Two hours later, Colorful Mist Coast connected to Teleportation Point in the game space.
All 32 Internet addicts were present.
No matter how reluctant they were, under the threat of being disconnected for a week, no one dared to be absent.
Life Throat glanced at the tribesmen in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
The appearance of the tribesmen in the game is very different from what I expected.
Although what he wears is different from before, he still continues the style of his silver robe. The hem is embroidered with a light silver pattern of destiny, and the cuffs are neatly collected. He retains the unique coldness and alienation of Fate Race. It is not ostentatious, but it has an aloof temperament.
But the tribesmen in front of them were completely different.
They were completely influenced by the forum players, and their aesthetics were biased towards their painting style.
Mingman, who stood at the front, had a colorful neon afro dyed with an armed module. Every hair was sizzling with electricity Fire Flower. He was wearing a black leather robe, with a picture of Di Nian Evil Spirit standing in the air with his chest printed on the back, with the word "Bully" on his head. The overall appearance looked like a street gangster from the ancient times of the earth.
The Mingdun standing next to him was even more handsome, with his bare upper body revealing his tanned arms. His muscle lines looked strong, but there were various strange patterns and words tattooed on them with armed modules, which looked like he was possessed by an evil spirit.
The tribesmen in the back row were also dancing wildly. Some tribesmen were wearing sunglasses with lenses larger than their faces. The "666" barrage special effects were playing on the lenses in a loop. Some tribesmen were wearing costumes from ancient times on Earth. They were holding two laser guns produced by the Arms Dealer Guild in their broad sleeves.
What makes Life Throat most unbearable is the female tribesman named Ming Tao. She has a delicate face, but she wears smoky makeup, her lips are painted purple, and she wears a dress with skulls printed on it. The skirt is so short that only her thighs are exposed, but she wears a pair of heavy metal boots on her feet. There is a scarf tied on her forehead, with a line of words printed on it: If you don't accept it, fight!
It can be seen that the cultural invasion is serious.
These young tribesmen have a high degree of exposure to new things, and after becoming players, they team up with players of other races to hunt. They are obviously influenced by the culture. In addition, they have removed their inner shackles and are completely liberated.
When these people come together, it's like a fashion show.
The dress of each clan member is closer to the word "publicity", but there is still a bit of rawness in their temperament that has not faded away, making them look carefree and funny.
Life Throat rubbed the center of his brows and did not scold.
Without Fate Race, the tribe is completely free, and he will not set any restrictions on the tribe.
Except for development needs, they can play however they want.
Taking a deep breath, Life Throat glanced at the faces of the tribe:
"The task requirements given to you this time are not difficult. Next, you only need to go to the game space and play a few games with the members of Council of the Underworld."
Saying that, Life Throat called up the function panel.
Send the recorded and broadcast videos you edited to your tribe members:
"Watch the video first, and then remember what I said. I am a mistake demonstration in the video. You must remember three points. First, we use camouflage to enter the field in the early stage. After the camouflage technique is cracked, we use different Monster Soul forms to enter the field. Second Second, every time you enter the game to participate in the game, you can only win four rounds at most, but don't win too easily. You have to pretend to win with stumbling steps. Third, you must not make mistakes similar to mine. You must lose reasonably and let the other party get the clan brand naturally."
After listening to Life Throat's narration, the clansman shook his head:
"Master, I am already a player. Why can't I just cheat and crush you? Why bother pretending to be a noob?"
Life Throat glared at the tribesman who spoke:
"Go and watch the video I sent to the group first, and then ask why. What I want is not victory, but failure."
The tribe members shut their mouths angrily, and then clicked on the video sent by Life Throat one after another.
On the pop-up video light screen, the scenes of Life Throat arrogantly exposing You Ai's cheating, his joking face when deliberately cheating, and finally dying calmly flashed one by one. It also made the tribesmen present understand why Life Throat wanted them to win with difficulty and must not be overly public.
At the end of the video, the tribesman who just asked suddenly nodded:
"I understand... The Master wants us to lower our posture and make Council of the Underworld feel that we can handle it easily, so that we can start the killing plan with confidence, so as to use up Council of the Underworld's combat power."
Life Throat saw that they finally understood the key points and nodded:
"Remember, you must win by chance and lose naturally." He paused and added:
"Two people enter in each batch, half an hour apart. Even if they go in very close to each other, they have to pretend not to know each other."
