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Chapter 277 One Hundred Million Players from Region 3!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the silver-class vehicle and the seven ordinary-class vehicles were so conspicuous and eye-catching.

The top players of Taiyao Tribe's Taiye City were dumbfounded, Sect Master Nangong was dumbfounded, and even Jiang Liu was dumbfounded.

When Jiang Liu saw those familiar figures, he was utterly bewildered, his mind filled with questions.

Not a brother?

What level are you at that, daring to interfere in a battle between people of this level?
Is he out of his mind, or did I knock him stupid?
A Nascent Soul cultivator, plus a few random Golden Core cultivators, actually dared to appear here, actually dared to be an enemy of Taiyao Tribe's Taiye City. I have to admit, they are really bold!

Who gave them the courage? Fish Leong?
Jiang Liu was stunned. He thought those guys from Zone 3 had already left the scene, but he never expected them to come up with such a big move.

He was both shocked and puzzled.

What gives them the right to interfere in a battle between people at this level?
Jiang Liu wasn't the only one with doubts; the sect leader of Nangong, who had received support, was also puzzled.

When he heard that someone wanted to help him, Sect Master Nangong's heart nearly jumped out of his chest. He never expected that someone would actually be willing to fight against the whole world for him.

The Taiyao tribe and Taiye City are truly at odds with the entire world.

He was so moved he almost cried; his heart was warmed, and he felt like he had instantly ascended from hell to heaven.

But right.

When he saw that the supporter was only a Nascent Soul cultivator and seven Golden Core cultivators, he instantly plummeted from heaven to hell.

No, I'm glad you guys are willing to be my teammates.

But your strength makes me very unhappy.

Are you fucking messing with me?
Nangong Wentian was deeply suspicious. He looked at the eight Poison Kings with a strange gaze, took a deep breath, and forced a smile, saying, "These eight brave warriors, I am very grateful to you for standing up and joining me in resisting the tyranny of Taiyao Tribe and Taiye City."

"However, your strength may be slightly inferior."

"How about this, when you come to Beijing sometime, I'll treat you to KFC."

His meaning was very clear, and I was glad, but you should all go back to where you came from.

The Poison King understood what Sect Master Nangong meant, but he merely chuckled, revealing a confident expression of complete control, and said nonchalantly, "Sect Master Nangong, are you looking down on us?"

Nangong Wentian: "."

Am I really that inconspicuous?

“Since we eight brothers dared to stand up, we must have our reasons.”

Ignoring the mocking glances around him, the Poison King said with extreme confidence and arrogance, "As long as Sect Leader Nangong is willing to form a strategic alliance with us, we will naturally have a way to keep the employment contract in your hands!"

"No one can change anything, I'm telling you!"

So crazy!

So arrogant!
The top two, even the top twenty, players in the entire server are practically floating in the sky. How dare you utter such treasonous words?

I really don't know how to live or die!

Who are you trying to hook up with?
The onlookers were stunned.

"Hahahahaha!"

Just then, a loud laugh came from the sky, the laughter making no attempt to hide its mockery.

"When did the reputation of my Taiye City become so tarnished that it can be trampled on by just a few pieces of trash?"

The Northern Darkness Demon God stood atop the Demon Heaven Warship, looking down at the Poison King and his companions with a mocking expression on his face, but his eyes were exceptionally cold and piercing. He coldly said, "Get out now, and don't make me say it a second time!"

He was so angry he almost laughed. Damn it, how dare a Nascent Soul cultivator or a few Golden Core cultivators spout such nonsense in front of Taiye City? They really don't know how many eyes Lord Ma has!
Other players shared the same thought; they also believed that these individuals wanted to use the name of Taiye City to rise to power.

"Which server's Mage player is this? Are they desperate for fame?"

"If you want to become an internet celebrity in the cultivation era, you need to have the ability!"

"Don't you think their vehicles are shabby?"

"Stop talking, maybe they're serious?"

"If they're serious, that's even scarier, okay? Even an idiot can cultivate immortality?"

Hearing the constant chatter and ridicule around them, Yan Wang and the others clenched their fists, their eyes blazing with anger, their faces filled with humiliation.

They are, after all, the top players in this region!

In the three districts, who would dare to speak to them like that?

But now, in the server-wide battle, they are just ants, and any ordinary player dares to challenge them.

Yan Wang and the others expressed their dissatisfaction, but Du Wang remained calm, as if he had expected it. He ignored the surrounding jeers, glanced at the Northern Underworld Demon God in the sky, and then turned his gaze back to Nangong Wentian, saying in a deep voice, "Sect Master Nangong, just tell me if you need our help!"

