Online Games Plague Master

Changjian Henge said that he didn't hear it, and even if she heard it, she would ignore it.

She only does what she thinks is right and what she thinks is meaningful. She doesn't care what others think, she doesn't listen, let alone think about it, as long as she has a clear conscience.

Otherwise, do you care what everyone thinks? Care about everyone's words? How tiring is that?

More than a thousand members of the Youlong Guild who joined the battle were like rootless duckweeds struggling to survive in the strong wind, like a grain of sand sinking into the sea without causing any waves, they all died and returned to resurrection within a short period of time. Not one of Jian Henge's four summoned beasts died.

The battle was fierce

Although they had already died once, the revived people still looked normal, reorganized their lineup, and charged again with fighting spirit in their eyes.

When you get close, you can even see the faint smiles on the corners of their mouths, but they are still smiling?

once.

twice

three times

four times

The eyes of the onlookers have changed, the thoughts in their hearts have changed, the voice of complaining has become quieter, and the voice of cursing has disappeared. Are they really not afraid of death? Are they really so brave?

Is this necessary for a show? Need to die again and again? Do you need to die again and again?

Although there is only one word difference between death and death, the meanings in it are very different.

Many players seem to understand something:

It turns out that this is not a show, but the strength of a guild's unity, and the responsibility of a huge guild in times of crisis. They are protecting Xinshou Village in their own unique way.

Although the many players in the Youlong Guild were useless, they still managed to delay the collapse of the North Gate for a few seconds.

Send me out, I want to fight too, Lao Tzu's Xinshoucun Lao Tzu will protect me.

Me too, MD, I'm going to die anyway, what are you afraid of, Xinshou Village also has me, why only let the members of the Youlong Guild show the limelight.

Hey, whoever loves you is a bastard, open the door, I'm going to kill the enemy.

The enthusiasm of the players was completely ignited by everyone in the Youlong Guild, each of them screamed and wanted to join the battle with high fighting spirit.

Even the people in the Shoal guild were infected and influenced, and they all abandoned their boundaries to join the battle, taking out the responsibilities that the second guild of Xinshou Village should have.

People are emotional animals, so emotions are easy to mobilize. In a short while, nearly 300,000 steel troops crowded in front of the north gate, nearly half of the current number of Xinshou Village.

They stared ahead arrogantly, vowing to die together with those monsters, their fighting spirit reached its peak in an instant, and their aura reached its peak in an instant.

There was something different in Buzz's calm eyes at this moment: approval.

Although he has to serve the players due to the inherent procedures, he is still wary of people from another world and hides a slight hostility in his heart, but at this moment, looking at the players who have given everything for Xinshou Village, watching the fighting spirit gather Like a player in the torrent, his hardened heart was melted.

It turns out that they are so cute and innocent.

They used practical actions to win the appreciation and goodwill of Bass.

According to Bass' vision, many melee players should join the battle after the collapse of the North Gate to protect the Novice Village. At this time, they should recharge their batteries and prepare for battle.

But the player's enthusiasm is so high and so intense, he naturally has no reason to refuse.

In the next moment, many players were teleported out, facing the group of tough monsters, using their methods to protect the Novice Village, and using their ideas to defend the ideas in their hearts.

The monsters bit, hit, and slashed. Every second, there would be countless wounds on everyone's body, and they would die within three seconds at most.

They are like cannon fodder, no, worse than cannon fodder, the monsters are too terrifying!

But there is one exception, Qingtian.

At the beginning of the battle, Qingtian jumped down from the city wall to join the battle without hesitation, and there must be casualties every time he weighs.

And every time he is weighed, he goes directly into a state of nothingness, and monsters can't touch him or cause damage to him.

The attributes of monsters doubled at night, so Qingtian was also a little timid, for fear of being linked to some terrifying existence.

But even so, he had to pay the price of several deaths before he found out the general attributes of those monsters.

Without wisdom eye, it really hurts.

Players are all like this, how can the NPCs in Novice Village be independent?

The aunt who was supposed to be sitting in a tailor's shop sewing and mending, had already put aside her needlework and put on a dark armor to follow the crowd.

Although she is a woman and a sub-professional, she does not see any weakness or difficulty in waving the one-person-high shield in her hand, shielding players from wind and rain and blocking monster attacks.

Stinging, the monster's attack left a wound on its body, and blood gushed out like a stream. The tailor turned a blind eye and still held up the shield to fight for the output opportunities for the players behind.

NPCs are different from players. Once they are injured, they need a long time to recuperate, or they die and wait to be refreshed.

There is only one result of playing like Tailor Madam: death.

Ten minutes later, there were hundreds of wounds on the tailor's aunt, and the deepest one could see the deep bones. I can't imagine how painful it must be? But there was no expression on her face, not even a scream.

Some only have dissatisfaction with their own strength and resentment towards monsters.

After resisting for ten minutes and protecting dozens of players for ten minutes, the tailor aunt died.

The apprentices in the blacksmith's shop on the other side, like the tailor, rushed out holding the forging hammer tightly.

Although their strength is low, they have a lot of strength, and they can be compared with monsters and contribute their meager strength.

Buzz on the city wall looked at the jumping figure below, and unconsciously shed a tear in the corner of his eye.

These kids shouldn't be in the fight they're just .

Armor shop owners, jewelry shop owners, and weapons shop owners took out their best stocks to wear, and joined the battle with fire-breathing eyes.

How can there be eggs under the overturned nest? They all understand this truth, so they show 100% strength at this moment.

The soldiers and generals aided by the town followed Bath's order and stood still. They were the last hope of Xinshou Village, the last line of defense, and they should not die under the infinite torrent of monsters.

As fighters, but unable to fight, the feelings in their hearts can be imagined.

Xinshou Village players and NPCs unite as one, overcome difficulties together, and vow to live and die with Xinshou Village.

In the endless flow of death, Beimen's already precarious blood volume lasted for another half an hour.

The eleventh charge was also the nineteenth resurrection of Long Sword Henge. If she died again this time, she would have to be forced to go offline.

Even though Changjian Henge's face was pale, without any expression, but when she looked at her old brothers and friends beside her, there was still a trace of emotion and a trace of intolerance on her face.