You didn't follow the routine at all, did you?

This voice... is Power 39?

Lao Litou and others were shocked and confused.

This "Heavenly Emperor save me" is not ordinary loud and clear, as if it is being surrounded and annihilated. Even if it is discovered, there is no need to shout so loudly, right?

Could it be that Power 39 wants to remind them?

There was no extra time to think, and a sharp horn sound suddenly sounded in the tower area.

This is the jailer's alarm.

"What happened?"

"I don't know, come and have a look!"

"Tower 69!"

The guards patrolling around rushed over immediately.

On the plateau in the distance, the warden's face darkened when he heard the sound. He seemed to realize something and smashed the table with a slap.

"Cunning guy!"

"Call everyone back, quickly!"

"yes!"

So the Wailing Desert also sounded its trumpet.

It's barely daytime here, and we return to the west at dusk.

The residents in the town were originally attracted by the noise caused by Xia Ling, Doctor Chen and others, and they all ran to the city wall to watch the fun. Now they heard the long horn sound again, and they all looked up in the direction of the sound. .

The jailer who was originally chasing the players began to rush back quickly.

When Xia Ling and others saw that they had stopped chasing, they realized something was wrong and returned to the city one by one.

At this time, Force 39 has also returned to the basement.

The city was filled with rumbling footsteps, and several auras that were much more terrifying than the jailers swept out of the city.

Just because of these two words, the entire Kingdom of God was in commotion.

The killer's stealth detector has been hanging high in the sky. Looking from above, two dense waves of black shadows on the main city and the plateau are rushing towards the tower in the middle, one on the left and one on the right, and they are consciously lengthening the front.

At this speed, they would be able to rush to the battlefield and surround the tower area in less than ten minutes.

"What happened?" Gu Chi asked with a frown.

Strength 39 felt aggrieved: "I was cheated!"

In the high tower he was responsible for, he had almost all the shackles on the feet of the more than two hundred captives left, leaving only the last level of prison.

He successfully entered the first cell. The prisoners inside also had no hope of escaping. They asked him how many people he had saved and where he had the confidence to fight against the jailer.

Strength 39 didn't think much about it. In order to encourage the other party and give them confidence, they told the other party that they had rescued most of the prisoners and that when night fell tomorrow, they could fight to the death with the jailers.

Strength 39 spoke to the prisoner while unshackling him. He stood up and patted the prisoner on the shoulder, saying, "Don't worry, you are not fighting alone."

Unexpectedly, the other party was a traitor who had surrendered to the old gods and was now under observation. If the bells were not affected for two more times, he would be able to join the army of jailers. He immediately shouted: "Someone has sneaked into the cell! !”

When Strength 39 found out that he had been tricked, his first reaction was to kill someone and silence him.

He was furious and punched the opponent's head, but the shackles had been unlocked and the prisoner's power was no longer suppressed. He raised his hand and wrapped it around his fist. He couldn't pull his hand back even if he wanted to.

Gu Chi's judgment was correct. The combat effectiveness of these prisoners was no worse than that of the jailers, or even better.

"It's so shameless!" Power 39 became angrier as he thought about it, his old face turning red from holding back.

Normally speaking, in a player group with so many people, someone would definitely be stupid during the game, and Power 39 was mentally prepared for this, but he never expected that the stupid person would be himself, the one who smells the roses.

If the dungeon fails because of this strategy, he will take the blame.

Calling the prisoner "shameless" wasn't just a way of venting, it was because the other party was really fucking shameless.

It's a trivial matter to lie to him. The important point is that the other party has obviously been ruined by the old gods, but he still turns to the old gods.

What the hell!

But in fact, the intelligence they received contained this tip.

On the first day, Chengcheng said that there was a prisoner who became a jailer, and he was doing well.

It was just that at the last moment of the mission, Strength 39 took it a little lightly. When he thought about it later, it was already too late.

He roared so loudly to remind Lao Li and others that he was captured by the prisoners at that time and had no hands to type, so he had to yell. Now that he returned to the basement, he immediately added a speaker: "Be careful of dogs!" 】

"What should we do now?" Xia Ling asked, "The people who moan about the desert may arrive soon."

They originally planned to lead the jailers to the west. The passage connecting the front and back of the mainland is in the east. When they attack the tower tomorrow, these jailers will be taken to the farthest place from the passage and will not be able to come back for a while.

Now that it was discovered a day earlier, all plans were thrown into chaos.

"My problem." Power 39 was ashamed.

Although no one blamed him, he couldn't pass his own test.

The newbies made no mistakes, but he, the "big guy", collapsed first.

Gu Chi's eyes flickered: "Then just fight."

This timing is actually very bad. The God of Destiny is going to ring the bell in a few hours, and maybe it will be earlier.

