Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

Linshuicheng West Gate. Jiannan Yu finally moved this way in alarm.

“Is it all here?” He asks other people on the channel.

“Here we are…” the other five replied successively. Jiannan Yu's fashion didn't go out in a little mustache. He glanced out and only found glue disguised as a stall in the small market on the street of the city gate. When glue level is often set up in the small market of the city gate, it also plays a special role, and there is no suspicion in the disguise.

As for the other four, Jiannan carefully swept another lap, still didn't find it. Happy in my heart, I can't even recognize myself, not to mention the strangers.

“Danan, what now? Run out?” The message asked about the fire suit.

“It's a little troublesome, there seems to be a lot more people at the gate.” Says the rice herd.

Jiannan Yu soon discovered the problem as well. Compared to the previous time he went to the East Gate, at this time everyone was reunited, so late, the people under the city gate could be said to have surged. Before, Jiannan Yu was really ready to gather the strength of everyone. Just kill each other clean, and the opponent naturally doesn't know where he is. Jiannan Yu originally had this confidence.

But now that the number of people on the other side has increased dramatically, let alone killed a clean one, whether or not it can be killed out is a problem.

Time and silence on the channel.

“That's good.” The glue said, "I'm going to lure them away, and they're going to rush out. ”

“I'll do it anyway, so that my priest can attract all their attention.” The rice herd also spoke.

Everyone is silent. Rice pastoral words are correct, glue to attract the other party's attention, only the pastor can appear, but the problem is that glue, as an archer, has the advantage of speed, has the chance to escape. When the priest is exposed, it is certain that he will die.

“Then I'll go.” When no one spoke for a while, the idea of rice herding was settled and ready to show up, Jinnan Yu suddenly sent a message: "No one is going. ”

“What?” Rice fragrance questioned. Jiannan Yu has never been an emotional person.

“It's useless to lure you out. If you step outside, someone will destroy you. How many steps can you take?” Jinnan Yu said.

How can a man without speed lure his opponent away? They chased him down for less than two steps.

“What should we do?” One person asked.

“Listen to me!” At this time, Kennan's heart has had a comparison.

“Good idea!!!” After Kennan Yu said it, everyone called it a shooting.

Under the West Gate, more than a dozen clubs gathered in Linshuicheng. Everyone is a perfectly professional team, all trying to occupy the best position under the city gate, the atmosphere is very irrelevant, the eyes of each other are sprayed with fire. They are waiting for the results of the negotiations between the presidents of the Pastoral College, but as soon as they do not match, the battlefield will evolve here. Each team is ready for battle at this time, figuring out what they should do once the battle begins.

At the same time, however, they have not forgotten another mission: to keep an eye on the players coming and going.

The atmosphere was tense and solidified, and everyone was sweating heavily in the arms and hands.

Suddenly, near the nearest street of the gate, a priest rushed out in panic. Players from all walks of life under the gates will have their eyes lit up at this point.

“Is that him?” This hesitation had just flashed through the hearts of the people, who saw an arrow shoot from the alley out of the priest, right on the priest's shoulder.

The players beneath the gate had rioted, and they leaned towards the priest without a date.

The priest's footsteps did not stop, he tried to keep on running, helplessly followed his footsteps with a ball of fireworks, was hitting his back, and at the same time the tracking arrows flew in.

White light flashes! But in the aperture, something fell.

“Bang Dang” sounded, something landed, white light scattered, everyone saw the truth, it was a staff.

Almost at the same time, an archer had rushed out of the alley and ran under the approaching gate, rushing towards the staff on the ground. But immediately after that, a warrior rushed out. As soon as he hit the archer's waist, the archer was slammed out and the warrior tried to pick up the staff, and he moved a little too slowly. The masters of all walks beneath the gates had already reacted, yelling, the magic of the magician, the arrows of the archers soaring together. At the center of the staff, the magician set fire to the surrounding circle, and the archers shot at the warrior. Where else could the warrior head forward for half a step, panicking and retreating to the alley.

“Come on, Staff!!!” I don't know where it came from. The teams from all walks of life rushed forward, at a time when the speed advantage was greater, but a few steps away from the staff, instant fire descended from the sky, turning him into a flying ash. Everyone stopped. Whoever dares to pick up this staff at this time will immediately become a target. After the sacrifice of this poor player, everyone came to think of it.

