Not a big brother for many years [Quick Transmigration]

And next, the players who chose the archer profession are not only quickly training the target standard of bows and arrows, but also desperately leveling.

Levels are very important in this game.

After the level is high, the player's built-in ability to recover blood every five seconds, in the eyes of low-level players, it is an undead monster that can't lose blood no matter how hard it is hit.

But it is another matter for the player to beat the monster. Once the monster's defense is broken, unless the hatred is pulled out, the monster will not be able to recover blood, and it is destined to end up being ground to death.

To eat!

To cook people's souls.

The battle really started.

As the commander-in-chief, Zhong Huan stood in front of all the players, followed by the eight ministers who had all returned, including Zhong Weiwen.

The players, who regard each other as tool people, are no longer obsessed with the strange senses of fighting side by side with NPCs, but all of them are waiting for Zhong Huan's order with clear goals.

Maybe Zhong Huan has always been a salty fish in his own eyes, he hasn't done anything serious, and he has always been so calm, and he can even be called calm.

But not for players.

When there is nothing left, it is the king who encourages them to produce and shows them the direction of development.

After finally being a little bit capable, when they thought they were invincible, it was they who resisted the tragic reality and let the players understand that the reality is more terrifying than imagined.

A game may be a game, but an NPC is not just a piece of data.

Someone once said that the first place where intelligence is produced is the virtual network, and then they will become real people.

What's more, why bother with these things when everyone is a cook.

All the players were looking at Zhong Huan with bright eyes.

And the NPC recognized by them, the king recognized by them, also pulled out his own sword from the scabbard hanging around his waist.

The sound of the loudspeaker rang in my ears, it was clear, and it made people feel the breath of life.

The existence of the speaker does not make people feel noisy, it is just to let every player hear Zhong Huan's voice clearly.

At the most comfortable decibels.

"I am the Lord of Konghong, even the weak ones. Maybe I won't be taken seriously by you. But I will never allow you to invade my Konghong!"

Maybe he is just a useless NPC, but even if he is weak, even a useless emperor, he should be at the forefront of the battlefield to protect his people, even if they have immortal bodies, this is the principle, This is also the bottom line.

To put it simply, his level in this game is actually not very high, just like the eight NPCs who died one after another a long time ago, their level is fifty, so Zhong Huan's level is also fifty .

Being in a coma for a long time did not allow him to gain experience by lying down.

He doesn't feel that he needs to use the combat power of the rules. He only wants to use his own skills, and at the same time, the biggest thing is to use the power he can give to motivate the players to move towards the final goal.

Zhong Huan always feels that the existence of games is not just for people to pass the time and enjoy themselves. It can even be said that many times the game can only make people feel angry. up inside.Why do games make people unhappy and sad, but they still want to play?

Because it is a free world that belongs to us, which may not be recognized by many people, but only the players in it will understand, the real world!

Now, this holographic game is controlled by us!

For the first time, Zhong Huan discovered that he was a follower.

It was also the first time he realized that maybe he could keep calm all the time, maybe he would have occasional emotional ups and downs, but most of the time he felt that he should do that from a rational point of view before he would act like that. I was completely ignited by the blood that was gradually burning in my heart.

It is precisely because travelers never think of things as old people that they can always feel the beauty of things.

I live, I exist.

I am here at this moment, and I will definitely dominate this battle!

Any script or plan, it's all bullshit!

Deep in everyone's heart there are demons who can't use reason and thinking, and their existence itself represents impulse.But this devil can be shown to the enemy and the enemy in the game world.

And the enemy will definitely face the real terrorists coming from the abyss!

It was obviously just a group of players, but the countless murderous auras that appeared behind Zhong Huan and directed towards the three clans quickly changed the atmosphere of the entire space.

Players who were always paying attention to the battlefield found that there was an extra buff under their health bar.

[Murderous: The attributes of all races under this buff are increased by 20.00%. 】

So, unreasonable.

If the evil spirits released in the heart are not to hurt others or themselves, but just to defend their homeland on the battlefield, maybe the existence of these evil spirits can also be transformed into angels with a halo.

Zhong Huan brandished the sword in his hand, and rushed into the battlefield at level [-].

