The three gods are a bit of style.

After seeing that the players of the second team battle "Divine Power Plus" had penetrated the gnolls' positions, and had once again broken the gnoll's morale with the enhancement of the whiptail battle banner and the blessing of bloodthirstiness, they tacitly withdrew the enhancements they had given.

It's just a matter of showing strength and giving a little sweetness to this kind of thing.

If you give too much or give frequently, it won't have that kind of attraction, not to mention, they should always have a bit of style as gods, they can't really run to lick these foreigners, these guys do have a promising future, but they still need time to grow, and the gods also understand this truth if they can't pull out the seedlings to help them.

Tonight's miraculous victory was a gift from the three gods to the Transansians, and any young player with a little conscience should return to the temple of the Crimson Keep after the battle to put a few pillars of incense and a few sacrifices, and by the way, get into a religion or something.

They certainly know that this is a bunch of unbelievers.

But it doesn't matter, the so-called devout believers can't be so thorough, decisive and perfect in the service of the gods, and in the face of the perfect value they show, they just believe in it, and if they don't, they don't have it.

Anyway, as righteous gods, they don't need faith to maintain their existence, even the rookie of the three gods, Vam, bases his existence on the belief of the barbarians, he is the main god of the Western Saharian barbarians, and the beliefs of the alien race mean little to him.

"Well, it's a pity that the powerful power is gone, the time of happiness is always short-lived."

Miss Pinkie, who had just opened a peerless "Golden Peach" with her best friend Liwen Knight and the players in the Gnoll Army Formation, regretfully felt the dissipation of the additional power on her body.

Although she had been in charge of loot recovery for the past ten days, and occasionally she could scoop up a few gnolls' heads to brush up on her military exploits, tonight's battle was too refreshing and uplifting, and after she and her best friend were summoned to the battlefield by Lao Qin, Pinkie almost did not hesitate to enter the battle.

She had chopped off the heads of more than forty gnolls with her own hands, and it was her first delightful victory against them.

Of course, Becky's personality doesn't really care about the strengthening of the gods, and she feels that even without the strengthening of the three gods, she can still win tonight against the brave Transnsians.

Liwen Knight had a different opinion on this, after all, it didn't sound reliable for a thousand players to break through the elite army of thousands of gnolls head-on.

Liwen admits that the will to fight is indeed strong, and the speed at which they grow without fear of death is terrifying, but they would not have been able to do so without the overly generous reinforcement of the three gods tonight.

In fact, after entering the battlefield and observing that the three gods were clearly deliberately showing their power to the players and tempting them to serve the gods in this way, Liwen "consulted" the Eastern Holy Spirit, and if Ao also wanted to participate in it, then she, as the chosen one, could also help.

However, Ao apparently has little interest in this "faith game".

Besides, the realm of the Eastern Holy Spirit is too far away from here for the power of the Astral Dragon to be exerted by Liwen, but even if the players' hearts are full of loyal thoughts to serve the "Lord Ao", they will not be able to cross the entire Dark Mountains to reach the western realm of the ancient kingdom of Callum now.

So, just be a quiet beautiful man.

Just look through the eyes of the Chosen One as Avalon, Sue and Vam go through the cracks of battle for the loyalty of their players, after all, there aren't many opportunities to see the ever-arrogant and lofty gods in this "dog-licking" stance.

"Huh"

After the end of the "arms show" session of the three gods, at the moment when the divine power ebbed, Murphy fell from the sky with precise time, and landed in the player's encirclement of Hurley.

The Lord of the Translancians had killed at least three hundred gnolls that night, and he had been maintaining the Crimson Secret Energy with a seeping smell of blood, and the continuous killing tonight alone made Murphy's Crimson Secret Mastery soar like a rocket.

The blood he extracted tonight had almost caught up with the flow of a small stream, and such a "tyrannical trip" also made Murphy's momentum finally break through his previous gentle posture at this time, and become infiltrating and dangerous.

It's like a sharp blade unsheathed in the cold winter at night, the knife is cold, and the person is even colder!

