Elf Archer of Life in Another World

One is east and the other is thousands of miles apart, and there is such a thing as time difference in the real world. Nick and others will naturally not bother to do things like matching watches and time when they are not sure about the degree of restoration.

So, how to ensure that two trees in two places are destroyed at the same time as much as possible?

It's very simple. Nick laughed at everyone who was frowning and spit out a solution.

Wouldn’t it be great if we contacted each other offline?

Although the convenient operation of switching between two worlds in the blink of an eye is no longer available, the transition effect added later only takes a second or two. Kraft's side went offline after completion, and the notification was originally

The twins who live in the Internet, the twins come online again to report. The interval between the twins is only five or six seconds at most.

This is indeed the most reliable solution and the one that best guarantees synchronization rate.

Dion adjusted the concentration of the poisonous mist, that is, the damage effect, when the twins first heard the news. He, Nick and Sara are at similar levels, and their resistance to the same toxin should be basically the same.

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Dion, who had excellent control, quickly caused the health of the three of them to drop to a dangerous level.

How dangerous is it?

The kind of danger that can be ended with a fatal wound.

As soon as the twins spoke, York, John and Qi Youfeng each charged up their strength. When the twins finished speaking, the three of them had already completed the kill.

York's giant hammer hit Dion's head, John's dark rapier pierced Sarah's heart, and Qi Youfeng's double knives also split open Nick's entire chest.

The moment the three white lights dissipated, a creaking sound came from the trunk of the giant tree that reached the sky. The three-eyed spring pool surrounded by tree roots evaporated and dried up in an instant. The roots everywhere withered in the blink of an eye and turned into brown debris on the ground.

crumbs.

The sky held up by the tall tree crowns let out a silent scream as if it was shattered. Countless branches and leaves fell one after another, turning into streaks of green light before they even touched the ground.

The half-withered and half-prosperous tree of life and death was split from it. The withered half of the trunk continued to swallow inward, and finally turned into a mass of black turbidity. The lush half of the trunk shattered into a vast white silk rain.

, fell to the ground and turned into endless green grass.

It was so quiet that it seemed as if it had been undergoing changes from ancient times to the present. The soft sound of falling to the ground was particularly harsh.

Alexander, who was slightly startled, followed the sound and saw only two broken wooden branches lying in the grass. The breeze blew by and the grass blades danced wildly. After a while, the wind stopped and the wooden branches disappeared, leaving only a cluster of green leaves.

Swinging weeds.

He knew that it was the final exit of Dion's staff, "Yectrasil".

The three Yorks turned around and looked at Simil, who was standing not far away with his mouth half open, and laughed in unison.

The laughter gradually grew louder, and gradually floated into the blue sky, stopping the moving clouds and scattering the bright sun.

The sky has revealed its base color, and countless shimmering thin lines of longitude and latitude are arranged on the light gray background cloth. The sun is a two-dimensional circle, the flowing clouds are a series of changing numbers, and the clear sky is a row.

The scale parameter is written in the corner.

When the final darkness fell, Qi Youfeng looked at Simil, clasped his fists and bowed:

"Please."

...

The reason why we need to try our best to ensure that all actions are completed within this period of time this afternoon, and also try to ensure that the two trees of life and death in the east and west are destroyed at the same time, is because we are worried that this movement in the game world will alarm the outside world.

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I sat up from the game room at this time, and was still dazed for a while. I always felt that such an earth-shaking torment was a little too smooth, and it was incredibly smooth.

The NPCs in the game are also uncontrollable, so you have to pick the time when the elf leader and the former pope will temporarily focus their attention elsewhere, so you need to move Dean Agate away.

Assuming that Agate may have mastered some magical means of high-speed movement, the containment on the part of the Temple Academy will most likely not consume too much of Agate's time.

Therefore, the amount of time left for Simiel, the Christmas Clown Mercenary Group, and others who want to destroy the Pope's Hall and find something to plant a tree before destroying the Tree of Life and Death is extremely demanding, not to mention that they also have to ensure that they are separated from the mountain.

Action synchronization rate in the Qinling Mountains on the other side of the sea.

There are many nodes where unexpected situations can occur in every link, and any accident may cause all previous efforts to be wasted.

