Realistic Game

"The Duke of Hestia seems to be too close to the projector."

In the darkness, an old voice whispered, and the king who was sitting in front of the desk looking at the information did not change his face and said directly.

"Hestia can't move the surname, then kill all the projectors who contacted him, and all the property will be confiscated."

The king said lightly, as if he was talking about eating white bread at noon today, without the slightest fluctuation.

"Yes."

As soon as the voice fell into the study, silence was restored, only the king made some beating noises from time to time when he flipped through the paper.

But the outside world directly started a massacre, the first big guild of the southern empire, the seraph of the second big guild, the third big guild sun chariot and even the fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, eight, nine, tenth. The guild suffered a massacre at this time.

The members of these ten major guilds were originally walking on the street, but they were surrounded and strangled by a team of charging infantry in an instant. Players caught off guard suffered a great loss, and a large number of elite died in an instant.

But it's useless to wait for them to react. All the infantry teams are in a state of grudge resonance, and they cooperate with their armor and swords to continuously encircle the players, and the players who are not allowed to wear the armor are directly suppressed in the city.

However, there is no shortage of elites among the players. Even if the number of players is inferior, the equipment is inferior, they still fight back, but just after killing a few people, before seeing the situation clearly, an arrow of energy is directly dropped from the sky!

The arrows of the cyan violent wind whistling accurately hit the player's chest. The violent wind element shattered the player's entire body and then slightly adjusted the direction and flew towards another person's chest. A single arrow killed more than a dozen elite players.

"Master Archer!"

The knowledgeable player was shocked that the difficulty of using the bow and arrow is extremely high, and the initial stage is very weak, so there are not many people who transfer to the side of the warrior professional archer, and the strong are even rarer.

In the later stages, especially after becoming a seventh-order master archer, earth-shaking changes occurred. The master archer directly became the leader of the battlefield, with a very long attack range, a very high attack power, and a very fast attack speed. Extreme hit rate.

All in all, let the master archer become the leader of the battlefield, the nightmare on the battlefield, become the frightening messenger of ecstasy!

Even among the master fighters, master archers are extremely rare and powerful, but such a master archer appears on such a battlefield that strangles players.

This is a very obvious signal. The ten guild leaders who knew this immediately understood, and immediately became angry, but they still forcibly remained calm.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat across the board. Tell your brothers that the store is no longer, the manor is no longer, the warehouse is no longer, and nothing is needed. Don't make unwarranted revenge, all retreat.

Get out of the city first, and wait for the news! "

With this order, Yan Luo, the chairman of the Yan Luo Temple, seemed to be out of touch, because he understood what it meant to make this decision. It meant that there were ten guilds in the capital, and hundreds of thousands of players involved countless days and nights of hard work, countless days and nights. All of the accumulation is over..... All over!

Wealth with a unit of 100 million yuan and more wealth that cannot be calculated with money are all over!

Yan Luo, the president of the Yan Luo Temple, even collapsed a little, slumped on the chair, his eyes dull, and he gasped heavily.

"Cheer up, there are hundreds of thousands of brothers in the city, they are not out of danger."

"I'm fine, give me a minute to slow down."

Yan Luo said slowly, and then closed his eyes.

A minute later, Yan Luo opened his eyes again, and the moment he opened his eyes, his temperament all changed.

The previous collapse and decadence have been swept away, and replaced by the steady stability as always.

"This time we were too impatient. The opportunity is indeed correct, but this is also the moment when others are most vigilant.

This time, the responsibility lies with the decision-making, and it lies with me. "

Yan Luo said slowly.

"In addition, this time the massacre was so precise, whether it was a stronghold, shop or personnel. Many times there were other industries nearby, but there were not too many accidental injuries. The execution problems and greedy deliberate behavior of the following people were ruled out. The intelligence aspect has been extremely detailed and extremely public."

Yan Luo slowly raised his eyelids.

"Retreat in an all-round way and change the combat strategy in an all-round way!"

During the massacre of the King Capital of the Southern Empire, the top ten guilds totaled 580,000 players, and the cumulative number of deaths was 210,000. The aboriginal Chicco should not be underestimated.

........

Mage Association.

"Have you heard about the Southern Empire?"

"How could I have never heard of such a big thing."

"Learn your lesson."

"Well, take a warning."

Mo Lan slowly said that what happened to the Southern Empire King Capital this time was simply too great. Two hundred and ten thousand players died at a time. This news immediately attracted a lot of attention when it was posted on the forum, and countless shocks.

However, no matter how much attention it has caused, what has happened has already happened. The hundreds of thousands of players in the Southern Empire King’s capital did not sell horrible attention anywhere, but gritted their teeth and looked at the nearby Southern Empire King Capital. , Accumulate silently.

On the other side, a declaration of war was sent from the Southern Empire to the Mage Association and appeared on Mo Lan's desk.

But not long after, another declaration of war from the Northern Empire appeared on Mo Lan's desk. Looking at the two declarations of war, Mo Lan held his chin with his hands.

"Lin Wu, should I be happy? They finally saw me as an opponent."

Lin Wo was a little bit dumbfounded when he heard this.

"President, how do I feel that you are so proud."

"That's not it."

Mo Lan smiled.

"Otherwise, let's make sense first and panic? Let's forget it."

Mo Lan curled his lips as he said, and then said solemnly.

"Let's get started, since these two empires, the North and South, value us so much, then we can't let them look down on them.

They want to fight ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I don't want to fight. "

Lin Wo grinned when he heard the words.

"Gotta, just wait for your words."

Lin Wei turned and left after speaking, and Mo Lan smiled, and suddenly began to think about a question.

"By the way, the Northern and Southern empires have moved. Why is there no news about the Saya Empire?"

Mo Lan felt a little puzzled, this was too abnormal.

"Hey, if you think about it carefully, the Saya Empire seems to have no sense of existence. Those nobles are also very low-key, and seem to rarely show up in front of players."

Mo Lan couldn't figure it out.

"Forget it, it's a good thing that the Saya Empire stays still. If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. You can pay attention to it later, but I will talk about it later.

Now... the southern and northern empires! "