"What, ask me what kind of mentality I was playing games back then?" Sophie, who had just handed in the manuscript, looked at the editor on the virtual screen, who was looking at herself with curious eyes.

"Of course, madam, the battle on Lanxia Island is currently attracting the attention of practitioners in related industries, including us. Your character is very popular at the moment." The young editor said, looking at Sophie: "First summoned the undead, then then tricked the undead, and used them to summon Xin Liezhi among the four evil gods for sacrifices. Your character is really bad."

"Because I'm a bad woman, this is just..." After a moment of silence, Sophie smiled and followed the second half of her words: "It's just a performance."

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With his back against the foxglove, Marceau looked at his pocket watch. At 5:45 in the morning, it was still a short distance from sunrise. Anne beside him was singing the hymns of the grassland elves with the holy relics of the anonymous people. Beside her, Youqiu was closing her eyes and resting, but from the holy relics she was holding tightly in her hand, the girl was still a little nervous about the subsequent battle.

Marceau looked up at the sky. The night was about to pass. He heard that the cat girls were fighting all the time, and he didn't know where they were. As the commander, Yan ran around all day and didn't know what they were doing. However, judging from the arrangement of the defense lines, he had indeed done the best. No position was broken through by the evil demon last night. Marceau thought at first that the big men could fight, but later from the big men, he knew that these defense lines were set up according to Yan's instructions. The elastic defense of the double defense lines, and there were hills behind all defense lines, and the elves could use long-range and precise delivery of long-range firepower... He was such an excellent cat girl who was completely incomprehensible to Marceau.

"Ten minutes left!" The commander of this area shouted loudly. It should be the Italian girl on the first line of defense. The group that had been damaged in the defense battle for the night was replaced. Although the Germans said that their team had not been damaged to the point of being damaged, Yan still refused their request for battle. However, considering their mood, they finally kept them and followed the new Italians as the first echelon to rush forward.

Speaking of Italians, these guys have only five combat power in the Middle Ages. Of course, things from the Middle Ages are not worth mentioning now. The Italians have good combat power. In the entire European player battle group, the Italians have enough overall combat power to rank in the top five. The top four are naturally French and Sanlan (England, Ireland and Scotland). Even the enthusiasts of beer and sausages, the German sticks can only rank behind them.

"Five minutes left!" After the girl said that, the entire line of defense began to wake up. Anne put the holy object in her hand to her mouth and kissed her gently. Youjiu put the holy object in her hand on her forehead. Marceau bounced the stinging blade.

Various prayer sounds came from the nearby fox pits. Marceau closed his eyes and began to pray: "I pray to you, my Supreme God, I walk on your way, I pray to you, I will move forward, fighting for innocent people with friends until the end of the world and time."

"At the last minute, I'm crying and going home to find my mother!" The girl's voice was full of smiles.

Anne used a whetstone to process the giant sword in her hand again, and Youjiu took out the bayonet from her waist and stuck it on the bayonet seat below the muzzle. Marceau casts the sacred weapon on the long sword in her hand, and then picks up the newly-launched shield with her left hand.

"Little ones! Come with me!" He took out the incense glue from his mouth, and the big group at the front of the defense line was the first to break out of the defense line. Then he was hit by dozens of magic rays and fell to the ground. Some of the near-lost rays knocked down the players following him, but more players rushed out of the trenches, and screaming whistles sounded from everywhere. Italian players sang "sognodivolare" to rush towards the evil devil's defense line on the opposite side. Marceau rushed out of the fox pit. At this time, the combat boats also joined the attack. They threw bombs into the evil devil's defense line and flew away countless evil devils.

The players on Earth collided with the evil demons who also launched counterattacks, and Marceau rushed into the battle group with the long sword in his hand first swung the short axe that was slashing at him, and the round shield in his left hand slapped the face of the Chaos Cult in front of him. Just as the latter's nosebleed and his mouth of teeth were flying in the wind, a big man knocked it down with one hammer, and then the big man charged and knocked down a Chaos believer who was pinching the player to death, and turned his head into pieces with one hammer.

