On the front line, the flying dragons were blocking the sky, and the gryphon knights in the system were completely inadequate. They had already landed on the ground to avoid the ubiquitous acid breath.
There were endless guards of giant dryads, and the raging fire burned one group after another to death. The air was filled with the strange smell of barbecue and burnt wood.
Players have never seen so many Warcraft. In the past, encountering one in the game area was like winning a jackpot. What they thought about was not killing, but how to catch it, whether there were cubs, etc. This would have to happen.
'Easy hands destroy flowers', every time a monster falls, I tremble with heartache. How much would it be worth if I caught it?
The underground is not stopping either. Wild pythons, giant lizards, insect dragons, etc. that emerge from the ground will cause attrition of players, especially insect dragons above level 45. This kind of monster is like Godzilla in the movie. Every time
Each one is more than ten meters long, lives underground, has a ferocious mouth, and can use a magic called [Spear in the Jungle]. It really swims there, and there are 'candied haws' sprouting there.
Whenever they see the ground undulating like water, players dodge in a hurry, waiting for this giant beast to emerge from the ground before they can attack and deal effective damage.
The sky, the ground, the underground trinity... The acid spitted out by the flying dragon was like rain.
Even so, players can deal with it easily.
It is no longer what it used to be. There are two to three hundred thousand players above level 35. Their strength is far stronger than when the Abyss Battlefield first opened. They can even deal with the mid-level demons and monster waves. This kind of scene is actually nothing.
"How is it? How is the situation?"
"It's getting better and we're gaining the upper hand."
"Great, I can go and announce the good news."
"It's best to wait. This is the first wave. There may be changes later."
"Well, this is the first battle of the server. Everyone is paying attention to it, so be sure not to have any accidents."
"Mr. Yu, Xiangnan Satellite TV has called again. When will the broadcast signal be received?"
"Tell them to wait... call me and I will tell him in person."
This first battle of the server is not just an online matter.
In the computer room in Shanghai, Yu Qingdong, who had stayed up all night, answered the call of Xiangnan Satellite TV and explained to their station director why he could not access the live broadcast signal.
"Mr. Yu, how many viewers across the country are waiting in front of the TV? We have signed a contract."
"Ten minutes at most, 10 minutes. Please understand, Director Wang. This is to avoid accidents."
"10 minutes, you said so."
"I said I'll give you a signal in 10 minutes."
After hanging up the phone and before taking a breath, the situation on the battlefield changed again.
The wild elves appeared, along with their sacrifices, which meant that the forest goddess Mythus began to intervene in the war.
The arrows of the wild elf rangers caused huge damage to the players. The dryad guards and monsters that had been blessed by the sacrifices became extremely violent and ferocious. Later, a large number of forest elves also appeared on the battlefield, acting as bards and demon beasts.
The role of doctors and nurses, with them, greatly increases the strength and morale of the forest army.
The battlefield situation that was gradually brought back by the players became extremely dangerous again. Yu Qingdong was sweating in the offline command post. A GM who had just gone offline reported that the resource consumption was severe. If this intensity continued,
We are about to hit the warning line.
Yu Qingdong quickly checked the 'deposit' handed over to the system, quickly asked someone to make up for it, and reprimanded the person in charge of this aspect. They just wanted to watch the fun, and they actually deserted such an important job. If something goes wrong and the players cannot be resurrected, then
Isn’t the battle line about to collapse?
What a mess!
Then I looked at the synchronized pictures sent back online with fear.
His concern leads to chaos. In terms of the situation and intensity on the battlefield, it is still not as good as the Abyss battlefield. At that time, the players had survived, so there was not much suspense at this time.
It's nothing more than that at that time, the system was selling orders. Now he pays for every player's death and resurrection. The money paid is really thrilling. Every second is measured in platinum coins. Thousands of burns, plus counting
, the cost of supporting a war of this scale is really an astronomical figure.
In the past, I was always worried about the huge profit figures in my accounts, but now I am fine. The war is over, and I will never have such happy worries again.
Yu Qingdong thought happily, but after a few minutes, he breathed a sigh of relief. The players gradually stabilized the battle line, and the enemy had reached the stage of "three defeats", and the offensive was far less ferocious than it was at the beginning.
