The road of acting from Douluo

Chapter 864 The best ending is also a new beginning

The whole battle...it can't even be called a battle, it can only be said to be a complete crush, "Blue-faced Rakshasa" is like a young child in front of Luota.

Luota could easily dodge the attack of the "green-faced Rakshasa" just by turning sideways at will. At first, the "green-faced Rakshasa" thought that he might have underestimated the other party, but as time went by, his expression became more and more serious. .

"Why? Why can't it be hit? Is there a bug in the game?"

The attack speed and attack power of "Blue-faced Rakshasa" are among the top among YGGDRASIL players. In the competition between players, there is no doubt that the opponent must have a great advantage.

But the opponent of "Blue Faced Rakshasa" is Rota, who is a powerhouse beyond the gods. It is almost impossible to defeat Rota by relying on the skills in the game.

After playing with "Blue Faced Rakshasa" for a while, Luota finally lost interest.Rather than wasting time here with the "green-faced Rakshasa", it is better to capture the Great Tomb of Nazarick as soon as possible.

After parrying the opponent's slash again, Rota said in a low voice: "It's almost the end of the game. The priority of attacking the Great Tomb of Nazarick is ours."

Before "Blue Faced Rakshasa" could open his mouth, a dazzling thunder flashed, his blood volume was emptied, and a lot of equipment and props fell out of his backpack.

Rota doesn't like this kind of props. If the other party has a world-class prop, Rota may pay attention to it.

"President! The president was... defeated?"

The guild members of Blue Wind Fang froze when they saw such an astonishing result of the competition.

They didn't think about the fact that the president would lose at all, but the fact that they were so ruthless gave each of them a big mouth.

"According to the bet, we can give priority to attacking the Great Tomb of Nazarick. As for choosing someone from your guild? Forget it."

Rota beckoned to Momonga and the others mightily and domineeringly, "Get ready for the attack, everyone."

"Let's work hard together, for the sake of the future guild residence, we must win the Great Tomb of Nazarick today!" Taqimi waved the silver giant sword, instantly boosting the morale of the entire team.

With the benefit of the high morale of the entire team, the most difficult Nazarick Tomb was successfully won by the "ten suicide points" led by Momonga.

After the Great Tomb of Nazarick was set up as a guild residence, it could still accept challenges from foreign guilds.But this is not the so-called strategy dungeon, but a normal PVP session.

If other players still have thoughts about the Great Tomb of Nazarick, they can forcibly seize the Great Tomb of Nazarick from Momonga and others through guild warfare.But the premise is that they have the ability to defeat the Flying Squirrel Guild, otherwise they will just lose their combat power in vain.

After successfully occupying the Great Tomb of Nazarick, all the members of the guilds stationed around evacuated.It is true that they are envious of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, but they are not fools. With a top powerhouse like Sikong Zhen stationed there, as long as players with a slightly normal mind will choose to give up.

Successfully occupying the Great Tomb of Nazarick is just the first step. If you want to build a complete guild, you can't do it with just a guild resident.

The guild resident is just the overall framework, with the framework, the next thing is the highlight.The construction of the guild and the formulation of NPCs are the most important.

In order to ensure the stable development of the guild in the future, Fei Shu held the first guild meeting not long after.

The meeting place is in the conference hall that comes with the Great Tomb of Nazarick. A slender table is placed in the center of the conference hall. There are delicate seats on both sides of the table, which can accommodate more than 20 people.

After everyone was seated, Momonga officially held a meeting.

"First of all, thank you for your unremitting efforts during this period. Without your help, we would not have been able to successfully capture the Great Tomb of Nazarick. Here, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to everyone present here."

"Fong Shu-san, don't be so restrained, we are very happy when we are together." The Bubble Teapot moved its slimy body, comforting Momonga with great interest.

"Bubble Teapot has already said everything we wanted to say, so you don't have to be too out of touch with Fei Shu-san." Cui Yulu narrowed her eyes and said slowly in a gentle voice.

"Okay, I understand. Then, from today on, "ten people's suicide points" will officially become a thing of the past, and we will also start a new future." Momonga raised his arms and shouted, his whole body was extremely excited.

