Elf Archer of Life in Another World

A person's words and deeds will conform to various limiting factors such as his social status, personality, life experience, etc. For NPCs designed after humans, they will not exceed their own settings.

The most fatal flaw of the teachers and teaching assistants in the Holy Temple Academy is that no matter how strong the combat power data listed by each of them is, they have stayed in a comfortable and single environment for a long time, and their actual combat experience-especially in some teaching fields

Capability for emergencies other than - basically zero.

Therefore, Shao Wu and Shi Sui dared to use such crude and crude traps to trap these diligent gardeners, and only then did Shao Wu put all the preparations into a big show.

Illusions, hallucinations, phantoms and other skills that confuse the five senses have always been more likely to confuse the native NPCs than the effects they have on players.

Looking at the NPCs in front of him who were just dazed and allowed the actors to come close to hold hands, Shao Wu pursed his lips and smiled. He relaxed his grip on Hong Fu's right hand slightly and raised his left hand to make a few gestures.

Let everyone know that everything is going well and just keep going at the original pace.

As for the Mohist swordsman who was squatting opposite with his eyelids cramped, Shao Wu didn't bother to explain. With a sharp glance and a flick of his finger, Shao Wu rushed the man to the other corner to stand by.

With another spin, Shao Wu turned around the corner and stepped onto the stairs leading to the second floor. He clung to the wall and silently joined the remaining Chinese players step by step, waiting to play.

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Once upon a time, the Great Sage Qitian sneaked into the Heavenly Court, stole the elixir and fine wine, and fled away. After that, he hosted a banquet for his sworn brothers Tongtian Great Sage and Jujuan Sanlang in Huaguo Mountain. The monkeys celebrated and it was very lively for a while.

Morris, who was inexplicably pulled into the banquet, was in a daze. After being poured several bottles of wine, he couldn't tell whether his dizziness and confusion was due to drinking too much wine or because he had forgotten something.

Does he know these monster monkeys? Well, they seem to know each other. He seems to know some "demon skills", so they must be together. Otherwise, how could everyone be so enthusiastic and kind?

The gongs and drums are noisy, the crowd is bustling, people of all colors in bright and dazzling clothes are dangling in front of the eyes, the waterfall with dancing silver beads and the white and smooth walls are constantly switching. Familiar colleagues are drinking and laughing like me, but I can

Really experiencing the joy in the hearts of strangers who seemed to be unknown to him, Morris, who gradually couldn't tell the difference between reality and reality, subconsciously found an excuse for himself to make up for the sense of dissonance.

Between the truth and the false, Morris thought silently, it would be great if this happy and lively banquet could continue forever.

As soon as the idea came to mind, suddenly the world fell into silence. A moment later, the rumble of war drums came from mid-air. A thick black cloud slowly floated down from the sky. Wind and waves arose on the ground. Boundless colorful flags danced. The leader was handsome and handsome, with golden armor and jade.

crown, back

He was carrying a golden bow and silver bullets, holding a three-pointed two-edged sword, and a vicious thin dog squatting at his feet. Behind him were seven gods in Taoist robes, and a mighty general several feet tall holding a mountain axe, and

I don't know how many heavenly soldiers and generals are hiding in the clouds.

The Great Sage Qitian, who was drinking in the banquet, immediately threw his cup and carried his iron rod to the front of the formation to confront him.

Morris and the others stood up in a daze, gearing up one by one, filled with righteous indignation, and stood behind the Monkey King to build momentum.

What is going on? Who are those people?

"My god is Erlang Zhenjun. I have stolen the Golden Elixir Immortal Wine for you. I have entrusted you with the decree of the Immortal Law and commanded the divine soldiers to capture you!"

Erlang Zhenjun? Who is this again? Is there going to be a fight?

The scene in front of me was like a revolving lantern. The Great Sage Qitian and True Monarch Erlang were fighting together. The Seven Sages of Meishan under True Monarch Erlang faced off against the Great Sage Tongtian and Sanlang Sanlang, leading the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals.

The giant spirit god also rushed into the queue in Huaguo Mountain like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, shouting to fight and kill.