In the sky, the two-legged flying dragons have become "dumb", and their breath will always be used up. It cannot be like a faucet that keeps spraying out.
No matter how many giant tree demons there are in guard, there are not as many players as there are, and they can be resurrected infinitely. After the last batch of giant tree demons were lost in the fire, the ones behind them were already much smaller giant tree demons.
Warcraft are intelligent, and they will resist even if they are driven by forest fairies even if they know they cannot do anything. A large number of storm bears, jungle wolves, and red flame birds have fallen on the battlefield, and a small number of insect dragons have also been surrounded and killed by players.
The remaining ferocious beasts, no matter how numerous they are, do not pose a threat.
Without the cover on the battlefield, the wild elves were unable to face the players' firepower. The rogue players took the initiative and began to go deep into the local areas to hunt these annoying humanoid monsters. Under their focus, the wild elves sacrificed suffered huge losses and were unable to do so.
It dampened their arrogance.
The battlefield once again entered the stage of turning from defense to offense.
Naturally, you need to report your achievements to your leader. Otherwise, how will your superiors know your hard work and contribution?
"...The chief already knows. Congratulations to you. There is no need to report separately. I am waiting to watch the live broadcast... Mr. Yu, when will the live broadcast start!"
The big secretary reminded Yu Qingdong that he did not dare to neglect. At this time, he could no longer care about any live broadcast accidents and ordered the TV station's broadcast signal to be connected.
"CCTV, CCTV, dear viewers, this is Channel 5's Canaan special. Now we are broadcasting for you the first battle of the Canaan game national server area. It is operated and represented by Canaan Company. In Yuan
The first piece of land in the virtual world of the universe is in fierce competition.
What everyone is seeing now is a fierce battle taking place online. The two sides of the battle are a total of 1.094 million new and old players of the Chinese national server. The other side is the indigenous camp of the fairy forest in the virtual world, the forest goddess Mi Xiu.
The armed forces under Si’s command, with wild elves as the main body..."
"Why are so many people looking for your sister-in-law? Don't block me. Sit down and take a good look."
…
Aunt Xue's home has never been so lively as it is now, and Canaan is like a link that reconnects family ties that have been neglected for a long time.
Although Aunt Xue did not win the lottery in this test, several of her relatives in the countryside won the lottery. They are both family members of the players, and they are also relatives. Xie Xiaomeng is also an old player, so they naturally contacted her.
Although Xie Xiaomeng has a few more trolls online, Aunt Xue is accompanied by relatives who have a common topic offline. The deserted home also has the nagging of the elders and the laughter of the children. Every day is like a festival, full of
The smoke of fireworks.
In front of the big TV, several families have been waiting for several hours. The server opening battle has already begun. The experts and guests on the TV are all working hard. Aunt Xue was tired from watching, so she went to sleep for a while.
“Wow, wow, wow!
"
"Mom, Mom, what kind of monster is this? It's so big, like a tree!"
"Aunt Xue, come and sit down quickly. See if you can find Xiao Meng."
"I saw my sister-in-law, I saw my sister-in-law."
On the screen, a scene like a magical epic blockbuster was played. The reason for signal compression was not as realistic as Aunt Xue's impression, but it was more in line with people's understanding of CG blockbusters.
The camera passed over the swooping flying dragon, and a burly figure fell from the sky. An ax dropped the acid-spitting beast to the ground, and then fell down an orc with a full body armor, a scarlet cape, a monster head and a horned helmet.
He roared at the camera, turned around and blocked the wyvern's impact with his axe. With a bang, the huge impact knocked the orc away, and the wyvern took his place and spat at the camera.
"Wow!
"
The adults and children in front of the TV all look back.
The camera switched, and a gryphon carrying a female mage player soared into the sky, followed by several flying dragons, and the two sides chased each other on the vast battlefield.
The gryphon flew past at high speed and flew sideways, avoiding the breath of the bipedal flying dragon from above and behind the head. The female mage player held on to the reins tightly and struggled to maintain her position while chasing up and down, left and right.
Balance, the mysterious chanting of mantras was transmitted to thousands of households offline. The camera then switched to her first perspective. In the extremely turbulent field of view, a pair of slender pale hands condensed the dazzling light ball, and then threw it behind her.
