Online Games: Each Level Gets A Special Skill

"kill!"

"Damn it, kill these running dogs of the Great Guild!"

"Get rid of these bastards!"

"Damn, brothers, kill one to earn money, kill two to earn one!"

"That is, we love our own level, I don't believe they don't love it!"

Behind the Eight Guild Alliance.

Accompanied by the shouts of killing, a group of players from Holy Light City also rushed over.

Although in terms of the player's personal level and equipment, these players are much inferior to those of Shui Qingling, but there are too many of them.

"asshole!"

Seeing all the players under him fighting with these players from Holy Light City, Sun Hao couldn't help cursing angrily~.

He didn't mind using a thousand people like Shui Qingling as an example to others, and he didn't want too many casualties in the entire guild alliance.

Although there are so many Holy Light City players without any organization, their strength is far behind these elite members of the eight major guilds.

But when the battle has reached such a scale, the combat power of the individual has been infinitely reduced, so it doesn't make much sense.

After such a battle is fought, his losses will certainly not be small.

What the hell are these players?

Isn't Morrowind a lone ranger?

How could there be so many players working hard for him?

While Sun Hao was still weighing the pros and cons, the battle of hundreds of thousands of players was already in full swing.

The sound of fighting is accompanied by the roar of magic, the release of skills, and the collision of swords, interweaving into an extremely tragic prelude to war.

In this level of battle, the warriors and knights rushing to the front may be overwhelmed by all kinds of magic cover before they even take a few steps.

In the rear, many priests may not even have the chance to increase blood.

"Hey, I still can't beat it!"

"The gap in the number of people is still too big. The number of people is suppressed by nearly 5:1. There is no hope."

"Even if the numbers are the same, these players from Holy Light City cannot be the opponents of these players from the Eight Great Guilds.

"Equipment, level, number of people, all aspects of suppression, this is completely impossible to fight!"

"There is also organizational power. The players in the Holy Light City are just a mess. The organizational power of the eight major guilds is much stronger!"

"Indeed, these players in Holy Light City are too disorganized and cooperative."

"However, after this battle is over, many people from the eight major guilds will probably die. I guess they feel extremely distressed now."

A group of game anchors couldn't help sighing while broadcasting live.

It's too tragic!

Barrages drift by:

+, What is the Eight Great Guilds doing? I want to fuck him.

"What's the use of thinking, people are so domineering and awesome, what can us casual players do?"

"That's right, so what if you don't accept it? It doesn't work at all."

"Where is the God of Chenfeng, why don't you come out after all this?"

"Is the Great God just watching so many players who supported him die here?"

"That's right, it's all about this, why don't you just stand there and die, do you have to drag out an existence?"

"Hehe, I misread the person. It turns out that Chenfeng is such a coward."

"Oh, what a disappointment!"

"The road turns black!"

northern wilderness.

A bull boss let out a final roar unwillingly.

Following a splash of blood, the boss finally fell down.

At the same time, Qin Feng's figure appeared.

"The cutting level has finally risen."

After glancing at the system prompt, Qin Feng nodded in satisfaction.

Now he is only one step away from completing his second professional advancement.

But immediately, after glancing at the forum, Qin Feng's expression turned cold instantly.

"The Temple of Glory, Triumph Empire... Hehe, the Eight Great Guilds? You are really courting death!"

Seeing the players around him fall down one by one, [This has been going on for many years] is feeling ashamed at the moment.

He was one of the initiators of this resistance, but he did not expect that they would be completely vulnerable in front of the Eight Great Guild Alliance.

The battle situation is completely one-sided.

He also tried to lead the charge himself, but it was useless at all.

The organizational power of these grand guilds and the organizational power of these wandering warriors are not at the same level at all.

‥...seeking flowers...0

"Brothers, this time I'm sorry everyone!"

Seeing the companions around him fall down one by one, he said with a bit of sobs after all these years.

"Niannian, needless to say, it's just a first-level experience, if you die, you die, and besides, it's not like they don't have dead people.

"That's right, we feel sorry for being relegated, don't they feel bad?"

"Sorry for what? Killing one is enough money, killing two is not a loss!"

Amidst the free and easy laughter of the surrounding companions, the original nearly 20,000 players in the Holy Light City began to rapidly reduce their numbers.

Fifteen thousand, ten thousand, eight thousand...

On the side, the presidents of the Batian guild stared at the battlefield together.

...0.....

"These guys are really looking for their own death."

The president of the Berserker Alliance, "Kraser of the World", watched the members of several major guilds strangling the players of the Holy Light City like a meat grinder, and said with a sneer at the moment.

"These people are finished!"

"This time, Tomioka is also dead!"

Seeing the great situation, Sun Hao also said with a wild smile.

Just when everyone thought the form was good, a subordinate next to Sun Hao suddenly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, tugged at his clothes, and said with a sob: "Old, #t, R.B..."

"What's all the fuss about?"

Sun Hao turned around and looked indifferently, his expression froze.

In front of them, a figure rode a sacred unicorn, one person at a time, walking towards the 100,000 players.

"Haha, it's just in time, brothers, give it to me!"

The guild boss of the Heavenly God League didn't take it seriously, and directly issued an attack order.

Then, players flocked to Morrowind like water.

Seeing these surging players, Qin Feng didn't have any intention of avoiding them.

Chila——

The destructive beam shot out from Qin Feng's eyes, washing away the sins of the world like the light of extinction.

In an instant, the players rushing over, whether they were warriors, knights, mages, or thieves, were instantly killed, without exception.

At this moment, no matter whether it was the two players who were fighting or the game anchor watching, everyone was stunned. .