Online Games Plague Master

This matter is not accomplished overnight, but the layout of nearly half a month.

At 6:30 p.m. on September 1st, following an order from the world, unprecedented chaos occurred in the Youlong Guild.

The sound of cracking, panic, and the sound of weapons handing over kept ringing.

Splendid explosion sparks, little sparks hit by weapons, the confused light in the eyes of the players bloomed crazily.

Looking at this scene, Changjian Henge stood in front of the meeting hall with calm eyes and calm heart.

For this scene, she didn't seem to worry about it at all, and she walked with her head held high and confident.

At this moment, there is no one around her, only her looking leisurely into the distance.

From the beginning to the end, she did not give a single order, like an old monk in meditation.

President? There are many traitors in the guild, and they blew up the gate of the guild. What should we do?

A certain player rushed to report, looking flustered.

President? The Tianxia Guild has attacked the second line of defense, what should we do?

In a few seconds, another player came to report.

After a while, several figures appeared in front of Chang Jian Hen Ge, and these people happened to be unknown to Chang Jian Hen Ge.

A smile appeared on the corner of Changjian Henge's mouth, and said lightly:

It was my negligence that allowed 'Tianxia' to deploy so many people, but I'm curious, why does 'Tianxia Guild' know that I have a plague bullet in hand? How dare they attack me, Youlong? Could it be that he is a fool?

Looking at the eight people in front of him, Changjian Henge sighed and said, holding the plague bullet in his hand.

The eight people looked at each other in private, surrounded Long Jian Hen Ge and launched an attack.

See their actions? move? equipment? These eight people? Are they all second-class masters?

The eight sub-first-class masters really look up to her long sword hate song.

Changjian Henge still stood motionless, with a mocking smile on his lips.

The world? I don't know what your background is, but you have offended someone you shouldn't have offended this time.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, the latest technology of the dwarves - the tracking arrow suddenly appeared behind the long sword Henge, and shot eight arrows instantly.

The eight first-class masters died instantly before their attacks landed on Changjian Henge. Changjian Henge looked at the front and sneered:

Since you're already here? Why don't you dare to show up? Let's talk? 'World'?

The long sword hates the song? Youlong is about to be shattered, I didn't expect you to be so calm, I don't know how long you can pretend?

The next second, 'Tianxia' appeared in front of Changjian Henge wearing purple-gold and dark-gold equipment, and glanced at the tracking arrow behind Changjian Henge with lingering fear.

Huh? Youlong Shattered? Why can't I see it?

Changjian Henge turned his head in doubt, and asked in puzzlement.

Do you think these are enough to destroy your wandering dragon?

'Tian Xia' heard Chang Jian Hen Ge's words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and with a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of figures appeared behind him, roaring in unison.

The waves of air and fighting spirit kept oppressing Chang Jian Hen Ge.

not enough.

Changjian Henge counted for fun, and said seriously.

'Tianxia''s face froze, he keenly sensed something was wrong.

Logically speaking, my plan should be perfect, there are no mistakes in every step, and every step is expected, why do I feel palpitations?

Do you know why I haven't let the guild members come back?

Changjian Henge smiled, like a coquettish mandala flower, and then casually dropped the plague bomb.

Those who have not seen the horror of the plague bomb have no impression of it at all.

'The World' is an obvious example, he never believed that a small item could make his hard work go to waste.

But at the moment when the plague bomb broke out, he had to believe it if he didn't believe it.

Few of the tens of thousands of players behind him persisted for three seconds before dying, while he himself was struggling to hold on.

The world? Your structure is too small? Do you know why I didn't let the members come back? That's because they went to another guild. Which guild do you think it is?

Changjian Henge looked at 'Tianxia' meaningfully, and sighed leisurely.

Originally thought that 'Tianxia' was a respectable opponent? I didn't expect to jump the clown.

Do it.

Changjian Henge coldly issued an order, and then a system notification sounded in Town No. 48:

Ding, the guild stone of the 'Tianxia Guild' was destroyed by the 'Youlong Guild', the resident disappeared, and the guild was disbanded.

Ding, the guild stone of the 'Under Heaven Guild'.

Ding.

The system prompts kept ringing, and the players in Town No. 48 were stunned.

Damn it? What's the situation? Didn't you just say that the 'Tianxia Guild' has a great advantage? Didn't you say that you have defeated the 'Youlong Guild'?

Your second uncle is still your second uncle after all, you are a mighty dragon.

'Tianxia Guild' was destroyed, now the 'Youlong' family is dominating.

Haha, playing with fire and setting yourself on fire, the Guild of the World is reaping the consequences of itself.

It's cool, I'm really cool, thank you for the long sword hate song.

This sentence came from the mouth of the 'zombie'. The World Guild was destroyed, so his brother naturally didn't need to fulfill the agreement. At this moment, he appeared in front of him with a smile on his face, and punched him hard.

Good brother, it's good to come back. I originally wanted to avenge you personally, but I didn't expect it.

I'm back, thank you for your hard work, I'm sorry for you.

Boss? I'm back.

Joy and laughter continued to ring out among the zombie and other guilds, and finally the presidents of the major guilds spontaneously bowed in the direction of You Long.

Although they are very reluctant to admit it, they still have to accept the love of Changjian Hege.

'Tianxia' slumped down on the stone steps of the Youlong Guild in a decadent state. Before he died, he took a hard look at Changjian Henge, and put down his harsh words:

I'll be back.

Chang Jian Hen Ge smacked his mouth twice, what are you doing back? Continue to die?

Long Sword Henge had noticed this incident long ago, but in order to eliminate some cancers in the guild, she could only resort to dangerous moves.

She felt it was worth wasting some resources and clearing out some scum.

President? This is the loss this time, take a look.

Xiao Ming quickly calculated the loss and handed the list to Changjian Henge.

Changjian Henge took a look at it, and his little heart suddenly jumped up and down. After a long time, he looked at Xiao Ming with difficulty and said:

So many? How come?

Nearly 90% of the city wall was lost? Thirty percent of the dwarves' equipment was lost. The decorations and props in the guild were all emptied, and more.

Xiao Ming wanted to continue talking, continue to roll his eyes at Chang Jian Hen Ge, but was stopped by Chang Jian Hen Ge.

My fault, my fault, I made a mistake in command, but they should drop their equipment when they die. Can you make up for a little loss?

A pile of silver and gold equipment makes up for the fart loss.

Xiao Ming yelled at Chang Jian Hen Ge violently.