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Chapter 408 Although there are thousands of people, I will go

When various emotions such as anger, confusion, confusion, and self-loss appeared in Zhang Ye's mind, a special brain wave was transmitted from the game helmet to the flashy central program, and it was automatically assigned and combined. When a program in the central database was triggered

After that, it was returned to Zhang Ye's attribute column.

At this time, what suddenly appeared in Zhang Ye's status bar was not rage, but the Divine Art of War.

This is the third time that Zhang Ye has triggered this character attribute. This character attribute is not the most powerful in Xianyang City. Although he has entered the top three seats, he can only be ranked at the bottom of the top three seats. The sun and moon that were triggered before

Light is ranked fifth.

Zhang Ye had two goals when he came back this time. The first was to go to the Sacred Valley to carry out the job transfer mission of the Apocalypse, and the other was to go to Yantian City to find the Great Demon Formation for Wrath Flame.

The conditions for completing the two tasks have one thing in common, and that is the Yuanling Stone. However, Zhang Ye only has one Yuanling Stone in his hand. This is what he is struggling with at this time. However, after thinking about it, he decided to transfer to Tianqi first.

It's better to be the best. Divine ban combined with natural punishment is definitely an effective weapon to kill the enemy.

Zhang Ye, who is in the state of the God of War, is like a god of war, unstoppable. Every time the players attack, the effect of the God of War will be triggered, and the opponent will be counterattacked according to his own most damaging skill or magic. The counterattack will definitely hit.

, it will definitely hit a critical hit, and the Battle of the World will also provide players with 50% damage reduction.

The number of players can be said to have decreased instantly. In less than 10 seconds, the team of 1,000 people was reduced to about one-third. Everyone was shocked to see Zhang Ye kill most of their members in the blink of an eye.

Incomparable.

They finally seemed to realize something and stopped what they were doing. They all stood there stupidly, not daring to attack, but they also didn't dare to move, but the state of war never disappeared.

Zhang Ye knew in his heart that non-basic character attributes would be restored after the combat state ended. He did not attack at this time, but the enhanced hostility kept him in combat state. He walked towards a player, who looked at him in silence.

As the god of death approached, he felt the fear in his heart being released boundlessly, but when Zhang Ye came to him, he just said calmly.

"Take me to the Sacred Valley!"

No one dared to move. They were definitely frightened. How could there be such a skill in the flashy world? It could kill more than 700 people in 10 seconds. It was so unmatched. And when the player came back to his senses, he no longer knew that he was now

Whatever mood he was in, he raised his heavy steps and headed forward, but behind him, more players were still stunned on the spot.

This player is walking in front, while Zhang Ye is following behind. He keeps this distance and does not let himself get out of the fighting state. The player in front has no idea what Zhang Ye is thinking. He is like a puppet with no thoughts.

He has no soul and is at the mercy of Zhang Ye.

After passing through the Great Sand Sea and entering the ruins of Gore, a second wave of players came here, and the number was even larger than before. When Zhang Ye and this player appeared, everyone showed surprise.

They saw the helpless emptiness in this player's eyes, and also saw Zhang Ye's red and purple name, what exactly he had done, how many people he had killed, and how he got through the line of defense in front of him.

No one knew, but it was too late to think about this problem at this time, because Zhang Ye had already struck preemptively. When his holy sword was sent out and the players started to fight back, the player who had lost his soul just woke up.

"Don't attack!"

But his voice came too late. Even if he had spoken in advance, these players would not give up attacking because of his words.

There is no suspense. Every player who unleashed their skills was counterattacked by the holy sword more than once. In just an instant, this group of people fell. The nanny behind them was stunned and was still preparing to intercept Zhang Ye's attack.

The meat shields were also stunned.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

"Big Tornado, how dare you kill people in the Southern Continent!"

A distorted voice came from among the group of wet nurses. It was so trembling that it was almost difficult to understand the obscure tone. After hearing this, Zhang Ye looked at the corpses on the ground and suddenly raised his head and laughed.

"Hahahaha, I killed them all."

Then his laughter stopped suddenly, a bolt of lightning shot out from his eyes, and a cold word that penetrated his heart like a demon from hell came out of his mouth.

"So what?"

These four words kept echoing in the ears of the remaining players. The players' faces turned pale. Yes, so what. The big whirlwind was standing there, like the return of the god of death, shocking everyone present. It was difficult for them to

He looked at Zhang Ye with confidence, then the hatred on his face turned pale, and he gradually lowered his head.

Zhang Ye walked towards the group of wet nurses. As soon as he entered, the neat team on the opposite side began to scatter. Countless people retreated, and many people even got trampled and fell. They had no intention of fighting anymore.

How could they fight like this? Faced with the death of thousands of people, a feeling of frustration arose in their hearts. The other party was just one person, and one person wiped out all of their thousands of troops.

Zhang Ye's pace did not stop, and the group of players in front of him did not look at those behind him and retreated. Everyone who was paying attention to this battle was dumbfounded. There were also many media and financial groups among them.

When they were preparing to use a righteous declaration to bring the players' war against the powerful to a peak, they never imagined that Zhang Ye would break their beautiful dreams by just one person.

It was not far from the Sacred Valley. After passing the ropeway and entering the gate of the Sacred Valley, Zhang Ye already saw a group of golden guards in front of him. Since Zhang Ye had 50,000 reputation points here, he would not be subjected to any threats.

attack.

When Zhang Ye stepped into the city, no one dared to stop him. The players who had lost their fighting ability could only watch helplessly as the number one enemy in their lives entered the town hall with a victor's attitude, and then they all returned to normal from the fighting state.

.

Everyone looked at each other and asked themselves whether the alcohol spent in this war was worth it. No one could come up with the answer. Faith is endless and life goes on. Some of them really want to change something. They are the guards.

Taoist priests are strivers who are full of passion for life and have dreams. Unfortunately, they never achieve their goals.

And there is a group of people who create troubles and put their own interests first. In this adult-dominated society, they have no power but are eager for power. They always don’t want to attract the attention of others. They are the ones behind this war.

They are initiators, but deep down in their hearts, their essence is no different from the previous kind of people.

"We haven't failed yet!"

When a voice roared from the silent scene, a spark ignited in the absent-minded eyes of some people.

"We symbolize independence and freedom. Even if the enemy is a hundred times stronger than us, so what? Didn't our great predecessors also come out of this arduous process and win?"

This voice came to mind again, and once again awakened the desire in the hearts of a group of people.

"The big cyclone has done its own evil. One day, justice will come to his head. The dignity of the people cannot be violated. Brothers, destroy the night of Somalia and let the world witness our strength. Let the world witness our power."

How united the brothers are and how great our strength is, making the world tremble under our feet!"

These words allowed many people who were lost in the depression of the supreme magic power of the great whirlwind to gradually find a little light in their hearts. Yes, what can a human god do in the great whirlwind? In the previous battle, they had already figured out

A little rule, as long as he doesn't attack the big whirlwind, he won't have the terrifying counterattack effect. And no matter how awesome the big whirlwind is, he has no forbidden spells, no demigod weapons, no ultimate white dragon and cartoon castle, he is just a human being.

Just an ordinary player.

"We must win! We must win!"


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