A brown pointed leather boot stepped on the fat, tender and juicy fresh grass. Several of the tall and fat fresh grass suddenly turned into rotten leaves due to the collision between the sole and the ground, and green juice flowed from the sole.
Splashed out from gaps on the ground.
The owner of the leather boots, which were not very clean, was a young monk. He carried a long bow on his back, a broadsword on his waist, and a shaggy beard.
The skin is brown.
Years of exposure to wind and sun have left traces on his face.
"What the hell? I thought I stepped on shit!" The owner of the leather boots raised his feet with a frown, a look of disgust on his face, and looked left and right. After realizing that he had not stepped on anything foreign, his unhappy expression relaxed slightly.
He complained silently: "This grass is too exaggerated, is it so juicy?"
"Hehe... Brother, this game is so real, and the setting is that this map is rich in aura, so the grass grows so well!" Behind the owner of the leather shoes, there was a group of messy... bitches?
It may not be appropriate to say that they are bastards, but their flattering look and the fierce-looking owner of the leather boots make them look like bastards and their owners.
There is no sense of inconsistency!
This is a group of robbers.
In fact, not only the boots of the man with leather boots are made of leather, but the pants, clothes, nondescript hat, and the pair of gloves are all made of leather.
At first glance, it looks a bit like a down-and-out cowboy, but in this world, there is probably no concept of a cowboy.
He is the leader of this gang of robbers.
"It's just too damn real. Stepping on grass is like stepping on shit. It's really unreal!" said the man in leather boots.
"Give me spirit points and game rewards, but with the Emperor's Source, those things are good things. Of course, the good things must belong to us!"
"But brother, we are robbers, not professional gamers. Can we rob those professional gamers? It feels like our tricks are not as deep as those players!" someone said.
"What the hell is there a routine? Don't say I didn't point you out. This thing is actually similar to our profession. To sum it up in one word, it is [rob]. Whoever robs more will be awesome. It's just that we rob in the real world."
What we are trying to rob is money and treasures, but what we are robbing here is heads. In fact, the principles are the same, just rob them and that’s it!” Lao Dadao.
"That's great, boss!"
"That makes sense!"
Behind him, a hundred bandits looked at him with admiration.
The boss is the boss.
See the true meaning at a glance!
"Stop talking, I smell an unpleasant smell approaching, let's sneak over and attack this bitch!"
"Okay! Just like usual!"
This group of robbers usually robs a lot of property, so they have some experience.
They bent down, hiding their whereabouts, and slowly moved forward.
After a while, I saw darkness filled with ghosts and ghosts.
"Huhuhu~!" (Can't get up?)
"Gu Gu Gu~!" (Too many enemies!)
The robbers were whistling and signaling.
"Gujiguji~!" (How about running for your life?)
"Ink stains ink stains~!" (Escape.)
"Giri Giri~!" (This is a game, you won't die, so you're scared!)
"pilipili~" (That? Up?)
Boogie boogie~! “(Wait!) There is humanity.
"Puji pudji~?" (What?)
"Cool, cool, cool~!" (I want to poop~!)
"..."
"Ula Ula~" (Get out!)
"superior!"
Give an order.
The robbers jumped out of the grass.
"Puff puff~!"
There were no shouts of death or angry curses.
When it jumps out, the white knife goes in and the red knife comes out.
It's not too exciting at all.
The ghosts were stationed to rest, and many of them had no time to react, so they looked at the group of humans who had just appeared, harvesting the same kind of life with one knife.
What's going on?
They were confused for a few seconds.
What's going on with these people?
Why did you stab him all of a sudden without saying a word?
It’s too baffling...
This is a robber, a group of robbers!
I won’t yell at you when I come out. I’ll kill you first. If you have any questions, we’ll wait until you kneel down and beg for mercy. We’ll talk about it later. This is a group of bandits who don’t completely control the road. If it’s not necessary, they will definitely not be like TV.
It's like it's staged, I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, etc. Waiting for you for a long time, people will either copy you or run away, waiting for you to say your lines?
Something wrong!
After stabbing several ghosts in succession, the ghosts reacted.
Hold!
Someone came out and fucked me again out of nowhere.
"Back to defense, back to defense, back to defense!"
Only after a batch was lost did the ghosts react.
We are under enemy attack.
Send an alert quickly.
"Kill this group of ants from all races who don't know the heights of the sky."
"Ho~!"
The ghosts who reacted quickly launched a defense and then counterattacked.
Bandits know how to inflict damage on their enemies.
One after another rushed forward.
What they did was really confusing.
Don't say a word, just do it.
It's that straightforward.
Rumble~!
The robbers are certainly no match for the ghosts, this is normal.
The ghost clan reacted and killed these bandits with just a few casual attacks.
"Sir, they are all destroyed!"
The owner of the leather boots also fell in a pool of blood.
No one will survive.
The ghosts were victorious.
However, the commander present did not look very happy.
He frowned.
The mood is solemn.
"Which wave of lunatics is this for sneak attacks?" the commander asked.
"Sir, it's the 64th sneak attack." Someone answered.
"The 64th time?"
"Yes sir, we can kill each other every time!"
Logically speaking, if you can defeat the opponent every time, that is a good record, but... the commander is not happy at all.
"64 waves, 64 deaths, 64 sneak attacks..."
"What happened to these creatures of all races? The whole army was wiped out 64 times, but they were not afraid at all? Are they just like moths flying into the flame? Their behavior in the past few days was not like this." The commander said.
In their eyes, there is no extradition, no fusion of the Shura Fairyland and the False God Realm, there is just the idea that they have invaded the Road-Building Fairyland.
He could still think that Shura Fairyland had never changed.
They still looked at the Zhengtu battlefield with the same eyes as they had in the past few days. They didn't understand what happened. It was so scary.
They don't know that they have been turned into a game. In fact, the players' mentality in Zhengtu Battlefield is already different from before.
"Boom~"
One wave comes after another.
Before they could examine the robber's body, the other side of the army was ambushed again.
"Sir, we were... attacked again, and the eyes of that group of people were different. When these monsters saw us, they were full of desire just like when we saw them before."
"Treat us as prey?"
"Kill me, leave no one alive!" the commander ordered.
"What's going on here? Why are all the creatures of all races acting like changed people and not wanting to die? Before, weren't they still... trembling and kneeling in front of us to beg for mercy? Why are they suddenly... not wanting to die now?
The kind that kills you, launches a sneak attack without saying a word, and doesn't matter even if you die?" The ghost clan was completely confused.
In fact... this is just one of the small battlefields, just a small episode.
When the fat monk announced the start of the competition, all the creatures from all over the Shura Wonderland began to fight back, whether it was an honest fight or a vicious and dirty move.
Use every possible means.
The ghost clan... were beaten completely into confusion.
The creatures of all races are completely different from those in the impression.