My players are so fierce

Chapter 1273 1271. Anniversary Celebration·The resentment in the Sea of ​​Death is rising

The Evil Beast Fortress, the base of the Murloc Clan in the Gray Trench, is also the headquarters of the Murloc Clan.

Because it is located in the Great Reef Province, the architectural style here is almost the same as that of the Great Reef Dragon Palace, of course, it is just a similar style.

The entire Murloc Fortress is also built on a surprisingly large coral reef, but compared with the Great Reef Dragon Palace with beautiful scenery and good order, the residence of the Murlocs is much worse in all aspects. This colorful coral reef, which should have been very magnificent, has been eroded by the power of chaos and has become abnormally gray and white, exuding a rather dilapidated and uncomfortable touch.

In addition, the coral reef is full of the dirty excrement of the Murlocs, as well as the fish bones and unlucky human bones eaten by them, and several sunken broken ships are dragged by them and piled around their city as a wonderful "landscape".

The accumulation of various seabed garbage directly caused the entire sea area nearby to be polluted beyond recognition. Players can even detect the amazing stench in the water.

It is just like a filthy garbage dump on the seabed. Those fishmen crawl in and out of such a bad environment, just like dung beetles rolling dung balls. No wonder the mermaid sisters hate these damn fishmen so much. These dogs are too unhygienic, right?

And everyone lives in the same sea area. Isn’t it a bit too much for you to do this!

It’s like everyone uses the same river as a source of domestic water, but everyone uses this river water to cook and you poop in the water, right? It’s like a superhero has to endure the ridicule of drinking fish urine. Damn! How can this be tolerated?

To be honest, after seeing the terrible environment of the Evil Beast Castle with their own eyes, even the most moderate players began to wonder how the mermaid sisters could endure it for so long without cleaning up these bastards who discharged sewage at their doorsteps?

Could it be that these pretty and lovely fish-tailed sisters are all kind-hearted angels?

"Ah, what a filthy place! It's like a quagmire created by chaos. This is the first time in my life that I feel so disgusted with a place. Let's destroy it quickly!"

The usually peaceful Lady Shui covered her nose and said to the sisters around her, and Xiao Weiming also took off a black plasma bomb of the Creator specification from her waist with disgust, thinking about where to start the demolition of this stinking city of fishmen.

But this job is a bit difficult.

Because the fishmen in the evil beast fort also knew that a disaster was coming, they opened up a very filthy seabed current to turn into a surrounding storm that kept spinning around their garbage dump city, just like a tornado destroying a parking lot on the seabed, and the unbearable stench was quite beautiful like the traditional magic "stinky cloud technique".

This thing looks disgusting, but it is a very wonderful tidal psychic spell. It uses the power of the entire sea to perform defense. It is difficult for players to fight against the power of the entire sea without heavy firepower.

Although the enchanted ammunition fired by the underwater crossbow provided by the mermaids is also powerful, the thing that can trigger a torrent of cutting when it lands is obviously not used to fight against such a huge city defense barrier, so they can only wait for the giant priests who are also good at tidal psychic to come and dismantle this damn spell.

The players who rushed forward for most of the day and broke through the defense of nearly ten fishmen in the entire Gray Trench in fourteen hours are also a little tired now. They are scattered in the area around the Evil Beast Fort and camped on the war platform of the Son of Tritan who is also taking a break.

Some players chose to temporarily go offline to recover their energy or eat in reality, especially those new players who entered the game before and after the anniversary celebration.

They had just entered the game and encountered such a hot situation that they had not rested much in the past fourteen hours. Although they could restore their satiety by eating in the game, their bodies in reality were always hungry.

Some of them were even cut off by the game helmet because they were in dangerous hypoglycemia. This was the system warning them to eat something quickly to avoid health problems.

But one thing is certain.

From the excited postures of these newbies, it can be seen that they are quite satisfied with their first game experience, just like the old players in the past.

This can also be seen from the constantly updated posts on the forum. The newbies are still going crazy as usual, claiming that they have found the "love of their life" and complaining why the game cannot be online 24 hours a day so that they can fight hard and have fun.

For such remarks, the old players just looked at them with gentle eyes, but no one mocked them.

After all, who didn't survive this crazy stage?

The priests of the Giant Pan who received the news from the front line were rushing to the Evil Beast Castle. It was not their fault that they did not make a plan in advance, which delayed the attack. The main reason was that the mermaid sisters did not expect these Transians to be so crazy.

Defeat a small clan of fishmen in fourteen hours. Why don't you go to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?

Is this really the wild fighting power that the land people can burst out?

What's more terrifying is that the small players' sweeping like locusts did not bring simple defeat but almost crazy annihilation. Wherever they went, there were not many fishmen who were lucky enough to escape, and they all became military merit points under the knives of the small players.

With the blessing of the WIFI goddess, they could see their military merits rising without having to cut off the fishman's dark fins with their own hands.

This "unparalleled experience" like a hard-working farmer harvesting leeks is simply fascinating.