The tribesmen agreed one after another and began to divide into groups.
The 32 tribesmen were divided into 16 groups.
With the assistance of Life Throat, they released their mental power and began to disguise their life fluctuations.
As for appearance, Life Throat originally planned to purchase Trading House's materials to assist the tribesmen in deep camouflage.
But looking at their weird outfits now, there's absolutely no need for that.
The first group is Mingman and Mingdun.
"Let's go and teach Council of the Underworld." Mingman bumped Mingdun's arm and took the lead towards the Teleportation Array center.
Mingdun grinned and revealed two rows of White Fang:
"Just thinking about it makes me a little excited. It's just a fun game of pure cheating."
When they arrived at the center of Teleportation Array, Life Throat raised his hand to activate the teleportation mode, and their figures suddenly disappeared into the halo.
Life Throat called up the forum interface at this time and watched the live broadcast to check the next direction of the clan members.
In the screen, two tribesmen enter the capture channel of the game space through Teleportation Channel.
Not long after, it landed in the game space.
When the game started, neither clan member chose to cheat in the first round and only relied on luck to throw the dice.
Ten minutes later, the second group of tribesmen set off.
One of the tribesmen entered Teleportation Array, turned around and gave him a thumbs up:
"Don't worry, Lord, I promise to lose so hard that they won't be able to fault you."
Life Throat stood aside, watching the tribesmen enter Teleportation Array with playful smiles, and activated Teleportation Array in a flash.
During this period, Energy Crystal was also purchased from the player mall to supplement the energy consumption required for teleportation.
As more and more clan members were transported to the game space, Life Throat himself did not go there again. Instead, he watched the actions of his clan members through live broadcast. During the period, if inappropriate behavior was discovered, barrages would be sent to remind him.
He was very satisfied with the tribesman's acting skills. Sometimes he would shake his head in annoyance at the failure, and sometimes he would sigh at the fact that he had drawn a useless card. The loophole-filled operation and the nervousness shown on his face from time to time were exactly how he wanted the plot to unfold.
When the first group failed in the game, Life Throat decisively called out the forum and checked the competitive party section.
Especially those players who have just been selected to participate.
While Man Nu was speaking, Life Throat glanced at the alien figure standing with the player.
It was found that there was no member of Council of the Underworld.
This made him feel a little regretful.
But Ancient God Arena is a layered space after all. Even if there are players entering the field every moment, the probability of encountering a member of Council of the Underworld is very low. Only by winning more games will players of the same batch have a greater chance of meeting each other.
He chose to ask Guidance directly for the answer.
The answer he got made Life Throat clenched his fists in excitement.
As he expected, the members of this batch of Council of the Underworld were sent to the Bliss Palace and Ancient God Arena respectively.
As for why he did this, he could roughly guess it.
In addition to the mental torture battlefield at Di Nian Bully, players also have two forces that are honest and honest with each other. There is no conflict of interest between the two parties for the time being, and they use each other's rules and logic to enhance the combat power of their own camp.
The first of these two forces is Ancient God Clan who occupies the Sea of Death.
The arena they set up can be called Player Camp's "master" training base.
Players who follow this growth path are studying fighting skills every day, and they are the gathering place for players with the strongest individual combat power.
Since the server was launched, it has cultivated many well-known skilled players.
Secondly, in order to improve the production efficiency of rule-derived energy, Ancient God Arena will select a group of fighters for training every once in a while. Players have learned many in-depth skills in using abilities from these training projects.
Secondly, there is the A Le training ground, which is the strongest new training base.
Since the launch of the server, a large number of elites have been delivered to various major gameplay genres, making it the most suitable scene for players' early growth and transition.
It is no less important than the Emperor's Tomb Village battlefield.
They are all training grounds that can continuously produce huge resource gains for Player Camp.
Send Council of the Underworld members to the Bliss Palace and Ancient God Arena in the form of welfare gift packages, which will eventually be given back to players in the form of resources and brought back to their own camp.
Knowing that the method of fixing the bug is feasible, Life Throat was completely relieved and a smile appeared on his lips.
The show has officially begun.
Two days later.
Groups of Fate Race players come and go in and out of the gaming field like novices.
