Not far away, he handed the pen in his hand to someone else. The Zi Ni mage from the royal team stood up from the table and walked towards Ming Yan, who was sitting glumly.
"Feifei." Scholar Haosen walked up to the female assassin with a smile and put his hand on her shoulder, "Are you still angry?"
"Don't touch me." Murong Fei twisted her shoulders in disgust and threw away the other person's hand. Her frosty pretty face was cold and emotionless, "If you have anything to say, tell me quickly."
"Feifei, don't be like this, I know I was wrong. Didn't you see that today I told everyone not to talk about the 'Jedi Strike Back'?" Scholar Haosen smiled flatteringly, "People will always make mistakes occasionally, and you can learn from them.
Isn’t it okay to change it?”
"...Really?" Murong Fei's expression changed a little, and her eyes softened a little.
"Of course it's true! I swear I really know I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again." Scholar Haosen looked sincere and smiled. He unconsciously placed his hand on Murong Fei's little hand and held it gently.
He paused, "So, forgive me this time, okay?"
"What are you talking about?" Murong Fei frowned slightly, blushed and withdrew her hand, "You don't need to apologize to me. I just think it's despicable to rely on lies to win other people's respect for us.
This kind of respect is also very cheap."
Murong Fei also had a smile on her face and looked back seriously, "In fact, we can completely rely on our own strength to make everyone recognize the banner of the Royal Legion, right?"
"Of course." Scholar Haosen nodded sincerely, but a trace of imperceptible pride flashed in his eyes. Women are women, and they can be fooled by just saying a few high-sounding good words, so it is stupid to say women.
"Ming Yan." Zhang Yang came over, "Have you found the person you asked you to find yesterday? Is he willing to join the mercenary group?"
"Oh. That Wuwang, I don't know why, but I can't find his communication number in the communicator... so I haven't found him yet." Murong Fei immediately stood up and responded.
"Captain, I heard that the Dark Alliance has issued a killing order and it's ridiculous to offer a reward... If we recruit him, will we take revenge against a big mercenary group like the Dark Alliance?" Scholar Haosen thought of something and hesitated.
's opening.
"That kind of thing doesn't matter. Just let the Dark Alliance come." Zhang Yang sneered arrogantly, "Anyway, our Royal Legion will decide on this nonsense."
"Well, let me contact that Wild Fire again. He seems to be acquainted with the Undead Dragon Knight... By the way, I actually think that Wild Fire is pretty good too. Why not bring him in too..." Murong Fei replied in one sentence
Before he finished speaking, suddenly there was a loud "boom" in the hall not far away!!!
"Stop----" The shrill dragon roar resounded throughout the mercenary center, causing the ground and roof to tremble at the same time!!!
This distinctive dragon roar made several members of the Royal Legion stunned at the same time, "This dragon roar... is not an ordinary dragon roar..." Huihuang's left hand was stunned.
Wei Aixue also released her hand around her left shoulder and listened carefully, "It's the Undead Dragon!!"
"It's that person Wuwang!!" Scholar Haosen, Zhang Yang, and Ming Yan glanced at each other and immediately ran towards the passage of the mission hall not far away!!!
"brake---"
"boom---"
"ah---"
There was a commotion in the mission hall. Many players ran out like crazy. The players who were outside didn't know what was going on, so they all ran in to see the excitement. For a while, the four doors of the mission hall were blocked.
It was densely packed and jammed with people.
Across the crowd, Murong Fei could only see the side of the human head. In the crowd, there was a huge black undead bone dragon that was banging around like a berserk. On top of its head was a black armored knight holding a spear, making a commotion.
Zhong stood unmoved on top of the dragon's skull, holding a very large fat man in his hand.
"Boom--!!" There was another loud noise. It was the sound of the fat man being thrown out and half of the pillar was smashed.
"I, let's go! Kill, kill him!" Several nearby players hesitantly held weapons and surrounded the undead dragon. However, they were intimidated by the opponent's momentum and did not dare to do anything for a moment.
action.
