Players Please Respect Yourself

Compared to the desolation on the other side of the Wall of Sighs, except for those sites that were abandoned, no matter which guardian's site is, it can be called lively.

[Land of No Light] In this place of salvation controlled by the paladin group headed by Yun Daos.

A powerful paladin hero, John Malindorf, is leading a 120-man paladin brigade, riding horses to patrol the [Aurora Plain].

As the only season of the year where food can be grown, this place has not lacked attention. Coupled with the news of food shortage from the [Wall of Sighs], and the recent continuous invasion of external monsters, the Paladins sent heroes to suppress the place early on.

John's eyes always give people a bright feeling. The brown eyes are full of confidence and perseverance, like sparkling brown gemstones.

A pair of sword eyebrows full of heroic temperament are raised high, never confused, weak and hesitant. Even if the paladins behind him looked tired. In this man's eyes and face, there is never any fatigue.

He was wearing a well-tailored knight uniform, with a dark blue tunic and brown breeches darkened by blood, but he couldn't hide the [Rising Sun Medal] and [Lighthouse Medal] on the breastplate, which are the largest Akama paladins. Glory means that he is the great victor of the desperate battle that was besieged by the demon army for ten days.

Whether he is riding on horseback or standing on the ground, his waist is always straight. Although it is dusty and dusty, even his girdle, armor, and accessories are all stained with blood. The hammer next to the saddle, always looking new and clean.

He is always used to tidying up the weapons immediately after the war, and repairing the damaged places with the whetstone and other tools that he brought with him.

He is such an admirable man.

But such a powerful and heroic paladin is about to be reduced to ashes in the flames, like this town that has come to an end.

"Damn! Who are you!?" John Knight roared angrily.

The guy on the opposite side, wrapped in a black robe, should be a black knight or a death knight, but it feels completely different.

The holy light had no effect on this guy at all!

Not to mention purifying the opponent, even with his full attack, he couldn't remove the damn hood of the opponent. All he could see was a continuously bulging black mist at the edge of the hood, and a pair of cold blue eyes emitting glare.

"Want to know? Wait until you become my companion!" The other party smirked, and at the same time swung the black cross sword with the black skull gauntlet upwards.

It was obviously summer here and now, but suddenly black snowflakes fell from the sky, and when the sword pointed to the sky, the black snow all over the sky was suddenly rolled up by a sudden tornado, and even the people on the ground who were wearing thick armor The corpses of the paladins were also thrown up one after another.

John Knight read that right!

The dead body, which weighed at least 200 kilograms including the man and the armor, turned into a black shadow, slowly floated up, rose into the air, and turned into something like snow.

In the next second, the black snowflakes in the entire sky seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand. While the wind and snow screamed, a confused song rang out.

The singing is beautiful, but it has a creepy taste.

Because it made John sing the siren!

Melodious and deadly!

"Ahhhhhh—"

Can't wait! When the opponent completes the momentum, he will have no chance of winning!

Brilliant golden holy light bloomed on Knight John's body, this was his last struggle.

"At least! At least use some method to report a letter to Captain Yun Daos!" This is John's obsession.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

The black snow in the sky suddenly turned into a pouring river, sweeping across the entire block with a bang.

Before John could even react, he found that the Holy Light Shield he was manipulating seemed to be frozen. The Holy Light Power Mask with spiritual energy as the core was actually 'frozen' into a physical existence by the black snow. The powder fell down one after another.

Shengguang actually 'dead'! ?

Until the black long sword ignored the defense of his armor, pierced through the material barrier, and pierced into his chest. His resolute face still maintained the last moment of surprise, and then his whole body exploded, turning into Countless black powders were scattered all over the place.

"Haha! Whoop! The so-called top paladin hero is nothing more than that!" The other party let out a laugh full of horror like a night owl.

In the next moment, as if Nu Wa pinched a person, in the hands of the other party, all kinds of terrifying undead creatures, using John's black dead ashes as raw materials, conjured up like a magic trick.

From the most conventional death knight, to the terrible corpse dragon, everything is available. The nourishment of a hero is like a small army of undead elites.

...

The first sacrificed hero appeared on the side of the guardian.

The news was not too dire.

In the Land Abandoned by God, death is absolutely commonplace.

Which overlord didn't kill a few heroes when he achieved hegemony?

The frightening thing is that Wang Hao's 'insider', ahem, the international friends of the Holy Light Department, Miss Jia Ludi and Uncle Tucker, jointly obtained a bunch of things from the Holy Knights that made Wang Hao have a splitting headache. thing.

Looking at this pile of dark things, like the dark dishes made by Sun Shangying, Wang Hao fell silent.

【Dead Matter】!

This is the judgment of the system!

In this world, where there is life, there must be death.

This is a common jurisprudence in many parallel worlds.

Although there are many question marks in the judgment of the system, just the one [this substance can be used to shape all kinds of death] is enough to make Wang Hao sleep well.

For a long time, Wang Hao has created so many miracles with sand sculpture players. Although there are credits from sand sculpture players, but there is no [biomass] to create various forms of crayfish, crabmen, murlocs, Naga, etc. Who would believe you that this is a 'game'?

The appearance of [Dead Matter] immediately made Wang Hao feel a great threat!

Damn! It's a sad day!

Lao Tzu plays [biomass], he plays [dead matter]?

Is this deliberately against me?

At best, I created a human being, why did you create a dead person?

Can this be the same?

Wang Hao secretly made a decision: Team battles can be lost, but players who play [Dead Matter] must 'die'!

And it is the kind that has to be whipped a hundred times ah a hundred times!

From all walks of life in the lairs of the guardians, bad news came like snowflakes.

Stone men and night demons who have long abandoned their hometowns and come here to eat have no real sense. The Phantom Feather Neon of the Winged Human Race came to Wang Hao's place several times a day, insinuating about the food supply. Wang Hao was really annoyed, so he threw three months of compressed biscuits and other food to her, and then let the bird woman who was in the way get out.

The worst thing is Rachel, the Empress of Flame is not well.