Gu Chi always remembers the first online dungeon. The big clock that controls time rang in front of his eyes in advance. This shows that the events in the dungeon are dynamic and will be calculated in real time based on the player's behavior.

If the shadow of the old god came to the land of the gods before the death knell appeared, and saw a riot taking place here, would he sit back and watch?

Gu Chi doesn't think so.

Although the God of Destiny might have a "good guy card" in his hand, he didn't want to gamble.

There is no extra reward if you bet correctly, but you will lose everything if you bet wrong.

Don't delay. Every time you delay, things will become more unpredictable.

Gu Chi made a quick decision: "Take your things and let's go!"

At the same time, Nan Huan sounded the trumpet all night long: [Kill! 】

This was not a tacit understanding, but based on the current emergency situation, he and Gu Chi made the same choice.

They have no choice.

Gu Chi and others divided their troops into two groups.

Xia Leng, Xia Ling and others went to the tower, while he brought Force 39 and the logistics team to the plateau.

The warden and jailers who were stationed here a few minutes ago have all left their tents, leaving only a few people guarding the passage to receive the large troops returning from the Wailing Desert.

When they saw dozens of unfamiliar faces suddenly appearing, they were all frightened, but before they could ask for help, Gu Chi's sword flew out from his side and turned into a dazzling sword light, obliterating their necks.

Gu Chi didn't even look at them. He looked at the high tower area in the distance. Countless figures were surrounding them from all directions. The firelight was swaying and the horns were sounding non-stop. There was a faint noise even from such a distance. A sign of war and chaos.

What he has to do is to cut off the jailer's "backup" first.

No need for Gu Chi to say anything, Strength 39 took the initiative to change the attribute to him.

1800+ Taoist rhyme.

Gu Chi said: "Phoenix Fire Flame Formation."

【Daoyun-1800】

This was the original sect-protecting formation at Qihuang Mountain in Beichuan, which could burn monks below the heavenly realm to ashes.

It's hard to say which one is stronger between the Jailer and the Celestial Realm. Theoretically speaking, as long as the damage is high enough, 99% of the damage can be reduced in seconds.

To ensure that nothing goes wrong, Gu Chi upgraded this formation from "Phoenix Fire Sets the Prairie ablaze" to "Phoenix Fire Sets the Sky ablaze".

As soon as the words fell, the ground within a ten-mile radius lit up with fiery red formations, and then gradually faded away, like a huge bloody mouth lying in wait underground, quietly waiting for prey to come.

On the other side, the dark priest was the first to arrive at the tower. After hearing the jailer's report that someone wanted to help the prisoners rebel, he immediately ordered in a cold voice: "Surround all the towers!"

"yes!"

Just when the jailers were about to take action, Lao Li Tou had already ascended into the air with his sword, using the music technique that once confused Pei Liuxiang and others, and said loudly: "The shackles have been lifted, the restraints have been removed, brothers, the time for revenge has come!"

"Don't forget all the humiliation and pain you have suffered over the years. Tonight, let them pay with blood!"

Many of the captives' divinity is higher than level 6, and they are not affected by the magic of enchantment, but as Old Li Tou and others told them before, this is their only chance to save themselves.

"boom!"

At this moment, countless people in prison uniforms broke their shackles, smashed the walls and iron windows, and rushed out of the tower, like a flock of vengeful birds breaking out of their cages, covering the clouds and the moon.

The disheveled Mia's eyes were red and she shouted murderously: "Kill!!!"

He jumped from the top of the tower, denting the ground when he landed, and punched a jailer until he vomited blood and flew backwards.

A man named Dorsalon also fell from the sky. Only bones were left in his entire right arm, but he was still fierce. As soon as the bone claws were removed, he pierced the body of a jailer and smashed him into the crowd.

Then, more prisoners swooped down, and bursts of roars and screams broke out inside the tower.

The war is about to break out!

Some prisoners surrendered to the old gods, which was beyond Strength 39's expectations, and the shackles of almost all the prisoners were untied, which was also beyond the expectations of the jailers.

They know it now, but it's still too late.

Gu Chi and Che Ye Nan Huan's decisiveness greatly shortened their reaction time. This was a battle that neither side expected.

"Looking for death." The dark priest's eyes were cold, and he came to the noisy old Li Tou like a ghost, and patted him mercilessly with his palm wrapped in black energy.

"See you later!" Lao Li was already prepared, turned around and ran away, leaving behind an image that was shattered by the slap.

Seeing that Old Li Tou wanted to run away, a dark shadow peeled off from the Dark Priest's body and shot directly at Old Li Tou, three minutes faster than a flying sword.

Just as the shadow was about to hit Old Li's head, with a "clang" sound, a flash of snow-white sword light came first and cut the shadow in half.

Xia Leng's figure slowly emerged.

At the same time, Xia Ling flashed past with lightning.