"Boring." Wuwu glanced around coldly. This chaotic and commotion scene made him feel a little noisy. He frowned, put the spear behind him, and stood expressionlessly on the head of the bone dragon, coldly
Leng said, "What, let's go."
"Brake---" The undead dragon raised its head and roared, waved its bone dragon wings, overturned a dozen players, flew up, and rushed directly to the curved lid-like roof of the mission hall, "Boom
"With a loud noise, it shot out of the air and floated away so easily as thousands of players watched.
When Murong Fei, Scholar Hao Sen, and Zhang Yang rushed to the mission hall, they could only see a large hole in the broken roof, and a dozen human-shaped coffins in a mess on the ground. The hall was filled with white lights -
It was the coffin that was forced to teleport.
There were cries of resentment everywhere. In this large-scale indiscriminate attack, almost everyone was affected. Many players lost a lot of blood inexplicably, and they were so frightened that they quickly added healing potions to themselves.
Scanning the chaotic scene, Zhang Yang smiled evilly and softly for the first time, "This guy is so arrogant, I'm going to kill him."
"This man is so brave. He actually turns on the killing mode and attacks anyone unconditionally and without distinction..." Scholar Haosen broke into a cold sweat.
"I think this guy is a psychopath. Even if he is recruited, he may not be able to control him." Murong Fei frowned instead, looking at the coffins in the white light not far away with some disgust.
This riot was later called the "Blood Splattered Mercenary Center", although it was a bit exaggerated, because only a dozen players died at the time. Most of the players had not yet realized what was happening and lost some health. The culprit was
Just left.
However, a wanted criminal actually went to the mercenary center where a bounty was placed to make a fuss, and attacked thousands of players indiscriminately - the undead dragon's cry attack attacked everyone present at once. This
The arrogance, arrogance and boldness of the wanted criminal named "Wuwang" are unprecedented in history.
Not only were the players shocked, but even the game company was excited. Many technicians came to watch. He Yujie frowned and looked at the ice man on the screen who was escaping on an undead dragon knight, with a very rich expression on his face.
"This, this, Miss Jie..." Xiao Zheng was speechless.
"Follow the rules." Yujie said indifferently, paused, and then added instructions, "Weaken him."
Not ten minutes after Wuwu left the mercenary center, his guiding stone rang.
"Ding, the system prompts that because you destroyed the mercenary hall and attacked thousands of players, setting an unprecedented record in the game, you are hereby proclaimed the title of "The Most Abnormal Killing Maniac in History" and awarded the "Destructive Maniac" black medal.
One. This medal will instantly reduce the defense of all players within a unit, including you, by 300%. The black medal must be worn for 100 days before it can be removed."
"Ugh..." Wuwang, who was still flying in the air on the ghost bone dragon, was stunned for a moment, looked down at the new medal that appeared on his chest, and frowned, "Black medal?"
***
Shacheng.
Someone walked into the mercenary center for the first time with excitement and looked around curiously.
This place... is more lively than expected. There are people everywhere.
But everyone seemed to be in a state of shock. They all lowered their heads and were discussing something? So much so that they didn’t notice the approach of a nigger like him?
For the first time, someone walked to a crowded place and didn't attract any strange looks. Someone really felt a little uncomfortable.
"Wow...what a postmodern design..." Entering the mission hall, the dilapidated roof first caught someone's gaze. Why was such a big hole designed in the roof?
Perhaps inspired by modern stadium-like roof designs?
"It's awesome...it's a large main city..." Xiao Song sighed, while he withdrew his gaze and looked around.
"Master, something seems not quite right," Dingdang scratched his head, "Why are some of the mission pillars over there broken in half...and there are a lot of broken stones and dust on the ground..."
"Oh. Did the npc forget to clean... connect it?" Someone was halfway through talking when he received a prompt saying that there was a communication request from the assassin player "Ming Yan", and he immediately chose to connect it with a heartbeat.
After saying a few words, someone quickly hung up the communication.
"What's wrong, Master?" Dingdang smiled, "You look so happy?"
"Nothing, um, which way to the registration hall?" Someone looked around excitedly, and Dingdang pointed to a passage to the west, "It's over there."
