The illusion of online games becomes a god

Chapter 363 Count us in

"Ding Dong: The holder of the Lingwang Token—Ying, the current coordinates, the remaining time: 22 hours, 29 minutes and 59 seconds."

Ling Wangling has spent an hour and a half in his body, although some of the players who are not open-eyed draw their swords to face each other, apart from anything else, the knife can see the truth, but fortunately there is no organized large team, so in the world of mortals. Under the strong fortress formed by the players of the corps, the team of players who are scattered like sand will suffer heavy casualties after a few encounters, and they will do nothing.

There is no team organization, and the loose sand players who are only for self-interest are far weaker than the team players composed of one-third of the number. No one wants to be the first bird, and no one wants others to win the Lingwang Token. Such a team of players , obviously nothing to be afraid of, of course, this must also be based on the fact that there are not many players on the other side.

If hundreds of thousands of loose sand players came at once, even if all the members of Hongchenlian took the big tonic pill, it might not be enough for the opponent to step on.

"Boss, after three waves of impact, we have injured more than 800 players, among which melee players accounted for the majority."

The gun god frowned slightly. It was less than two hours since the beginning, and the loss of the players of the Hongchen Love Mercenary Group was so serious. There are still more than 20 hours left, not to mention the loss rate of the players.

"Well, how much damage have the players of the main regiment suffered?" Except for the scouts scattered around the periphery, a large number of knight players in front led the way. In the case of knight players, it is not safe to say how much.

Of course, strong generals like Zhou Xun and Li Qiang are not what guys like Destroyer can have. The players in the army are the elite among the elite.

"The loss of the general group is relatively small. When they competed for the Lingwang Token, they unfortunately lost dozens of players. However, it turns out that all the players in the king are intact. These small fights are commonplace for them."

Speaking of this, Gunslinger Zhou Xun couldn't help being quite proud. Every member of the God of War Army is not something that other guilds and organizations can have. The king has been from four years ago until now. What crazy things happened back then? I haven't done it before. It is dangerous to compete for the Lingwang Token, but for every king, this... is just the cornerstone of their test.

The stronger they are, the stronger they are, and only in the war of blood and fire can they grow faster.

"Hmph, our king's players are strong, nothing can compare to destroying those bastards."

Feng'er Lingdang also squeezed into our row, and said with a smile.

"Ling Dang, what level are you now?"

"Level 59, but I'm going to be level [-] soon. Recently, the school has been busy with thesis research, and I'm almost bored to death."

Bell shrugged impatiently, and said.

"Students should focus on their studies, don't spend all day in the spirit dance, if the level is not enough, let a few high-level players guide you."

I said.

"Really? Well then, hehe...Brother Li, you have no excuses this time, the boss has already spoken, don't you think so..." Ling Dang blinked her sly eyes, and grabbed the hand of the ghost , afraid that the other party would break free, with a bit of innocence and pity, said tenderly.

"Then... that's fine."

Being stared at by the two big men, Zhou Xun and I, the face of the ghost blushed for a rare moment, and he quickly pulled Ling Dang's hand off, pretending to be calm.

"Oh yeah, thank you Boss, hehe... If the Boss hadn't spoken, this stupid brother wouldn't be enlightened, haha..." Ling Dang said with something in his words, winking at me.

"Ahem... how old is this girl?"

Sudden choking, the girls nowadays must be too active, hey... Before I knew it, I seemed to be much older, and I couldn't keep up with the pace of the times.

"Boss, I'm almost 20 years old this year, okay? According to Chinese law, we can talk about marriage, not to mention... this is the first time I've been in love..."

"..."

"..."

On the spot, except for the dumb ghosts and gods who were stunned for a while, Zhou Xun and I had black lines on our foreheads. Is it the first time a girl falls in love so directly?Really behind the times.

"Zhou Xun, how old am I this year?"

"Hey... now is the age of young people, Boss, we can retire and return home in a few years, look, your gray hair is coming out."

Zhou Xun pretended to be old-fashioned and agreed.

"Boss, there is movement 5000 meters ahead."

A few people were chattering away boredly, when the ghost suddenly changed his face and said in a low voice.

"Which side is it? Elves or humans?" At this moment, several people stopped talking, and I asked.

"It's mixed, but it's not clear which side it is. After all, we human players don't know much about the development of the power of the elves, but the number of opponents is not small. The initial estimate should be [-] quantity."

