() System: Ding ~ Congratulations on killing the Tiangang-level boss [Wolverine King]! You have gained 500,000 experience points and 100 reputation points! Since you are the first person in the world to kill the Tiangang-level boss, the system will issue a notice for you
Global announcement, do you want to hide your name?
System: Ding~ Your level has been raised to level 26!
System: Ding~ Your level has been raised to level 27!
Qin Yi's cold eyes finally softened a bit, and he said lightly: "Don't hide it."
At this time, it was still morning, a relatively peaceful time in the star world. But the system issued a very weighty and shocking announcement.
"Ding~ Worldwide announcement! Worldwide announcement! The extremely brave Chinese player [Ghost Che] roared and killed the world's first Tiangang-level boss [Wolverine King]! This is hereby announced three times to the world!"
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Not to mention how shocked the majority of players were after hearing this announcement, and turned the camera back to the plain in front of Mikawa Castle.
A breeze blew by, and wisps of thick fog and dust slowly dispersed. At that moment, the body of the Wolverine King was reflected in everyone's eyes, extremely dazzling.
"The big...the big king...is dead? He's dead...the big king is dead!" All the werewolves were dumbfounded.
"The great king is dead!!!"
The tragic death of the Wolverine King on the battlefield was undoubtedly a fatal blow to the werewolf army. In the eyes of werewolves, the Wolverine King is God, the sky, invincible, and the spiritual pillar of all werewolves. But now, the Wolverine King has already
He turned into a cold corpse, lying quietly on the loess slope, like an eternal statue. The look of his death was ferocious, which meant that he would not die well.
Unbelievable, heartbroken, filled with righteous indignation...
Almost all negative emotions can be found in the werewolves. They were completely dumbfounded and even doubted whether their eyes were broken and mistook the identity of the deceased. They only felt the voice of the Wolverine King.
It seems that it is still ringing in their ears. How can these poor werewolves who are already stunned believe that the boss they have always relied on has passed away at this moment?
As for the human camp, it is in sharp contrast to the sad situation of the werewolves.
"The opponent's general is dead! The beast who killed General Zheng is dead! General Zheng, your soul can rest in peace in heaven!"
"The Wolverine King is dead, what are you still afraid of? Defeat them in one fell swoop, kill all the werewolves, and avenge the previous attack!"
For a moment, everyone was like chicken blood, waving the weapons in their hands to chase the poor bandits. However, Qin Yi, who was supposed to laugh proudly, suddenly felt an ominous premonition. The next moment, the werewolf formation suddenly
A huge werewolf king walked out.
Seeing the werewolf king appear, all the werewolves shouted: "It's the young master! Young master! Please lead us, young master, to avenge the great king!"
Young Master?!
Everyone was stunned. These werewolves called this werewolf king Young Master. In other words... this werewolf king is the son of Wolverine King?
I saw the werewolf king shouting coldly: "Everyone, be ready, listen to my command, prepare to kill all humans and avenge my father!"
"It's your order!" All the werewolves responded loudly and uniformly. What is shocking is that at this moment, the werewolf's face is full of overwhelming fighting spirit, just like the expression of human beings after Zheng Chuanqi was killed. It belongs to the category of "Sorrowing Soldiers"
"The momentum.
Seeing this situation, people's faces felt a little solemn, but then they quickly felt relieved.
Even if a new commander appears among the werewolves, so what? Even the Wolverine King was killed by us, let alone a little wolf calf?
This is what people think in their hearts.
As a result, people's originally frightened mood revived again, and they became confident again. They sharpened their knives towards the werewolves with sneers on their faces, without even putting on a defensive posture, as if they were truly invincible.
What no one noticed was that Qin Yi, who was standing at the front of the human formation, had a terrifyingly gloomy face.
It is true that the Wolverine King was killed, but it should be clear that the reason why Qin Yi was able to kill him was entirely due to the superposition effect of several auxiliary skills and a super skill. But now, most of these skills have entered
After a long period of cooling down, it is almost impossible to use it again in this battle. In other words, it is undoubtedly impossible to have a power similar to that of killing the Wolverine King.
Qin Yi, who has lost these skills, can only be regarded as a master among players at best. He is still the level 25 who can be invincible against less than twenty werewolves, and it is impossible to win a quick battle.
, level 27 player.
Qin Yi's power is restricted, what about the werewolf?
At this moment, the strength comparison between the two sides, whether in terms of numbers or individual combat capabilities, is still one-sided on the werewolf side!
The data still speaks for itself. From a macro perspective, there are only less than 400 humans fighting, but there are more than 500 werewolves. From the macro to the micro, one werewolf needs three humans to join forces in order to defeat both sides.
In other words, human beings are now in a state of complete passivity!
Qin Yi saw this, and I believe the werewolves on the opposite side should also be aware of it. The only people who didn't realize this were those who were dazzled by victory!
What's ridiculous is that people who are smiling proudly still think about things ideally at this moment, thinking that victory is within their grasp and revenge is only a snap of the finger.
