Chapter 601 600 Shameless Transians do not have martial ethics
Chapter 601 600. Shameless Transians have no martial ethics!
When Mrs. Tris appeared in the Blood Flag Highlands holding the Serenade Scepter, not only the exhausted players on the entire highland cheered, but even the defenders in the Black Flame Pass began to cheer.
This is the tenth day of the death match.
In the past ten days, the survival and war of this unknown highland has attracted the attention of all the defenders on the entire position, and even the headquarters of the Blood Alliance Knights far away near the Brass Fortress. It is said that even those who are still in the Brass Fortress and
Lord Paying, whom the kings were arguing with, all heard about what happened here.
A heroic place that can stand firm under the siege of gnolls and adorn its military exploits with gnoll heads can certainly boost morale in the upcoming brutal war!
What's more, this game is also full of enough attraction and fun.
The first round of rotation of the three battle groups has come to an end. The first battle group has defended for three days, the second battle group has held for three and a half days, and now the third battle group has also reached its third day. This evenly matched situation has made the position difficult.
The smart people on the Internet still can’t tell which battle group can definitely take the lead.
But it is this kind of anxiety that brings more attraction.
However, they really didn't expect that this group of Transians were so proud. Even though they looked like cannon fodder, they could actually call the Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture Clan to help them defend.
But the news that Grand Duke Tris appeared and joined the battle was an outright disaster for the other two war groups.
"Damn it! Brother Bang, this bitch is really desperate."
Brother Meow Meow, who had been paying attention to the battlefield, almost overturned the table when he saw Mrs. Tris appear. He cursed:
"Last night's battle left Brother Bang's battle group in a state of limbo. It is already in a desperate situation. If the jackals launch another attack, Maxim, who is already in a very bad situation, will definitely have to withdraw.
That guy killed nearly 500 gnolls by himself last night. The night claws that ignore defense are combined with the blood thirsty fury, and the cool scarlet beheading is simply ruthless. The Skullcrusher warhammer in that guy's hand is still
He can breathe fire and mince meat. Last night, I saw him kill seven gnolls with a ground-shattering slam. It almost made my eyes pop out.
The mysterious fighting power of these NPCs is really terrible. Lord Murphy's 'monster' can hold one side of the battlefield alone.
Once Maxim leaves the stage, Brother Bang will have nothing to sing.
This bitch is so lucky!
The last wave actually collected the points for summoning Lady Tracey. Now as long as the jackals don't make any mistakes, the third group will definitely be able to defend for five days.
The pressure is now on our side.
According to the worst-case scenario, if we want to secure the victory in advance, we must defend for five days! The total number of guards will be eight days, not even one day short of it."
"Isn't this too difficult?"
The six-person dormitory group assigned to Brother Mew Miao screamed:
"Now the jackals have begun to surround us. With the few points we have, we can't summon any powerful ones. I estimate that we will have to retreat in two or three days at most. If the snowball can't roll, we won't even be able to summon one for a day."
Disaster."
"So we have to do something strange!"
Brother Miao Miao narrowed his eyes and said to the student party:
"Haven't you psionicists all learned the Astral Tear? Can you do one? As long as one hits, we can start a snowball."
"Dream!"
Good pigeon complained:
"We do know the art of astral tearing, but without an energy source, how can we break the barriers of the material world? This is not the destroyed space structure of Transia. It is very difficult to launch astral tearing here.
Yes, unless Mrs. Tracey is willing to help, but it costs 4000 points for someone to appear, and 2500 points for the next-level eldest lady to appear.
Where did we get so many points?
This is all your fault, Brother Ming Miao, the situation was not critical when we were in the first round. If you could use the points properly at that time, we could definitely hold on for five days."
"Okay, okay, blame me, blame me, that's it."
Brother Miao Miao curled his lips.
He admitted that the failure to hold out for five days in the first wave was indeed related to his poor decision-making, but who put them in the first place?
The price for enjoying simple mode is that others can help you cross the river.
There is nothing we can do about this.
"We must find a way!"
Brother Meow Meow squinted his eyes and looked at the terrain map of the Blood Flag Highlands. After a moment, he stood up, picked up his legendary ax, and said to the others:
"You guys watch here, I'll go back to Transia."