The current Momonga doesn't have a passive skill that compels calmness after crossing, so it doesn't make people feel strange to have obvious mood swings.

But soon they are all going to be the president, so they have to be more prudent.

"Ahem, Momonga, calm down, don't be too naive." Rota had to remind him.

Momonga has also noticed his gaffe, and it's okay to celebrate appropriately, but the appearance he showed just now is like a child, which is really embarrassing.

"Understood, Brother Sikong. Cough cough, now the meeting officially begins. First of all, the guild of our dreams has already taken the most basic form, and the future construction is inseparable from everyone's efforts."

"Before officially starting to assign work, it is still necessary for us to elect a member to become the president of the guild. Of course, the president of the guild does not mean that the rank is higher than others, but is responsible for managing the daily affairs of the guild. Everyone is equal. Yes. After all, the Great Tomb of Nazarick is not like other guilds where the president dominates, and each of us can perform the duties of the president. The election of the president is just for more convenient management of the guild."

"This election uses anonymous voting. Everyone can choose the person they think is suitable to serve as the chairman. In the end, the person with the most votes will be the chairman. What do you think?"

No one had any opinion on Fei Squirrel's proposal. Although Fei Squirrel was not the strongest in battle, it was the most responsible in handling affairs.It is precisely for this reason that no one in the audience objected.

The voting session ended in a short while, and the final result was not surprising at all. Momonga defeated Taqimi and Rota to become the guild president with as many as 5 votes.

In other people's eyes, Taqimi's personality is very forthright, and he has an advantage in performing tasks, but it is not so suitable for handling guild affairs.

Sikong Zhen can be said to be the ceiling of their entire team's combat power, but his personality is sometimes too cold, and he is not suitable for the position of president.

Although Momonga doesn't have any outstanding advantages, Sheng is relatively balanced in all aspects, and he is a very suitable candidate to be the president of the guild.

"Then I will ask for your advice from now on, President Momonga!" Takimi laughed heartily, and patted Momonga's shoulder heavily.

Listening to the sound of fragmentary bones colliding from the flying squirrel, there was an illusion that the flying squirrel was about to fall apart.

Bringing Taqimi back to his place, Momonga continued: "Go to the next link, the production of NPCs. Everyone should know that the Great Tomb of Nazarick has the highest 3000 NPC production points, right? In the guild, the existence of NPCs is absolutely indispensable, so consider Considering the needs of each member, NPC production points also need to be allocated reasonably? If you have any ideas, you can discuss them with me!"

As soon as these words came out, Taqimi, Bubble Teapot, and Cuiyulu raised their hands first. Seeing the fanatical and excited expressions on their faces, Momonga also sighed helplessly. It seems that everyone is still the most interested in making NPCs. look forward to.

"Boss Sikong, don't you plan to make NPCs?" Wuren Jian Yulei asked in a thick voice.

"NPC? I'm not interested in this, so I won't waste precious points. But you, if you have an idea, you can tell Momonga in time."

"To tell you the truth, we also have the idea of ​​making NPCs, but let's talk about it after Taqimi and the others finish their report."

"Well, after all, there are 3000 points, as long as they are allocated reasonably, there will be no shortage of them."

After all, Rota got up and left the meeting hall, and he will not participate in this session.

Even though Rota was already far away from the meeting hall, he could still hear the laughter coming from the meeting hall.

No matter how popular a phenomenal game is, it will eventually come to an end.More than 10 years have passed since the server of YGGDRASIL opened without knowing it, and the originally bustling Tomb of Nazarick has become extremely deserted at this time.

The time span of more than ten years is enough to change a lot of things. The partners who were active in the game in the past are all in real-life work, and the time to be on the game is getting less and less.

After all, the game is just a game, just a way of entertainment and relaxation, and the real life is the most important thing to pay attention to.

Today was the day when YGGDRASIL's server was shut down. Momonga sat silently in the meeting hall, looked at the empty seats on both sides, and sighed heavily.

With the passage of time, many guild members left the game, only Momonga loved YGGDRASIL from beginning to end.

Thinking that today is the closing date of YGGDRASIL's server, Momonga wanted to gather his companions who hadn't seen each other for a long time to witness the end of the game.

