Game of Gods

after an hour.

Whoosh, whoosh, several figures landed on the land where Yuan Chenfei and the others had fought before.

The leader is a male elf, with a gorgeous longbow on his back, engraved with sun and flower patterns.

At his feet, there was a black cheetah crouching, and on his shoulder was a peregrine falcon flashing with lightning.

Standing on this piece of land ravaged by war, the male elf looked around, reached out and grabbed a handful of land, and sniffed lightly: "The battle happened an hour ago, and the power of ice has not completely subsided. I have used fire and meteor, But the flame breath has been completely eliminated, and he is an elemental mage who mainly focuses on wind and ice."

He took a few steps forward and stood in an open space: "There was a tree demon here, and there was a magic deer. The other pets are unknown."

He went in another direction: "The enemy is restricted by sandstorms and ice wind swamps, and then killed one by one. From the perspective of range, the combined level of earthquake and earth elements is level 11, and the priority is to strengthen the earthquake... The opponent is against the elements. The mage is very skilled in using it."

A female elf next to him immediately said: "This is a mimicry competition, everyone is a novice."

"The people who came this time are all descendants of the gods, so they are naturally extraordinary."

"Captain Canaan, who do you think won?" Another female elf asked.

The male elf looked back at her, and the female elf lowered her head.

Then the male elf said slowly: "Don't have illusions. If Abro and the others won, it is impossible not to report."

He said to the black panther under his feet: "Go and find their bodies."

The black panther walked out with a low growl.

It lingered nearby for a while, and when it came under a tree, it groaned to Canaan.

"Open it." Canaan said.

A female elf had already stepped forward and raised her hand towards the land in front of her. A large swath of mud and rocks flew up, and soon the bodies of three daywalkers appeared.

This is also an elemental mage impressively.

Looking at the corpse of their companion, several elves showed expressions of grief and anger at the same time.

Canaan remained indifferent: "Check the corpse and see what's missing!"

The two male elves went up and replied after a while: "Gongyuan's tattoo was cut off, Quill's pendant is gone, and Abuluo..."

Canaan said: "The blessing medal is gone?"

The two male elves bowed their heads at the same time.

"Where's the map?"

The two male elves shook their heads at the same time.

Canaan turned around and looked into the distance.

After a while, he said, "At least, they didn't die in vain."

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A corner of the Forest of Tranquility.

The Professional Union once again stopped their footsteps to rest here.

Xia Ning was resting against the tree, and she refused those annoying people who came to tease her.

Suddenly Chu Liu came over and gave her a wink.

Xia Ning was startled: "He's here?"

Sixth day nods.

Xia Ning smiled: "It's really convenient to have you."

He stood up and walked out.

"Hey, beauty, where are you going?" someone asked.

"It's convenient to go, do you want to follow?" Xia Ning said angrily.

"I think so, but I'm afraid you won't give it."

There was a whistle in the crowd.

With laughter, Xia Ning walked out of the team, came to a quiet space, Xia Ning said: "Come out."

Yuan Chenfei and Li Zhanjun appeared in front of them.

"How's your day?" Xia Ning asked.

"Fighted with three daywalkers and almost died." Yuan Chenfei replied: "It seems that they came straight to us, and those elves have been staring at us."

"Does this mean that there are fewer elves than us?" Xia Ning asked.

"It should be like this. So they are waiting for us to break away from the team and then kill them one by one. By the way, how about you?"

Xia Ning replied: "A few more left. The efficiency of the alliance's operations is low. Many people can't hold back and want to act in a small team. Now the alliance is falling apart, and it is estimated that it will be disbanded in a day at most."

Yuan Chenfei immediately said: "We can't let them go, those elves are waiting for this."

Xia Ning shook her head: "There is no equipment for combat jobs, no materials for alchemists, no pets for summoners, everyone is short of things. One operation can only get a little stuff, which is not enough to distribute, and the professionals who can't get benefits are all dissatisfied .No one can stop them from leaving, not even if I take off my clothes and go up to seduce."

Li Zhanjun couldn't help asking, "Have you tried it?"

Xia Ning replied: "Get out!"

Yuan Chenfei took out the parchment: "Use this."

Taking the parchment, Xia Ning's eyes narrowed slightly: "This is..."

"The map of Tranquil Forest, look here, there are four elves strongholds, and the number of elves stationed is also marked on them. Each of them happens to be a small team, fifteen, and a total of sixty elves."

"Where did you get it?"

"The daywalker who was killed by us."