Nangong Wentian: "."

Did you see that?
The heavenly soldiers and generals in the sky, those are those I summoned, each costing 10 spirit stones, and reaching the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul realm.

Even my summoned creatures are at the Nascent Soul stage of perfection. You're asking me if I need your help?

He wanted to say he didn't need it, but he couldn't.

He is looking for teammates. If he rejects them because they are weak, who will be willing to be his teammates in the future?
Fighting against Taiyao and Taiye City was already a pointless endeavor, so every extra person counts. After all, there's a long road ahead, and who knows, maybe they'll take off someday?
Well, that's fine, I can't let their good intentions go to waste.

Nangong Wentian sighed inwardly, gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, clasped his hands together, laughed heartily, and invited the Poison King and the others: "Knowing that the task is impossible, yet still doing it, the eight of you fellow Daoists have extraordinary courage. This sect master admires you greatly. Quickly board my warship and come to join us!"

Inviting the eight members of the Poison King onto the Nantian warship was his greatest show of sincerity.

This means that he is willing to form a strategic alliance with the drug kingpin and others!
The third-largest power in the entire server has actually cooperated with a mere early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. It's utterly ridiculous!
"You even accept this kind of garbage? Nangong, you're really getting more and more eccentric as you get older."

Seeing that the Poison King and the others ignored him and boarded the ship with ease, the Northern Underworld Demon God's face turned extremely ugly. He turned his attention to Nangong Wentian and sneered, "So what if you took in a few ants? You don't really think they can help you guard the employment contract, do you?"

Whether or not we can hold out is not up to you!

Although Nangong Wentian was unsure of himself, he was still unwilling to back down. He retorted to the Northern Underworld Demon God in a very forceful manner, and then turned to the Poison King and the others, saying, "Fellow Daoists, you should go and rest first. We can discuss the cooperation after the battle is over."

He kindly tried to prevent his supportive brothers from being humiliated, but the Poison King was ungrateful. Instead, he patted Nangong Wentian on the shoulder and praised him, saying, "Sect Leader Nangong, congratulations, you made the right choice."

"Leave it to us next."

Nangong Wentian: "??????"

Nangong Wentian was completely bewildered. Then he saw the Poison King take out a firework prop from his backpack.

Then, light it.

The rocket fireworks soared into the sky, exploding into huge and dazzling fireworks that were clearly visible for thousands of miles around.

"Brothers, here we come!"

The Poison King roared to the sky, the deafening sound echoing far and wide.

An arrow pierces the clouds, and thousands of troops come to meet you!

next second.

A violent tremor came from the ground, as if a thousand horses were galloping towards them, and the heavy footsteps reached the ears of every player.

A massive army?

No, it's hundreds of millions of players!
The next second, an endless stream of players surged in from all directions, a dark, overwhelming mass resembling a horde of zombies.

The players watching from the outermost edge of the battlefield were stunned. They stared dumbfounded at the sea of ​​people surging in from all directions, instinctively huddled together, trembling with fear.

They are surrounded!

There were probably tens of thousands of onlookers.

However, hundreds of millions of players from the three regions came to receive the order!
Hundreds of millions of players from the three regions rushed into the battlefield, shoving and knocking down onlookers, who piled up within a mere thousand-mile radius.

Then, he knelt on one knee and roared in unison at the eight Poison Kings on the Demon Sky Warship.

"All soldiers of the Three Districts pay their respects to the Eighth Prince!"

What would it be like if hundreds of millions of players shouted in unison?
The entire map is shaking!

All players' field of vision is shaking!

A thunderous explosion, its momentum was overwhelming!
The onlookers—Nangong Wentian, Taiyaobu, Taiyecheng, Jiang Liu—were all stunned!

Even Ye Longying and General Yang are the same.

They instinctively stopped what they were doing, lowered their heads, and stared in utter astonishment at the countless players crammed together within a thousand miles.

How many people are this?
Millions? Tens of millions? Hundreds of millions?

Hundreds of millions!

Someone can actually lead hundreds of millions of players!
Ye Longying was moved, General Yang frowned, and Nangong Wentian was overjoyed!

After a collective roar, the surroundings fell into a deathly silence. No one dared to speak, no one uttered a word, and even the sound of breathing ceased.

Surrounded by hundreds of millions of players, who dares to make a move?
I dare not move, I'm terrified of dying.

After several seconds of silence, a maniacal laugh erupted from high above.

"Hahahahahaha!"