It's a pity that things backfired. Just now, Heluo Heluo, who had already agreed to it, also went offline early due to physical reasons. In the end, only Momonga was left in the huge Nazarick tomb.

"Takimi, Brother Sikong, Bubble Teapot, Hei Luo He Luo, Bu Niu Meng, Peroroncino, Jian Yu Lei, Yan Lei, Cui Yu Lu, Urbert..." The flying squirrel silently recited each The name of a guild member seems to be remembered after doing it.

Seeing that it was almost zero o'clock, Momonga got up and left the conference hall, and it seemed that there would be no companions present.It's better to take advantage of the last time to appreciate the Nazarick Tomb for the last time.

Momonga didn't feel sad because of the absence of his companions. He understood that these friends of his were forced to give up the game due to life reasons, which was nothing more than a normal thing.

Momonga came to the main hall of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, looked at the guild weapons inlaid on the wall, and Momonga reached out to take it off.

This guild weapon modeled after the Hermes scepter condensed the painstaking efforts of all guild members. The moment Momonga touched it, Momonga immediately felt the heavy weight of the guild weapon.

Sitting slowly on the high throne, Momonga waved his hand, and a group of maids came to Momonga led by an old man in a black suit.

These guys are all NPCs made by his partners. Looking at them, Momonga seems to see his partners.

Next to the throne, a beautiful and outrageous female succubus was wearing a white gown with a beige spider web pattern, silently watching Momonga with gentle and calm eyes.There is also a pair of jet-black wings growing around her waist, adding a bit of stability and elegance to this beautiful succubus.

"Albedo, the NPC made by Cuiyulu, I really miss her, I haven't seen her for a long time..."

Momonga weighed the guild weapon in his hand, and then looked at Albedo beside him, a little bad thought came to his mind.

"Since it's time for the final farewell, it doesn't matter if you look at Albedo's settings for a while?"

You know, in the cognition of Momonga, Cui Yulu is a full-fledged setting maniac, and it is estimated that she must have spent a lot of thought when making Albedo.

Momonga held the guild weapon and lightly pointed in front of Albedo, and a detailed data panel appeared in front of his eyes.

Looking at the dense content on the panel, Momonga felt dizzy for a while. Although he was mentally prepared, he was still taken aback.

With such a complicated setting, the remaining time is definitely not enough to read.Momonga glanced roughly and swiped to the end position.

"Oh? This setting is quite interesting!"

I saw that the last line in Albedo's setting panel reads: "Albedo respects every supreme being, especially Mr. Sikong Zhen."

Flying Squirrel wasn't surprised at all. Although Sikong Zhen didn't talk much in the guild, he was actually warm-hearted.When his guildmates ask him for help, he will not hesitate to help.

It is also because of this that Sikong Zhen is very popular in the Nazarick Tomb.It can be seen from the small details such as setting NPC in Cuiyulu.

Momonga fumbled for his chin, and with a smirk, used the guild weapon to tamper with Albedo's final setting, and added "I love Sikong Zhen deeply."

After the repair was completed, Momonga was still nervously looking around for fear of being discovered.

But apart from him, there are only those dull NPCs left in the entire guild, who will never be discovered.

Taking a last look at Albedo, Momonga looked at the countdown on the upper left corner, and it would be zero in less than 30 seconds, so let him accompany the Great Tomb of Nazarick to complete the final journey.

Anyway, after the time has passed, he will be forced to log out by the authorities, so there is no need to worry about any problems.The last 30 seconds were extremely long in the eyes of Momonga, and within a second, countless pictures appeared in his mind.

"Farewell, Nazarick...Farewell, YGGDRASIL...Farewell, youth..."

Momonga closed his eyes and waited silently for the system to automatically log him out. From now on, the Great Tomb of Nazarick could only live in his memory.

The countdown time reached zero, and just when Momonga thought he was about to be forced to log out, a strange scene happened.

The countdown has changed from 00:00 to 00:01, and it is still flowing, which also makes Momonga a little confused. Has the operator of YGGDRASIL changed his mind?But why was such a major event not notified in advance?
All kinds of doubts gradually filled Momonga's mind, no, no, he must calm down.

(End of this chapter)