I Am the God of Games

There is nothing to say about the battle between the players and those barren mountain thieves, it is nothing more than a long-range professional salvo.

Even if they were able to put up their mana shields in time, those mages who did not die under the saturated blows of the players would be stabbed behind by the players who had been transferred to Shadow Blades secretly.

Of course, the players are not completely harmed. One unlucky guy stabbed the ASS of the chocobo that the mage was riding because he couldn't contain his curiosity when he cast the backstab, and he was furious. Chocobo kicked half to death after kicking...

After all, in terms of leg strength, these monsters that look like cute moa are much stronger than the horses of the earth.

The saddest thing is that after the guy was kicked, he was still laughing while covering his chest: "Fuck, so farts aren't really important."

The other players also laughed when they saw this.

"Hahaha, you only know about the sand sculpture now." "I knew it a long time ago." "But the egg explosion seems to be a critical attack, and it will cause red-letter damage." "Fuck, what did you do in front of you... "Why are you all so skilled?"

The wild dance of the group of demons even made the mage who escaped the catastrophe and wanted to chase and kill the seriously injured player even persuaded. Thinking that this group of lunatics had something to kill, they hurriedly rode the limping Chocobo and planned to escape.

As a result, it was naturally swarmed to death by other players with displacement skills.

After the battle, Tang Rui and Jem, who were holding their breath, finally relaxed and slumped on the ground.

When players are in combat, because of the help of skill rules, even if they are seriously injured and their hands and feet are broken, as long as there is a little blood and skin left, they can still fight as if they are intact, but this situation is a mental overdraft. Quite large, and naturally there is a burning emptiness after being out of combat.

"Huh, thanks to Mr. Edward and the others for arriving in time this time, otherwise they would have to wait three days to be resurrected." Jem drank the life potion in one gulp, and his whole body was agitated under the stimulation of carbon dioxide and sugar, and his spirit finally lifted a little. .

"But is this really okay?" Tang Rui's voice sounded dazed, like a dream babble when he was about to fall asleep.

"What?" Jem didn't respond for a moment.

"Didn't you say in your post before that after the quest is completed, the things in the village will be moved by other players?"

"…………what."

After being reminded by Tang Rui, Jem remembered it, and he seemed to have said so in the post.

But the villagers had already left at that time, and they took the things that fell in the village. It was a big deal to throw the pot on the barren mountain thief, but the problem is that now the villagers have not only returned, but have even helped a little bit. I still feel a little sorry for robbing them again...

"Yo, are you all okay?" Edward didn't go to fight (pick up) sweep (drop) battle (drop) field (object) with other players, but first had a fight with Tang Rui and Jem, who were the discoverers of the event. call.

He glanced at the Coke bottle on the ground with a clear expression: "It seems that you shouldn't be worried."

"Mr. Edward, thank you for coming to help." Although the Church of the God of Games has no rules such as seniority or respect for the strong, the respect for the earliest players and church pioneers still makes Jem very solemn. Thanks to Edward.

"You don't need to thank you, just catch up. Remember to call me if you have this kind of task in the future." Edward waved his hand: "And the magician enemies here are better than the guy who attacked the frogman village before, so it doesn't cost that much. time……"

"It's normal to catch up, but we spent a lot of money to borrow his team from the super stingy Uncle Magnet.

The dog on the side scratched his head: "And when we were rushing over, we broke the sled's skateboard because of the continuous use of Elegance. I hope Uncle Manie doesn't mind at that time. "

"Is that how you cheat on the uncle..." Jessica sighed while holding her forehead: "He's already miserable."

"It doesn't matter as long as you give the uncle a little of the proceeds from this trip." Qiao said excitedly: "By the way, did you mention in your post that this village can be moved casually?"

When Joe brought it up, Jem turned pale.

He racked his brains to figure out how to deal with the situation.

Edward and the others didn't notice that Jem's expression was still chatting. It's better to say that even if he noticed, he wouldn't care. They probably just thought he had just experienced a big battle and still hasn't recovered.

Jessica: "Speaking of which, Uncle Magnet didn't come?"

Dog Dan: "When I borrowed a car from him in Greyfjord, he was being dragged to the bottom of the sea by a cannibal rock."

Joe: "And are you watching from the side?"

Goudan: "I want to save, but the problem is that I can't swim, and the bow and arrow can't shoot that place. And after I said a number, he gave me a thumbs up with a satisfied expression, Covered with tentacles, it slowly sank to the bottom of the sea."

Edward: "..."

Jem, who was beside him, could not help but mourned for Mane.

At this time, the villagers also began to gather, but the crazy performance and powerful combat power of the players just now made them a little scared and did not dare to get too close.

It's bound to happen like this.

It's not that Jem can't trust the integrity of the players. After all, the players today are also poor people. They have a certain kind of goodwill towards the poor. Compared with the villagers, the life of the players is still rich. You If you want to seriously put the villagers' belongings in front of the players, they probably don't bother to take them.

But the problem is that it is the habit of players to get rewards after completing tasks. Even if you get spicy chicken, it is better than nothing.

In addition, there is no tacit understanding between the players and the villagers now. If any player stinks (this is very likely to happen), the villagers think that they are also here to rob, and that battle is inevitable. , after all, the blood that the villagers finally woke up didn't cool down so easily, and the players didn't seem to be enjoying themselves.

If the two sides fight, the villagers who are too picky will definitely be wiped out by the players.

If this village was slaughtered because of one of his own gaffes, Jem would have a bad conscience for the rest of his life.

At this time, his eyes inadvertently swept across a dying chocobo, and suddenly a light flashed in his mind.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Edward, what did you think of those chocobos?" Jem asked.

"How about what?" Edward couldn't turn his head.

"I mean, how would you feel if you could get a batch of tamed chocobos?" Jem began to bewitched again.

"Chocobo..." When he thought of the convenience of having a mount, and the situation just now that he was only level 8, but could kick a transfer player seriously with one kick, Edward couldn't help showing a heart-warming look.