Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

The news of the assassination of the presidents of the two clubs soon spread. Over 800 clubs in Cloud City, everyone felt threatened. They all felt that there was a knife hanging over their heads. Earlier, people who watched a few big walks turn upside down drunk, everyone looked at them stealing pleasure. Now that I think about that situation, I feel like I'm in a situation, and I feel like it's going to happen to me soon.

Worse still, the nightmare continues to spread. Following the killing of two presidents, Yuntian and Dark Night, three more presidents of the fifth level club were killed in a time of public debate. As before, the murderers quickly left when they got their hands on them, and no one had a chance to capture them, and the only good news about the three assassinations was that the three presidents had not been declared completely dead like the night.

The city war was swiftly interrupted, the battlefield forgot the club I had torn up, and withdrew from the front. No one wanted to be assassinated in such a chaotic situation without clarity. In fact, you can also see that the target of the other party is just the chairman, so there are some clubs where the chairman just retreats from the fire line and the members continue to fight. And some of them, the chairman felt like he was just hiding out, so he took the whole thing down. A legion of players who did not have any advantage, suddenly reduced their investment, was beaten by the system guards for a thousand miles, the battlefield quickly fell desolate, only the system guards showed up, the players rushed out of the resurrection camp and came back, only to those around them poor Baba, all hesitated.

“Can't fight!!” A lot of players are looking for worthless things to fall on and express their outrage.

“A thousand miles of drunkenness must be eliminated!” The man of consciousness said.

“Thousands of miles of drunkenness, the war in the city will never be over.” Just as news came, the fifth president was killed, but this one was luckier than the black index finger. He was not killed in honor, he died only once, so there was no sharp punishment for 15 deaths at a time, and the camp was being resurrected to thank God for his kindness.

Gu Fei is also a human being, and there will be mistakes, especially when the other party is in battle. I really don't know how much life there is. This time, the injury was not controlled accurately, and the person was beaten to death. Now that he and Fireball's two-man team have stagnated, the fireball still has his assignment hanging on it, and he has to go to the resurrection camp to complete it. But at this time, the city war stagnated again. A large number of players withdrew from the battlefield stash. Gu Fei and Fireball also had the opportunity to evacuate the industry. At this time, they looked particularly eye-catching on the battlefield plain, as there were almost no more players on all fours.

“I didn't think it would have an impact.” Brother Yu and others looked at this empty battlefield and stared. When everyone completed a wave of tasks in exchange for pursuing new goals, they were the only ones left in the desolation of the heavens and the earth.

“Thought we could play like this for a while!” Unfortunately, it was easy to form a task with a few girls. After completing one, the next enemy was withdrawn without finding it.

“Each group has killed one so far, which is pretty good.” The Sword Ghost gave it a good review.

“Insane, where is this bastard!!!” On a very anti-sky channel, she still echoes the scream of a slender waist dance, and she hasn't found a target yet.

“Why don't you go back to town? We seem to be getting a little noticeable now..." Yu suggested. Since there was no mixed battle on the battlefield, several of their players were still very ambitious.

“Well, everybody go back to town first.” The swordsmen shouted, and the crowd returned to the city, except for the skinny waist dance and Yanagishita, who were still floating outside.

The East Gate, the crowd gathered to discuss the next half.

The resurrection camp outside the Dongcheng Gate is also home to a large crowd of presidents to discuss how to deal with thousands of drunk people. Everyone didn't want to make a fuss when the first thousand miles of drunkenness were just a toss. But now it turns out that if they don't mess around, they will come to the door once they're drunk, and everyone doesn't want to sit around and die.

“Honor killings, this is actually the case…” The four banks will seize this opportunity and immediately launch a campaign. The camp guard captains immediately lined up in a long line, and all the players came to pick up the task of killing a thousand drunk and two swordsmen.

You just don't know what to do when you're done with your assignment. The task did not give coordinate prompts, many people do not know the drunken and swordsmith for a thousand miles, the enemy is dark. I am in the clear. This feeling is really annoying. Everyone can only stare at the city gates with eyes wide open. When someone comes out, they are nervous and vigilant. After a long time, everyone has very micro words.

“Who is this guy? Always back out to pick up stones, so it's as easy as laughing at us! ”

“Who knows, maybe it's just a drunken disguise! ”

“I'm bored. Have you ever seen a thousand miles drunk? ”

“No, what about you? ”

“Neither, I heard of the purple sword in black. ”

“What about his gear? ”

“Then I don't know, where and where! ”

The discourse is everywhere, but there is no specific programme. The chairman of the four major clubs sees no such thing as going on. People don't attack the city, but they don't show up when they're drunk. Is that how they keep up these disgusting tasks outside the city? More than 800 clubs, hundreds of thousands of people, scared by dozens of people to attack the city? It's out there. Cloud City can't be seen as the least expensive and garbage castle?