To be honest, in the past period of time, players have either fought against the armies of Hades, gone head-to-head with the Vanguard of Chaos, or solved continent-level disasters like the Black Holy Grail. These are all tough things to crack, but now they occasionally change their mood and bully the Murlocs. "Unparalleled lawn mowing" is indeed a different experience.

"When the players go out to fight, not even a blade of grass will grow! It's like a tiger coming out of its cage, making a sound that shakes the world. Ah, I can clearly see their unparalleled hegemony!"

At this time, Murphy, who was following the priests of the Giant Rock Temple to the front line of the Beast Castle, looked at the murloc corpses floating in the abyss along the way. He felt like he was walking in a sea of ​​killing, surrounded by the entire gray trench. The sea water has been polluted by the dark green blood of the fishmen, turning it into a filthy place, which makes the vampire governor who loves cleanliness a little resistant.

Girl E next to him also nodded in agreement. The expression on her beautiful face that was moistened by Murphy meant that she also felt that this wave of unparalleled mowing by the young players was a bit too extreme. .

However, as a dog planner, you still have to do the work.

During Son of Tritan's foray into the sea, Adele reports to Murphy:

"We posted a questionnaire on the forum an hour ago, and the results showed that players are very satisfied with the arrangement of anniversary activities. Many people said that they like this 'lawn mowing mode'. It seems that similar activities will be held more in the future. ”

"Is this a problem?"

Murphy snorted and said:

"The area of ​​the Savage Sea is ten times larger than that of the Old World! This unknown sea area is full of murlocs multiplying wantonly. As long as they are willing to fight, there are plenty of murlocs in the world to kill for them, even at the current terrifying killing rate. It’s enough for them to fight until the end of the world.

I believe that after seeing the expansion of the Great Reef Province, the Mermaid Kingdom may also launch a wave of march into the Savage Sea.

At that time, the entire Merman Kingdom will become the biggest "sponsor" of players' actions of killing fishmen. If this is really regarded as a gameplay, I guess we can still iterate this gameplay after we clear the main line.

Just based on the current level of rewards, I'm afraid that after a few more battles, not only the Great Reef Province, but also the entire Kingdom of Atlan's finances will be on the verge of bankruptcy. My player army is quite easy to use, but the premise is that Shark People need to be able to pay.

Otherwise, this matter will become very troublesome.

Speaking of which, the quality of this fish-man's soul is really weak. "

Murphy sat on the war platform of Sons of Tritan, frowning as he felt the faint rhythm of death in the surrounding seawater, and he complained:

"Little players slaughtered a hundred thousand murlocs here, and the rhythm of death they produced was not even one-tenth that of the War of the Kingdom of Castile. It seems unreasonable to use this anniversary celebration to create a symbol of death for the murlocs. Not as easy as I thought.

As expected, these guys were deeply polluted by Chaos, resulting in an astonishingly small amount of spiritual essence they could emit after death.

Most of the ectoplasm has been absorbed into the warp.

That is the 'wealth' that I, as Pluto, should grasp. Whose money do these subspace shadow dogs think they are stealing? "

Lord Pluto cursed angrily, and Adele comforted him:

“But there are enough of them, my lord.

Based on the strategic goals set by the mermaids before the war, if we can indeed defeat the five clans within twenty days, the death rhythm caused by the escape of their spiritual essence is enough for you to set the lowest level for the murlocs. Death is a symbol.

Perhaps it is indeed impossible to create a symbol of Hades as easily and quickly as the Kingdom of Castile and the Isle of Glamor, but as the war between the mermaids and the murlocs continues, this rudimentary symbol of death will one day grow into the murlocs' god of death.

Time is on your side and there is no need to be so anxious.

I have good news for you, Master.

The hunter team led by Brigadier General Fraser successfully obtained the symbiotic crystal a few hours ago. This is a good start. After this battle, it is conservatively estimated that the number of super soldiers under your command will exceed thirty. . "

"What can thirty people do?"

Murphy shook his head and said:

"At least three hundred super soldiers must form a battle group to provide a certain degree of tactical deterrence in the war, but I have an idea."

He rubbed his chin and said:

"The Holy Son of Dagon is distributed throughout the vast area of ​​the Savage Sea. Although there are extremely many of them, it is really not easy to obtain them quickly. However, we have another way to quickly obtain the symbiotic crystals in the Holy Son of Dagon.

The premise is that we must get the full assistance of Prince Bai

so!

You send a message to the R-9 base and ask Old Flynn to bring his disciples and a full set of tools to the Great Reef Dragon Palace. We will give the White Prince a live demonstration of how the Transians use this symbiotic crystallization. Through this exchange knowledge to win the Callum Empire's assistance in this regard.

Millions of Amakusa demons from the Moon Capital Kingdom

Gee, that’s an inexhaustible treasure. "

"Well, I'll make arrangements right away."

Adele wrote down Murphy's instructions and turned to go to work. Murphy also stood up from the war platform and walked to the outside world. He stood in the deep sea with his hands behind his back, looking at the indescribable filth in front of him, as several blood eagle guards and members of the Hades Guard saluted.