.
"Kacha!"
The ball of light emitted crack-like electric light in mid-air, and after hitting the flying dragon, it tangled with these powerful monsters like electric snakes. The flying dragon fell from the sky with a wailing sound, and smashed into a giant piece of fire burning.
Among the dryads.
"boom!"
A giant dryad guard dozens of meters high fell with a roar. Several wild elf professionals fled in all directions. A shadow appeared behind a wild elf paladin, sticking to him and moving as he moved.
The wild elf paladin didn't notice at all. A few seconds later, a stunning black light took away his life.
The camera was still switching around on the battlefield, and the people in front of the TV were gradually speechless.
At the same time, there is also another group of people who are paying attention to the first battle of the national server zone offline.
Several intelligence chiefs from the CIA's Asia Division sat together and watched the live broadcast of China through satellite signals.
In the smoke and birds, Pound from the Asia Department was reading documents and glancing at the TV screen from time to time. Suddenly, his eagle-like eyes became sharp.
He left without saying anything. The others glanced at his back, turned around and continued watching the live broadcast in tacit agreement.
After the boss left, the atmosphere became much more relaxed. An intelligence director said, "How often can the North American Metaverse Affairs Group organize such a big event?"
A bearded intelligence director shook his head, "Not too optimistic. We don't have the accumulation of the Chinese."
"Damn it, I feel like the Chinese have painted a pie for us, and there's a chance we won't be able to eat this pie," said a third intelligence director.
"Even if it's a painting, the politicians in the country and the old and dying capitalists will still hold on tightly." The last intelligence director said in a cool tone.
"Since the creation of Canaan, our right to speak has been taken away a lot. Now it is all Canaan, Canaan, Canaan... Even we are Canaan, Canaan, Canaan. It seems that there is only one left in the world.
One thing, Canaan, more Canaan, damn it!”
"Man, this..." This person clicked on the live broadcast screen, "This is the trend, it is the 'oil' of the new era. Unfortunately, there are no more petroleum dollars."
"Something should be done!"
"What to do and how to do it?"
"Everything that needs to be done has been done, but it's not Syria, nor the cold country, nor Japan."
"Are you just watching helplessly?"
"Isn't that what we are doing?"
"Ahem..."
The topic ended here and turned to the work everyone was responsible for, so everyone shut up in a sensible manner.
Pound, the director of the Asia Department who left early, was on a fishing boat drifting on the sea, close to the coast of China. The fishing boat was hidden behind a reef to avoid radar detection.
There were no lights on the ship, and strict radio silence was implemented. Just as the whole country was paying attention to the successful capture of the first piece of land on the line, another fishing boat quietly appeared on the dark sea, and a flash of light illuminated this area.
After confirming that the signal was correct, the captain started the boat and sailed out with the faint sound of the motor.
Two small boats circled around like ghosts on the deserted sea. A Chinese-looking man jumped over, entered the cabin and talked to Pound for a few minutes. When he came out, he threw his cigarette butt into the sea.
In an instant, several searchlight beams suddenly illuminated the two ships. Several coast guard ships and warships carrying helicopters appeared, blocking the escape route. Pound reacted quickly and pressed a button on the safe.
The documents were destroyed, then the ship window was opened, he climbed out of the ship neatly, and jumped into the undulating sea.
Ten minutes later, both ships were captured by the coast guard, and a large amount of infinite matter was inspected from one of them. At the same time, Pound, who had jumped into the sea to escape, was also caught by the frogmen.
"What? I know, he is protected by foreign affairs status, and nothing will happen to Chinese people."
Pound hung up the phone, straightened his collar, and opened the door to the conference room.
In the conference room, the leaders of the only superpower were drinking coffee while watching the first game of the Chinese national server.
"...This is much cooler than any blockbuster movie," someone said jokingly.
"It is inherently real, Canaan is a real world." someone emphasized.
"You can't be 100% sure, right? Even Chinese people are like this." Some people disagreed.
Pound quietly came behind the chief of staff and reported the setback he had just suffered in China.
"So, the source of infinite quality has been cut off again, right?" the chief of staff asked, pushing up his glasses.