Players have a sense of castle honor, and no one can tolerate this ending. The final speech to the chairman of the drinking song in the four major meetings went up against the current, hoping that the various walks of life would unite and continue to attack the city. The task of protecting the chairman can be entrusted to the 400 legions of their four major congregations. Upstream promises to the presidents that this legion of 400 men, absolutely one of the most elite teams in Cloud City today, is made up of the elites of all four of their congregations.

Some chairmen of small clubs think that thousands of people can't help but get drunk at the convention. If they really have bad luck, the plenary is not against each other, they can only play hide-and-seek cats with their luck. At this time, after releasing the news upstream, a number of chairmen were very supportive and came to report protection.

Advocacy was further expanded upstream, emphasizing that collective protection could save a lot of people. This naturally makes sense, and eventually, more than 800 clubs in the whole cloud city participated in the city war, and about 95 percent of the clubs decided to accept the upstream proposal. More than 700 chairmen, eager to move backwards to the top of the ranks. As a result, there were 764 presidents, while only 400 were responsible for their protection.

Of course, these 400 people are the absolute elite, and of the 764 chairmen, there are a lot of masters, but there are also a lot of rookies. Some junk presidents in the 30th grade are also mixed up in the meantime. Upstream hosts them all equally, but everyone feels that these presidents have come to take refuge and take themselves too seriously. Once you're drunk, you never look for a lower hand.

The presidential party was not the first, but this one was much more complete than the first. At this time, the farm on the outskirts of the clouds is full of presidents and spectacular.

“Cough, we only have so many presidents. Gathering together is also a force. Do you think it's necessary to keep 400 people protected?” Says Sword Without Oath.

“Of course it is necessary.” Back up the stream: “These are the masters who command others. Now stacked together to listen to people's commands, I doubt I can do anything to cooperate. Besides, this is all based on the chairman, not the profession, as if there was no balance. I just took a rough sweep. There are very few priests in the chairman's profession and many warriors...”

“Hmm...” All the veterans of the Internet understand this phenomenon. There is a classic iron triangle combination that has been used for many years in the online world, and even in today's parallel worlds, certain moments are used against enemies. In the combination of this method of warfare, the warrior who serves as the MT is the fundamental to the survival of the team. Such a core role, it is easy to be the boss of a team, and when a meeting is established, it is natural to become the chairman.

“But to take care of more than 700 people, I feel a little busy, the chairmen still have to organize, and what happens has to be a force for battle.” Backflow up the road.

Everyone nodded and presented the proposal to the presidents very democratically. The presidents actually came together and found that only so many people had the guts to be fat. At this time, there were a number of people who suggested that the four main lines would withdraw the 400 people, and they could protect themselves. As a result, the upstream and the lips and tongues explain that the presidents do not have a professional balance. As for everyone, there may be difficult cooperation between them. If they do not listen well, the upstream and the upstream will naturally be difficult to disclose.

So the presidents began to make a fierce team, while the members of the line under the presidents started to act again and began to consume the siege. After so long, the players also found that the guards of the system had been replenished in a limited amount after the defeat, so as long as it lasted, the city war could still be won. But once a thousand miles drunk these mess guys must be eliminated. At this time, the defects of the "dragonless" attributes have been revealed. After entering this state, their club channels were actually blocked. Without club channels, they had to form their own teams to fight, and communication was inconvenient, resulting in low cooperation and assistance between each other.

Gu Fei and others have not been out of town for a long time, but clearly grasp the movement outside the city. With more than 700 people gathered together, intelligence on major events could easily be gathered. And the skinny waist dance and Yanagishita are the very names that go on a tour. In such a scene, the thin waist dancing mouth did not obey, but the mind also abandoned the initial idea of "getting into the mess and finding out and killing out the insanity”. At this time, the farm on the outskirts of the cloud was tightly protected, and 400 players completely sealed off the area, while the presidents all accumulated in circles and no one went out. And those who want to enter the circle will be subjected to extremely tight scrutiny. The fine waist dance and Yanagishita don't know what the scrutiny is, but they are stopped to ask something, obviously they can't mix in. People ask you to give your name and the club, and then check with the chairman to reveal them all.

“It's very convenient to do the job now, because all the chairmen are in this position.” Thin Waist Dance and Yanagishita Incarnate are two scouts reporting to the organization.

“But it's hard to get the job done because the chairmen are all surrounded and checked in and out, and they're not in any trouble on the moon right now.” Slim waist dance said.

“Have you ever been to the moon?” Yu asked.

“I went there once when I was a kid, it was boring. Not recommended.” Slim waist dance said.

Everyone is silent, and the slim waist dance is a super rich man. She's had such a luxurious tourist experience on the moon.

“This is an opportunity to fight it all out!” Gu Fei said.

Without him, the brain of a normal player would never call this a “chance”.

“Let's think about what we can take advantage of right now.” The Sword Ghost calls on everyone to join forces.

“The task of assassinating the Chairman, I don't think it's possible to go on for the time being.” Yu said.

“Of course. ”

“Why don't we see if there's a big mission in town?” Yu proposed.

