Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

Gu Fei gently dropped the line, stirring the cloud city from large to small, many people without the six gods. Mr. Han also despised the mercenary channel. No one dared to answer. The tragedy of the royal gods has not yet been forgotten. Mr. Han pointed to the sword ghost to ask about their mission. The sword ghost pretended to be deaf and mute. He himself searched for the resurrection camp in the northeast direction, but even Gu Fei could not get a chance here. The sword ghost walked two laps and naturally did not have a good chance.

But the Sword Ghost was also an idle person, so he switched to another camp and tried to pick up players and beat each other up with the camp NPC the way he had before. But Cloud City players are not foolish enough to lose a camp because of this insidious joke. The Sword Ghost pretended to be a play and was recognized. The Sword Ghost is actually idle. It's nothing to try. I haven't reported much hope in my heart. I've left a long way to go. Before the other side tried to complete the siege, a fog raid took a long way out.

The Sword Ghost returned to the League of Assassins in the city and received another assassination mission. He turned out to be an unknown chairman. Even Yu did not know, and it was a shame to make Yu brother - his information was actually missing. The sword ghost, in turn, comforted Young-goo a few words. At that time, the task was definitely cancelled. As a result, the mission was cancelled twice in a row. The League of Assassins made serious criticism of the sword ghost, seriously warning him that this frightening and heavy work style was not necessary. Sword ghosts can't laugh.

To punish Swordsmen, the League of Assassins gambled against giving Swordsmen missions. Sword ghosts sneaked around the clouds, nothing else. Boring, lonely! Upper walls play stone throwing machines, go to battle to kill people, sword ghosts alone game, so many players, but none of them are their own partners. So far into the morning, the players were exhausted. Municipal warfare did not take place at a fixed time every day, as in confrontation, and since the official opening was announced last night, there has been no mention of when it will stop.

Stick to staying up all night until now, mostly the ashes of swordsmen and ghosts who are used to playing all night games. Those who were especially prepared to stay up all night because of the war in the city couldn't stand to retreat until the second half of the night, and there were many people there. Compared to the sight of the four men thriving at the beginning of the city war last night, the four directions in the north-east and north-west all seem a little depressed at this moment.

Players who fought all night, not without gain.

At least the death cap was set by the player to die. This took the lead in the direction of the South Gate, where the fighting had not been interrupted. Due to recurring events in the direction of the North Gate, those who did not want to mess around here with the Grand Convention chose the South Gate opposite the North Gate. Even the Mafia League, which later moved, chose to set foot in the direction of the South Gate. No one here proposes any cooperation, no one pretends to be the Great God to come forward to lead. Everyone spontaneously strives to attack the system. As soon as they mill, grind, consume and consume, at last, players find themselves declared dead and unable to die again, leaving the city war.

This phenomenon is like an infectious disease. After the first person occurs, there is a second person and a third person. The system is very fair and non-discriminatory. It is not possible to target a particular club for killing. Countless players have successively reached this threshold. And some of these players who deduced the duration of their stay in the resurrection camp after death finally came up with this death cap.

Twenty-five times. When the player dies twenty-five times, the system will announce your complete death and exit the war.

The news undoubtedly caused the players to panic. Whatever this number is, having such a cap can make people sick. There were a lot fewer players on the battlefield, and many began to be cautious and even shrouded. When this scenario is discovered, it becomes even less visible. By early morning, when most players are ready for a downline break, the siege player can say it's a big loss.

“Rest offline, come as early as you can, the war in the city is probably just a few days, the days will be a bit harder for all of us.” This was essentially the case in the congregations, where the president said so many words before his dissolution, and everyone returned to the Resurrection Camp and went off-line.

Of course, the city war did not stop completely, and the people who fought all night went down at this time, but those who got off the line on time, or couldn't support it in the middle of the night, after supplementing their sleep, missed the city war events, but rushed to early shift.

The city war is still going on, just not last night.

At this time, urban warfare in the entire parallel world is a phase in which much discussion has taken place in the Forum. After you get off the line in the morning, you will habitually have to climb a lap in the forum. The official forum also opened a city warfare section for city warfare activities, one of the most popular of all, with major city players discussing their city warfare.

Brother Yu liked to summarize the data. He wanted to pack up and summarize some of the settings found in the first day of the war. As a result, he found that the settings sent by the players were piecemeal and had already been compiled into a single post. This post was also set by the editor. It was quite eye-catching and the content was constantly being refurbished.

Yu went in and looked at the problem like the 25th upper limit of death, it has already been compiled. There are some setups that Yu knows, this post is all involved, Yu has nothing to add, and attracting some knowledge that he doesn't know from here is about as good as it gets.

