"That girl, do you really want to help the villain?"
"Sister, Little Tornado wants to destroy all the Elf players. He is a madman. Don't be deceived by his appearance!"
"That's right, the elf players should unite and fight against the little whirlwind. Do you want to be exterminated?"
Many people began to seduce Zhi Ruolai. They were shocked by the strength Zhi Ruo showed. One person could use rune stones to trap them all. Such a player could become their core talent in counterattacking Zhang Ye.
At this time, Zhang Ye frowned. These people who were incited by Guyu Suifeng and Xiucai actually advocated Zhang Ye's threat theory to this extent.
But he was a little worried at the same time, because Zhiruo was also an elf and she was so peace-loving, would she turn around and stop Zhang Ye?
But it seemed that Zhang Ye's worries were unnecessary. Zhiruo remained motionless, just looking at the group of players. She neither attacked nor changed her demeanor. She just stood there, pulling away from the players and Little Tornado.
distance.
Many people began to become impatient. After all, only a few of them were scheming. In this age of advocating heroism, everyone thought they were the savior.
As a result, accomplices, traitors, villains, etc. were all put on Zhiruo's head. After their seduction failed, the dirty words in their mouths began to appear again. From Zhiruo herself to the actual household registration book, every day
Every word is vulgar.
Zhiruo's face was very pale. She didn't seem to adapt to the player's extreme change in attitude. However, Zhang Ye on the other side couldn't sit still. The Earth Demon God's health dropped to 50%. At this time, Zhang Ye suddenly
He turned around and glanced at the group of players.
"A group of scoundrels who were used as weapons for others are still here and don't look at themselves in the mirror. What kind of virtue is that!"
Zhang Ye's words were much more amiable than that group of people, but these words were like a ignited explosive pack. Seeing that Zhang Ye could not attack them, they became even more intense.
"Oh, what an awesome little whirlwind, who are you?"
"Isn't it just a beast with a good father who doesn't even know his last name?"
The fierce curses gradually escalated, and the situation got out of hand. Veins popped up on Zhang Ye's forehead. He was already on the verge of losing control. He desperately tried to suppress it, but could not find a release link. Now he
I just want to make these dirty flies disappear immediately.
When he saw Zhiruo's solitary figure among the group of players who had no bottom line, he secretly smiled bitterly, could he endure it like this?
He can't do it!
Zhang Ye suddenly ran quickly away from the Earth Demon God, and the group of players obviously immediately understood their fate.
They feel remorseful but also a little proud. This kind of twisted heart is difficult to describe in words.
You cannot insult our personality and insult our IQ!
Yes, when Zhang Ye ignored Zhiruo's desperate words to stop him and started killing people, as one player after another fell down, his anger was venting crazily. Once this breakthrough was opened,
No one can stop Zhang Ye from killing people.
There are not many people on the field anymore. It is impossible for any player to be an opponent of Zhang Ye. The royal palace's life-absolution seals all magic, and the large-scale splitting effect of Ye Ming's Cry is like the scythe of the god of death, ruthless.
The ground harvests the lives of all players.
This time no one ran or even resisted. It seemed that they already knew that resistance was unnecessary. They even had a very sick victor attitude on their faces. When they were killed by Zhang Ye, they looked like martyrs. He fell down in the same manner, even the corners of his mouth were filled with excitement.
Zhang Ye felt that there was an illusion in his eyes. This was not a group of players, but a brainwashed jihadist organization. They used inhuman performance art to interpret a morbid belief. They were committing suicide and using their own Trying to change something.
Yes, they are committing suicide, they are just asking for death.
Zhang Ye suddenly woke up. He remembered Feng Zhi's words, and his mind instantly became clear. These people were here to give him Zhang Ye to kill. The more elves and half-dragon players Zhang Ye killed, the more players he killed. Players from these two races are more likely to stick together.
This is a terrifying force. It is no longer based on a single player, but truly based on a race. The Chinese people are very united in times of difficulty. This spirit can destroy all invaders.
But equally, under the leadership of a distorted belief, they can also destroy everything.
Zhang Ye didn't feel relaxed at all at this time, and even felt more depressed inside. He really felt that he had fallen into someone's plan just like Feng Zhi said.
Flashy is in chaos. Once these ordinary players, the main force for purchasing goods, are gone, Flashy is really not far away from closing down.
Without Lin Youxuan and without the flashiness, who is Zhang Ye really?
The Fu family would be the first to jump out and kill him, and how would those who had been forced to a dead end by Zhang Ye view him, Zhang Ye?
He really couldn't imagine where he would go when that day came.
He remembered what Xu Yin once said to him.
"You never get it right!"
Is it true that Zhang Ye has never done anything right? Is he still the childish Zhang Ye who always appears to be incompatible with this society in every aspect?
From the moment he entered Glitz, he was called a cancer, a lunatic, and other titles. Everything he did was destroying Glitz's system and the rules of the game that were agreed upon in that circle.
When the eyes of the player in front of him showed fear, excitement, hatred, madness and all kinds of extreme personality expressions, Zhang Ye's cooled-down holy sword could not fall down.
"Little Xuanfeng, you are a coward. If you have the ability, kill me. Haha, you don't dare to kill me, right? You are a coward!"
The player was begging for death. He puffed up his chest and pointed his trembling fingers at Zhang Ye. His inner activities were very intense. He also wanted to play the game well, buy equipment, and see more. The boss, a better scene.
However, one day when Little Tornado is around, he can no longer see the future or hope. Only when Little Tornado dies, truly dies in the glitz, can all this be successful.
Zhang Ye looked at this crazy player and sighed secretly. He stopped his desire to kill and turned towards the Earth Demon God behind him. He walked forward step by step, and the cursing voice became clearer. It echoed in his ears, and he gradually lost himself.