The dark priest reacted very quickly and turned sideways, but was still scratched on the shoulder.

But it didn't cause any damage, leaving only a shallow mark on his black iron shoulder pads.

Obviously, the dark priest's divinity is much higher than that of the jailer.

Looking at the two extremely beautiful girls, the dark priest narrowed his eyes: "Why do you want to stop me?"

"And me?"

Yuyuko, who was hiding in the night, suddenly appeared behind the dark priest and grabbed the opponent's back with a claw.

The girl's timing was excellent. This time, she completely fell into place, tearing open the dark priest's robe, causing five clear blood-red claw marks to appear on the skin under his clothes - there was still no substantial damage, but the dark priest was stunned. He staggered a bit, his face gloomy.

He turned around suddenly, and his sleeves were like knives, seeming to cut the air and make a dark gash.

Youyouzi disappeared.

And Xia Leng's sword that exuded coldness stabbed him again.

She knew very well that they had almost no chance of winning. Even though 1% of the damage could kill them, as long as the dark priest had any ability to heal himself, they would never be able to kill each other.

However, Xia Leng still wanted to give it a try.

Her sword has never been afraid of anyone.

This sword was blocked by the dark priest with his hand, and a large amount of wind and frost burst out. Xia Leng did not put away the sword, but directly blocked the move with a clone. Her figure was divided into five in the wind and snow, and four shots were fired at once. A clone.

This is her current limit.

Seven against one, even the dark priest with level 9 divinity was trapped in place for a while.

"Thank you, Mrs. Tiandi, for rescuing the siege!" Lao Li shouted without looking back.

This was not about betraying teammates, this was the way they had discussed in advance. The Heavenly Emperor's family, which had the strongest combat effectiveness, would stop the priest, while the others would help the prisoners deal with the jailer.

At level 1 divinity, they already have the ability to kill ordinary jailers. 30% of the damage is 3.3 more cuts, which is 100%.

Old Li's gray hair fluttered in the wind, his sword energy surged around his body, and he charged into the battlefield on the ground.

"Boom boom boom!"

On the plateau, missiles were launched one after another at Gu Chi's signal, exploding outside the tower area, igniting huge fireballs, knocking off the guards who came from the city to support them, and making this already intense scene even more intense. It gets even more confusing.

The war is raging and the smoke is filling the air.

Several more missiles landed on the prison camp, blowing the house into rubble on the spot.

The heavy weapons made by top players are not ordinary powerful, and even with 99% damage reduction, some jailers saw blood.

The three leading priests were fine. The violent priest even blasted a missile that had not yet hit the ground with one punch. However, when the flames dissipated, he revealed a face that was burnt black.

It's not very harmful, it's very insulting.

The Priest of Joy and Priest of Nightmare, who were bombed inexplicably, looked very ugly.

The Violent Priest just wanted to go to Gu Chi to settle the score, but was pulled back by the Happy Priest: "Don't go, he may have done it on purpose."

The nightmare priest also suppressed his anger and said: "Suppress the unrest first."

The three of them were not fooled and sped towards the tower.

"The dog is quite smart." Power 39 spat when he saw this scene with a telescope.

Looking at the tower camp again, it was already a river of blood.

From the outbreak of the battle to now, the two sides did not fight for too long, but they were mortal enemies, so they used their killing moves without leaving any room.

Amidst the deafening roars and fighting sounds, individual figures fell into a pool of blood. Some bodies and heads were separated, some were split in half vertically, and some were simply blasted into blood mist, and the air It was filled with the strong smell of blood.

A lot of jailers died, and a lot of prisoners died too. The number of dead and alive on both sides was about the same, but overall the latter had the upper hand.

After all, Lao Litou and others are top players, and their playing style is very smart. They do not go head-to-head with the jailers, but only attack from the back, or pick on the injured jailers to make up for the damage.

Several hundred of them were like a dispersed and well-trained guerrilla force. They killed a few people in one tower and then ran to that tower, wandering flexibly in the battlefield and harvesting the lives of the jailers.

The three violent priests rushed over and saw that the dark priest was beaten by a group of women. They cursed secretly: "Trash."

The Nightmare Priest stared at Xia Leng, with traces of dark smoke drifting out of his eyes. The power of bewitching people spread quietly, immobilizing Xia Leng and her clones, and pulling them into the dream.

The violent priest accurately found Xia Leng's body, rushed towards him and punched him: "Death!!"

The Priest of Joy also locked onto Youyouzi, and a rose-red light burst out from his fingertips.

Lao Li and others noticed this scene from a distance and were shocked: "Be careful!"

Xia Ling teleported behind Youyouzi, then turned into lightning and flashed dozens of meters away. He instantly built a teleportation channel and picked up the girl. At the same time, he gritted his teeth and said, "Xia Leng, you owe me a life!"

Phase shift.