The Poison King laughed wildly, his laughter echoing through the heavens and earth for a long time, as if he wanted to repay all the humiliation he had suffered.

"How about it, brother? Is this enough to work with you?"

He stopped laughing, pulled the dumbfounded Nangong Wentian into his arms, and pointed at the hundreds of millions of players below, saying arrogantly, "Thirty million players, they're all mine!"

"That's enough, that's far enough!"

Nangong Wentian was so excited he almost cried. This is what it means to find a way out of a seemingly hopeless situation!
He thought he was doomed, but the Poison King gave him such a big surprise.

Hundreds of millions of players, holy crap, that's enough to build a nation!
The Poison King, a smug look on his face, turned and pointed at the Northern Underworld Demon God's nose, cursing, "Damn it! Who do you think you are, daring to be so arrogant with me!"

"You dare to be so arrogant again? You fucking try being arrogant again!"

He's been waiting for this moment!
He prepared for this for four days!
From the very beginning of the battle, he had been gathering manpower, meeting up with Lu and Jin, and instructing the players in Zone 3 to avoid other players and conserve their resurrection attempts.

In four days, he gathered all the players still fighting in the three regions, totaling more than 130 million people!

Help Nangong Wentian secure a job offer?
No, he's not that generous.

He's going to scramble for job openings in the third district!
The reason for cooperating with Nangong Wentian was simply because they lacked high-end combat power.

With 130 million low-end combatants and the third-ranked high-end combatants on the overall list, this battle is their victory!

Being insulted to his face by a mere early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator instantly enraged the Northern Darkness Demon God. His eyes flashed with murderous intent as he glared at the Poison King, and he laughed in fury, "Arrogant! What good are numbers!"

"I could kill hundreds of thousands of these scum with a single strike! So what if there are hundreds of millions? I could wipe you all out in a minute!"

Although he said that, he was still terrified when he saw the players filling the area within a thousand miles.

If it were hundreds of millions of pigs, it would be fine, but this is hundreds of millions of Golden Core cultivators!

Even if someone spat on him, he could drown!

If it were the eldest sister, could she withstand the onslaught of so many players?

The Northern Darkness Demon God couldn't help but think this, and subconsciously looked at Ye Longying.

Ye Longying looked down at the dense mass of players on the ground, her brows furrowing slightly, but quickly relaxing. A surge of excitement appeared on her delicate face, her cheeks flushed, and she murmured softly, "To be an enemy of the whole world, so cool!"

Making enemies of hundreds of millions of players is no different from making enemies of the whole world.

Just what she wanted!

She was extremely excited, her heart pounding and her hands trembling. She couldn't help herself and slashed the ground with her knife.

"Black Dragon Sky-Shattering Slash!"

One strike cuts through a hundred miles!
Howling everywhere!
With a deafening roar, the area below was instantly cleared, leaving countless dead and wounded!

This strike stunned the Poison King and silenced the players in Zone 3.

"Gah?"

The Poison King's smug expression froze instantly. He stared blankly at Ye Longying, then at the Hundred Mile Blade Mark on the ground. He remained stunned for a good ten seconds before stiffly turning his head and asking Nangong Wentian in a trembling voice, "Who is this woman?"

Ye Longying's strike was like a bucket of cold water poured over Nangong Wentian's head, instantly cooling his passionate heart. He said with a bitter expression, "Ye Longying, number one in the entire server."

Oh, so you're number one in the entire server. Never mind then.

The Poison King nodded blankly, all his previous arrogance and conceit vanished.

He thought that after gathering hundreds of millions of players, he would be the biggest winner in this battle.

However, Yoru Sakura's strike shattered his confidence.

His plan was correct, but he knew nothing about the combat strength of the top players.

Although he was startled by Ye Longying's attack, the Poison King quickly calmed down. He had over a hundred million brothers relying on him, so he couldn't afford to panic.

We have 100 million brothers, and we have the third-best player in the entire server!
The advantage is mine!

The Poison King pointed at Ye Longying and said to Nangong Wentian, word by word, "Can you hold her off?!"

Nangong Wentian: "."

Can I?
Even if it's impossible, it has to be possible!
"Leave her to me!"

Nangong Wentian gritted his teeth and replied, then pointed to the Taiyao warship and said in a deep voice, "See that neon light? It's second in the entire server. It's yours now."

"And those sixteen top twenty spots across the entire server, I'll leave them to you as well."

"Let's work hard together!"

Poison King: "."

emmmmm.

Are you kidding me?

(End of this chapter)