“Yes, yes!!” June's rain strongly supports it.

“Well, that's all there is to it, Chili, don't you think?” The Sword Ghost said.

“One net...”

“The meeting adjourned.” Sword Ghost announces.

“Shit!” Gu Fei depressed.

“You can also study your mission.” The Sword Ghost said.

“By the lake on the outskirts of the clouds...” Gu Fei just whispered and saw the tricky eyes leave very agile.

“It's been a long, two-way mission, and I think there's going to be a big breakthrough in the city war.” Sword ghost said.

“Well, I'll check it out. Is anybody coming with me?” Gu Fei called.

Since everyone seriously suspected that Gu Fei was abducting and cutting people off, no one responded. Finally, there were only fireballs left, and the will was firm: “Drunken brother, I'm with you. ”

“Okay!” Gu Fei was helpless and could only accept this option.

“Are we going out of town to rendezvous with them?” Fireball asked.

“Why?”

“On the shore of Lake Yunxiao, if you take the girl, we'll both start a misunderstanding, it's disgusting!” Fireball said.

“Don't worry, I'll chop you to death if I start a misunderstanding, so there's no misunderstanding?” Gu Fei said.

“Drunk brother, I was wrong.” Fireball tears filled the face.

There was another out-of-town feud, and the two changed their clothes and went out of town. Others have scattered in search of a mission, and the Sword Ghost himself is preparing to do so, but saw Thunder walking back from outside the city wearily behind a huge basket.

“Ray!” Greetings, Sword Ghost.

“Fighting again.” Little Ray was helpless, and his task of cleaning up the battlefield was naturally impossible as soon as the battlefield broke out, but as soon as it stopped, it would be dispatched. Ray thinks he's not a chamber of commerce, he's a health team.

“You're looking for other tasks too!” The Sword Ghost said.

“Well, look, I'll take a break before I look, you're busy.” Thunder said goodbye to the Sword Ghost.

He handed himself the assignment, climbed back to his tavern, and Ray poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all. After tapping his mouth twice, he felt it was not good enough, so he went into the liquor cabinet and went over to prepare his own formula, and suddenly he heard the door around him squeaking and being pushed open.

“Who is it?” Xiao Ray didn't turn back. The guests who were able to reach his tavern at this time were the same wave as before. The names were roughly introduced for a circle.

“Me, booze.” The people who came said.

Thunder shocked, so familiar with the sound and words, hurried back, saw a man coming through the door, searched for a table and sat down, pulled out a bunch of empty bottles and threw them on the table, knocked on the table and said: "Hurry, hurry. ”

“You... what brings you here?” Ray was surprised.

“Why can't I come?” Han asked.

“War on the city!” Ray stared.

“Hmm, neutral players can go in and out of the castle at will, something I should have noticed a long time ago.” Mr Han said.

“Are you a neutral player?” Ray asked.

“How else would I be sitting here?” Master Han said, "Bring the wine!!! ”

“Coming, I have a new wine!” Little Thunder is excited. Finally, there's acoustics. Then he hurriedly hugged a big bucket and found a big cup to pour to Han's son: “Try it first. ”

Mr. Han's eyes lit up when he heard about the new wine, and he hurried over. Ray just picked up the glass, sucked his nose and found that it was very different from the usual drinks in the game, and then took a deep sip.

“What do you say?” Ray's a little nervous.

“So intense...” Han's son frowned, "There is such intense wine in the game. This kind of wine needs to be deep in the water. The fool can smell it and get drunk all day. ”

“Ha ha, get excited!” Ray said.

“Stimulus. But let's do it the same way! I need to stay sober right now.” Mr Han said.

“Clear minds?” Ray is confused.

“War on the city, man.” Han said.

“Aren't you a neutral player?” Ray said.

“That's just the identity given by the system.” Han said.

“Which way are you…?” Ray said.

“On my side.” Han said.

The more Ray listened, the more confused he was. As usual, he hugged Han's son with a bunch of wine and asked him, "Do you need to keep secrets from the Jianli and Swordsmen about your entry into the city? ”

“Whatever.” Master Han left the money for the wine and left.

“Well, what do you hear?” Han's son had just left the tavern and was immediately asked.

“Ask? Ask what?” Han's son is confused.

“Didn't you come here for information? ”

“Who said that? I'm here to fight. ”

“I wipe, so you say you go into the castle and do something very important first.” The other side is angry.

“Yeah, drunk! ”

“Drinking… there are taverns just outside the gates. ”

“Get used to it.” Master Han didn't mean it.

“You…” The other party obviously wanted to strangle Han's son.

“Relax, moonless man. Didn't we just get into town?” Master Han said.

“So what do we do next? Find a thousand miles to get drunk and kill them?” Asked moonless, his ID is Water moonless and is a member of the upper core of the clouds. This time, he was instructed to lead a group of club players who withdrew from the club and, together with Han's son, dived into the cloud castle as neutral players.

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