Generally speaking, in a complete plan, unexpected situations and failures are events with a small probability. However, Shi Sui knew that in their scrawled plan today, the successful outcome was that small probability.

But it just so happened that it went on smoothly.

At this time, he recalled the changes he had seen before he was kicked offline by the game system. At the moment when time stood still, Agate's arm turned into a strange blue python, and its vicious fangs were already reflected on him.

On his retina, even at this moment after returning to reality, he still felt the palpitations of his life hanging by a thread.

He went to wash his face and adjusted the water temperature specially. The cold water aroused a physiological shiver, and then he noticed the half-circle of the rising sun climbing up to the corner of the window.

Not long ago, Nick lazily spread his hands and said, it would be better to leave everything to fate.

Now it seems that this is a quiet reminder of fate.

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After being locked up in a small cell, he once again received visitors every year.

He couldn't sense time, but Niannian knew that it shouldn't have been too long since the last time he and Albert broke up on bad terms, because he wouldn't let himself stay here for too long.

Nian Nian thinks that someone should have helped delay the time, which also means that others have started to take action.

So--

"Is something wrong?"

Nian Nian opened his frozen lips, stretched out his tongue and licked the thin ice covering them.

"Something's wrong."

Albert answered perfunctorily, and looked at Nian Nian intently. After a long time, he closed his eyes slightly, supported his forehead with his palms, and pressed his temples on both sides with his fingers.

"Simir wants to save you, he is very determined."

Nian Nian blinked: "Ah, are you jealous?"

Albert rolled his eyes at her: "I don't want to joke with you."

"Hey," the curve of the corner of Niannian's mouth became even wider, and the two thin pieces of ice broke apart, "Then do you want to stop him?"

Albert lowered his head and did not answer.

Nian Nian also stopped laughing, calmly stared at his tightly closed eyelids that were violently moving, and began to count silently.

Those who are taking action should not ignore the observation and interference from the outside world. The possible response time left to the outside world will not be too much, and Albert's visit will not be very long.

Speaking of which, before such a race against time, since Albert was in the mood to spend time visiting her, why didn't he think of stopping Simil? Could it be that...

When he counted to twenty, Albert's whole body swayed very obviously, and he suddenly turned his head to look somewhere down the side in disbelief, and then suddenly turned back to stare at Nian Nian, with shrinking eyes in his wide eyes.

Pupils to the extreme.

"How is it possible? How could Simir want to attack that??"

Nian Nian ignored his unexplained questioning and continued counting.

One, two, three, four, five——

There was an indescribable change in the whole world, as if someone had pressed the pause button. The ice that trapped him and the walls of the cell were quickly restored to data. Albert only had time to angrily shout to her.

He reached out to grab it, his trembling lips silently revealing his resentment.

The visitor's window was forcibly closed, and the external path that had been stuck was completely blocked. However, every year found that it still retained its influence on the data world.

Does this count as completely cutting off the game world from the real world?

What did Simil do? How? Why did he do this to himself?

With a question mark on his head, Niannian floated on the spot and began to think - all directions in the world were restoring data at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, and Niannian could not even notice the existence of gravity.

Massive amounts of information flowed through the rocks of her mind, and she "saw" the collapse of the world.

At the same time, she also saw the only "person" who was not overturned by the waves.

Allowing the force that pushed the world to collapse to sweep past him, every time he thought about it, he caught another consciousness that was wandering around as if looking for something.

The two consciousnesses faced each other quietly, thought for a while, reconstructed their bodies, randomly put on a white robe, and placed a figure sitting back in this space with no orientation and no matter.

posture.

Simil, whose shape was easily pinched out by Nian Nian, sat opposite her, raised his hand and touched his face, secretly glad that he had not been pinched out with three eyes and two mouths.

"If you're not satisfied, you can modify it yourself." Nian Nian said, holding her chin.

"I don't reserve too much authority for myself beyond what is necessary." Simil smiled and replied.

Nian Nian was a little surprised: "Then you still dare to play such a big role?"

Without verbal communication, she already knew what Simil, Nick and others had done, and she also knew what Simil had given up.

Albert...when he calms down, he probably won't hate her anymore.