"Ah? What are you going back for?"
Ah Yu asked curiously, Brother Ming Miao waved his hand and said:
"Don't ask too much, it's a secret, let the brothers get ready. Laobang is escorted by Mrs. Trish, and he will definitely last until the end. We still have two or three days to practice and prepare, so don't take advantage of it!
Take the newbies to play dungeons to practice skills and equipment!
No matter how powerful they are, at least they guarantee me that they will have a set of veteran protective gear and weapons next time they go into battle, and go to the dungeon of the Blood Rat Gang to get some accessories, otherwise there will be no advantage at all when facing the gnolls.
Stop by the blacksmith shop to get something awesome.
Zhuo, I originally planned to use this thing to make a lot of money in the future, but I didn't expect that I would have to take it out now."
He sighed, and under the astonished gazes of several vampires, Brother Meow Meow, who had taken out his trump card, waved his finger, and his magic sword Scorpio flew out with a swish, swirling around Meow Meow like the necessary evil in Lord Murphy's hand.
Brother Meow spun around a few times and floated next to him.
"Fuck! Flying sword!"
Everyone in the car was shocked.
he screamed:
"Brother Miao Miao, when did you get such a good thing? You are not authentic. You are still hiding such a good thing. You are not brotherly enough!"
"That's enough for your sister! I invested all the money I had into this bottomless pit, just hoping to make a fortune during the black disaster."
Meow Meow waved his hands in displeasure and said:
"Let all the vampire brothers go to the blacksmith shop to find Master Broken Knife. Tell him that I asked you to go and ask him to take out the prototype of the magic sword and give each of them one. This thing has been improved by Mrs. Tracey. Only vampires can
Players can use it, which is barely considered a racial benefit.
But the patent for this thing belongs to me.
So remember to get 3,000 gold coins per person when you go to pick it up!
Don't frown, this is the price I sold at a loss for the sake of my brothers. You must know that the price I sold to the NPC was 5,000 per person."
"Damn, the capitalist who should put up street lights is you, right?"
The student party was filled with indignation. Apparently they thought there was something wrong with the price. 3,000 gold coins could buy a good set of dwarf leather armor at Black Flame Pass.
But considering that this thing was really cool, and they also had some money, they ran back to Transia as quickly as possible to do this.
As for Brother Meow Meow himself, he used the portal to return to Transia. He went straight to the Avalon Temple. He was originally looking for old Eugene, but at the door of the temple, he met a man who was holding a book and smiling.
Brother Crow preaches to NPCs.
This made Brother Mingmiao roll his eyes and take it into consideration.
He waited nearby. Ten minutes later, after Brother Crow's sermon ended and the NPCs dispersed, he came up and rubbed his hands and said to Brother Crow:
"Well, Lawyer Wang, let's discuss something."
"Just call me Crow in the game."
Brother Crow, who was dressed no differently than a real Avalon priest, asked with a smile:
"Shouldn't you be preparing for rotation in Blood Flag Highland? What's wrong with running back?"
"I want to buy some seeds."
Brother Miao Miao didn’t hide anything from the other party, he said:
"The number is a bit large, so I want to talk about your relationship. Others don't understand it, but Mrs. Shui and I know that you have already raised the reputation of old Eugene and Grandma Marian to the point of admiration. Please help me."
"Well, I am only friends with two highly respected clergy who occasionally discuss the Bible together."
Brother Crow felt helpless and a little bored when encountering this kind of relationship thing. He was not someone who liked doing this kind of thing, so he said:
"Besides, you are also a senior monk of the church. Logically speaking, you can go directly to Morland Village to buy seeds. There is a discount. There is nothing you can do about it with me."
"I want to buy the seeds of the giant man-eating flower and the vampire vine! And I need to buy them in large quantities. I know that old Eugene still has a few seeds of the war thorn beast from the Holy Land of Grammo. If possible, I will also buy those seeds.
want!"
Brother Miao Miao made his purpose clear, which made Crow's brows immediately furrowed.
Although he has not officially joined the Avalon Church, he has learned many of the secrets of the Natural Order through studying the Avalon Church system and assisting in its transformation these days.
When he heard Brother Mingmiao's words, he knew the reason.