How powerful are people? Yu is emotional, but if you look closely, the settings still vary from city to city and cannot be covered in general terms. Especially in a castle with special terrain such as Lin Shui City, the war between the city and Cloud City is completely different. Their attacking players are scattered across the surrounding water islands, attacking by boat from the waterway, and the system is also sailing against the enemy on the water, which sounds interesting. But none of the players in Water City thought so.

With this set aside, most of what Yuko saw in the City Wars section was the history of tears the players complained about in the City Wars. The battle pattern varies from city to city, but the results are extremely similar, all of them thrown out of armor by the system, and no main city sees a clear hope of victory. The best part is Sunset City.

Sunset City players used the dry channel that crossed the Castle on their terrain to try to drill directly into the Castle from there. Players from all over the city gathered here, did not attack the gates of the city, attacked the river, and the guards of the system were cut on both sides, climbing against the system, stone smashing, and vowed to die inside.

But climbing forward, the shameless system blocked the river long ago. But Sunset City players didn't give up on this, and they believed it was a way to win, and they were ready to rediscover the river. According to the author, by the time he posted, a large pit had been dug and it was believed that sooner or later it would be possible to dig through. This spirit of insistence on labor in the face of systematic massacre was greatly appreciated by the respondent players, many of whom claimed to learn this spirit and went back and dug the walls.

About the outer city, Yu Brother, that is to say, look at the joke, in the Tao Hai tao, finally found something about Yunnan City. By clicking on the most replied post, Yu can't help but admire it. Thousands of miles and thousands of miles. You are so bright and outstanding all the time.

Cloud City players are highly enthusiastic, and it is precisely the city guard players who appear in their main city.

City Watch players may not be unique to Cloud City. In addition to Gu Fei and Jiangui, it is now known that there are also Apple vinegar, water cutter arrows, Xiao Lei and others who have joined the camp, so that it can be seen that this thing already exists in the camp, in the absence of a clear indication from the system, because there are still people whose luck has mixed into the camp.

But the problem is that this kind of person is ultimately an absolute minority. Like Ray, what kind of wave can a city watchman make? A man sweeps the streets, picks up stones, pushes a trolley for delivery, can't attract much attention.

Only Gu Fei, alone caused countless bloody storms. The two biggest clubs in Cloud City, across the sea and singing about alcohol, were just being drained by this bloody storm. The posting player in Cloud City doesn't know which character, but instead, it is from the perspective of these two major congresses, playing life to complain that he is not drunk. The more people look at it, the more they think that this person should be the black of the two major clubs, right?

Since the system is set to guard the city after a thousand miles of intoxication, how can he attack the attacking player too much, and what can he complain about? It's just that he knocked over two clubs all by himself. It's a little too much, but when did it become a mistake? Yu looked closely at the player's reply, and found that the player had no hatred for the drunken behaviour of a thousand miles; nor was he sympathetic to the encounter between the sea and wine as a song. The concern is, how can you be so powerful when you're drunk? A thousand fights a man. Does that give other players a chance?

“Is this actually a black mile?” Young-goo covertly, from the final orientation of the post, the player eventually concentrated on a thousand miles of drunken excessively powerful and grumpy.

“Using player opinion to attack Thousand Miles, was it the harmonist?” Yu remembered Ye Xiaowu's gang.

At this point in the game, the Grand Convention's ash-rated players have stayed up all night, and most of them have gone offline to rest. But when it comes to wine, the group headed up against the stream is still not offline. Instead of not having any fatigue, these people are shaking their minds.

They didn't stay up all night, and over the hours of the night, the characters took turns to rest offline, much less, but in any case, the energy was much stronger than the players who stayed dead all night.

Opposite the North Gate, in the abandoned Camp 3, the 212 people gathered up against the river. These are the backbone members of his trusted congregation, 212 of whom can all be named in reverse flow. They are arguably the mainstay of a song about wine. These 212 may not have an absolutely balanced career, but some have absolute executive loyalty. Upstream believes that there will be no one-sided watering party in these 212 people.

At this time, they are gathered here precisely for the great task of the congregation.

He was completely cautious going up the river, and he didn't even speak on the Convention Channel. The 212 broke up into three teams, up the river, fanning, and a magician named Haifeng led a team each.

Against the current, Fanling and Haifeng stood together. The three of them discussed the topic, and went straight to the meeting channel. If you have any comments, reply back.

“This is the place? Are you sure?” he said backflow.

“Sure! I've been looking for a lot of people. That's it.” The sea breeze said.

The three surrounded a triangle, one of which was an open area belonging to the first three camps. This small area has its function: Save Downline. And because of that feature, it was fortunate to be the place to step down a thousand miles drunk, and now it's being targeted by the backflow.

Facing a thousand miles of drunkenness? There's a risk of murder, not to mention whether or not we can find a thousand drunks to fight it. So, riding down the line a thousand miles drunk, we got this opportunity to go up against the current: directly where he went down, waiting for him to go up and ambush him directly.