He stared at the hundreds of elite gnolls and their leader, Archoverseer Hurley, who were still trapped in the beasts in front of him, shook the bloodless hot molten sword in his hand, and said in a deep voice:

"You have taken the treasure of the Transansians, it belongs to one of my warriors! This is a terrible humiliation, and it must be repaid tenfold painfully! You! Hurley, Grand Overseer of the Whiptail Clan, you're dead today!

But we Transansians worship the brave, and dare to step into our hunting grounds, which proves your courage, and I will give you a mercy.

Come on.

Take your pick!

Pick your undertaker for tonight. ”

Murphy's hot blade swung forward, and in the agitation of the players, Iron Fist Turner, the white knight Natalie, and the summoned Master Kudell appeared from the other three directions.

In terms of the speed of the players' killing just now and the frequency of resisting the impact of the jackals, Lao Qin's support points in his hands that are growing rapidly can be regarded as a real luxury tonight, but unfortunately the divine power of the three gods is too powerful, and with their blessings, the final battle of this deathmatch seems to be easy.

But this kind of light-hearted battle is not lacking in epic plots, after all, the three gods are all focusing on the war in Translasia, and the wonderful experience of divine power is even more addictive to every player on the battlefield.

Let's think about it again, this is the last activity in the closed beta stage.

The development team took this opportunity to pull out the gods who were always hiding in the previous plot and went through the cutscenes to brush their faces and familiarize themselves, and besides, the players did not get the three gods strengthened in the first ten days.

They survived until the last battle on their own, and they were fully qualified to be proud!

The only pity is that the three gods give reinforcement is not invincible, this reinforcement is based on the increase of their own strength, so it is difficult for the newcomers to survive to the last moment of a frontal fight of this scale when they get the reinforcement.

Lao Qin and the 671 people beside him are all the players who are still alive.

This is the number left after the second regiment and the third regiment have exhausted all the reserve manpower, in other words, if Lao Qin did not accept the cooperation request of the happy stick at the beginning, he would rely on the second regiment to be tough here, even if it was strengthened by the three gods, they would also be wiped out.

The template of the Dark Mountain Gnoll is too tough!

These creatures created by the Eden District as security personnel are natural warriors, and humans are not on the same level as them at all, even vampire templates will be numerically crushed by these guys, and they are only the remnants of the Golden Age.

Not even a shadow.

"Pick and choose, choose one of the four of us to be your last opponent in life!"

Amid the shouts of the players, Murphy stared at Overseer Hurley and said in a deep voice:

"This is how the Translancians responded to provocations."

"Phew!"

Murphy's request led Hurley to spat hard at his feet.

Its grim gaze swept over the great circle of the Transansians, and it could see the burning battlefield around it and its compatriots fleeing below midnight.

It's not to blame these guys for being crushed by fear.

Even the most crazy gnolls would be terrified when they saw a group of mortal warriors armed with the divine power of the three gods slaughtering in an invincible state, and at this moment, Hurley wished that the gnolls could also have their own gods.

The guys of the Bloodscar Clan say that the Lord of the Hunt will inevitably be born in this Black Plague. Yes, the Lord of the Hunt must be born!

Otherwise, the embarrassing failure he faces in front of him is the future of the jackals.

But Murphy's so-called benevolence did not make the Gnoll Overseers feel any kindness, and it knew that this so-called selection was nothing more than reducing itself to a gladiator and using its last life to amuse these bastards.

Hurley didn't want his life to end up like this.

So it got up and shouted in an awkward human voice:

"I'm not going to fight you! Vampire dogs, it's not you who have routed my army, it's these Transans, even by the standards of gnolls, who are true warriors! So, I'm going to fight them!

I'm a soldier, an overseer.

I want to die on the battlefield and not in the gladiatorial arena for your amusement! So, Translansians, do you dare?

Do you dare to take on the challenge of the Whiptail Clan's Grand Overseer? ”

"! This old boy is so arrogant, I'll come! ”

Niu Niu shouted and stepped forward with a flail and a bone shield.

