My Players' Second Playthrough

『Level 8 Gale』flew thousands of meters high, overlooking the battlefield below.

In the village polluted by "oil", a large number of wild monsters have spawned, and just like the spawning point, there is a tendency to spread outward.

Fortunately, all the villagers have evacuated the most dangerous area.

Under the protection of the players and the saint, there shouldn't be any big problems.

『Level 8 Gale』heaved a sigh of relief.

He almost ordered to throw away all the old, weak, sick and disabled.

But considering that if he did so, the saint's favorability would probably never be saved, so he finally held back.

After all, this is the "real world", and dead NPCs will not be resurrected.

The old man who was so slow that people wanted to kick him had given him a useless amulet before.

As the official announcement said, if the digital lives in these games really only have one life, then what is the difference between being alive?

Fortunately, he had already conquered the most difficult level, so he didn't have to think about such brain-consuming problems anymore.

I have to say that the quality of these players who opened the server is really high.

Commanding them is as easy as using one's arm.

Even with the interference of the legendary elite monsters, he still organized a player team with clear division of labor and led the villagers to withdraw from the silver-level monster pile.

Thinking back a little, "Level 8 Hurricane" felt that he had achieved a lot.

Now there is only the last problem left.

"Level 8 Hurricane" looked at the battlefields below.

These legendary elite monsters are much more difficult to deal with than those in the first round.

Even if the monsters in the first round were left with little blood, at most they would use a big move to clear the screen.

At most, the whole team would be wiped out.

But the enemies in the second round——

They actually drank medicine!

They actually ran away!

How dare you!

The elf corpse puppet with only one leg left, relying on his legendary strength, jumped up and down crazily, and ran away like a monkey with the two teams that had injured him.

But this can only delay its end.

Just as 'Level 8 Hurricane' looked over there, a female mage player just happened to entangle it with a spell, and the angry players rushed forward and turned this poor undead creature into experience.

"Zi Beng Group, go to support Youlong Group, I've posted the location on the public screen."

'Level 8 Hurricane' commanded:

"The same goes for other strategy groups. After killing the elite monsters, all come to fight the boss body."

"This boss is a bit of a waste, the problem is that it will drop items, recover health, and teleport to escape."

"Does anyone have a way to stop him from teleporting and escaping? Anything will do!"

In order to eliminate useless information, only the team leader and the general commander 'Level 8 Hurricane' can speak in the voice channel, but members who are not team leaders can communicate by typing in the chat window below the channel.

Just now, 'Amu Xiao' and the others reported the boss information here.

'Level 8 Hurricane' stared at the chat window for five minutes before finally seeing someone reply.

『There is a way to die』: I still have two magic scrolls of [Space Curtain] left, which can interrupt the Boss's teleportation, but each scroll can only stop for more than ten seconds at most.

"Brother, I won't take yours for free. You can use them directly later. I will buy them for 500 yuan each." 『Level 8 Gale』 said immediately.

The market price of [Space Curtain] is 200 RMB. He offered this price, which was equivalent to buying horse bones for a thousand gold coins.

Sure enough, after a while, other people in the chat window said that they also had props to interrupt teleportation.

Although several people said they didn't want money, 『Level 8 Gale』 said they had to give it to him, and he would buy it at twice the market price.

In the eyes of outsiders, after this team battle, 『Level 8 Gale』 can be said to have suffered a huge loss.

His team lacked a combat power and didn't get much experience points.

And as the commander-in-chief, he would take the blame if something went wrong.

Not to mention, he had to pay for the props out of his own pocket.

However, this was the first team battle among the players, and the "Level 8 Hurricane" had already made a name for himself.

This was more important than the gains and losses of the moment.

In the future, when there is a large-scale team battle, no matter if it is the commander of a professional team or the think tank of a large guild, they must weigh their prestige before competing with him for the general commander.

"Brother Chicken Group, the strategy is completed, and we are rushing to the direction of the Boss."

"The same goes for the Ice Mage Group. We said that we can kill it alone, just a summoned creature."

"Okay, don't report, just go after you finish, I'll go too."

"Level 8 Hurricane" flew towards the Boss, and at the same time did not forget to say in the voice channel:

"After we kill this Boss, how about we have a bonfire party?"

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Mr. Ku Gu widened his eyes and summoned a bone wall to block the stabbing flaming spear.

He wanted to call back the babies he had released from the beginning.

But those "death snatchers" were just like ticks. Once they bit his treasures, they would never let go.

He tried to forcibly call back the two corpses, but the two treasures were destroyed by the "death snatchers".

The number of "death snatchers" besieging him also increased from 3 at the beginning to 7, and then to 15 now. He could sense that there were many gold-level masters rushing in this direction.

There were no traces of communication spells nearby, so how come they were just like flies discovering a cake, emerging one after another?

Mr. Bones became more and more curious.

Originally, he had planned to leave after the treasure he released was stopped by the "Death Snatcher".

After all, the village has been polluted, and the demigod cannot escape the fate of being corrupted. There is no need to take risks and give him the last push before he is distorted.

But then he discovered that dirty thoughts appeared in the treasures he collected.

So he followed the traces.

Then, he saw the three people he had just killed last night.

Suddenly he burst into laughter.

Whether they are creating "death-snatchers" or blaspheming death and life...the gods behind these "death-snatchers" are just like clowns trying to struggle before drowning.

In the cauldron of the world, under the influence of "ink", any god is just an ingredient waiting to be "pickled".

The more they struggle, the more they make noble heavenly beings like themselves laugh.

It's a pity that this place is isolated from the heaven, so we can't share the funny drama here with the distinguished adults in the heaven.

Mr. Dry Bones is looking forward to the day of the Eclipse Banquet even more.

Another baby lost contact, and Mr. Bones finally felt a little pressure.

Although these "death-snatchers" could not do anything to him, his attacks were also blocked by these "death-snatchers" using various dangerous and dangerous methods.

The reason why he fought until now was because he thought he could kill them.

But there's always a little difference.

After releasing a large number of corpse puppets to protect the body, Mr. Bones used the skeleton staff to draw a circle in the air in front of him, and a silver portal appeared in front of him.

"I'll let you go this time."

After saying that, he stepped into the door, then stepped on the air and fell out.

A curtain fell from the sky, covering the surrounding space.

Taking this opportunity, a small mecha that was almost scrapped increased its power and punched Mr. Bones in the face.

The dwarf in the mecha turned on the external speaker and said to Mr. Bones who was knocked away:

"Did I tell you to leave?"