Welcome Back To the World Game

The muzzle that wandered at night spit out a deep purple energy wave, and the bullet rotated at a high speed, breaking into people's heads.

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The head exploded and the body fell to the ground, causing deep panic.

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As long as someone shows up on the deck or stands at the window, they will meet this extremely terrifying blow. This bullet, no matter what defensive props the player uses, will be shot in the head, and the bullet will not be missed, without exception.

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It was as if the **** of death hovered above their heads, just waiting for the opportunity to harvest life, and they had no resistance at all.

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"There is a sniper in the direction of coordinates (298, 198)! Damn, he's still a strong sniper." In the cabin, Augustus got the news, tore off the cigar in his mouth, and irritably pushed the enchanting woman aside.

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"How come this kind of sniper player has only appeared until now, and it is specially aimed at us!"

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He clutched his scalp vigorously, feeling extremely irritable.

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Hot weapon players have always been recognized as one of the T0 players. They and the players of the spiritual law system are listed as the strongest faction by the players.

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Second only to these two are elemental law players. Players of this type of faction are brainless and disgusting. Fireballs and ice arrows are released in biubiu, high damage is caused by fighting, and the position is safe. Many legal professions are also equipped with displacement. As a result, the Master has also become a sought-after profession for players to team up.

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The second is melee players, who dare to fight the enemy with real swords and real swords. As long as the specialization skill level is high enough and the swordplay is fierce enough, they are also popular occupations in the team.

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As for those who use bows and arrows, those who summon pets, those who use traps and magic circles, and those who use the transformation system, they are the targets of the sewer team. This type of player is very unstable in strength and weakness, and is generally a scam, and players rarely team up with them.

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Just like a real rpg game, there are also professional echelons in the world game, and there are also groups of players who fight against each other for the professional factions they support, resulting in strong quarrels like "Frostmourne" or "Pleasure of Fire". This is both realistic and ironic.

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Now, Augustus and others are obviously facing a very strong hot weapon player.

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Thermal weapons are the great inventions of human civilization so far, and their destructive power and accuracy are of the highest order.

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The strength of this type of player is only in the strength of the weapon and the quality of the bullet.

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As long as the weapons they hold are powerful enough, then a Tier 1 player can hold a submachine gun to block and kill people, and the damage is not inferior to that of Tier 2 elemental mages. In the face of some low defense players, it will cause a very fast spike effect.

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In the face of low-level hot weapon players, there are not many second-level players overturned.

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Of course, if it is strong to a certain level, such as having Su Ming'an's defense level, no amount of bullets can cause damage to him. Just like Carter who shot hard before, basically shooting and scraping.

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But for players whose strength gap is not so overwhelming, the side holding hot weapons will be a lot more dangerous.

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The only thing that restricts players from holding hot weapons is the cost of bullets.

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Unlike the fireballs that the Master can generate with free mana, bullets require points to buy, or players need to find opportunities to find them in the dungeon. They don't make bullets for nothing.

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Therefore, players who take the hot weapon flow are as poor as dogs. Their points are all spent on the consumption of bullets, and there is no spare points to improve attributes or upgrade skills. Once in the middle and late stages of the game, the level of other players rises, and the defense increases. Players who have not greatly improved in other aspects will be eliminated sooner or later.

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The hot weapon flow has always been prevalent in the low-end players. As long as they spend more than 100 points to buy a pistol, the low-level players will have a guarantee of survival, but they will gradually become powerless after the level rises.

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Not to mention a sniper.

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The quality of a sniper rifle that can deal damage is not low, and the bullets are more expensive than ordinary bullets, and the average player cannot afford it at all.

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If you really need a sniper, you can only form a team and let your teammates give up the task to support the sniper player.

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This is also the reason why the team system is popular. In a team, you need swords for melee combat, masters, and players with hot weapons. Just as moba games need to eat the output of the economy, and voluntarily let the economy help.

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A strong sniper means that there may be a strong team behind him. Only a strong team can support a sniper, and they must also trust each other and cultivate this sniper teammate willingly.

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And now, Augustus' ship has encountered such an extremely powerful sniper.