Every time they fail and leave, a group of Council of the Underworld members will be buried with them.
This issue quickly attracted the attention of Council of the Underworld senior management.
At this time, in the meeting hall of Council of the Underworld, the ocean formed by the convergence of energy was filled with phantoms.
Thousands of red dots flash on the suspended crystal ball in the center.
Each red dot represents a clan member who has lost contact.
They were all members who were guided to unknown areas by the "ethnic brand" after starting the massacre.
Only this time, things were a little unusual.
Killing squads often lose contact, but they never dig into it.
Monster World It is normal to be surrounded by dangers and to encounter forces that are difficult to contend with or sudden risks.
But this time, 57 killing teams completely lost contact in a short period of time, and a total of 3,363 tribesmen were missing. According to common sense, even if they encounter a tenacious Resistance, at least a trace of energy signal should be sent back as feedback.
But now, all the dispatched teams seemed to have been wiped out of thin air at the end of the transmission, without even a trace of struggle remaining. This was definitely not a natural loss of contact, but more like some external force had deliberately cut off all communications, turning the clan members into disconnected kites, and even the final distress signal could not be transmitted back to the clan.
The leader, Speaker Youlu, looked at a figure in front of him, and then waved his fingertips towards the crystal ball in the center.
As the energy derived from the rules of the game space is consumed rapidly, Spatial Coordinates, whose clannish aura remains, slowly appears.
"Yuxuan, follow the remaining spatial fluctuations and investigate the specific situation."
"I'll leave now."
After giving the answer, Yuxuan's blue shadow suddenly solidified, and he raised his hand to extract the Spatial Coordinates information from the crystal.
Then it turned into a light blue Liu Guang and rushed out of the sea of energy.
It did not choose conventional space teleportation, but directly mobilized the energy in its body to tear apart the space along the coordinate trajectory marked by the crystal ball. The space barriers along the way rippled in front of it layer by layer, and nodes that required precise calculations to penetrate seemed to have been paved in advance by invisible forces at this moment.
The body jumped many times in Spatial Rift. After leaving the space channel, Yuxuan quickly hit a space wall, but found that no matter how hard he tore it apart, he could not break through it.
Just when Youlu wanted to continue trying.
Suddenly, I felt a terrifying pressure coming from inside the space barrier in front of me.
You Xuan subconsciously raised his head and saw an indescribable purple figure slowly emerging from within the space barrier.
Its figure has no clear outline, and its face is constantly changing like ripples in water. The purple flame burning on its body causes wrinkles in the surrounding space with every swing.
This figure did not open its eyes, but it seemed like countless pairs of eyes penetrated the barrier of space and fell directly on it.
Every gaze carries a heavy pressure that is almost crushing the body.
Just by looking at it, Youxuan felt as if the energy in his body was frozen, and the frequency of the released energy was completely disordered, making it difficult to maintain energy operation.
At this moment, Youxuan felt the despair of an ant facing the sky.
It realizes that the other party's life level has long gone beyond the scope of its understanding.
The space wall continued to tremble, and the pressure coming from the purple figure became heavier and heavier. Youxuan didn't even dare to think about how to deal with it. He roared decisively, and the energy in his body immediately went crazy.
At this moment, the blurry purple figure also trembled.
This scene really frightened You Xuan, and it tried its best to tear apart the space behind it and rush back.
The thought of running away overwhelmed everything else.
Compared with finding out the whereabouts of the clan members, saving one's own life is obviously more important.
The life projections within the space barrier are obviously not existences that they Council of the Underworld can provoke.
Even if the parliament devotes all its fighting power, it will only be nourishment for the other party.
The disappearing signal and the erased tribesmen now have answers.
They have most likely been devoured by this purple figure of evil.
The pressure behind him did not come after him, but Youxuan did not dare to stop.
He ran for his life by burning himself, and every space jump was accompanied by burning pain.
But he didn't dare to look back. There was only one thought shouting crazily in his mind: run, run, get as far away from here as possible.
the other side.
The projection of Lord of Bliss looked at the figure tearing apart the space and leaving, and let out a long sigh of relief.
The frightened roar just now was so sudden that it almost dispersed its magical power to maintain the projection.
I thought some force had touched the entrance to the branch palace and was trying to force a breakthrough.