Morris and others were dragged into the battle. They felt that the soldiers in front of them were all powerful and powerful. The swords in their hands were flashing with cold light, and they were moving around in ways they couldn't understand. There were also some faces.

The expressionless soldier is like a body made of iron. No matter how hard he hits, he can't hurt the opponent at all, but the shock makes his own hand hurt.

The sound of charging and the sound of war drums were heart-stopping. Morris and others were unconsciously affected by this breathtaking rhythm. They were surprised and felt a little relaxed. They didn't need to think by themselves, they didn't need to figure it out, they just needed to respond to the enemy according to that rhythm.

, it’s like there are countless invisible thin threads pulling you, just leave everything to the hand holding the thread.

The relaxation they feel not only comes from the laziness in action, but also from the determination of the result.

It seems that there is a certain destiny. They all know that the Monkey King Erlang cannot be defeated, and they cannot defeat the heavenly soldiers and generals. This is a predetermined ending, which has been written long ago and has been performed countless times.

Over and over again, never changing or changing.

When was this ending written? It seems to have been earlier, in a play earlier than the current point in time:

——"The fairies and ghosts in Huaguo Mountain are cutting the grass and roots one by one!"

——"Catch the evil demon's killing ring, and all the mountain spirits and monsters will return!"

——"Suppress the demon Ning Universe, and the class teacher deserves credit for the victory!"

Yes, this is all doomed, they will be completely defeated, and the other party will be victorious. In this case, what is the use of thinking too much and resisting too much?

Morris, who was not good at martial arts and had never fought with life and death, quickly gave up resistance. The swordsman who was entangled with him immediately noticed something strange and felt happy. He stopped playing with fancy sword moves and used the sharp sword.

It hit the ground and pierced Morris's heart and penetrated his chest.

Morris's eyes cleared for a moment at the last moment. Not knowing how to warn him, he just opened his mouth, and the bloody sword edge cut his throat, turning the roar into a series of sprays of blood.

's moans.

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"Sister Dance, everyone can't hold it anymore."

A "Feng Yacun" player wearing a short game in Tsing Yi approached Shao Wu and said with worry.

"Forget it if you can't hold it back, it's already much better than we expected." Shao Wu smiled nonchalantly and leaned against the wall to watch the show.

True to its name, I'm watching a show.

The word "acting" in Yuxigong is to enter the play, "act" until you believe it, and "act" until others believe it. The highest state is to create an effect similar to an illusion.

The people in the play have no control over their fate. The play tells you to live, and the play tells you to die.

More than a hundred people acted in a play, and all the NPCs from the Holy Temple Academy were involved in the play. Those with weaker mental strength directly followed the cause and effect in the play, and were slaughtered by the heavenly soldiers and generals.

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Thanks to the fact that these are NPCs, if players are mixed into them, the effect of confusing the spirit will be greatly reduced.

"I didn't expect that the other vice-principal would be more difficult to deal with than the young one. He's such a good old man~" the green-clad bunt player glanced at one place and sighed.

Shao Wu followed his gaze and looked at the old man who used his staff to smash the arm of a puppet, and laughed: "It seems that the old guy is quite angry."

This old man was pulled into the play, occupying the role of the "evil demon". Faced with the encirclement and suppression of the heavenly soldiers and generals, he still refused to surrender. He had a bit of a broken attitude, which shows that his personal character is that he does not want to be easily

Those who admit defeat also have a hidden intention to challenge authority.

Thinking about the old man's background and identity, Shao Wu understood clearly: "This person was sent by the Holy Church to restrain Dean Agate. He has a big agenda."

"Sister Wu, the soft-footed shrimp that can be affected by the drama is almost dead. If you drag it on any longer, you won't be able to suppress it."

The characters in the game not only limit the cognitive positioning of NPCs, but also have an impact on the players brought by Shao Wu. For example, those players in the "Monkey King" camp cannot take action against NPCs, while "Qi Tian Da Sheng"

"Heavenly Sage" and

"Er Lang Shen" and other famous immortal characters cannot kill each other, because the final outcome is "Er Lang Shen locks the Monkey King", which means capture, not slaughter. If it continues, there may be variables.

