Online Game Dungeon Master

Chapter 424 A Microcosm of Hell (2)

"I know." Frostmourne chatted privately with Shen Xuan, and after finishing, he showed a trace of imperceptible joy, then opened the map bar to study the situation in the north, and in the south--

the southernmost country, a large-scale Naga landing operation began.

The Naga tribe, players rarely have experience fighting against the Naga tribe, and they never thought that a marine creature could cause them such huge damage.

In just two hours, 23 villages and three towns in the south were slaughtered without any mercy, which seemed to foreshadow the other party's determination and decisiveness.

About 50,000 residents died, which was only the number for one day in the game. On the second day, that is, two hours later, the southern seaport of Ladis was attacked, the city lord Maron died in battle, 40,000 city defense troops were destroyed, and the remaining more than 100,000 people were driven to the ocean. Under the manipulation of the Naga warlock, a grand sacrifice ceremony was held, and the living people were directly offered to the devil in exchange for incomparable energy to support the construction of the city.

The tens of thousands of demons summoned by Ladis were transformed into a fortress. The dark clouds in the sky turned into a seductive red color. Big demons, lust demons and other hell creatures flew back and forth, and the Naga army was like a fish in water. They fought in the humid areas similar to the plains and the fallen areas similar to hell. The attribute enhancement was at least 10%, and they did not encounter any opponents at all.

The city is currently in the fourth stage. The scale of countless city defense facilities is beyond imagination. There are many layers of protection, and even a large number of fortresses, in order to ensure that the enemy will suffer greater casualties without support. Fighting around with the fortress as the center, the Naga will have no opponent as long as the elite of the Pale Hand and the Free Alliance do not participate.

Moreover, Shen Xuan took the risk of dividing the troops into dozens of routes. There were dozens of points fighting in a period of time, and each point dispatched Naga with sufficient strength. So far, HEAVEN, who has not thought that the enemy can borrow a navy, is helpless.

The north has increased its resistance to confuse the other side, and the players on WTP have done their best to cooperate with the south.

"The current situation is that the sect is no longer afraid of the punishment of the gods." STEEL reported. Unlike most players, he rationally believed that the lord would not cause greater casualties to the south, although so far, nearly a hundred territories have suffered devastating damage, resulting in losses of hundreds of millions.

"I am also not interested in Mormon's 'support'." SUN expressed contempt.

"I was born in the United States, but I don't think I'm an American... It's really an overconfidence to use anyone's values ​​to constrain our behavior." SUN then added, "The war in the other plane still depends on the attitude of the God of Plague and the God of Death. However, since the other party is no longer timid, it must have found a behind-the-scenes participant with enough weight. I think it would be difficult and not worth it even if the war wants to continue."

SUN said to himself, "The gate gave us a perfect enough answer, and we can only pick up some small benefits... I will let SLIVER take charge of the work in other places."

"Keep a close eye and contact the Pale Hand. This is not our war... STEEL."

Overnight, many American players boycotted the lords. They could not express their ideas with actual actions, but they could use other methods, such as writing a novel and drawing a comic, which are all good ways to attack opponents.

Among these players, the biggest one is probably SHEEP, which has always had business dealings with Dusk City. On the surface, HEAVEN and Dusk City are at war, but SHEEP still exports a large number of potions to Dusk City behind the scenes. As long as there is interest, there is nothing that cannot be friends.

And SHEEP suddenly announced to stop supplying medicine to Dusk City.

Many Americans thought SHEEP was a patriotic hero, and the external conflicts in SHEEP's territory were unimpeded.

But the fact is that SHEEP is still secretly exporting medicine to Dusk City, just in a different way, such as pretending to be robbed, so for these old-timers, it is normal to lie with open eyes, as long as they feel it is necessary.

Players from other countries have more business dealings with Dusk City. As the hub of the underground world, the importance of Dusk City is indispensable. Therefore, for small players, their core interests are not to choose a new backstage, but to cooperate with Dusk City.

So far, a few days have passed, and the public opinion pressure created by the Mormon Consortium has not yet formed sufficient momentum. As long as there is no general trend, Americans who dare to burn the national flag will naturally be more willing to pursue personal freedom.

What the Mormon Consortium needs is to further improve and modify the public opinion offensive to adapt to the complex situation.

Shen Xuan selected several relatively "honest" players from the WTP player team in the north to assist him in the southern battle, enriching the "senior generals" and making the battle seem easy. No matter how bad the WTP players are, no matter how unfamiliar they are with the battle of the marine army, they are still better than most Nagas. In terms of command ability, I am afraid that only a few races known for their wisdom can be compared.

One day later, the problem in the south spread among the player circle. The NPCs who did not know the truth were commanded by the players to set up defenses everywhere, such as sealing the sluice gates and adding guards to patrol the river, all of which were favorable measures to prevent the Nagas from taking advantage of sneak attacks.

Players have to stay awake because the war is about to reach their hometown. In order to prevent the city they have worked hard to build from being downgraded or disappearing, they have no way to give up their desire to continue the game.

The south has become the stronghold of evil forces, thanks to the three hundred thousand naga.

The God of Plague lay in his dream space full of poisonous weeds and smoke, looking down at his country of faith with a panic look on his face.

About five hundred territories to the south were a mass of maroon. There is neither grass nor wild beasts living there, and the smell of sulfur permeates the sky. Some new-born little devils can be seen flying across the sky, gnawing on the corpses that have not yet rotted on the ground, and some are busy pushing boulders and trees to build cities, trying to Turn the world into hell.

How abominable! It was really unbearable for him.

Could it be said that any devil supported their war? The God of Plague thought that the recent actions of the necromancer traveling north made him uneasy, but if it was true, he might have to tell his teacher.

The God of Plague left quietly. Before leaving, he made a vicious oath to sow the seeds of death in the south.

He is the god of plague, and he has mastered the power of death that scares mortals. The devils in hell cannot escape his curse.

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