Simil's approach was tantamount to denying the previous hard work of the two of them. However, the two parties involved, Niannian and Simil, ruined the hard-earned results together, as long as Albert still had the most basic skills left.

If you are rational, you must reflect first. Of course, in other words, before the data world opens again, Albert has no other means except thinking.

"What's next?"

What she just said was not a question that needed to be answered, so she went directly to the next topic.

Simil lowered his head slightly and was silent. His arrogant face when he first met him now looked a little confused.

"You're not going to just stay here with me, are you?" Nian Nian reluctantly pushed the topic forward.

Simil subconsciously wanted to nod, but after he reacted, he quietly raised his head and glanced at her. He met her unwavering eyes, calmed down his thoughts, and sighed:

"Do you want to keep this world closed forever?"

"No. Of course, if someone else can accompany me, I wouldn't mind decorating this place into an ideal residence and staying here for ten days and a half."

Every year, the vast blank space around the two of them is swept away. Wherever the eyes fall, green grass spreads, towering trees rise from the ground, lantern-like tree houses hang on the treetops, and waterfalls fall from the starry sky.

The gauze-like purple aurora flutters in the treetops.

The entire game world is undergoing a fundamental data restoration. Other instructions and rules no longer exist. Nian Nian, who is trapped here, has become the administrator with the highest authority. With just one thought, her body can be destroyed.

The entire environment was reshaped several times.

Simil looked up at the only tree house with lights on, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

In this story, he appears too early and too late.

As if they sensed Simil's dejection, heavy snowflakes fell, and a moment later a thick layer accumulated around their legs. The heavy snow pressed on the branches and the tree house, as if it was about to tear them down at any time.

To the earth.

Simil came back to his senses, looked at Nian Nian who was lost in thought, and guessed her state of mind at this time.

"Have you ever regretted it?" Simil asked.

——Because he regretted it very early on, in the occasional absent-minded nostalgia, and in the constant doubts and hesitations.

"Never." Niannian responded without thinking.

——This is the moment composed of her choices along the way. When the time and changes in the outside world fall into stillness and blankness, she must admit that the direction of her heart is straight and indomitable from beginning to end, so that she can deeply realize

"Being alive" is a process that is refreshing and exciting.

"I'm not as good as you." Simil smiled bitterly.

Nian Nian looked at him carefully and said thoughtfully, "Actually, you are more alive than ever before."

Simil was originally a human, but ended up wanting to come here to be a god. In the end, he was more suitable and should be a human being.

"That's good, I finally got something." Simil smiled happily and lay back, putting his hands behind his head, as if he would leave everything to Nian Nian.

Nian Nian raised his head slightly and looked at the small tree house with warm lights in the heavy snow. He also saw the familiar figures walking around in the tree house. For a long time, he let out a long sigh.

Simil tilted his head to look at her and asked with his eyes.

"I have really reflected on it." Nian Nian seemed to be answering him, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

"But it's really difficult to correct it."

"Correct what?" Simil couldn't help but asked aloud.

"Well...how do I put it?" Nian Nian was a little embarrassed. She always felt that it was embarrassing to speak too bluntly. "Is it that I need to love myself more in the future?"

"Love yourself?"

Although Simil is a bit slow in the world of people, he is not a fool. He has been reminded to this extent. Coupled with the series of actions and results in the previous years, after a simple analysis, he understood what she meant.

Simil suddenly thought of a very clever idea.

The hands behind his head clenched into fists. He carefully considered his words for a while before pretending to speak casually:

"Isn't it difficult? Your desire to live is so strong, how could you not love yourself?"

After exchanging memories, it was basically a candid meeting. It was not surprising that Nian Nian would have such an evaluation of himself.

"These seem to be two different things," Nian Nian couldn't say clearly, "I like this world that allows me to survive and continue to live, but... I actually also think that my experiences in this life are very interesting.

All the people I met were also very nice.”

"But I don't quite know what is worthy about me?" Simil relaxed a little. Since Nian Nian also has this mentality, he doesn't have too many worries.

"Ah...that's pretty much what it means." Nian Nian scratched his head and raised his chin.

Simil turned his head away, no longer looking at her, but his tone was serious:

"So...how about letting yourself be the world?"