Although the fluctuations caused by the opponent's energy body are not strong, who knows if there is a stronger back-up force behind?
None of the forces that can gain a firm foothold in Monster World are good at it.
It has even thought in its mind that if it doesn't work out, it's better to just close this Bliss Sub-Hall than to be taken over by someone. At least it can recover most of its energy.
As long as the main hall is still there, losing a branch hall is not a big deal.
But before it could dismantle the branch hall, the figure suddenly howled as if it had seen a ghost, then burned its own energy and ran away. It could basically be concluded that the opponent did not come to attack the branch hall.
This was because he was scared away by his own dissipated power.
It lowered its head and looked at its own projected body, then glanced at the small cracks on the space barrier that had been impacted by the energy just now, and suddenly felt a little bit dumbfounded.
I co-authored it to scare myself and give myself a false alarm.
Thinking of saving a branch hall, Lord of Bliss's mood suddenly became happy.
Nothing makes it feel more at ease than stable development.
On the other side, Yuxuan, who left Bliss Sub-Hall, appeared in a strange environment in Monster World after several space jumps.
Converging the frequency of energy release, the light blue light emanating from Youxuan's body suddenly dimmed a lot.
Although it had escaped, the experience just now still left it feeling frightened.
The energy core in the body is still trembling slightly because of the purple pressure just now.
It's terrible.
I can't help but shiver when I think about it.
It was the first time he smelled death so clearly.
It is certain that if the purple figure had attacked it at that time, it would never have escaped alive.
And the Council of the Underworld behind it cannot provide any assistance to it.
How about just returning to the clan?
As soon as the idea came up, it was suppressed.
57 teams and 3,363 clan members have lost contact. For such a huge loss, if the specific cause cannot be found out, there will be no way to explain it when we go back. Among the information extracted from the clan crystal, there is a second coordinate. Maybe the situation there will be better.
But thinking of the purple shadow, it subconsciously had the idea of retreating.
Thoughts swirling, Youxuan hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth.
After transmitting the previous encounter back to the clan, it called up the next space trajectory, re-locked the second coordinate, and tore apart the space again to set off. Not long after, Youxuan's figure appeared on a blue sea.
The salty sea breeze carries moist water vapor and blows in your face.
It looked down and saw that the water under its feet was as clear as a mirror, and it could clearly see the luminous fish swimming in the depths.
At this time, Youxuan came to the sea area where Ancient God Arena was located.
The dead sea that was once filled with ghosts and shrouded in shadow all year round is now reborn after the resurrection of the Misty Abyss Clan.
As Youxuan descended, his sight was fixed on a huge sea island directly in front of him.
Through the invisible barrier, you can see the sky-high competition Sky Ladder standing on the island, as well as the suspended competition platform.
Based on the spatial information, it can be basically determined that the clan members who lost contact are on this island.
Youxuan took a deep breath and was about to activate the energy to get closer, when suddenly there was a burst of ground movement Mountain Shaker Roar in the center of the island.
Immediately afterwards, a giant hand burning with Qi and Blood flames suddenly rose from the inside of the island. When its five fingers were spread out, it covered half of the sky, and a terrifying pressure suddenly descended.
The giant hand just casually flipped, and the surrounding seawater set off huge waves of thousands of meters. Although the intensity of the pure energy pressure was weaker than that of the purple shadow, its aura was more domineering, as if it could crush the whole world with just a gentle grip.
Youxuan froze on the spot for an instant, and the fear he had just suppressed surged up again.
This second coordinate also hides an unshakable existence.
It didn't even hesitate, turned around decisively, burned itself, and started running wildly.
But this time, Youxuan obviously wasn't so lucky.
Different from Lord of Bliss who lives in seclusion, Ancient God Clan's development model is full of aggression, capturing the surrounding creatures from time to time and cultivating strong ones through fighting poison.
Youxuan, who took the initiative to come to the door, was targeted by Champion Fighter after he approached the island.
At this moment, Youxuan used all his remaining energy to tear apart the space, but found that the surrounding space had long been locked by some kind of force, and could only create weak ripples in place.
It unwillingly stimulates energy resonance and tries to interfere with the other party's energy frequency.
Tsk!
