Three hundred and seventieth eight chapters myth shattered
"Great whirlwind!"
When some players who were walking around in the glitz saw Zhang Ye and the little beauty, they all showed a sarcastic sneer and a look of disdain. In their eyes, Zhang Ye was still dating girls until this moment.
The image left in their hearts was almost completely destroyed, and they also had lewd smiles when they looked at the little beauty.
Yes, they no longer have any scruples. In this online game led by them, everything is fake and only they are real. This is a world that will be led by them and created by them. Anyone who dares to compete with
The objects they fight against will be ruthlessly destroyed by them, and anything they value will be separated from the constraints of various terms and conditions in reality and become a value that exists only for them.
Master yourself, master your enemies.
Zhang Ye protected the little beauty behind him and looked at the growing group of players in front of him. His eyes were cold and his heart was very calm. He was unwilling to take action, but he had to take action. It seemed as if he saw from this group of people
He used to seem to be equally pitiable and hateful.
When a player suddenly rushed over, and while attacking Zhang Ye, he also touched the little beauty with his dirty hands, causing the little beauty to turn pale and scream, Zhang Ye felt that he was in a state of confusion.
In a blazing flame.
His instinct and reason were gradually replaced by a kind of madness. At this time, he could no longer care about anything else and took action against these players.
"Fuck, the big whirlwind is immune to control again!"
Countless players cried out in surprise the moment they came into contact with Zhang Ye. This was supposed to be the first time that Zhang Ye's personality changed to violent rage when he existed as a big whirlwind in the glitz, but in the hearts of the players, no matter how small the whirlwind was,
Or a big whirlwind, that's the only person.
Zhang Ye's level was not high enough, and the level of this group of players had already been maxed out. When they occupied three-quarters of the southern continent, they were happily killing monsters and gaining experience in those resource points. No one could stop them, and no one could stop them.
People dare to drive them away.
It can be said that every skill of Zhang Ye was targeted by players at this time. His divine blessing was dispelled after being turned on, and his holy light was given the burn effect of grenade impact. Many players were holding a skill called magic.
When Zhang Ye used the Holy Sword to counterattack the trap, he prepared to return full damage to the opponent when Zhang Ye cast the Holy Sword, but found that Zhang Ye did not have the Holy Sword skill at all.
Under such a situation, Zhang Ye was killed almost instantly.
The big cyclone is dead. Who said that the big cyclone is invincible? At such a time, everyone's morale was boosted, and they burst into crazy cheers. In their hearts, glitz and glamor could no longer stop them.
Not even a giant cyclone can defeat them, so how can we be like a mantis on a Somali night?
The voice of the outside world is getting louder and louder at this time, and the spirit of the players has been raised to a whole new level. This grand purge has gained the attention and expectations of countless people. All Chinese people who can participate in this war are
Was given the title of hero.
They are people who dare to fight and say no to inequality, and they are about to succeed. They have been bullied and squeezed out of surplus value by major guilds for half a year, and this time they all stood up and stood up like heroes.
fighting.
You are not fighting alone. Everyone in China's major forums shouted such a slogan, which brought the rising popularity of the people to its peak.
In such a difficult situation, Feng Zhi and Zhang Ye inevitably became anti-human beings, trampling on freedom and freedom, and being stumbling blocks on the road to hope. They are evil, unforgivable, and...
It will be destroyed by humanitarianism.
"How long can Hong Gao hold on?"
The main orc city occupied by Somali Night stood at an alarmingly low level for a week. Although the four major fortresses had long been destroyed, the city gates had long been in decay, and even the resurrection points and teleportation points were occupied by the players' army.
, but the guild headquarters of Somali Night still stands.
In the eyes of the players, this is the last storm before the dawn of victory, so the greater the resistance they receive, the more intense the passion in their hearts burns. On their opposite side, all the remaining players of Somali Night and
Zhang Ye and some of his old subordinates who were originally from across the world didn't say anything at this time, they were just fighting.
Just like in the eyes of players, those conservatives who refuse to give up the feudal hereditary system will surely be destroyed by the coming of the new world.
"If the outsiders can retake the resurrection point, they can hold on for at least a week, but if they can't, the current number of people will be the limit tonight!"
Feng Zhi's words were recognized by Fallen Ge and others. The resurrection point is the main source of vitality. Although players lose experience when they die, as long as their perseverance is still there, they will always pick up weapons and return to the resisting camp.
It is just a crucial position. Obviously all players must know this, so the resurrection point is among their guards, and the teleportation point also has an equally terrifying number of people. They must prevent Feng Zhi and Zhang Ye from running away, and prevent them from running away.
Make a comeback.
Regarding the heated freedom war, surprisingly no one from the Fuhua official stood up to maintain the normal operation of Fuhua. Many players saw this, and even Fuhua itself did not dare to risk it.
The world is against the will of the people. Zhang Ye and Feng Zhi, how long will you continue to do evil?
"Leave it to me. If I don't come back after dark, Feng Zhi, Zhongzhou will move the guild base camp immediately."
Zhang Ye asked for help. At this time, saving Somali Night and Feng Zhi was the only support in Zhang Ye's heart. He couldn't imagine that if Somali Night was really destroyed, what would he keep in the glitz and what would he take?
Fight.
Feng Zhi nodded, the matter had reached a crucial point. When Zhang Ye left with Yellow Flash, Phoenix Bird, some Somali Night players, Fallen Song and others, Feng Zhi looked at Zhang Ye's back,
There was a look of approval on his face.
"Brother Tornado!"
As soon as Zhang Ye walked to the door of the guild hall in Somali Night, he heard a familiar voice. He quickly turned his head and immediately saw Nu Yan.
Since the war started, Nu Yan and others have not appeared. They have not forgotten their original intention and cannot forget their roots. Zhang Ye will not force them. In the end, it is his choice to fight against the players or even Lin Youxuan.
It had nothing to do with these brothers, especially after the deaths of Tang Yidao and Lao Lao, he was even more unwilling to see anything happen to these brothers.
But at this time Nu Yan appeared, and behind him was the waiter and the sleeping sheep.
"Count us in."
The sleeping sheep walked towards Zhang Ye with a smile. When the two people's eyes met and they understood each other, they heard him speak again.
"After so long, I finally see what you want to do. If this road is too difficult, don't forget us brothers!"
Zhang Ye nodded, and a silvery laughter came from behind him. When he turned around, it was the little beauty.
Looking at the large group of friends and brothers beside him, Zhang Ye felt very emotional. Although it was still lacking compared to his heyday, at this time, he was still willing to follow him towards an unknown ending, no matter it was
Feng Zhi is still Caesar, and the bad feeling in Zhang Ye's heart has gradually faded away.