As the chosen one of the Creator God, he can see more things that others cannot see from the filthy scene in front of him.

In the sea area around the Evil Beast Castle, those hidden malice are gathering in a way to form something with fangs and claws, like an invisible crazy giant fishman standing in the filthy sea current and roaring at the surroundings.

It is obviously the gathering of some supernatural power, perhaps the shackles formed by the poison of Dagon that spreads through the blood and pollutes the soul of the fishman.

Murphy actually thought about reproducing the "Hogg Story" among the fishmen, but unfortunately, unlike the jackals who worshipped the evil god for a hundred years, the fishmen who have been polluted by Dagon for nearly a thousand years have long lost the possibility of being saved.

Dagon's will, power and filth have seeped into the blood of every fishman. These people of the abyss are probably one of the most hopeless races in the world.

However, there is no real solution.

"Starting from the root, get rid of Dagon, the source of pollution, and then completely eliminate this generation of corrupted fishmen, and give birth to a new generation of fishmen through the cycle of life and death."

Murphy looked at the evil beast fort surrounded by malice, he squinted his eyes and said softly:

"The filth of the fishmen cannot be cleaned up within a few generations, but without Dagon, their filth will be gradually diluted in the inheritance from generation to generation, and one day, a pure wave fishman will be born.

And by that time, the civilization of the fishmen can get rid of the influence of the subspace and truly embark on an unconstrained future.

Cui Tan

Do you think this plan is feasible?"

"Well, if you want to ask the old turtle, my answer is of course it is quite feasible."

The heavy and steady voice of the wanderer was transmitted to Murphy's ears through the waves of the sea water. It said slowly like a slow old man:

"However, it must be very difficult to really sit up. I doubt whether the shadow of the subspace is willing to give up the control of the fishmen, even without Dagon. , those who are filthy to the bone can still connect to the chaotic world.

Dagon basically lets the fishmen go, which leads to more evil god worshippers among the fishmen than you think. The Dagon Cult is only the largest group of these filthy people, but not the only one. "

"So, we need to find qualified "guardians" for these fishmen who have nowhere to go."

Murphy coughed and said:

"The mermaids believe in the Sea Abyss Lord and believe that Lord Ze is the ruler and protector of all creatures in the deep sea. The fishmen are also sea creatures, so why can't the Sea Abyss Lord become the god of the fishmen? One day in the future, when the pure wave fishmen are reborn in the deep sea, perhaps the Sea Abyss Lord will also have to take on the responsibility of looking after the deep sea.

You too, Cui Tan.

As a descendant of the Lord, while the Lord is indulging in the great cause of revenge, you should shoulder such responsibilities for the Lord. "

Cui Tan did not answer.

It felt that this question was somewhat presumptuous.

Murphy's special status allowed him to speak nonsense without being affected, but he, a demigod family trapped in the divine system, dared not speak nonsense. However, from the bottom of his heart, Cui Tan felt that Murphy's plan was very constructive and feasible.

But the premise of everything was that they could really kill the evil god Dagon in the deep-sea development of the Great Reef Province. Even with the help of various parties, old Cui Tan still felt that this was not an easy job.

Dagon, that was the evil god who was born at the beginning of this chaotic era. Its power in the material world was so entangled that it was not comparable to the little guys like the Lord of Hunting.

"Boom"

Under Murphy's gaze, the giant priests who arrived at the front line did not waste time and began to purify and dismantle the filthy ocean currents of the Evil Beast Castle.

Those pure ocean currents were gathered together, and under the control of the giant priests, they rotated in the opposite direction of the dirty ocean currents in front of them like large whirlpool blades, and the moment the two collided, they brought about a terrifying wave collision.

The collision caused by it under the deep sea made it impossible for giant beasts like the Son of Tristana to maintain stability, and the small players were blown all over the place, as if every ocean current in the entire sea area was endowed with self-awareness and began to attack each other.

The power that these creatures who can manipulate the power of the sea can use in their domain is really outrageous.

Sure enough, every race in this world has its own perfect battlefield, but only the small players do not. They are like the most vigorous creatures, who can grow wildly in any harsh environment and defeat all enemies who try to attack and hurt them.

For example, now!

As Murphy watched, when the filthy ocean currents of the Evil Beast Castle were torn apart by the Great Pan priests, as the Holy Light Banner of the Torrent Knights was raised, those iron cans who still insisted on wearing silver plate armor under the sea took the lead in launching a surprise attack on the filthy land in front of them! The other players who were a beat slower followed closely.

The desperate fishmen in the Beast Castle rushed out like a black tide to fight with the players, but unfortunately, they were no match for this sharp blade that was constantly sharpened in the war. They were rushed to pieces by the tin can knights at the first encounter, and then they were forced to press into the Beast Castle. As depth charges were constantly dropped in the sea above their heads, the "forced demolition" operation against the illegal building of the Beast Castle finally kicked off.

Who will win?

Well, this is not a question that needs to be considered!

Murphy now only hopes that Governor Hood is ready to entertain the troops, otherwise... Tsk, the players will be unhappy.