Killing One's Own People
Shen Beiwu and Chen Xuewei had just wandered around during the last match and weren't very familiar with the Puppet Tomb map.
The two searched for a long time but couldn't find the Jing City player.
Just as they were about to give up, they suddenly heard an explosion not far away.
The two immediately realized that someone was fighting, so they followed the sound.
As she walked, Chen Xuewei suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, and the hairs on her body stood on end. She felt as if an invisible pair of eyes were fixed on her from the shadows.
An extreme sense of crisis instantly swept over my entire body!
Run!
With only this one thought in her mind, Chen Xuewei shifted her feet, about to slip away.
Before she could move an inch, a piercing roar suddenly came from the sky, and a dark shell, accompanied by a violent shockwave, came crashing down at such a speed that it gave her no chance to react.
Boom--
A violent explosion suddenly erupted, flames shot into the sky, and shockwaves swept in all directions like a hurricane.
Before Chen Xuewei and her companion could even utter a cry of alarm, they were hit head-on by the shell.
The two were instantly killed, their bodies falling to the ground with a resurrection countdown appearing above their heads.
"Cool!"
Zong Heng controlled the Cannon and watched this scene, a surge of exhilarating pleasure welled up inside him.
The other three players on the Jing City team also looked like they had finally gotten their revenge.
From the opening team fight to now, they have been relentlessly suppressed and tormented by the Dragon Nation players, constantly being chased and attacked, which has been extremely frustrating.
Now that I've finally killed two players from the Dragon Nation, all the pent-up frustration has vanished, and I'm filled with a triumphant feeling.
"Captain is awesome!"
"Finally, they're dead!"
Outside of the competition.
Shen Long watched this scene with gritted teeth.
Those idiots in Jing City deserved to lose!
They were suppressed at the start and toyed with in the mid-game. His son finally decided to openly betray the Dragon Nation and go to support them, but before he even saw them, he was killed by a cannonball.
Are they afraid they still have any hope of winning?
That's it? They actually dare to fight Jiu Chen? Absolutely stupid!
"Cough."
Quan Zhong coughed lightly. He was speechless at the behavior of Zong Heng and his Zong Heng, but as a Jun Family, he could only explain with a stern face.
"The players on the Jing City Server don't recognize Young Master Shen. They were driven to madness by the Dragon Nation players, which is why they attacked anyone they saw."
Shen Long sneered inwardly, "Who told them to be driven to such madness? It's all because they're too weak. If they had the guts, they should have gone after Jiu Chen. Why did they have to fight his son?"
Given the current situation, the defeat of the Jing City Server is a foregone conclusion.
Shen Long was too lazy to read any further. With the server integration imminent, he also needed to make some preparations.
"I still have some matters to attend to, Your Quan Zhong continue."
With that, Shen Long turned and left.
He really has something to do. Shen Beiwu's remarks openly betrayed the Dragon Nation, and many citizens of the City of Kings have expressed their dissatisfaction with this.
Although the players of City of Kings have joined the Shen Sect faction, they also hope that the Dragon Nation Server will remain during the server fusion challenge.
Seeing that there was no hope of winning on the Jing City Server, Shen Long tried to appease the people.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Quan Zhong his eyes; it was obvious to everyone that Jing City couldn't win.
"It seems we have no choice but to move on to the next phase of the plan."
Quan Zhong glanced at the Sky Screen and saw that Zong Heng, that idiot, not only didn't realize something was wrong, but was actually guarding the corpse with his Cannon.
"Idiot!"
With a dark expression, Quan Zhong cursed and turned to leave.
World Chat Channel.
"Hmph! If this competition didn't require the use of Puppet, we wouldn't have been forced into this situation by the Dragon Nation players. Especially Young Master Zong Heng, he's one of the top ten geniuses on our Jing City Server. If he could use his own strength, this competition would have been over long ago."
One player from the Jing City couldn't help but complain.
"This competition is so unfair! Why should our Jing City Server, with its millennia-old heritage, lose to those commoners from the Dragon Nation Server in this way?"
"That's right, let's use the players' own skills. I guarantee the game will be over in under ten hours."
Seeing the confident look on the Jing City players' faces, the Dragon Nation players couldn't help but roll their eyes.
"Ten hours? No, no, no, that won't do, it's simply not enough. Players need to use their own skills. I guarantee half an hour, no, ten minutes is all it takes for the match to end."
"A thousand years of heritage? What heritage? A thousand years of boasting?"
"You should be glad the competition used Puppet, otherwise you would have known just how big the gap in strength was."
"Jiu Chen: There are too many geniuses in this game, so they just call me a cheater."
In the game,
The players in the Jing City were unaware that they had killed two traitorous dragons who had come to provide reinforcements.
Looking at the two dead bodies of Chen Xuewei and the other person in the distance, Xiao Zhi excitedly offered his suggestion.
"Finally killed them! Captain, one of us stay here to collect the bodies, the rest of you hurry up and develop your resources. Once we get the Soul Crystal, we can seal them in the Sky Main Hall, and we still have a chance to win!"
Zong Heng frowned, and at this moment he was somewhat sober.
Why did those Dragon Nation players they couldn't find earlier suddenly appear and ask them to fight?
Is this reasonable?
However, this map only contained them and players from the Dragon Nation, and the people who died were indeed players from the Dragon Nation.
Thinking about this, Zong Heng felt a sense of unease and pressure.
But his past experiences made him exceptionally cautious at this moment, and after careful consideration, he finally spoke.
"Let's wait and see if anyone comes to rescue their bodies. If not, then we can continue developing."
Not far away in the bushes, Xiao Fan saw that Zong Heng had killed Chen Xuewei and Shen Beiwu with a single cannon shot and was still guarding their bodies with the Cannon. He decided not to wait any longer and quietly left. He found Brother Heartless and Na Youshang, and the three of them continued to farm monsters, level up, and collect Soul Crystal.
If Chen Xuewei and her companion can hold off the Jing City players here and exhaust their ammunition, then they will have done something worthwhile.
Once he's collected enough Soul Crystal and returned, having killed and sealed the players from Jing City, the game should be over.
Not long after Xiao Fan left, Zong Heng sensed that something was wrong.
He suddenly remembered that before the competition, Saint Yuan Venerable had told them that two players in the Dragon Nation team had defected to their side.
"Could those two people from earlier be them?"
He was so angry before that he attacked and killed any Dragon Nation players he saw without even checking their identities.
Now that my emotions have calmed down a bit, I think back carefully and suddenly remember what Saint Yuan Venerable said.
Looking at the two corpses on the ground in the distance, the countdown to resurrection above his head showed only fifteen minutes remaining.
Zong Heng's expression darkened, and he ordered in a deep voice:
"Wait until these two are revived, then don't rush to kill them."
"What's wrong, Captain?"
Xiao Zhi asked, puzzled.
"Do you remember what Saint Yuan Venerable said before? I suspect these two people might be here to help us."
Zongheng said in Zong Heng voice.
"Ah?"
Upon hearing Zong Heng's words, the others suddenly remembered Saint Yuan Venerable's instructions, and their expressions immediately became even more unpleasant.
So, after all that trouble, they killed two people, and they were their own people?