What is not normally possible at that time. Because normally the line area is a safe zone, there is no contact, let alone an ambush. But now, the special thing about urban warfare is that there's no safety zone, and the upstream feels that this is the least they can do to eliminate a thousand miles of drunkenness, and you can't miss it.

Of course, annihilation is not really his main purpose, but rather his task. Thirty miles away on that mission.

Analysis suggests that the task scenario is to kill a thousand miles drunk in order to be able to learn the next step from Gilkino's mouth, or to get the task item directly from a thousand miles of drunken deaths. For the sake of safety, this approach was conceived up against the current. Thousands of miles down the drunk line were eye-catching, and he was the spotlight, and where he was down the line, up the river, they could easily hear it. In order to even, in many ways, seek to prove it, we circled an area that was drunk enough for a thousand miles.

Backflow is confident that there will be no more errors, so the player is led in a meticulous arrangement of this coordinate area.

“Trap, down, down, down, full, let him step on the line.” Commander Fanling.

“If you get caught in a trap, can you still move instantly?” Someone asked.

“I don't know...” Nobody moves this skill instantly.

“The instant movement is six meters away.” The sea breeze says, "We stand in a circle with a six meter radius in the center of this area. The magician practiced, the radius of the circle, the range spell should cover enough and kill a thousand miles drunk. ”

“Wait, the trap is now down. What if the other players step on it?” There's a trap in mind.

“This… would rather kill by mistake than let go?” Fanling asked backflow.

“I have a friend who is a thousand miles drunk, and he does have a systematic tip when he goes online. However, if I neglect, or if I give orders slowly, or if everyone reacts slowly…" It matters a lot, and the final decision to do it upstream is a bit harsh, so to speak: “Let's just do this, someone will kill you. Not so coincidentally. How many people can be offline in this place? ”

“These unlucky guys, they just let us practice.” The idea of the sea breeze is even more brutal.

“Archers and magicians are the main attackers, and other professions are on standby to deal with sudden-onset situations.” Reverse the flow up and finally give the General Command.

“I'm sure there won't be any sudden situations, so he can keep running.” Fans are confident.

The next step is to wait, warrior thieves, knights, priests and other careers can be a little more relaxed, but the magicians and archers have to concentrate, and no one can believe what happens when they react to an inadvertent drunkenness. Are you sure you can handle this? There are only 212 people here... success or failure is here! Everyone knows that.

“Thousands of miles drunk. What time did you get down last night? ”

“Eleven? ”

“Eight hours of sleep is not enough. Why not? ”

“You want some breakfast? ”

“It's time to eat too! ”

“Don't you have a computer at home and run the Internet? ”

“Is everything all right? ”

“Why aren't you here yet? ”

It was ten o'clock and after seven or eight o'clock in the desolate morning market, the game grew lively again. Lifestyle Regularists basically chose to go online at this time. Care for Gu Fei also appeared at this time, but remained invisible. However, no one has ever been online in the center of the circle, but in the six-metre radius area, the white light comes from time to time. These people have urban warfare, some are not, but when they go online, they see this, they all scare the shit out of them. People don't talk much about alcohol as songs, so just let them out. Players look like these people are killing each other, and no one dares ask.

At 10: 30, another half hour passes. Everyone was complaining and suddenly there was a white light in their hearts.

“Attention!!!” The backflow shouted and shouted God to the people, and everyone had been waiting for a long time. Immediately, the fire opened, the tracking arrows, the range spell, the air bombarded. The trap “snap” sound also sounded timely, who did not see the person appearing in the white light, because the white light had risen again, the person's face was digested without being revealed. Back up the stream, it just swept away the friendship bar. No, it didn't go live once a thousand miles were drunk.

“Not…” The upstream regrettable announcement found that people were not very frustrated. This has been lonely for a long time. Come and kill someone. It's also very active! The crowd got a little excited, and then it was time to clean up and do it again.

He turned his eyes for another half hour, the white light came up, and he felt like he heard the system prompt at the same time. He suddenly had a wonderful hunch, but seriously reminded people: "Attention!!! ”

Still a tracking arrow, a range spell that directly masks the white light appearing on the other side, who is it? Still can't see clearly, people have disappeared, but the reflux went up and took a quick look at the system news, excited to announce: "It's a thousand miles drunk right!!! ”

“Holy shit!!!” Everyone was excited to throw their arms, and they succeeded in killing a thousand miles drunk, albeit shamelessly.

“Holy crap, this is so harsh...” It was very embarrassing to be sent to Gu Fei at the Resurrection Point as soon as it went online. I can't believe I've been hated to this point. Ambush where I'm offline and hit my heart... Who is it? Gu Fei didn't even see it.

I really don't want Gu Fei to hang up, but I can't think of any other way for him to get out of this ambush... (Unfinished, please visit www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)