The Trembling World

When Beginner Village started serving in the afternoon, a total of more than 2 players came in. In the previous few conflicts, a total of 10000 or 3 people died, but this half an hour after the blue spherical light curtain began to shrink. Here, more than 4000 10000 Players have been killed!

When Mo Fan rose to Level 7, Wang Peng, Wang Lujia, Ke Ming, and Li Qingyi all rose to Level 6, there are only more than 100 Players still standing on the battlefield.

In the field of vision, all the red spots disappeared.

I don’t know if it’s Liu Gan’s cause. This war ended with a complete victory in Area A.

“Regional War 2 is officially over!”

“Congratulations to 150 3 players in Area A. You successfully killed 10000, 986 Players in Area B, and stand out from 2 10000 1900, 73 players. You are lucky to have survived to this day!”

The electronic tone sounded again at this time, announcing the end of the 2nd War.

Now the entire Beginner Village looks like a slaughterhouse, or a huge grave. When you see the corpses on the ground, these players who are still alive are either indifferent, sad or angry, or in a sad and desperate expression, big Parts of the Player were paralyzed and sat on the ground.

“What have we done?” A Level 6 Player knelt down in front of the corpse on the ground, his hands clenched tightly around his head.

Players who survive now can be imagined to be those with extremely good psychological qualities, but an ordinary person living in a modern society, after witnessing and personally participating in creating the hellish tragedy of this person, is psychologically more More or less unbearable.

In Real World, after all, they are just the identity of the Player. Even if they are killing, they are actually hacking and killing each other in the game. Only the characters in the game are killed. But now they are in front of them, all of them are living people of each and everyone, and even many of them are friends or family members in their Real World.

Are they dead? Is it really dead?

The fierce gloves are the murderers. You kill me and I kill them. Everyone on the scene is stained with blood. In Real World, they are all sinners!

“Congratulations, but it’s not time to celebrate yet.”

“We can finally survive, there are only 20 places! So. Slaughter will continue!”

“Of the 150 3 of you, 133 will still die! Provide EXP to make the remaining 20 Players rise to a higher level and become the elite among the elite!” Electronic Voice continued.

Hearing everything announced by the electronic voice, there was no Player questioning or cursing at the scene, I don’t know if it was too tired, or understood no matter what they said or did, they chose to bear it silently.

Some players began to check their weapons. Some players got up and looked around at the body to try to find some ammunition supplies.

The comrades around just now will soon become enemies of each other’s slaughter. In order to survive and return to Real World, they can only continue to slaughter to the end.

“Given that you have worked so hard, I have decided to give you some autonomy.”

“I want to hear your opinions on how the next slaughter should proceed.”

“Please speak enthusiastically! Maybe I will make the final selection completely according to your opinions?”

The electronic sound was actively raised to the players.

“How to proceed? Guild trenches!”

1000 A Level 7 Player of the Sailing Guild replied to the electronic voice, and then a vicious look looked towards Mo Fan. He was the Level 6 Player named Zhou Junlang who had previously challenged Mo Fan and has now risen to Level 7.

Although Mo Fan also rose to Level 7. But it seems that the people around Mo Fan only have Level 6 … Liu Gan Although Level 8 is on, there are only 6 stars on his head. Therefore, in the view of Zhou Junlang, the chairman of their guild is 1000 Level 8, and there are more than ten Level 7 Players and more than 30 Level 6 Players around them, which is enough to crush Mo Fan.

“I suggest 2 2 to choose heads-up, starting with Level 5 at the lowest level, a winner in Level 5 Player … At that time, he has naturally risen to Level 6, and then level 6 players pick each other, Then go to Level 7. Until the last 20 people are left. “Mo Fan also said.

After Mo Fan’s calculations, Yin He Guild has few people. Clan battles will definitely suffer, when they are singled out, they can use the weapons and equipment in their hands to obtain a certain advantage, so at this time must fight for the right to speak, so that the next rule is more beneficial to himself

“Any other opinions?” Dian Yin asked to the field.

“I suggest a lot.” Level 6 Player, a dead guild member, said aloud.

“No! Lottery definitely won’t work.” Dian Yin immediately rejected the Level 6 Player’s offer.

“Guild!” Shouted more Players, and of course this time they were all 1000 Sailing Players.

“One of you asked for a guild war, and the other asked for a heads-up. Who should I listen to?” The voice of Heyinxiao laughed as if he had just slept and regained interest in the Beginner Village Player mutual killing game. .

“Do they deserve to be worthy of one another? Look at how many of us? How many of them?” The 1000 sailing guild’s scornful tone.

“Let’s vote collectively! See which scheme supports more people and decide which scheme to follow?” Zhou Junlang shouted a few words to the electronic voice, and then stared fiercely at Mo Fan.

“No, since it is the plan proposed by the two of us, it is better for the two of us to go head-to-head. Whoever chooses to win will proceed according to the plan, which is more fair! Of course, the premise is that you do n’t want to be a turtle! Mo Fan extended the hand Mu pointed down and made a provocative gesture to Zhou Junlang.

Mo Fan is very confident in his Spear Art. He knows that once he and Zhou Junlang are singled out, Liu Gan should send him a few more powerful energy bullets, when the time comes to shoot Zhou Junlang is this not just reaching over to snatch away the grain thing?

Zhou Junlang, who was so proud of himself, was stunned by these words that Mo Fan said, and wanted to refute that he had not organized his language for a long time, and his face became a pig’s liver color.

When he went to Mo Fan to blackmail and show off one’s military strength, at that time, he was at Level 6, and Mo Fan was at Level 3, and now they are both at Level 2! It is conceivable that this person must be something nasty, so Zhou Junlang did not dare to easily agree with Mo Fan to be singled out, afraid of falling into Mo Fan’s deception, but the direct result of this is that he lost all face in front of all Players.

“I don’t look like the president of the 2-sided guild singled out. It ’s more fair to choose which side wins!” Another Level 1000 Player of the 7 Sailing Guild thought and proposed a few words aloud. (To be continued ~ ^ ~)