Qi and Blood The sharp sound of the spear slashing Breaking the Void exploded in Youxuan's ears, and the figure was instantly penetrated, and the light blue energy liquid splashed like blood. The blow almost killed it, but Champion Fighter did not kill it.
Qi and Blood turned into chains, wrapped around Youxuan's body, and dragged it flying down the island.
Youxuan, who was unwilling to accept anything, felt desperate in his heart.
But the more he struggled, the tighter the chain became, making it impossible to break free.
Finally, it was thrown into a huge cage.
Outside the cage there were roars one after another, and the cage was crowded with creatures of various shapes.
Among them, several familiar blue figures were members of the clan who had lost contact before.
When they saw You Xuan, a flash of color appeared in their eyes, but it soon dimmed.
You Xuan also completely collapsed on the bottom of the cage due to excessive energy consumption and passed out.
Day four.
The detection mechanism of the game space has begun to be continuously upgraded.
Council of the Underworld's senior management has discovered the problem.
According to the information sent back by Youxuan before losing contact, the loss of contact between the clan members was related to two Spatial Coordinates.
After careful investigation, it was found that every time a similar game of life was won, the clan brand would send members of the killing team to these two areas.
Realizing that such creatures cannot become prey, Council of the Underworld, which has suffered heavy losses, initiated an emergency plan.
Then the disguise of player Fate Race was discovered.
After detailed investigation of camouflage methods, they decisively enhanced the detection mechanism in the space channel.
Prevent accidents from happening again.
In other words, the player Fate Race was completely blocked by Youlu Space.
Even if you enter the game space in the future, you will be sent back and you will not start any games with them.
After successive disguised transmission failures, Life Throat, the man behind the scenes, didn't care.
He summoned his clansmen again and launched the plan to enter in Monster Soul form.
In the next round of testing, they successfully confused the vitality check of Council of the Underworld, allowing players in the clan to start the game again. This means that the plan of producing wool + consuming combat power can proceed smoothly again.
Council of the Underworld's senior management thought the problem was solved, but found that the problem still existed and the killing team continued to lose contact.
However, the two senior executives at Spatial Coordinates and Council of the Underworld did not dare to make any intrusive move.
The information sent back by Youxuan before losing contact proved that these two Spatial Coordinatess had terrifying beings that Council of the Underworld could not compete with.
Head-on confrontation is undoubtedly an act of seeking death.
After trying a variety of interception solutions without success, Council of the Underworld executives decided to temporarily close the game space.
Eliminate all external capture channels in the game space, plan to change to a new capture location, release Space Node, and open up new resource production channels. I feel that we can avoid the problem of losing contact with our clansmen by starting over.
Life Throat already knows all this by asking Guidance.
On days when the game space was "closed", he allowed the clan members to disperse and move around freely.
I plan to wait for the game space to reopen, and then start the battle plan of thin wool + consumption of combat power again.
Two more days passed.
Life Throat, who was hunting monsters in Ground Roar Coast scene, asked Guidance again whether the game space would be reopened.
When I asked casually, I got the answer that it was already open.
Life Throat did not hesitate at all and decisively spoke on the guild voice channel:
"All Colorful Mist Coast gather, I'll give you 3 hours to prepare, and I won't come to unplug the network cable."
This trick works every time.
Although he is the master of life, everyone is a player in the game, and he has no way to restrict the freedom of other tribesmen.
But in reality, he is both the life lord and the controller of the network cable.
The main body has the strength of the Demigod Realm.
He wanted to pull out the network cable, but the tribesmen couldn't stop him.
To guard the real network line is to control the lifeline of the people.
If the data flow is cut off, even members of the Jieao clan must bow their heads and obey orders.
What seemed like a useless cable made of non-spiritual waste material has now become the power in his hands that straddles "virtual and real".
Once the network cable is pulled out, even if the clan members are extremely capable in the game, they still have to come back and be punished and beaten.
Therefore, the significance of the network cable is far greater than the network cable itself. It is an invisible chain that can bind the entire tribe, and it is also the whip of divine punishment for the "parent" Judgment Internet addicts.
A few hours later, all the tribesmen gathered at Colorful Mist Coast.
A new round of cross-space strike operations has begun again.
Two more days passed.
The number of tourists caught in the game space has dropped sharply again.
This made Life Throat realize that Council of the Underworld was about to close the store again because it could not solve the problem of the killing team's continuous loss of contact.