Xia Ling and the imprisoned Xia Leng exchanged places.

Xia Leng and Youyouzi are both stronger than her. If one of them must die, her death will have the least impact on the team.

But with Gu Chi here, how could he let them die?

At this moment, Gu Chi had moved all the prisoners, including the guards who fought with the prisoners, out of the tower together, and came to Xia Ling in one step.

The BUFF of "Guilty Contribution" is gone, but so what?

The murderous intent in his eyes was heavier than the blood-stained sword, and the cultivation of the First Tribulation Realm poured out without reservation, and the snow-white sword sliced ​​open the violent priest's incoming fist like a piece of flesh.

The arc derived from the sword tip was like a crescent moon, passing through the violent priest's arms and chest, and with lingering power, it penetrated the body of the nightmare priest behind him.

The next second.

A line of blood appeared on their chests at the same time, their upper and lower bodies were misaligned, and blood poured out like a fountain.

The jailers, who had just gained some morale due to the arrival of the three priests, widened their eyes and were horrified.

The Priest of Joy was so frightened that his face turned pale.

The dark priest's expression also changed drastically.

This man... killed two priests with one sword? ?

Is he a new god? !

The air suddenly became very quiet, and even the prisoners and jailers who were fighting paused.

"As expected of the Emperor of Heaven."

Lao Litou laughed and shouted again: "Kill!!"

The priest being killed in front of his face had a huge impact on morale.

Among all the people here, the priest is the strongest, equivalent to their general. Even the general can't block this man's sword, how can they fight?

The Priest of Joy retreated quickly, not caring whether the Priest of Darkness was useless.

At this moment, the Dark Priest also had the intention of retreating, completely losing his initial indifference, but his way was blocked by Xia Leng who woke up. She nodded slightly to Gu Chi as a greeting, then raised her sword to stab the Dark Priest.

She wanted to take this opportunity to practice swordplay, and with Gu Chi's protection, she no longer had to worry about her safety.

Xia Ling stopped helping Xia Leng, winked at Gu Chi, thanked her father for saving her life, and then joined the tower battlefield.

Youyouzi followed her pace and whispered: "Thank you just now."

Xia Ling smiled: "We're in a group, you're welcome."

While the two women were talking, a seriously injured jailer who was pretending to be dead suddenly jumped up, used the chain as an iron whip, and threw it at the two of them.

"Seriously, you might as well keep pretending to be dead."

Youyouzi had noticed him a long time ago. How could his obvious breathing be hidden from her senses?

Youyouzi raised his claws to flick away the iron rope, disappeared on the spot, floated behind the jailer, and took out his heart with one claw.

Not far away, Ji Ye Nan Huan also caught an injured jailer trying to escape. The camera in his hand clicked, and a photo came out, which he threw into the sky.

"boom!"

Ye Maohan, who was at a high point, pulled the trigger, and the bullet accurately penetrated the spinning photos.

The escaped jailer froze, and there was a bloody hole in his chest.

In the night, traces of blood sprinkled down, and the roar of explosions could not be heard.

Tens of thousands of jailers were beaten to the point of retreat.

The dark priest was even more humiliated. He never thought that one day he would be beaten as a training puppet.

Not long after, the jailer of the Wailing Desert came back.

This should have been their strongest support, but blazing fire suddenly lit up on the plateau.

Boiling flames soared into the sky, dyeing half of the sky red.

More than 10,000 jailers were burned to ashes in an instant, and black smoke curled up and drifted away in the wind.

This scene made the jailers who were still struggling to hold on feel despair.

The Dark Priest's heart felt like it was falling into an ice cellar.

Priest of Joy had already run away, and Gu Chi did not chase him. He just watched Xia Leng, frowning and thinking.

There is no one left in the tower, and they have the advantage in this battle. Why hasn't the mission been completed?

What exactly does “liberation” mean?

The sexy uncle and others also noticed something was wrong and shouted: "Damn it, you don't want us to kill all the jailers, do you?"

Tens of thousands of people, how long will it take to kill them?

"Impossible." Cheye Nanhuan didn't think there was any relationship between the number of prisoners liberated and the number of jailers killed.

These are completely different things.

Just like a prisoner escaping from prison, does he have to kill all the guards in order to successfully escape?

There is no such logic.

But where the problem lies, I can't tell for a while.

"Is it going to destroy the tower?" Youyouzi asked.

Second-hand dealer: "What the hell, give it a try first!"

He took out the self-destructing robot that he had put in his bag earlier.

But before he could throw it out, an aura so powerful that it could be called majestic suddenly enveloped the entire place. With such unbearable majesty and oppression, the second-hand dealer almost fell to his knees without being able to stand.

A vague figure appeared above everyone.

His indifferent voice floated in the night sky, not covered by anything, as if it sounded directly in everyone's hearts.

"Those who defy fate will die."

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