His sports students immediately followed, staring at the arrogant defeated general with unkind eyes.

The gnoll-style flail and shield in Niu Niu's hand also made Hurley raise his eyebrows, this is obviously a weapon belonging to the Bite Bone Clan's overseers, no wonder these Transanians are not afraid of them, these guys have fought with the gnolls of the Dark Mountains before and won, and they use the enemy's weapons for their own use, and the people are really strong.

It's not just the sports students who aren't afraid, but the other players aren't afraid at all.

Brother Cat and his brothers walked out of the crowd, and the two great mentors of the Shadow Trace Sect would definitely not allow themselves to miss such fun, Sister Pomegranate in hiding sneered and popped out her battle claws, she was eager to try how much advantage her new tactics could play in heads-up.

"Heads-up or group fighting?"

As the temporary adjutant of the commander Lao Qin, the happy stick also stepped forward with a sword and shield, and he shouted:

"Why don't you send out twenty people and kill the last one who is still standing? Do you dare a jackal who pretends to be a tough guy? ”

"Hehe, the general of the defeated army who has been beaten down four times by our black plague still dares to say such big things?"

Hurley sneered and waved his hand, and the Gnoll Warrior with the Clan's banner on his back stood up in his guard, and it itself stood up with the Vam Decapitator and roared:

"We're here, come on! Transansians, let's see how long you can hold out without the support of the false gods! ”

Seeing the conflict resume, Murphy's eyes rolled around, and he stepped forward and raised his hand, and the player's side immediately quieted down, listening to the main NPC's speech.

"We'll show you the courage of the Translansians."

Murphy snapped:

"I could even let your soldiers go, and let these fools, who have been frightened and are still pretending to be brave, leave with your banners, but you. . . Hurley Whiptail, you are not eligible to choose whether to be a soldier or die as a gladiator.

In your hand is Vam's battle axe, the heirloom of Count Sico and the supreme treasure of Transnesia! Berserkers favor Warriors, so end it all the Berserker's favorite way.

You challenge Transencia alone!

40 pcs!

40 kills is the line of victory, if you win, Vam will be yours to behead, and if you lose, your head will be sent to the Crimson Keep to adorn our banner.

Berserker!

I invite you to witness this moment! ”

At Murphy's invitation, Vam's roar blew like a scorching wind across the corpse-strewn land, a circle of blood-red streamers burning on the ground, and the burning runes of war of the Western Saharians dancing in its firelight.

Obviously, this is the battlefield that the Berserkers are preparing for the final battle of the night.

Hurley carried a whiptail banner behind his back and fearlessly jumped into it with an axe, making a defiant humiliating gesture to the players.

Murphy ignored it at all, turned to look at tonight's commander Lao Qin, and said:

"Warriors, you won this battle, and it was you who stayed here for nearly twenty days to buy Lord Heather enough time to deploy his troops, so this land and the Black Flame Pass owe you a favor.

Hurley has already lost.

But it thinks that its brute force can frighten the Transansians, and that we will crush its foolish ideas with practical actions.

But I will give you the power to put an end to this.

You can go up together, or you can take turns attacking, and no one will blame you! ”

"I chose to an important plot branch, Qin Ye."

It was the first time for Lao Qin to face this situation, and Brother Bang reminded him in a whisper beside him:

"Your choice will directly affect the direction of this plot, according to my analysis, if we follow the traditional 1v1, we can win and win the favor of Vam. If it is 1v40, Vam may condemn us for not being able to win, but there will be no shortage of loot. ”

“1V1？”

Lao Qin's eyes widened and he said:

"It's impossible to win, right? This is a group boss.,1V40 I think it's enough.,We only have one chance to challenge.,It's over if you lose.。 ”

"Then 1V5!"

The cat brother next to him came up with an idea and said:

"That guy is stronger than us, I learned about the barbarian traditions in Transcia before, and Vam's gladiatorial challenge is to balance the strength, even on the other side of the Ice Bay, the barbarians challenge their war chiefs in groups of five.