After the store is closed this time, it is obviously impossible for Council of the Underworld to reopen in a short time until the specific reasons are found out.
This made Life Throat feel that it was time to start the second step of the plan.
This time, Life Throat personally went out again and came to the game space in the form of Critical Hit Monster Soul.
Before the game started, he took out the pre-made space imprint from his space bag and reached out to crush it.
The moment the brand broke on the palm, it turned into dots of silver light.
Like stardust blown away by the wind, it quietly penetrates into the game space scene and wanders along the rules of the game space.
Every ripple that occurs is conveying Spatial Coordinates information to the outside world.
The energy flow frequency of the game field and the weak points of the space defense barrier set by Council of the Underworld... were all compressed into this invisible signal. The next second, several figures appeared in the sky above Life Throat, and the faint blue energy swooped down with a murderous intention.
Sensing abnormal fluctuations in the space, the alarmed Council of the Underworld guard took action against Life Throat without hesitation.
Boom!
The figure of Life Throat instantly turned into light flakes all over the sky in the torrent of energy, and then turned into black mist and dissipated.
The Youlu guards were hovering in mid-air. After killing Life Throat, they all used energy runes in their bodies, trying to intercept the signals spreading to the outside world within the space barrier.
But it's too late.
Invisible signals pass through layers of space, spreading and traveling aimlessly.
Soul Gathering Continent, Sea of Northern Demons.
A Fate Race member wearing bone armor was holding on to a broken war spear and gasping for air.
His name is Mingtong, a wandering equal-value game businessman who has been wandering in this wild sea for 13 years.
He lowered his head and glanced at the bone armor stained by the Northern Demon Sea Beast. His gaze turned to Star Core piled on the ground not far away. This was his hunting harvest today. Just as he was putting away the trophies, he suddenly felt a wisp of space fluctuations.
He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it, and a piece of information suddenly poured into his mind.
Countless images of Shatter exploded in my mind. In addition, there was also an instruction: War call.
But what puzzles it is why it is an ancient method of space communication.
Fate Race After weaving a spiritual communication network with the rules of destiny as the core, this ancient method of space communication has long been eliminated. Even the new generation does not know how to use this type of space summoning order.
There are also clear level restrictions in this war call, requiring that only members with a status of "Fate Apostle" or above can go to the Beacon Battlefield.
And it is exactly one of the destiny Apostle Legion.
Now that it has received a "call to war" command, it must respond.
It is very likely that a senior member of a certain tribe needs to seek cross-dimensional rescue.
Mingxiang tightened his grip on the war spear, and the muscles under his bone armor suddenly tightened.
He turned around suddenly, swung his war spear in the direction of the signal, and headed towards Spatial Rift.
At the same time, it was 30,000 miles south of the Soul Gathering Continent.
He was dissecting the life frost of the giant frozen soil beast in the ice cave. He suddenly raised his head and then tore through the space straight to the coordinate location.
Under the quicksand of the Western Desert Gobi, after receiving the signal, Mingtu's body buried deep in the sand broke out of the ground, suspended in mid-air and glowed with light. The gravel all over his body was washed by silver light, and he traced the space in front of him with his fingertips, suddenly tearing the space apart and heading there.
Above the canopy of the southern rainforest, Life Kong was engaged in an equal game with the aliens, and his earrings suddenly rang.
It decisively gave up on the new round of chess that was about to start, tore off the earrings to tear apart the space, and headed towards the gathering place.
At the edge of the desert in the Eastern Region, Ming An, who was counting spiritual materials, also received space recruitment information at this time...
In the Soul-Gathering Continent area where the game space is located, a total of 39 Fate Race members received space beacons.
One of them, "Great Fate Envoy", still hoped to be promoted to the life master of Ran Deng's lineage. They all followed the "war call" instructions and Breaking the Void went to the game space.
Not long after, 39 figures descended on the game space.
It was clear that the space signal was coming from here. 39 figures looked at each other and set off a silver storm at the same time.
At this time, the senior management of Council of the Underworld was also frightened.
Realize that the game space has been exposed.
In the face of foreign invasion, they decisively mobilized their clan strength to fight back.
Although there are many members of Council of the Underworld, all of them are members of Fate Race who are apostle-level or above. They are the absolute elites in Fate Race. Their individual combat power is calculated based on the player system, and they are all above level 300.