As the saying goes, a arrogant army will lose, and a sad army will win. In a battle, if the right time, place, and people are completely tilted towards one side, then the outcome will be determined before the war begins.
Qin Yi shook his head, his face full of loneliness. He knew in his heart that mankind would lose this battle!
However, now he has become the spiritual pillar of the people of Sanchuan City. If he is defeated without fighting, what will happen to the life and death of others?
You know, Qin Yi is now fully capable of taking Lin Muduo away from the battlefield alone. However, whether it is from the perspective of punishment if the mission fails or from the perspective of moral conscience, as Qin Yi, he cannot leave the battlefield.
Now that Zheng Chuanqi is dead, Qin Yi must take up the task of "Qin Chuanqi". Because this is a man's responsibility.
Therefore, Qin Yi raised the Ziwu Soul Suppression Key with a solemn expression and shouted word by word: "Those who belong to Sanchuan City must obey orders! Kill the enemy!"
"Kill the enemy!...Haha, I say Ghost Car Warrior, don't be so nervous. Now that the Wolverine King is dead, how can the remaining werewolves be our opponents?"
"You're right, we can kill the werewolves one by one, ravage them, and cut off their fur to make wolf fur coats! Hahahaha!"
Listening to people's disgusting words, Qin Yi was trembling with anger. If he could win with such a mentality, it would really be a big joke.
The authorities are blind to the onlookers! Qin Yi only felt that he was surrounded by a burst of desolation and extremely lonely. At this time, Lin Muduo stepped forward, gently took Qin Yi's big hand, and whispered: "Even if it is hell ahead, I will not
I will accompany you for a walk."
Qin Yi's heart warmed, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "I blame me for being too radical and not considering that the death of Wolverine King in battle not only has a positive impact on mankind, but also has a negative side."
At this time, the village chief's rickety figure appeared next to Qin Yi, and said calmly: "Young man, I can't blame you. Because this is human nature. Subjective emotions that are dazzled by victory are like a wild horse running wild.
Uncontrolled."
"Yes. I understand." Qin Yi nodded, suddenly enlightened.
At this time, the Young Master Werewolf King picked up his father's red-tasseled flower spear, thrust it forward hard, and shouted loudly: "Werewolf Legion, attack!"
boom!
In an instant, the long-simmering hatred of the werewolves finally exploded, rolling towards the human camp like a black whirlwind.
When people who had been immersed in their own world saw such a powerful charge, they felt something was wrong. How could the werewolf still organize such a powerful charge? People were wondering.
However, waking up too late is useless.
Just when people were stunned, the werewolf had already stabbed into the human camp like a sharp knife. It was not until the first human was chopped down effortlessly that people realized with cold hands and feet that the werewolf was a werewolf after all. Why?
Could it be that he could defeat it as easily as he imagined?
The people who finally realized this were at a loss as to what to do. They watched with confusion as the werewolves at the front began to abuse their companions in front.
Qin Yi took a deep breath for a long time and said: "Even if the victory or defeat has been decided, why can't we surrender? Come on, fight and have fun!"
"Yes!" Lin Muduo and the village chief beside him nodded at the same time. The three of them nodded to each other and joined hands to face several strong werewolves who were approaching with great momentum.
Plop. Plop. Plop...
Human beings were chopped down one after another, lying on the battlefield like broken kites. However, people now no longer have the peaceful mentality of Lord Grim who was lying drunk on the battlefield. Their current mentality is that they are from heaven.
A true portrayal of falling into hell.
They were puzzled, they were confused, and they were afraid. Countless negative emotions immediately transferred from the werewolves to humans, eroding their fragile minds.
Some people on the human side have subconsciously avoided the werewolf's blade, indicating that they have begun to fear death. If a team is afraid of death, then any opponent can defeat this team.
In just a few minutes, more than 100 of the 400 human soldiers and civilians were slaughtered. This fueled the fear in people's hearts, and some people began to run back, thinking that they had returned to heaven by running into Sanchuan City. Little did they know that the werewolf was carrying
Those who come to attack the city with the mentality of conquering the Three Rivers will not retreat until they fight to the end.
At this time, there was still an hour and a half left before the five-hour siege ended. Even Qin Yi himself did not believe that he could hold off the werewolves' iron hoofs for an hour and a half with the last three hundred men.
Qin Yi circled around and found that he, Lin Muduo and the village chief had been surrounded by dozens of werewolves. There was no human nearby, only an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Such a dead situation, even if Qin Yi
Even though he is the God of War, there is no possibility of breaking the situation.
The ferocious and terrifying face of the werewolf was close at hand. Qin Yi let out a long sigh and clenched Lin Muduo's small hand beside him. At the same time, he held the Ziwu Soul Suppressing Key across his chest, preparing to make the final push.
"Come on, beast. Show your sword!"
A sharp look flashed across Qin Yi's face, and a chilling atmosphere spread.
At this moment, on the east side of the plain, on the other side of the horizon, thick smoke and dust suddenly rose, and from far to near, a loud roar came to people's ears clearly like fairy music.
