in this crazy plan to advance to the last step at the cost of the total destruction of the Blood Vulture Clan.

She doesn't want it!

At the same time that the eldest lady successfully entered the water, Salokdal seemed to sense some kind of approaching threat.

He began to return in the direction of the Holy Blood Pool under the combined attack of Paliano and Old Finok, but how could the two golden powerhouses be as he wished?

The First Lord had entered a complete defense at this time, and the carrier of the Holy Spear projection was erected on top of the heavy shield, like a wall, between the Grand Duke of Blood Vulture and the Holy Blood Pool, and the Lord of the White Oak, who was able to completely let go of the fight with his hands and feet, was even more ferocious, and the white knight who was originally good at guarding and psionic energy was forced to play the style of a red knight like a berserker.

The Great Oak Blade "Warden" in his hand already has a two-hundred-year grudge with Salokdal, and this will be even more powerful.

It will even feed back the old knight with more natural spiritual energy, allowing him to use natural spiritual energy to forcibly shape a binding circle composed of divine thorns in this place where there are no plants at all.

Although Sarokdal had been captured by the will of subspace and entered true madness, his fighting instinct had not been lost.

Now that the battle is getting more and more aggrieved, the other party is obviously prepared to attack his weaknesses, and at first glance, there is a traitor next to him, and he sold his information to these two guys.

And the patriarch commands the family for thousands of years, always pays attention to covering up his weaknesses, and there is only one person who can touch his strength so thoroughly.

"Tris!"

The Bloody Vulture Grand Duke's frenzied and chaotic heart was filled with remorse.

It was a mistake to leave behind this crazy heir who was ambitious and ambitious, and who would repay him!

But he has a way, too!

Realizing that it would be difficult for him to break through the two entanglers holding the relics in a short period of time in a head-to-head battle, Salokdar immediately decided to open the situation from the flank.

He began to mobilize the power of the subspace rift suspended above the holy pool, causing the chaotic aura it emitted to double in weight in a dozen seconds.

The results are immediate.

The golden powerhouse may not be affected, but those witch hunter elites can't stand it first.

The ever-increasing Chaos Impact quickly broke through the mental defenses of several witch hunters, causing them to undergo the same mutation as Brother Meow before.

Crushed by the will of chaos, they began to look blank and glazed as they attacked their companions.

But with a few flashes of silver light, the blood of the witch hunters who were crushed by the chaos splattered on the spot, and Natalie, the leader of the chasseurs, who was holding two imitations of silver holy blades, one long and one short, shook the blood on the blades expressionlessly.

Her eyes flashed with pain and helplessness.

But she knew it was necessary.

Companions bewitched by pollution must be dealt with, or the end will be worse.

In the face of the subspace rift, once the mind is invaded by chaotic thoughts, the best outcome can only be to spend the second half of their lives under the guidance of illusion and madness, just like those crazy vampires who were killed by them before.

For a warrior, this is worse than death.

And for witch hunters who are accustomed to seeing death, even if they leave, they need to leave with dignity!

"Ahh I'm red! It's red! ”

There was also a situation on the little player's side, and the Chosen Gray Man, who was carrying a musket and collecting people's heads everywhere, suddenly screamed in the team channel:

"Four SC failures in a row! Holy! This must be the system targeting me! Get out of the way, brothers! My San is zero, and I'm about to go crazy and lose my mind.

Fast!

Let's see if there's a way to save my dog."

Before he finished shouting, his whole body fell off in convulsions.

But his characters did not turn into points of light and dissipate after the line was broken, but were quickly wrapped in filthy light and transformed into the appearance of those "little black".

"Blanch! The Ash Man is controlled by the heart! What about mages? Take control! ”

The nearest mud truck guy screamed.

Brother Meow immediately threw over a vine entanglement, and they were still thinking about waiting for this guy's mind control to end, but Murphy, who was slashing and killing the elite Xiao Hei, turned his head and shouted:

"He's hopeless!"

"Bang"

It's like a kill order!

As soon as the words fell, a crisp gunfire rang out in the crowd.

Grabbing the musket and screaming like a beast, the ash-beater fell in response, and the precise kill made the little players' eyes widen.

They looked at the bullet traces, and Xiao Wei Ming, who was in the crowd, innocently withdrew the pistol that still emitted gunsmoke, and whispered a little uneasily:

"Well, isn't that when your teammates are mind-controlled, when PVP really begins? Isn't that the essence of all MMORPGs? ”

"What you say makes so much sense that I can't argue with it."

Sister Pomegranate next to her snorted, looking at the miserable corpse of the gray man who was still holding a headshot, and then swept her eyes to a student party next to her.

She asked in a strange tone:

"Little brother, did you fail three times? If you estimate that you will be disconnected again, why don't you make an appointment for a 'death service' in advance? ”

The student party "You Scholar Xiao Zhou" swallowed his saliva and glanced at the precarious flashing icon on the character card, indicating that his San value was about to bottom out.

The little brother gritted his teeth, dropped his weapon with a tragic face, grabbed the two witch hunter alchemy bombs on his waist, and shouted:

"For the big plan! For the victory of Lord Murphy! Oh!!! ”

After brushing the last wave of favorability before committing suicide, the traveling scholar Xiao Zhou rushed out with red eyes, and the moment the fourth SC failed, the bomb exploded, dragging the two unlucky little black to hell together.

"Such a warrior!"

The overly emotional First Lord Paliano was immediately encouraged by the loyalty of the warriors under Murphy's command, and he turned back to the innocent-looking Sallokdal and roared:

"Look! This is the bitter fruit of your brewing! Such a beautiful and solemn sacrifice, the blood of warriors was wasted, you! Sinful! ”

(End of chapter)