At this moment, even Zhao Chen, who has been in charge of complaining, can no longer control his body trembling. The feeling of being unable to control himself will not make people feel terrible at all times, it will only make people feel that their hearts seem to be overflowing with a kind of Unspeakable emotions.

"The first unit, all members move forward!"

The long sword in Zhong Huan's hand was pointed straight ahead, his voice was as pleasant as ever, but the high pitch showed his excitement.

For all fighter players, theoretically, their mobility cannot be standardized enough to make a deafening sound with just one step, but at this moment they did it.

Hundreds of thousands of warriors took a single step in a unified and even exact manner, like machines, as if they were being manipulated, but the unspeakable aura made even the leaders of the three clans unable to bear it. There is a feeling of wanting to retreat.

Even though they know the enemy they can easily kill...

But all the fighters did not retreat at all. There are more than [-] fighters, it is no big deal, so what if they die?

This country is what we have created bit by bit.

There's laughter, there's shit, there's a lot of sad and happy, joy and anger.

Here is the game——!

A game that will eventually be conquered by players!

As the mind of a sensible person thinks.

"The humans of the so-called first unit will die. Maybe they are not as good as cannon fodder, but why do they do this?"

Some of the elves couldn't help asking about their queen.

But he didn't receive a reply, because the queen of the dark elves couldn't answer the question either.

Knowing that the clansmen would become cannon fodder, why did the king with a long sword in his hand still command them to charge forward as always?Or do you think the enemy will take pity on them?

The voice of the Dark Elf Queen was a little suffocated. Although she was a love brain, the atmosphere on the battlefield at this moment was particularly dangerous, and she was not allowed to continue to be a fool.

She could only open her eyes and watch tens of thousands of human warriors die under the bows and arrows of the dark elves, and fall to the ground without a sound under the sharp claws of the monster race.

They even killed each other amidst the charm of the mermaid's singing, but they never stopped pushing forward their battle line little by little.

Immediately after half of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and players in the first army fell, Zhong Huan said again, "The second army, go to battle!"

There are countless teams of mages for output. Except for all the shooters in this battle, the other troops are all cannon fodder. Those players are not unaware, but they never thought of going to the NPC to switch occupations before the start of today's battle. shooter.

So what?They are players!

When the so-called death can get something more precious than death.Death is nothing.

Now, many players no longer consider how much benefit they can gain in this battle, and how much they can brag about with new players in the future.

They simply felt the heat.

And killing the enemy will solve this hot feeling.

The process is not important, the result is the most important.

Mage players, assassin players, and support players were all eliminated by the three races, but most of the weapons and means of resistance in the opponent's hands had been used.In the end, it must be the stage where the shooter players shine, but the contributions of other players will definitely not be let down.

At this moment, it is still Zhong Huan who can reward all players.

Skeletron is one step away from becoming the god of this world.

The planners who made the gods could only stand in the background and watch the unbelievable madness that occurred after the battle started.

Until a planning voice said with some difficulty, "Do they really fucking regard this as the real world, the real battlefield?"

"There is no falsehood in God-making, because they are fighting at this moment, that is, on the battlefield."

The voice of the reply was extremely quiet, but the planners' bodies were a little stiff. When they turned their heads, they didn't expect it to be the chief planner and producer of the game Constructing God, the so-called boss.

While the other planners froze, the chief planner smiled.

Of course he knew why the other planners were stiff. When they were warned by Skeleton King, these planners had already thought of what the players might suffer.

And this means that when the game of making gods is no longer under the guidance and control of game planning and game companies, it means that the lives of all players in it are no longer in the game safety manual.

Hundreds of thousands to millions of players are likely to die in their indifference.

Who would have believed that games could become the real world?

But what if it is true?

The planners didn't expect it.But in this era, the profits that games can get are calculated in tens of billions or even hundreds of billions.There was once a game that became popular all over the world, and even directly became the source of half of the income of all the companies under the company.

A profit of [-]% can make people crazy, and the amount calculated in hundreds of billions is enough to make people crazy, and even willingly abandon their own brains.son

But simply this game has no intention of harming players.

The chief planner just told the other planners with a smile, "Don't worry, don't worry, I won't fire you."

"It's just that you should pay, the price you should pay..."