"The marking is too clear, even the number of people, be careful is a trap."

"It is indeed possible. But these strongholds must be real, and only such targets can allow everyone to act together... To keep the alliance from disbanding, a suitable attack target is very important, even if it is a trap." Yuan Chenfei replied .

"Anyway, it's not you who will step in, right?" Xia Ning asked.

Yuan Chenfei spread his hands: "It's not my fault, it's because they can't tolerate me."

"So what's your plan?"

"The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows, what do you think?"

Xia Ning's eyes lit up: "I knew you had bad ideas."

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Watching Xia Ning leave, Catherine came to Hammer and James Brown: "I'm sure that bitch is going to see Yuan Chenfei."

"How do you know?" Hammer was surprised.

"A woman's intuition."

"I thought it was your divine ability, at least that's more reliable." The American boxer Field next to him joked. He was originally a monk, but this time the mimicry game became a demon warlock--the demon warlock has always been the mainstream of the mimicry game.

"So what? I don't think it's a good thing to hunt and kill one of my own people at this time. I always hope that we humans can unite. Our enemy is not humans themselves, but alien races!" Hammer replied seriously.

"It's interesting. I'm not used to hearing a German say that." James Brown poked Hammer's pain point as soon as he opened his mouth.

Hammer looked at James Brown angrily: "James, provoking ethnic hatred is not conducive to the unity of the human race. This is not the past era..."

James Brown interrupted him: "You are mistaken, Mr. Hammer, I do not hate you, I have not experienced those wars, and the hatred of the country has nothing to do with me."

"Then you say this..."

"I just don't care." James Brown replied: "Maybe you don't understand. Yes, unity is the magic weapon of survival, but it is not the road to greatness."

Hammer yelled angrily: "The lone wolf is destined not to survive!"

James replied sullenly: "But only a lone wolf can be strong."

"Then why are you still in the team?"

James smiled.

He leaned against the tree, squinting his eyes.

After a while, he said, "How can you be sure that I'm here?"

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The east side of the Forest of Tranquility.

brush!

A beam of knife light pierced a daywalker's neck with incomparable precision, nailing him to a tree.

The daywalker was still struggling, but no matter how he acted, he couldn't get rid of it. The black water waves bound him, making it difficult for him to get rid of.

There was a person standing in front of him, it was James Brown's face.

He's smiling, while the daywalker is terrified.

The horror is not because of death, but because of what the other person is doing.

He took the dagger, stabbed lightly into the daywalker's body, and began to cut carefully.

He is skinning him.

While peeling, he also said, "Do you know why I chose a killer? Because this profession is best at skinning."

"I used to use an ax before, but an ax is a weapon suitable for chopping people into piles of flesh, but not suitable for delicate human body processing. This may be why I have only won eleven bloody combat championships."

"Roughness and violence can certainly have spectacular and colorful colors, but sometimes they lack some artistic flavor."

"You know? Many of the gods prefer graceful, poetic deaths."

"They like to turn every creature into a sculpture, a portrait, or something else. There are always some gods who are willing to pay for this and give high marks."

"The one who has done the best in this area is a Chinese man named Qin Wei. In the bloody arena, he can always turn killing into an art... He snatched two MVPs from me .I hate this guy...Of course I also hate Field, Catherine, Ichiro Ozawa...I hate everyone who competes with me for MVP."

"But now I'm gradually understanding the game, and I'm beginning to understand that sometimes the championship is not so important. You see, this time, all of our skills outside the system can't be brought in... They are completely meaningless."

"Only the power of the gods, the power of thought and touch, is meaningful!"

"Yes, I know what this race means."

"The gods are discovering us, promoting us, and telling us what the right path is."

"Hey, don't struggle, it will destroy your skin. I promise, I will keep your skin perfectly. They will become the most perfect collection!"

"Well……"

The daywalker groaned dying.

James looked at him, smiling.

He leaned into Sunwalker's ear: "You know? I heard that some gods like to collect this kind of collection. Although your level is too low and your strength is too weak, you may not be qualified to be a high-end collection of gods, but... as long as you can enter the gods Eyes are a good thing, right?"

He stroked Sunwalker's face with his hand and said, "I guess you did this kind of thing when you participated in the game of the gods. So... don't hate, just enjoy it with peace of mind."

brush!

The dagger had already cut off the entire face of the Sunwalker, forming a complete human skin.

Holding the human skin, James took a deep breath and fell into incomparable intoxication.

Then he heard the voice he had been waiting for.