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Shao Wu quickly counted the number of people on both sides. Our players had almost no casualties, but they had lost dozens of puppets, which could not be replaced for a while, which would have an impact on the combat effectiveness of some "Puppet" Yuxi Palace players.

Less than half of the nearly two hundred enemy NPCs who originally entered the trap were killed, and half of the remaining NPCs were injured. Several robed mages were struggling with their eyes, almost seeing through the illusion.

"Get ready," Shao Wu raised his hand, and the short game player in Tsing Yi next to him raised his gong hammer, "make a show, kill!"

There was another sharp and piercing sound of the gong. The Yunji Sword Sect and Mo Xia players mixed in the crowd all drew out their swords. The blood mist splashing in the air was like a blooming signal bomb. "Monkey King" and "Erlang Zhen"

"Jun" missed a step, and the three-pointed two-edged sword and the golden iron rod sparked a burst of sparks. The two people who were fighting just now stood back to back. The sword's light was like lightning, and the stick's shadow was like thunder, sweeping away the enemy in front of them.

On the ground.

The puppets who were struggling together rushed towards the NPCs who fell to the ground. With a twist of their wrists, the short sword inside was revealed, and the sword was raised and lowered, and the heart of an enemy was cut off.

The people in Shaowu were mentally prepared and could get out as soon as the "drama" signal came. Unfortunately, the NPCs involved in the drama were unable to react in time. Yunji Jianzong and Mo Xia were clear-minded from beginning to end.

The players had a tacit understanding to deal with the injured NPCs, plus those who were injured after being attacked by the "Feng Ya Cun" player. It seems that the strength of the enemy and ourselves is already very different.

Just when the "Feng Yacun" player was relieved and ready to welcome the victory, the biting cold wind passed through the corridor, and countless tiny ice needles rushed towards the loosely standing Chinese players. A warm white light flashed through, and the injured

The NPC immediately recovered its health and quickly moved to one side to join the old man in white robe.

Shao Wu sighed slightly, walked out of the corner where he was hiding, and gathered around the team.

She had already thought that after this great drama, after all the weak-willed, weak and inexperienced enemies were wiped out, the ones who survived would definitely be some tough ones with outstanding combat power and perseverance.

The white-robed old man from the Holy Church was surrounded in the center. The holy mages stood in a circle facing the outside, and the melee profession was on the outside. This is the most common position, but in this narrow corridor, it is also the most troublesome.

's position.

Because Shaowu's men and horses were all squeezed to the same side, the space was narrow and they couldn't get around either up, down, left or right. The area that both sides could come into contact with was not very large. The casualties on both sides in a short period of time were limited, and more people were

If they are crowded together and cannot reach the front, if those NPCs retreat while fighting and break out from behind, there will be a gap in this trap.

It's best not to let these people out and let Shi Sui deal with it. This thought flashed through Shao Wu's mind.

Otherwise, you will lose to him and it will bring more trouble.

Shao Wu raised the red brush in his hand and said sternly: "Kill regardless of life or death!"

The player still pretending to be the "Monkey King" responded to the call, jumped up and rolled on the ground, breaking through the NPC's first layer of defense. Long swords, staffs, ice knives and wooden vines were thrown at them randomly.

On the ground, taking advantage of the moment when these NPCs lowered their heads to look for someone, the players of the Yunji Sword Sect also stepped out of their respective God Advent star positions, as if the melee enemies in the outer circle did not exist, and rushed towards the inner level with all their might.

Close combat is easy, but the long-range and range magic of the Holy Mage is the most troublesome.

Thinking of the possible severe situation here, Shao Wu and Shi Sui tacitly transferred all the "Dongshen Zhenwu Realm" players from the Yunji Sword Sect in, leaving only San Chi Shui, who was Shi Sui's bodyguard, outside.

As soon as the shining shadow of the god appeared, figures holding swords stepped on the walls on both sides and rushed towards the NPC at the same time. The Mo Xia players on the left and right seemed to have negotiated in advance, and the sword lights on the left and the right were crisscrossed.

, the dark shadow of the blade drew a huge bloody cross on the NPC team, and the earth and rocks on the wall affected by the attack flew everywhere, as if there was a heavy rain of sand and gravel.