Because the berserker doesn't like to watch one-sided crushing.

In this way, we can try seven times, the brothers in the back can summarize the experience and skills of the previous ones, we can also grind its HP, and both the Winning Wine and the Last Fight Charm can be used.

Don't worry, Qin Ye, win steadily! ”

"Good!"

Lao Qin made up his mind, he turned back to Murphy and said:

"Then, Lord Doge, we will challenge the Gnoll's Overseer in groups of five, and we will let it see the courage of the Transanians burning like a thousand suns! It can't take anything from Translancia tonight except shame and death. ”

After speaking, Lao Qin didn't give Brother Mao a chance to play, he turned around and shouted:

"Tomatoes, cucumbers, sweet potatoes and tofu, follow me! We're the first on! You awesome guys stay at the end, and let my old bones get over first. ”

Qin Ye grinned and laughed, grabbed his Mosin Nagant and a gold-burning bullet, and strapped explosives to himself, took a deep breath and stepped into the battle circle in front of him with his team.

He looked at the gnoll in front of him and scolded:

"You're the Overseer, I'm the Commander, and I may not be able to beat you, but I'll let you know that you never want to make it through this path we guard! It's like you'll never want to set foot in Transcia again.

Idiot!

It's protected by us, and you don't want to destroy every plant or tree until we die! ”

"Oh, old thing."

Hurley's eyes lit up with a fierce glint as he smirked and pounced on him with his axe, shouting:

"We're going to kill your home, we're going to burn it down, we're going to kill your wife and children, we're going to spit on your corpse! This is the Black Plague! This is the roar of the gnolls in response to the world! You won't be the first, and you won't be the last!

Die! ”

"Bang"

The tomahawk that was slashed down was resisted by a sour cucumber and tofu with a tower shield.

The tower shield was simply unable to resist in front of the axe blade of the Vam decapitator, and was quickly torn apart, but Lao Qin grabbed the spear with the bayonet and stepped forward to pierce it fiercely, and with the fire support of sweet potato roast and ketchup, a bayonet stabbed into Hurley's waist and abdomen.

Lao Qin's eyes were burning with fire, obviously he had drunk the decisive wine just now.

He knew he couldn't win, but his squad was playing for the second warband, and even if he couldn't, he would give the bastard a bite and make it hurt to the core.

When Hurley roared and kicked away the student party in front of him, and pulled Lao Qin in front of him with his claws to grab his shoulders and prepare for execution, Qin Ye smiled and pulled a wire, igniting all the explosives tied to his body, and activating the last battle spell.

He whispered:

"Then try it, bastard!"

"Boom"

A loud bang represented Lao Qin's final counterattack, and even if the other four student party were easily killed by Hurley with an axe, the perfect combination of the decisive wine and the last fight still made it tremble.

The second group of five men stepped into the arena under the leadership of Brother Bang, and Hurley saw the tiebreaker on their waists and the last fight spell in their hands, which made the Gnoll Overseers realize a terrible result.

These lunatics didn't even think they would survive!

They will use their own lives as a direct means of killing the enemy, and forty consecutive decisive attacks and last stands, not to mention Hurley's veteran silver, even a golden man will definitely be injured here.

You can't win on your own!

No, you can't live on your own.

It turned to look at Murphy at the front of the crowd, unable to understand how this vampire had turned his army into such a bunch of madmen who would do whatever it took to win?

Murphy responded with a perfect smile in response to Hurley's doubts, but didn't bother to answer the question.

Gnolls won't understand.

Until Hogg reshapes their overly crazy civilization, they will never get an answer to this question.

"Oh, Transansian, not bad!"

The Berserker's uncompromising admiration rang in Murphy's ears, and it was clear that the uncompromising madness of the Gentile warriors of Translancia was very appreciative and satisfying.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Murphy whispered:

"Your legacy is also welcome to Transasia, Lord Vam."

(End of chapter)