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"Send Ahan and the others to lead the team to kill the sniper. Pay attention to the trap circles that may exist around the sniper, as well as the melee players in ambush." ​​Augustus instructed him to close the doors and windows.

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The room was in chaos at this time, and the two bodies with their headshots still fell to the ground.

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On the side, there are low-level players who are squatting and trembling. They are the "trophies" of Augustus and others. After rushing on the ship, Augustus forced them to hand over the clues and useful items in their hands, and Have them crouch on the ground like dogs and draw a "lucky audience" for them to have fun.

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Just now, they brutally killed a female player who was unwilling to strip, and threw her naked into the sea.

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On the deck outside, there were still a few players who suddenly burst into blood. Unfortunately, they were crushed and turned into corpses before they could take action.

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This is their "fun".

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In a hopeless game, in a repressed copy of the underworld, this behavior can give them the excitement of breaking morals and laws. The wailing of the same kind makes them feel superior to others.

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Augustus looked back at his teammates. These burly men, who had been menacing, were frightened like quails after seeing their teammates die from headshots, which made him angry.

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With a snap, he slapped a green-haired man in the face.

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This green-haired teammate is like grass growing on his head and looks very "fashionable".

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"Counsel, cowardly you bastard." Augustus scolded: "It's not just a sniper, he will die when he runs out of bullets, and want you to be like this? I've lost all of your face for occupying the boat! "

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What he said is also true.

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For this long-range sniper rifle, the ammo capacity is actually a problem. There are only five rounds that linger at night, and they need to be replenished after shooting.

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Su Ming'an didn't have the special bullets needed for this kind of purple-level pistol on hand. After shooting, there would be none. Naraku was actually unable to shoot.

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But the fear of headshots and even body explosions is really intuitive, scaring this group of guys who only know how to pinch soft persimmons.

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Seeing Augustus getting angry, these people forcibly calmed down in an instant. Some people even pulled out an innocent female player towards the storage room next to her, and started to rip her clothes out for courage.

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The woman's cries echoed in the cabin, but the locked players dared not move at all.

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The warriors who would be angry enough to save people had long since died, and their bodies were still lying outside. They were all a group of quails who only knew how to protect themselves.

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"Where's Burris? Where did he go!" Augustus ignored the scene and turned to ask his woman.

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The jet-black-haired woman responded with a smile like a sea snake:

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"Perhaps he went to Soul Hunter. He said he was going to work."

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"He's a naughty boy with eyes in the sky, and he acts on his own." Augustus kicked the chair unhappily: "If there were no clues to ask him, I wouldn't be happy to listen to him."

He sat on the high chair and opened the map in his hand: "When Ahan and the others kill the sniper and come back, we will have a meeting. This stronghold is occupied and needs to be expanded. I am not satisfied with just being in this sea. wait."

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"But now it's the team of the first player who is occupying the spot." Sea Snake said softly: "If our goal is to hit the strongholds in the 12th to 20th districts, the battle situation will be too chaotic. There is no 'hidden' after all."

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"Listen to Burris." Augustus sneered: "This kid talks a lot, but the idea he came up with is quite good. When he comes back, let him take you to find someone to kill - and the sniper. Are you dead? The gunfire has stopped."

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The woman glanced at the team chat interface: "It shouldn't be there yet, no one has spoken yet."

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Suddenly, several people heard a commotion from the cabin next door, mostly women's screams.

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"Carter - you make a woman's voice quieter, I'm talking about something!"

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Augustus got up cursing, and wanted to break into the next cabin and beat the kid.

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"Bam—"

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The wooden door flew up.

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A corpse with its head separated was suddenly thrown in the middle of several people, and it fell to the ground like a boulder. The blood from the neck was still splattering, splashing Augustus' face.

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Augustus' pupils narrowed and he quickly took a few steps back.

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He recognized that this headless corpse wearing their specific clothes was Carter who was supposed to "enjoy" next door.

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A strong smell of blood came from the other side of the room, accompanied by the screams of the rescued woman.

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Through that door, Augustus saw that the young man with the sword was throwing the cloth in his hand to the women who were barely clothed.

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"I really underestimate your inferiority." Su Mingan met his gaze.