Among them, Great Fate Envoy and "Ming An" have a combat power of 400+.
In the initial fight, Council of the Underworld was defeated.
Boom!
The leader Ming An took a step forward, rolled up his silver robe, and pushed forward with one hand.
The silver light river condensed by the rules of fate stretched in front of it like a natural chasm. Council of the Underworld's offensive hit the silver light and was like a mud cow entering the sea, failing to cause even the slightest wave.
After the initial confrontation, Ming An's doubts intensified.
The forces hiding in this space do not seem to have enough combat power for a certain core member to use the "war call" method to seek assistance. More importantly, why is the war call being eliminated and used?
Both communication efficiency and transmission range are far inferior to the spiritual communication network currently used.
It has not thought about this issue in detail for the time being.
Because it discovered that there was a mark of rules hidden in this space.
The unexpected surprise came too suddenly.
Coming to support, Ming An's idea suddenly changed to: seize the rules.
"Follow me closely."
Ming An said in a deep voice to the temporarily formed Mental Network.
After hearing this, other tribesmen approached Ming An one after another, thinking that Ming An was the initiator of this "war call".
Secondly, the other party has the identity of Great Fate Envoy and has the right to direct their actions.
Then 39 rays of silver light intertwined into a network in the game space. Wherever they passed, Underworld Clan's energy barrier shattered like paper.
Throughout the war, there were no lengthy fights or complex strategies. The power mobilized by Fate Race members above the apostle level was simply difficult for Council of the Underworld to contend with.
From the dome to the ground, where the silver storm rolled through, the blue figures collapsed in pieces.
The so-called counterattack is more like withered grass thrown into the flames, unable to withstand the slightest bit.
In less than 2 hours, most of the once bustling game space was destroyed.
Many foreign figures in the game were also affected, and were killed by the aftermath energy, ending the game early.
Devastated, nothing more than that.
When the "Spear of Destiny" in Ming An's hand resisted the space crystal, Council of the Underworld completely gave up the struggle and started to escape.
I want to use this to preserve the fire of the ethnic group for future re-emergence.
But Ming An firmly locked onto Speaker Youlu, who holds the rules of "game space", and set up a space blockade in advance to imprison him.
When Speaker Youlu was powerfully killed by Ming An.
The era belonging to Council of the Underworld came to an abrupt end under the iron heel of Fate Race's elite warriors.
From the arrival to seizing the rules of the game space, the battle was settled without even allowing the Fate Race members present to use their full strength. The war ended, and a soldier next to Ming An put away his weapon and looked at Ming An:
"Great Fate Envoy, do you want to pursue me?"
At this time, Ming An is holding the silver spear of destiny in his right hand, and Left Hand is holding Liu Guang's colorful Rubik's Cube Rules "Game Space" with eyes full of joy.
Facing the tribesman's inquiry, Ming An smiled and shook his head:
"No need, they are no longer a threat, just let them go."
Cutting the grass and roots is meaningless and just a waste of time.
On the vast stage of Monster World, an exile force that has lost its core rules is like a tiger with its teeth pulled out, destined to make no waves.
Even if there is a bit of luck and they can regain a foothold in a certain area, there is no need to be afraid.
The territory of Monster World is so vast that it can swallow countless Stars. They are separated by an unimaginable distance, and it is almost impossible to encounter them again. Just as Ming An was holding the game space rules happily and thinking about how to use this rule, a light cough suddenly came from behind. "Cough."
39 Fate Apostle all turned their heads to look.
I saw Life Throat standing behind them at some point.
After becoming a player, Life Throat's life structure is no longer Fate Race, and the aura it exudes is also different from before. Many Fate Race members did not recognize the identity of Life Throat without a mask.
But the leader, Ming An, recognized this face at a glance.
Back then, before Life Throat was promoted to life master, there had been interactions between them.
At this moment, Life Throat took two steps forward, his eyes fell on Liu Guang's colorful regular Rubik's Cube in his hand, and he coughed dryly:
"You're so promising, Ming An, have you learned how to steal things from your elders?"
Hearing these words, Ming An suddenly felt bad.
The hand holding the Rubik's Cube tightened, and the joy on his face suddenly solidified.