"This thing is also considered contraband in the church system! It is a true 'plant biochemical weapon'."
The crow reminded in a low voice:
"Your Excellency Eugene has always wanted to destroy those dangerous seeds. He is not even willing to let the witch hunters continue to learn the relevant forbidden knowledge. I don't think he will give you these things that will get out of control if you are not careful.
You have to come up with a reason that is enough to convince him."
"Destroy it, just help destroy it."
Brother Miao Miao spread his hands and said:
"Instead of letting those seeds cultivated with secret methods be destroyed without value, why not use them to deal with the gnolls on the Black Disaster battlefield? I know that this thing is indeed not very humane, and it also conflicts with the positive image of the Avalon boss.
, but I am a reserve Red Knight, right?
I preach the revenge and punishment of nature's wrath, so this thing is very suitable for me to use.
And I pay you back!
I really need these things now to turn the tide of the war, Brother Crow, please help me convince the somewhat pedantic old Eugene."
"Emmm, we are all gamer brothers, I will definitely help you if you need help."
Brother Crow thought for a moment and said to Brother Mingmiao:
"But you also have to promise me a condition."
"You said it, you said it, as long as I can do it brother."
"You absolutely can. The church leaders are discussing setting up a new diocese in Shadow Valley. They are having a headache choosing the bishop. I want you to support Mrs. Shui to become the bishop there, and then appoint me as the preacher of the church there.
with managers.”
"ah?"
Brother Miao Miao was shocked, and he whispered:
"But don't you have no intention of joining us? And what are you going to do? Don't tell me what kind of damn belief do you really plan to develop in this world? Brother, it's OK to lie to others, but don't lie to yourself!"
"Look at what you said! People don't like to hear it."
Brother Crow waved his hands and said:
"I just want to try to practice my theory. It's not that I'm really interested in faith. I'm a materialist.
Don't laugh, I really am.
Since there are gods in this world, we should study this phenomenon instead of treating them as just a background. As for what I plan to do in the new diocese. Well, you are not interested in this, so I won’t say it for now.
.”
Brother Crow moved his shoulders uncomfortably.
He knew that he could no longer stay in the Temple of Avalon in the Scarlet Castle. The God of Nature seemed to have really noticed him recently. He felt that something might happen if he continued to "confuse people" if he stayed here. It was better to stay away from the Emperor.
It is convenient for you to re-deconstruct the too primitive theological system on this continent.
That’s right!
Raven's goal is to reshape the system and doctrine of the Church of Avalon.
He wanted to reorganize this reborn but still stale church according to his own ideas, and in the process, he would study what the hell this "god" thing was.
The most important thing is, what kind of strange connection exists between the gods and humans in this world?
He was really curious about it.
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The lethality of a golden man sitting on the battlefield is really incredible!
On the afternoon when Mrs. Tris entered the Blood Flag Highlands in a low-key manner, the Dirty Claw clan once again launched a charge on the high ground. Chief Dirty Claw was very confident this time. The battle last night had consumed the elites of several small clans that were attached to it.
After that, the defense of the highlands was reduced to its most empty stage.
It is confident enough to destroy this damn stumbling block in today's first wave of charge.
However, after the 1,500 elite members of the Dirty Claw clan surged onto the high ground from all directions, they saw no obstruction from the defenders until they rushed under the high ground and were only one step away from the damn bloody battle flag.
The terrifying lightning storm hit them on the head without any warning.
Tris single-handedly stirred up the changes, causing small-scale changes in the climate above her head.
Under the gusts of dark clouds and mist, the beating arc lightning swept across the entire battlefield like a dense network under the control of the psychic master. The arcs falling from high altitudes would let the jackals in with every attack.
The irresistible electromagnetic paralysis, the unlucky person will even be directly penetrated through the Tianling Cap.
Although Tris, as the psychic master of vampires, is a bit strange that she is better at lightning spells than blood psionic powers, considering that Tris herself is not a vampire who plays cards with common sense, so there is no one on the battlefield.
He dared to run and question Tris, who was controlling the heavens like a female thunder god.
This wave of lightning storms is just the beginning.
It was used by Tris to trap the gnolls who entered the battlefield. The curtain of darkness was then released to block the gnolls' escape route. Finally, a corrosive wind swept across the battlefield, mixed with flames and dagger clouds.