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Su Mingan looked at a figure in the corner. It was Gothe with an exploration degree of 80%. He had heard of this name before.

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Augustus was shaking all over.

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He knew that his actions would inevitably attract enemies, especially the first player. So he has long laid a barrier outside the dock to prevent other players from breaking in.

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This is the only item he obtained in the fifth world. It is a barrier that cannot be destroyed by any attack. It was used to set up Minghui's altar at that time, and its defense is extremely strong. Even the first player cannot cut it off.

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As long as he stops the first player for two days, his stronghold plan will be completed.

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And with this ship that is absolutely protected by the enchantment as a stronghold, his rear will be extremely safe.

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Otherwise, even if he doesn't choose to occupy this ship, the one who greets him will be wiped out sooner or later.

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To play against the first player, he must first set up a position.

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but now.

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... It seems that even the barrier that "absolutely cannot be broken" can't stop the guy in front of him.

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The first player, is he really omnipotent?

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"--run!"

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He couldn't bear the pressure of standing in front of the sword any longer, so he shouted.

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The people around him immediately began to flee, the displacement skills were frequently used, and some people jumped out of the window to escape.

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The shotgun in Su Ming'an's hand, Hunt for Glory, aimed at the person who escaped by jumping out of the window.

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"Bang!"

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A loud gunshot sounded.

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The bullet exploded in an instant, hitting the man's back like a bomb, accompanied by a scream that was only halfway through, and the man's body was torn apart without any accident.

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The Glory Hunter has a full 20 rounds of ammunition, and with the sword in Su Ming'an's hand, the fate of these people is already doomed.

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Su Ming'an turned the gun and shot at the fastest player.

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In his hand, Space Shock is no longer used as a damaging skill, but only for control.

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As long as the person affected by the shock slants his feet, he will usher in an explosion from behind, and his body will be torn apart.

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At this moment, the one who runs the fastest is the one who dies the fastest.

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Su Ming'an's agility has a full 43 points. Although it is not at the level of cutting-edge agile players, he is also faster than this group of people, not to mention that he switched knives in the middle and activated Amber's condensation skills.

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At the moment when the blade slashed, the entire cabin seemed to stand still for a moment.

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The cracked ripples were like turning air into glass, and the people who were still running were also cracked like broken glass.

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in the next moment.

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The cross light in the space spread out, and the edge of his sword was already attached to Augustus' neck.

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The criminal who regarded weak players as chickens finally showed regret in his eyes.

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... Maybe he was regretting it, he shouldn't provoke Su Ming'an.

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But he definitely doesn't regret his actions against weak players.

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Bullying has become his instinct, even if he empties his strength, once again, he may still choose this method of making a fortune.

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The head flew up.

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Picking up the rare red-level equipment, Su Mingan looked at the man who was not running in the corner.

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"Are you Gothe?" he asked.

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At this moment, the cabin was silent.

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The people who were rescued did not cheer for being saved. They shrank their heads, hid in the corner, and shivered at the corpses everywhere.

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Even if they knew that the rescuers were in front of them~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and not violent people, they still did not dare to take the lead in thanking them.

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This group of players who choose to stay away from danger has carved their subconscious fear of the strong into their bones.

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"I'm."

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Gothe walked out of the "quail" with a calm expression.

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He wasn't tied up, he wasn't locked up, he looked more like a perpetrator.

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"The united regiment really accepted everyone." Su Ming'an said.

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"I'm not with the people from the Skull and Bones Guild, I just help them manage these players," Gothe said.

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"Isn't a sword in your hand a sword?" Su Ming'an asked.

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Gothe sighed.

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"Player number one, can you turn off the live broadcast?"

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"It's closed." Su Ming'an said.

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The moment he dashed into the boat, considering that there were bound to be disheveled women inside the boat, he had already turned off the live broadcast.

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"Then I'll cut to the chase." Gothe said, "I'm here to wait for you on purpose."

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"I'm tired of hearing the words of the United Regiment." Su Mingan raised the sword in his hand.

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"...But if." Gothe raised his head and showed a friendly smile:

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"—Have we found your mother who was selected for the game?"