Marceau did not blame this guy for stealing monsters. Following this big guy, Marceau used a shield to block the sneak attack of an evil demon. At the same time, the long sword stabbed into its mouth. Without having time to retract the sword, the cat turned around and blocked the attack of the Chaos Cultist with a round shield. He brought out the dagger on his waist with his right hand and stabbed it into the chest of the Chaos believer. The latter was obviously different from ordinary people. This attack did not kill it, but instead aroused its ferociousness. However, Marceau quickly turned sideways and gave in. At the moment when the guy lost his balance, the stabbing blade in his right hand cut its neck with the flow. The damage of the sacred attribute instantly ignited this already inhuman chaos.

Drawing a sword from the dust transformed by evil spirits, Marceau jumped over a trench, and behind him, the grassland elves leaped into the trench with bayonet shotguns, and formed a ball with the Chaos Cultists. The latter's mace and wooden shield could not stop the erosion of the single-headed bullets and arrows.

"For the best way!" Jumping into the trench, Youjiu first stabbed into the gap between the Chaos Cultist who was pressing on his fellow men, and pushed it to the wall of the trench. The clerk who was originally pinched pulled out a dagger and stabbed the silver-seeking sharp weapon into the eyes of the Chaos Cultist. Youjiu pulled the trigger and completely solved the chaos. She kicked the body and pulled out the bayonet, and the grassland elf who had climbed up from the ground screamed and threw another Chaos believer who was preparing to sneak attack on the long-term.

Turning around, Youjiu raised the shotgun in his hand and smashed the steel stock heavily on the face of the Chaos believer. The latter wailed, trying to block the subsequent attack with his hands, but Youjiu did not give it a chance. After smashing the guy's face with the stock, Youjiu turned the gun and stabbed the bayonet into its chest.

"My name is Tataya, hello, my compatriot, what's your name?" Pulling his hair out of the dead Chaos believer, the grassland elves picked up the shotgun at his hand, and Yujiu reached out to hold her up: "Youjiu, the longevity of the Longershi family."

Looking at the somewhat surprised look of the same kind in front of him, Youjiu loaded the shotgun in her hand while walking past her: "Let's go, compatriots, today we are not here to discuss family background, but to the best way we believe in together."

"Yes! Young Master! For the best way of goodness!" The grassland elves named Tataya answered while following the corpse of the Chaos believer for a long time. After rushing out of the trenches, the two girls shouted and stabbed a Chaos believer with a bayonet, and then used a shotgun to overturn the five Chaos believers and their evil commanders. Tataya dropped the shotgun that had been shot and knelt down to the other person who had been stabbed to start first aid.

"These damn bastards!" Looking at another group of Chaos believers and their evil commanders rushing up with their guys screaming. Youjiu installed two shotguns while hitting, overturned the three Chaos believers, inserted the shotgun at their feet. Youjiu took out a one-handed musket with both hands and pulled the trigger at the Chaos believers who were rushing toward the nearest Chaos believers. The large-caliber lead bullet recoil put a lot of pressure on Youjiu, but the same is true for Chaos believers. The running evil was shot in the chest, as if he was hitting a wall, with his upper body standing upright, but the lower body swung with his running, and finally threw a parallel angle in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

If you throw away this disposable musket, the musket in your left hand will also fire. Another Chaos believer was shot in the head, and the whole head will be like a broken watermelon.

He threw away the musket, raised the shotgun, and faced the evil demon in front of him with a bayonet. He still remembered that he asked his uncle about the evil demon in the game.

"First of all, you have to know that most of these evil demons have insect-like structures, so their slam is the most dangerous. If you are not sure that your armor can block its slam, moving sideways is the best choice. At the same time, you should also pay attention that when the slam fails to succeed, they will choose to sweep to attack the target on their side when they land."

So, facing the attack of the evil demon, Youjiu first stepped aside and then jumped back and swept the subsequent forelimbs across.

"Let's sweep, this is the best attack point. When the old force is exhausted and the new force is not born, you can attack its feet, attack its counter-joint legs with the weapons in your hand, and attack their hamstrings."

So the bayonet stabbed in along the part of the hamstring, twisted the bayonet hard, and quickly withdrew from the evil demon's attack range with the drawn shotgun.

The evil demon roared, but its left leg was broken and it could not even run. He could only limp and walk tightly. While retreating, Youjiu began to load a single-headed bullet in his hand.

"The demon's shell is more useful than armor, but it is still very fragile in front of a large-caliber musket. When it cannot run, retreating and attacking it with a ranged weapon is the best and safest solution."

Loaded with bullets, Youjiu raised the shotgun and put the evil head into the center of the mechanical sight.
Chapter completed!