.
It was like a battlefield teaching of psionic spells, which made a group of psionic master players call "Tris, my god".
In less than twenty minutes, this elite group of dirty claws was almost completely wiped out.
When Brother Bang, who was finally relieved, triumphantly led the players who also had high morale to go out and cut heads on the battlefield, Chief Dirty Claw, who was watching the battlefield from another place, felt his whole heart go cold.
It knew that it was impossible to capture this damn high ground no matter what.
"Retreat!"
The gloomy chief subconsciously held a pendant on his chest, but he didn't even dare to look back and look at the tragic battlefield reflected in the crystal ball in front of him. He weakly waved his paw, making Popok next to him
Eyes widened.
But then, a secret joy arose in Popok's heart.
Warlord Hurley scolded himself for losing power and humiliating the country, only sending warriors to die, and scolding himself for being a disgrace to the gnolls, but guess what? If the more powerful and elite Filthy Claw clan came over, wouldn't they also have won this position?
What does this mean?
This shows that this Master Popok is not a waste at all!
If I am a waste, then Chief Dirty Claw, who is praised by everyone, is also a waste.
Hey, the enemy is too strong and has nothing to do with my command.
Great.
Finally I have a reason to wash away my shame.
However, Popok was obviously happy too early.
Just as the Filthy Claw clan was preparing to retreat, a gnoll messenger riding a wyvern landed on their position, bringing the orders of the Splitclaw Matron to the chieftain of the Filthy Claw clan.
That order was heartbreakingly simple.
The Splitclaw Clan's army was already heading towards the Black Flame Pass. When Mistress Splitclaw heard about what was happening here, she began to question the strength of the Dirty Claw Clan.
What the Mistress meant was that if this so-called Blood Flag Highland was still there before she arrived at Black Flame Pass, then Chief Dirty Claw and his people would have to consider changing to a more useful life form for the rest of their lives.
Survive.
This order completely blocked the possibility of the Filthy Claw clan retreating.
Especially the angry chief.
It was precisely because it relied on the Splitclaw clan to grow and develop that it understood the violent character of Mistress Splitclaw better. Its own clan was doomed. It had been relying on the Splitclaw clan for the past few decades, and now it was time to eat it.
All the good stuff was spat out.
Popok also looked desperate.
Chieftain Filthy Claw couldn't resist Mistress Splitclaw. It seemed like there was really no other way for her, a small defeated warlord, to die here except to die here.
However, the Splitclaw Mistress had nothing to do. She promised the Filthyclaw clan that she would send a spellcasting force to assist in the battle in three days.
But this thing is useful!
The other party has a golden person in charge!
Unless the Splitting Claw Lord’s mother comes here, this highland will be as stable as Mount Tai. Speaking of which, this golden strongman from Transcia really has no shame at all! You, a golden man, don’t sit in your own territory, why are you coming to the front line?
Is it fun to slaughter us novice soldiers? Did your Midnight Mother give you this power just to punch the Dark Mountain Kindergarten? Why not do something big to save or destroy the world to please yourself?
Bastard! We strong Jackals will not block the door of your new barracks and commit massacre.
You really have no skin and no face.
Pooh!
It really makes the jackals despise him.
However, the development of fate is so miraculous. Just after Chief Dirty Claw spent two desperate days, he suddenly received a piece of news that made the hair on his body explode.
"What did you say?"
Chief Dirty Claw looked at Popok who came to report the news with surprise on his face. The latter also looked in disbelief. He was not very convinced of the secret message from Nash, but he had no other choice but to endure it.
Scalp report to:
"The golden vampire psychic master retreated, and she retreated with the remnants of the army. Many tribesmen saw it! The new group of Transians rotated to the Blood Flag Highlands, and they are all fragile ordinary people.
There is no gold or even silver!
The priests under your command also confirmed this, they are seeking death!
Chief, now is the best time to capture that place!
Go ahead, Chief!
This is our only chance to win, wash away our shame, and survive before the arrival of the Splitting Claw Matron. You should also think about your people."
PS:
Thanks to the leader of the "Maple Leaf Live" brothers for the reward, more updates will be added next month.