"Sixty thousand? Good guy, I didn't expect that besides destroying the elves, there are people who are so capable. This kind of formation should be an enemy rather than a friend. Let me know... All the team members should be vigilant. The opponent intends to intercept and wants to take a detour." It won't last long, since it's here, let's stay."

Although [-] is a lot, it is not enough to make the king's army timid. Now that the Lingwang Ling is in my hands, it is not easy to grab it.

Just as the ghosts and gods said, after a few minutes, the two armies quickly handed over and confronted each other, and the number of opponents, viewed from a distance, was dense and dense, which was very spectacular.

"I know you are a team of human mortals, King of Dust, since we have met, why don't you come out and talk?" In front of the team, a woman wrapped in tights was lazily squatting On the golden lion, which is more than one meter high, the golden lion, as the name suggests, is covered with golden hair, with a pair of eyes that seem to understand human nature, emitting a faint golden light.

"Golden Flaming Lion? This woman is not easy. She can even get a pet of the level of a fairy beast as a mount. She is almost catching up with the boss..." Eleven shouted in the channel.

"Eleventh, stay wherever you are cool. If you want to please others, go over and post. The boss, Talei Xueyun wolf, can't be compared with that thin yellow hair. What kind of eyes do you have?"

Before the end of Chapter Eleven, a MM was not happy. For the sake of the glorious and great image of their boss, I immediately made a just trial and kicked Eleven to the corner to blow the cold wind.

"This girl has a future..." Gun God said with emotion.

"Hehe, I feel the same way..." To be able to describe the other party's fairy-ranked golden flame lion as thin and yellow-haired, this little girl is too cute and talented.

"Boss?"

"It's okay, just go out and talk, what's so scary about a woman sitting on a thin yellow hair."

I pouted.

"That's right, how could our boss be afraid of that bitch, right boss, hehe..."

"Ah... yes."

Ghosts and gods with bells, what kind of combination should this be?

The team continued to separate, followed by Ghost God, Gun God, and Fenger Lingdang, walking forward.

"You are the king's dust? Their heads?" The woman in black sat up straight, and asked with a frown.

"What are you asking? Do you need our boss to write the words King's Dust on his face all day long before you know him? Our boss is very busy, so tell me if you have anything to do."

Feng'er Lingdang waved his hand and answered first.

"Hehe...that's really a big air. Today I opened the skylight to speak honestly. Since our Black Phoenix can stand here now, the meaning is very simple. It's up to you whether the Spirit King Order is handed over or not. Considering your king's face, you don't have to do this..." At this point, the woman smiled, glanced at the team in front of her, and continued: "If you think that this small number of people can resist our entire attack, Although you can give it a try, I would like to remind you that we are not the 3 people who were destroyed here, hehe..."

"Ignorant woman, boss, we don't need to talk nonsense to such a woman..."

"Dark Phoenix? What do you mean... just now when we were fighting against destruction, you have been watching the battle?" He stopped Feng'er Lingdang from continuing, raised his head, and asked with a smile.

"How is it? Interesting..." The woman said with an incomprehensible smile on her face.

"It's interesting enough, but it would be even more interesting if you took your people and left here immediately."

I said, I have never seen this woman before, so there was no need for the other party to deliberately miss such an excellent opportunity at that time. Although I don't know why the other party chose to do this, after all, they want to use the spirit king's order now. The idea, this point, is the most important and most direct.

"I didn't expect Wang Zhichen to like to joke so much. I really want to agree to you, but I'm afraid the brothers behind me won't agree."

"Ugh, it's disgusting..." Ling Dang stuck out her tongue and shook her head unbearably.

"Since that's the case, then I'm sorry too. I can't let my brothers go in vain. The Lingwangling, hehe... I'm sorry I can't give it to you."

"Boss, really, what are you doing with such a woman? Just start the fight. Anyway, there will be a battle in the end. I can't stand such a woman, right Brother Li?"

"This... the boss has his own ideas."

The ghosts and gods were about to be shaken by the bell, and their thoughts were in a trance.

"Hmph, you guys are all like this...your eyes almost pop out when you see a beautiful woman."

"..."

Gunslinger burst into tears, from the beginning to the end, he didn't say a word, but even so, he was dragged down innocently and put into deadlock.

"Oh? Just because you have less than [-] players? Hehe..."

"Hmph, what if we are counted as well? Is it just enough to make up the amount of [-]?" A voice came from a distance, and several familiar faces, leading many elf players behind, were Hurrying towards here, standing in front of the team, besides the Harts I saw a few days ago, who else would be there.

"lightning?"

"lightning……"

(End of this chapter)