"Number...could this be the legendary fourth natural disaster?!"
Looking at the countless players on the screen who were constantly attacking Atuo, Ge Xiaolun felt that he couldn't hold his tongue straight.
Although these people are very weak, I'm afraid there won't be any soldier in the whole world who can attack with such ferocity without fear of death!
"If the quantity is sufficient, it can indeed be called a natural disaster."
Du Qiangwei also had a look of exclamation on her face.
"But... why do you want to replace the armor and iron swords that are obviously more useful with cloth clothes and wooden swords?"
Liu Chuang asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Although I feel a little unauthentic.
But at this moment, watching these so-called 'fourth natural disasters' die generously, Liu Chuang felt that he suddenly had an urge to laugh.
Immediately, I fell into deep condemnation.
In any case, the other party was trying to help him and others, and even lost his life for it. It was really inappropriate for him to still have such immoral thoughts.
"You seem to be focusing on the wrong thing."
Kesha's face regained its calmness, and even became slightly solemn.
"Where is wrong?"
Dukao said puzzled.
Dukao was very unhappy with Kesha.
Even if you feel unhappy, you can't defeat the opponent.
"If you hadn't stopped them, but had allowed the Xiongbing Company to take action, these warriors wouldn't have sacrificed so much!" Dukao said angrily.
"Pfft~"*2
Two laughters came from the mouths of the two captured female players.
"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with what I said? Look at those warriors who sacrificed their lives. They are your companions!"
Dukao was a little hysterical.
Because I have lost something, I know how to cherish what I have now.
The war in the Deno system made Dukao more aware of the value of peace and life.
Now, with so many warriors dying in front of him, Dukao can feel the tragic feeling.
but--
Why do labor and management feel like they want to laugh?!
Dukao felt guilty for having such thoughts.
"No, we are professionally trained. We don't laugh at ordinary things."
The female player who was taking photos in civilian clothes said with a straight face.
"Yes, unless you can't help it."
Another female player added.
"You're still laughing!"
Dukao felt that if things continued like this, he might have to laugh out loud.
"Well, actually, I think if you meet the group of people outside in the future, if you don't want to be hacked, it's better not to call them warriors."
The female player who was wearing cloth before spread her hands and reminded her kindly.
"Why?"
"This is the secret."
Another female player stuck out her tongue with a confidential tone.
But even if I say it, I’m afraid no one here will believe it.
Who knows how many players on another continent have been deceived by this sentence and bankrupted~
"Then why do you think they took off their armor and weapons?" Dukao felt like he was a little confused.
Obviously the most important thing now is to stop the massacre of the demon outside the door?!
"Have you noticed that these people are becoming more and more agile in their movements. From being instantly killed by the opponent with one sword at the beginning, they can now easily dodge one or two swords." Holy Kesha said.
Dukao suddenly frowned tightly.
If there are only one or two players, then naturally nothing can be seen.
But when thousands of players rushed towards Atuo regardless of life or death.
Then you can easily see the problem.
It only takes one hit for the opponent to kill a hundred people at the beginning.
But now it may take ten or dozens of hits to kill a hundred opponents.
even--
These so-called ‘fourth natural disasters’ can also find opportunities to counterattack the opponent twice.
Theoretically, those wooden swords cannot cause harm to Atuo.
But I don't know if it was an illusion, but Dukao always felt that there seemed to be blood dripping from Ato's body. Although the wound healed just in an instant, it seemed to really exist.
"They seem to have figured out the formula for Ato's offense."
There was a slight solemn look on Holy Kesha's face.
At this stage, many people rely on their rich experience to fight. This is also the reason why angels have stronger combat effectiveness as they age, even though they are also third-generation gods.
But everyone's fighting style will instinctively follow their own subconscious.
By using the Sky Blade system to assist your own battles, you can figure out the opponent's attack rhythm through trial and error.
This is also the main way of fighting between kings.
However, this is the first time I have seen this kind of attack below the king level.
"But, even if this is the case, so many human lives are simply not worth it."
Qilin frowned, her face full of sadness.
"Those who are compassionate, I, Sun Wukong, am willing to admit that they are true warriors!"
Sun Wukong, who was sitting cross-legged in the sacred Kaisha shield, couldn't help but admired.
This kind of courage to go forward and die one after another is simply greater than that of a saint.
"But what if none of them die?"
Holy Kesha's voice sounded slowly, causing everyone else to look at Holy Kesha one by one.
"Although I don't know what kind of black technology was used, I just saw a person rushing forward more than once, and they have been fighting for so long with tens of thousands of deaths, but the number of players has not decreased."
Holy Kesha said seriously.
"So they took off their weapons and armor?"
"Maybe it's to prevent it from being lost."
Xiongbing Company......
It was the first time I met someone who valued equipment more than his own life.
but--
If this group of people is really as analyzed by Holy Kesha, they are really qualified to be called a natural disaster!
And everyone is intentionally avoiding one thing.
It seems that as the battle goes on, these 'natural disasters' become stronger.
If at the beginning the player was only equivalent to an ordinary person, now the weakest player is equivalent to the combined strength of two or three people.
Just when everyone on the Juxia was discussing the players, the players in the water mirror made new moves.
Those players who were originally wearing civilian clothes uniformly put on their armor and picked up their weapons.
A group of players who looked like warriors stood at the front, and a group of players holding staffs began to chant in unison.
Fireball, ice spike, wind blade...
Debuff status, gain status, trap...
In an instant, the entire water mirror became colorful, which was truly wonderful.
"Although I want to study the void, you angels seem to have introduced a more terrifying creature."
A gentle voice sounded in the Grand Canyon conference room.
The scholar-like god of death, Karl, appeared on the side of the conference room.
"Hello, King of the Gods, I should have met you as soon as I came to Blue Star, but I met a like-minded companion on the way and chatted for a while. I hope you--"
Looking up at Kesha and Kyle, Karl's expression froze.