The Righteous Player(s)

The delicious wind goose hurried back home out of breath.

Annan's wave happened to gather all the staff at 5:30—the place where he was the furthest away from home on a morning jog. He ran back all the way, and lay back on his bed after only ten minutes.

He didn't take a shower or eat breakfast.

But the problem is not big.

The new version of the promo is finished.

Like the first promo, it is also a mixed cut of real-life shots without human words... Although I don't know what Annan Climbing Spider Silk is. But compared to the first promo, the amount of information in this promo has been much larger.

-The first strong enemy so far appeared.

Although according to the speculation of the delicious wind goose, this BOSS still has a high probability of not touching the body.

Although a few of them have already advanced to Silver.

But they are only eighty bronzes after all.

The only good news is that the next forty new players have all completed their advancement and become extraordinary.

Eighty transcendents... As long as they can resurrect infinitely this time, they may not be unhappy!

Delicious wind goose has felt the blood and excitement after a long absence.

It's like organizing a guild group to open up wasteland when he was young...

And now he has already faintly formed a leading trend among the closed beta players in the Mist Continent.

This has a lot to do with the many strategies he uploaded during the pioneering period of "Nightmare: The Gallery", as well as his risk of sneaking into Noah and successfully completing the secret mission.

"Don't drive, remember to wait for me..."

The delicious wind goose mumbled, and quickly closed his eyes and entered the Mist Continent.

After he went online, he received the teleportation ceremony directly.

The ceremony is very simple-tap on anything that can make a sound thirteen times in a row, shout "I praise the crane"; blink at the light source seven times in a row, and say "I worship the crane"... it can be directly transmitted to The previous record point.

He has seen from the forum that there is only one teleportation point at present...the Zedi Black Pagoda.

According to the information that Lin Yiyi asked Annan...If players want to teleport to other places in the future, they just need to use this ritual in the teleportation point.

Yes, the teleportation point is not a "location", but a "area".

In the general area, it is all possible.

And if it is teleported, it will randomly appear in this area, in a safe location within the field of vision of a certain "acquaintance" who has greeted him. If there are enough acquaintances in this place, then the location of the friend's transmission can be basically locked.

If there is no one at the target location, the teleportation location will be lost.

"In this case, do I have to arrange for someone to guard the teleportation point in the future..."

Tasty Fengge chanted in his heart, and quickly and accurately executed the transmission ceremony.

He should be the person who knows the ceremony best among the players now.

After blinking at the lit candle for seven consecutive times, the delicious wind goose chanted in a low voice:

"—I worship the crane."

The next moment, he felt the candle flame suddenly expand and spread.

A bright and dazzling light spread rapidly from the center of the delicious wind goose's field of vision to the surroundings.

The whole world is turned into light.

A mysterious power spread from his eyes to his whole body. After spreading to his whole body, the delicious wind goose suddenly felt a very strong sense of "lifting". It’s as if you have risen to a higher level...

"You are late, old goose."

Lin Yiyi's voice sounded from the side: "Everyone is waiting for you."

She smiled gleefully: "Does it feel good to transmit?"

"...I thought I would faint and teleport."

The delicious wind goose acquiesced to this statement, and said helplessly: "Aren't they all of this kind of bridge in general?"

No wonder there will be a charge for sending...

He raised his head and looked around: "How many people have arrived?"

"—Everyone is here."

It was Annan himself who answered him.

When Tasty Wind Goose looked towards Annan... even he couldn't help being surprised for a moment and startled for a moment.

The thin white robe, short shoulder-length hair like frost and snow, and the scales on the neck, made the delicious wind goose suddenly think of his role as the dragon girl in Baboon Fourteen Mile.

…Unfortunately, the hair is too short.

If it can grow up to the waist, it should be very beautiful... I feel that if you add a pair of dragon horns of that shape, it should also look good.

The moment delicious wind goose thought such a thought, he suddenly thought of someone.

He immediately turned his head and looked at Citalopram in the crowd.

Not surprisingly.

Citalopram's eyes were locked tightly on Annan, motionless and extremely focused.

"Thank you very much."

Annan looked at the players with complicated eyes.

He also thought that there should be many players participating in this large-scale event.

After all, players like to join in the fun. Counting the player's confidence, it's okay to have about forty or fifty people.

-As long as there are more than 30 people, a safe area can be successfully opened up for Annan for roundabout battles.

If there are fewer than twenty players... Annan must desperately fight into the black tower to avoid being attacked by the enemy.

But Annan never thought that all players could come together.

Most of the first batch of players are anchors, and they have plenty of time, which can be regarded as their core strength.

The second batch of players who can be invited in includes students, social animals, and bosses. Each has its own life, and each has its own difficulties.

However, they put aside their respective pressures-they chose their interest and responded to Annan's call without getting any substantial benefits.

Maybe not even friends.

You know, even close to half of these players have never seen Annan...not to mention having feelings with Annan.

I perceive that this spans culture, civilization and even the world, and is only the connection and fetters between "people" and "people".

For a while, Annan was inexplicably moved.

He was finally able to confirm the similarities and differences between himself and Bernardino.

The "Cheng Ling Monk", like himself, controls more and more "helpers" like a snowball. This is true for his Chengling and his own players.

But the difference is that the spirits of Bernardino are silent, without sane, and without freedom.

And Annan’s players decide their actions only by their own free will.

They explored, they saved the world, they fought against the devil, all they did was just because they wanted to do it-no one forced them, no one ordered them, no one enslaved them.

This is not a game of death where you will die if you don't obey Annan's orders.

Annan didn't even ignore the players' status and force them to be summoned directly—though he really had such authority.

But it does not mean it needs to be used.

The players came chatting and laughing with each other, UU reading www.uukahnshu. Com has no pressure, no fear, no absence.

They are sincere and earnestly want to save everything-destroy the bad, keep the good, revenge like evil in the name of justice, and do whatever they want in the name of freedom.

Unfettered soul.

This is the player.

They followed Annan, like a pack of wolves following their king.

…You also taught me a lesson.

Annan's lips moved slightly and said silently.

He looked up at the burning Zedi Black Tower.

As if he had sensed Annan's killing intent-many transparent spirit bodies emerged from the sky and killed them.

That is the hundreds or thousands of spirit legions that Bernardino has collected over the years.

In the intense confrontation with Hugo, they had no room for action.

But for Annan and his players...every spirit body is an experienced and powerful "elite monster".

The players are not in the slightest fear.

They are like wolves with green eyes, looking at the spirit bodies flying towards them with unprecedented enthusiasm.

-After they came to the Mist Continent, they had never seen such a high density and so many elite monsters!

Annan's pre-war mobilization with only one sentence fell at this time:

"Here, I give you the power of unlimited resurrection—"

He did not continue to hide his authority.

Players have received prompts that the resurrection will not deduct the level temporarily.

This completely caused their enthusiasm to boil.

Annan drew his long sword and pointed it forward.

Point to the black tower of Zedi, which is burning and entangled by many dead spirits.

His eyes were bright and his voice was high.

"My warriors!"

He was the first to rush forward.

The sonorous shouts resounded across the sky.

"Charge with me—"