Confusion broke out in the crowd on both sides at the same time.

The fire holy mage among the NPCs commanded the fire dragon to rush to the other end of the corridor, knocking out scorched black masses on the wall. The sharp wind blades flew around, cutting into pieces of enemies and walls. The calm earth holy mage

The mage pressed the ground with his palm, turning the land where the enemy stood into a small muddy swamp.

There were also a few nimble-minded NPCs who ran to the end of the corridor and pushed the closed wooden door hard.

Shao Wu's heart tightened, and he let out a breath after seeing those people returning without success.

Now is not the best time.

Now in this situation, she no longer needs to take any command, she just needs to do her best to kill and destroy.

Die together, this is Shao Wu's mission goal today.

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"Junior brother, why are you so diligent today?"

Tang Qingli sat on a roadside bench, tilting his head to look at the silent building, and then at Su Ze, who was holding a paintbrush with a solemn expression.

"He who can do the hard work," Su Ze's voice was crisp, "Sister Wu, the decoration here was originally very hasty. Whether it was the wallpapers disguised as normal corridor walls or the second wall outside, I didn't paint it at that time.

It’s so perfect.”

The wallpapers were drawn one by one and then put together. First, the Mingtang players secretly set up a blindfold at the door to confuse the vision, and then there was the light difference between the inside and outside of the door, and a little bit of luck.

was immediately exposed.

The second wall outside is an ordinary imitation, except that it imitates the sections of wall tiles in Beitai City that depict formation patterns, adding a layer of theoretically solid defense.

Su Ze knew that there were big holes in this layer of defense, so he sneaked here after solving the problem in the library and made a few repairs in a perfectionist style.

Tang Qingli choked and said helplessly: "I just realized that you have obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Not too perfect? ​​What is this criterion?

Besides——

"Don't you think it's those people who are squeezing your labor force? Today's plan to demolish the school is all thanks to you."

Su Ze touched his nose: "I just realized that my paintings can be of such great use. When I think about it, we at Shanse Painting Hall are also invincible."

Tang Qingli shook the compass in his hand expressionlessly: "A person with good kidneys is truly invincible."

If it weren't for his portable power bank, Su Ze's paintings would be useless no matter how incredible they are, because he simply wouldn't be able to draw so many things.

Su Ze made a face at him and raised his head to look at the second floor of the building.

"What did you find?" Tang Qingli looked up lazily.

"Sister Wu actually said at the time that it would be okay if the outside was not strong enough. The more intense they fought inside, the safer it would be."

"Huh?" When did Shao Wu say this? Tang Qingli didn't know at all.

"The more intense the fight, the greater the possibility that the first floor will collapse, and the higher the degree of completion of their trap." Su Ze murmured.

Tang Qingli withdrew his gaze and remained speechless.

What Shao Wu meant was to directly collapse the first floor and let the NPCs and players squeezed inside die together. Then her and Shi Sui's original intention of setting up this trap would be achieved.

Demolishing the school is not enough to demolish the teaching buildings and drive away the students. To completely destroy the foundation of a college is to kill all the teachers, not to mention that they also burned down the library.

After today, the Temple Academy will no longer exist in the game world.

Tang Qingli looked at Su Ze, who looked confused, and reminded: "It seems that Sui and Shaowu should have known about the flaws of this layer of defense, so they didn't remind you to come over and make up for it afterwards."

Therefore, everyone was ready to die together, but my junior brother came and intervened, which might have ruined their plans.

After that, Tang Qingli stood up, walked to Su Ze, knocked on the door in front of him, turned around and said, "Shall we go?"

Su Ze did not answer, but walked around the building, scribbling on the edges of several doors and windows, and then smiled brightly at Tang Qingli:

"Call it done, we can leave here now."

The two of them looked back at the same time with feelings, and happened to see the heavy rain summoned by Shuyi Molong. Amidst the lightning and thunder, Tang Qingli looked far away to the north:

"Next, there's the Pope's Chamber."

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Note: The text of the play is quoted from the first, second and third chapters of the Ming Dynasty drama "Er Lang Shen Suo Qitian Monkey King".