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Chapter 617: Ashbi () who returns to ST1220

In the night, Ashubi City was crowded with people, and players were full of excited faces. They pointed at Ashubi's tall ancient bell tower and the Great Hall to be amazed. Marceau stood on the hillside in the north of Ashubi City and looked at the city that never sleeps in front of him with great respect.

Is this... the ancient city of Ashbey in the first time of opening up?

Walking down the steps and looking at the players who passed by him, these people were players of the first open era. At that time, they would never have thought that they would enter the dungeon. Taking the time to take a look at the live broadcast screen, Marceau found that there were many more viewers. These old players who had personally experienced the last night of the public beta during the first open era were filled with emotion.

A player who participated in the first Open Era Ashby Blood Feast told Marceau that the epidemic occurred and spread from the Harbour District, so if the cat wants to do something, it is best to go to the Harbour District.

This intelligence has been approved by many old players. At this moment, these existences who can be cat grandfathers provide information to Marceau like an ordinary player.

With their help, Marceau quickly outlined that all the invasion of the undead planes that Ashubi City will face this night began around 9 o'clock. A large number of undead appeared from the port area and then flooded the entire city with their number. On this night, the sky was burning, and flesh and blood wrapped around the dead and death fell from the sky. The players of that era tried their best and could only send away a certain number of innocent civilians. Therefore, no adult player chose to retreat. They and Ashubi's armed civilians guarded the streets near the portal. After all the underage children and most women successfully retreated, the defense line collapsed completely and all the people were destroyed.

Faced with such a mortal situation, players think that what Masso needs to do is to maintain the defense line as much as possible.

To be honest, Marceau also felt that the so-called wise man was to do the best and the best way, guard the innocent lives, and protect the loyal and kindness of fighting. Thinking of this, Marceau walked east with the long stick of the wise man.

From time to time, old players on the live broadcast channel see themselves from Marceau's live broadcast. The happier or sad they are, Marceau also knows that it is very likely that the people who walked together were now passers-by, or... they are separated from life and death.

Take out the silver-plated pocket watch from your arms and open it. At 8:46, there were fourteen minutes left before 9:00. Marceau speeded up and quickly accelerated by running over the top of the wall from time to time.

At 9 o'clock and five minutes apart, Marceau came to the Great Hall Square in the fifth opening era. It has long been rebuilt and rebuilt, a structure that is completely different from the first opening and the era.

Looking at this scene in history, Marceau was about to leave when he suddenly saw a very famous group of two prairie elves wearing red and white witch robes and druid tree robes standing in front of the huge and overwhelming door of the Great Hall. Behind the prairie druid was a black panther squatting behind the prairie druid, and a sweaty big man was standing in front of them.

"Introduce you, this is Jiaping, my chief guard. Shouchuan, you spent thirteen minutes in total... But considering the current abortion, I will give you ten minutes of extra time before counting down." The little girl in a red and white witch robe said to the big man with a calm expression: "Well done, my retainer, you have completed the second task I assigned."

But the big man's attention was entirely on the unflashing illusion sword behind the red and white witch woman.

"Are you looking at my guardian weapon?" The red and white witch seemed to notice where her retainer's eyes were gathering.

"Ah, yes, I heard from my friend a few days ago." Faced with the problem of his little master, the big man nodded quickly: "I have also seen it on the forum."

As the cat gradually moved away, the conversation between them gradually became unaware. Marceau took a look at the live broadcast and the old players obviously recognized these people, "Oh my go! The flirting problem between the winner of life and his wife is really an occupational disease." An old player cursed with such a laugh.

"The cold dog food is stuffed into your mouth!" Some young man sighed.

"That's the winner of life and his Mrs. Enley? Speaking of which, Mrs. Enley is so cute! Madam, I love you!" said a guy who didn't know what he said.

"My wife just got pregnant with her third child, do you have anything to do with him?" An old player with real name verified as Bai Shouchuan answered upstairs.

Then the live broadcast channel of Cats turned into a tragic Shura field between the winner and Luther in the next second. Cats rolled their eyes and asked, Your Highness, you are really free, and at the same time feel sad for Al, buddy, it seems that you will soon have a new uncle or sister-in-law.

Putting aside this little unlucky guy, Marceau walked quickly across the square. As he approached the dock area, the cat slowed down because he saw a young man rolling and crawling towards him from the city gate of the Harbour District. The man ran and shouted, "Run!"

After two seconds, Marceau noticed the piles of undeads leaping out of the shadow behind him. With a wave of the cat's long staff, a stretched and expanded fossil was pulled out from behind the young man. Seeing the undeads plunged into the mud like a tide, the cat put oil on the young man's soles, and then turned around and ran and invaded had begun!

"Thank you! Brother!" The young man ran a little angry. His appearance made Marceau pay attention for a while, and finally found out... Isn't this guy just Sa Pan? Yes, he is the only guerrilla knight and berserker among the first generation members of Dragon and Beauty.

I really didn't expect that this guy could actually come out from that place: "You are lucky! Same!" He jumped over the undead who rushed out of the roadside house, grabbed it with its grapple behind him, turned around the corner, and Marceau stopped the entire street at his feet, and there were undead everywhere. Seeing the living cat, these guys immediately roared and ran away.

"Kitten! Let's go here!"

Turning around, Marceau heard the young Sapan raise his throat, and then watched him go into the alley, knowing that this guy could finally find the cat in his team to pop out his flying claws. The next second came to the roof of the three-story building beside the alley, and cast a fossil into mud on the small house next to the door, allowing the cat who blocked the road to pursuit of the undead began to chase Sapan.

This time, Marceau looked at the sky.
Chapter completed!
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