When people look at me, let me look at you, the staff is just a few steps ahead of you, but no one dares to go forward to get it. Everyone is flying on their own private chat channel to figure out what to do, and more people have reported the situation to the chairman.

The pastoral college had been a mess for a long time. Growing up, the people were still negotiating the situation. No suitable solution was found. A pastor was resurrected from the pastoral college. Before the people came and saw clearly, the priest came off the line with the white light of resurrection. The people were standing still and received reports of the direction of Siemens: a priest died and a staff burst out.

As soon as the presidents heard about the situation, they also had a fart meeting and immediately led the members to the west gate to learn the details and the current situation.

“The staff is on the ground, nobody dares touch it! ”

This is a good condition, but it is never a long-term plan, because the items on the ground will be refreshed by the system when the time comes. And this time frame, it's only five minutes.

The fastest person from Pastoral College to West Gate is also unlikely to arrive in five minutes, which means someone has to pick up the cane before the chairmen can get there, otherwise everyone will be pounding water in a bamboo basket.

At this time, the presidents consider the situation from the earliest possible point of view, reminding the people: Look at the opportunity to grab the staff, even if you can't, make sure to see who found it, and the profession of this person.

At the same time, the guards of the resurrection points were instructed to be twelve points spiritual.

West Gate, the atmosphere is extremely tense. Half a minute has passed since the staff landed, and no one seems to be moving. But in fact, people in the front row are moving forward in a way that is extremely unpredictable. Everyone wants to get into a range, and one reaches the distance of the staff as soon as he reaches his arm, so that even if he dies instantly, he earns it. Unless your luck fades to the extreme, this death just pops out the cane you picked.

A minute later, the intentions of all were exposed, and by this time they had shortened a step by step, a change that the naked eye had judged sufficiently. The players in the back row were all a little surprised. In their view, the players in the front row were a step away from them without realizing how terrible it was to accumulate so little.

Someone came out of the front row!

In fact, you stand in line, and the distance from the staff is unlikely to be the same, and some people are a little further away, some people are a little closer. This is the closest person to the staff, only two steps away, one can be reached by bending over step, he finally can't hold on, he started first.

He's fast, but others are faster than him.

He was nearest to the staff, but some were closer to him than he was to the staff.

The two players next to him, as soon as the guy made a move, launched an attack, and the two joined forces to kill him on the spot. And one of the two players took advantage of the attack to get ahead of himself. After one hit, he wanted to get a cane, so he cared, and there was a player who kept a close eye on him.

The status at this point is a trigger, and it's already been touched twice? The chain reaction was swiftly completed, and everyone fought hard, pulling the cane forward and clearing away the strangers around them.

The scene was chaotic and the players had every means at their disposal.

Someone quickly picked up the staff in the confusion, and the people around them couldn't stop it, hurrying their feet and kicking the staff out. Underground was full of people and feet, and the staff could not roll far, but the former missed such a good opportunity and died instantly in the rebels.

The second player to find a chance in the chaos was kicked in the back just after bending down, losing his balance and falling to the ground, but his arm also tried to pinch the staff into his hand, without success. Eventually trampled to death by the player.

You finally realize that bending over and choosing a cane under such a mess is a death wish. So no one has done this recklessly. The players who approached the staff tried to stretch their legs and step on their feet.

Crowded, fighting, magic, death. It's none of my business. The players look at the scene in horror. At this time, Kennan, with several of his brothers, was quietly walking out of the side and out of the West Gate. No one noticed them, everyone's attention was on that staff on the ground.

Yet all this is just a play by Kennan Yu, even the dead priest is not one of their own. It's just a very low-level rookie player randomly identified on the street. With 50 gold coins and a nice piece of pastoral equipment, convince them to perform such a sacrifice.

As for the cane on the ground, it was just a common cane that the rookie player threw on the ground with his hands at the moment of his death, something that anyone could do.

Kennan calculates that these guys will have preconceived ideas as soon as they see the scene before. No one would ever think that this was just a play at a time like this, and use an appraisal technique to identify authenticity.

Kennan Yu's last walked out of the West Gate and looked back at the players who were still grabbing the common staff on the ground, leaving a scornful smile.

A little late ~ ~ (to be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)