"I said why did those bisons kill all the people who took stimulants? It turns out that there are such scum mixed among us. Tlld, they are simply scum and scum."

"Just... they are so disgusting, they are so despicable, and they are said to be for support." Suddenly, the players suddenly started talking privately, while those players who were guilty and became topics were spoken with a verge of being slandered, either wanting to cover up or bow their heads and not knowing what to think. Of course, there are many people who turn a deaf ear to these comments and be open-minded.

"There are ten seconds left, everyone hurry up." Seeing that some players were just tilting their heads and talking, but they didn't know what situation they were in now, they had to shake their heads helplessly and reminded them loudly again.

"Wait, I'm not an enemy, I'll go back now."

"Time is so fast? Go quickly, go quickly..."

"King Zhichen, you underestimate us too much. You can isolate us like this? Humph, do it." The woman smiled meaningfully and ordered the cold words in the team she formed.

"Hohoho..." The next moment, just as many players were about to crush them back to the city, cold lights lit up from them, and the white blade wiped them off.

The player is attacked and pulled into a combat state, resulting in the result: he cannot return to the city.

"Fuck, ntmd, why do you poke me with a knife? I understand. You don't have a scroll back to the city in your hand. You are those bastards. I won't go back to the city anymore. I will fight with you. Look at the gun..." For example, this situation happened on the battlefield. One by one, players were wiped with a knife by the people around them, pulled into a state of combat, and stopped them from returning to the city.

Of course, foreign players who can stand here to support are already full of passion. When encountering such a situation, if you can't talk about it, you will see the true meaning on the weapon. The battlefield that was still quiet just now has become a mess again. The players' random pks have made people unable to tell who is the enemy and who is the aid friend.

"This...Fuck, it's messed up again." At the cost of losing seventeen members of the Killing God Army, the Gun God safely returned to the base camp. At this time, he stood beside me and saw the chaotic players. He opened his mouth for a long time, and finally cursed helplessly.

"It seems that our enemy is not stupid." Although we were concerned about this aspect, the facts were undoubtedly not cruel. It did happen as expected.

"What should I do? It's such a mess. Can we kill all the way?" Killing Shinto said.

"That's absolutely not possible. The other party wants us to do this, otherwise we will get trapped." The Gun God waved his head and rejected the proposal of killing God.

The God of Death said nothing, standing quietly beside him, looking at the players who were fighting in a bunch of ways not far away, and didn't know what they were thinking.

"Since they like PK so much, why don't they fight there enough? We just watched from the side, and when they finish fighting, we will go up and clean up?" The Gun God looked at everyone and suddenly said something extremely unconscience-free.

"Uh..." The simple god of killing was killed directly on the spot.

Even the God of Death, who had been silent behind him, was almost choked to death.

"You... are cruel enough." I gave him a big thumbs up and praised.

"What should I do? This is not a solution." Lie finally said and asked.

"I think the Gun God has a good idea, pretending to be blind."

"..." Everyone was in a black line.

And at this moment, a message marked with the red chicken feather logo was sent to my inbox.

"Boss, at three o'clock, the troops are 70,000, including 1,000 cavalry. They are quickly leaning towards us. It is estimated that in less than twenty minutes, we can reach our canyon. Among them, human players and elf players are mixed with each other, and their troops are all professions, and their equipment is extremely well-equipped. I just fought with several spies, and my strength is roughly evaluated on the second line. Of course, this can only be said one-sidedly, the Eagle God Army Dark Leopard."

The opponent's time was really timely and unmoved. It was just around the corner, and the number of players was still as high as 70,000.

"What's wrong with Boss? Which side's battle report?" Seeing that I bowed my head and said nothing, the Gun God asked.

"It's not a battle report from which side, but the intelligence of the enemy's attack, at three o'clock, 70,000 players, and the distance is 20 minutes."

"Come on, Is it over?"

The most in shortage of Chinese war zones is players. There are not a million players participating in the competition for the Spirit King Order today. To be honest, just tens of thousands or tens of thousands of players are coming. If we look at it this way, God is actually favoring us.

Of course, this also indirectly reflects that the development of the power on the mainland of China is not mature enough. If it is in the late stage of the competition for hegemony, millions of players will go on a fight and tens of millions of people will fight together, and the scene will be far from comparable to today.

Taking action against players without reason will undoubtedly destroy the king's reputation accumulated over the years. If he does not take action, the army will be overwhelmed, and the inside and outside will attack each other, and the king will face danger.

No matter how you do it, the king is in a dilemma.

There are still twenty-eight minutes left before the fifteenth wave of monster attacks, but the 70,000 players are only twenty minutes away from the attack. The opening angle of the canyon is 150 degrees. If you want to control the rhythm of the entire battlefield, the only way is to resist the attack of foreign enemies for eight minutes and wait for the attack of the fifteenth wave of monsters.

Using violence to fight violence, let monsters blend with 70,000 external attack players. Dogs bite dogs are of course the most suitable for their situation. Before that, the more than 30,000 players in front of them had to eliminate internal troubles within these twenty minutes.

"King Zhen, what choice would you make in this situation? Should you abandon the king and be determined to get the power brought by the Spirit King Order? Or for the ridiculous word "Lord"?" The surroundings were in chaos, but within two meters of the woman, it was particularly quiet. There were many warriors and players standing around her, and the silence and killing aura exuded on their bodies made some people who wanted to come to the door obediently leave.

At this time, the woman was looking in the direction where the king was, and the war report that the army was approaching was also brought to her ears.

"Boss, what should I do?" Everyone in the Gun God's face became cautious. This time, not only should we consider the strength competition, but also the tactical competition, but we should not be negligent at all.

"Since the other party can distinguish between enemies and us, and can gather so many people, it is absolutely impossible to do without internal connection factors just based on the player's memory.

The God of Killing, Water Thunder, and Death, let the members of the God of Killing, Martial God of Death, and Death quickly mix in, using crushing the back city roll as bait to find out the truth. First: the guild emblem on the chest and the mercenary group emblem, which will not be blocked by external objects. Once discovered, report it immediately to the God of Killing, Water Thunder and Death, and then kill the insider on the spot. Second: If you cannot check the clues, you cannot let this player go, and kill it directly.

Of course, before that, you unified the fire guild and stayed together for four years. It is impossible for you to not know each other. Even if you don’t know each other, there is a familiar face there. Don’t worry about the situation of killing each other among the three thousand people. Do you hear it clearly?”

"Know."

"clear."

"Well, you only have ten minutes to solve these things. Ten minutes later, according to the information you provided, the fire players will advance uniformly. In the next ten minutes, we will strive to kill more insiders. Now all members of the King's Army obey the order: withdraw from the meeting and set off."

"Swish swish..." Suddenly, the guild fire sign on the chest of the King's Army members continued to disappear, and almost instantly turned into single players without guilds, quickly passing through the defensive front set by the guild knights, and permeating into the chaotic player group.

Five seconds later, the first piece of information came.

"Boss, the C-class corn mercenary group, the logo is a yellow corn mercenary group." Death spoke.

"I love the fruit mercenary group at level B, and the group emblem is green apple." After the god of death, the god of killing followed.

"Well, can the wind bell be there?" I asked, turning my head.

"Boss, she left with the God of Martial God and the God of Ghosts and Gods, and is not here now."

"Then forget it, I'll do it myself. You will forward all the information you collected to me now and I'll make a blacklist."

"Okay!" the three of them replied at the same time.

According to statistics, most of them are mercenary group players. It has to be said that the organizers behind the scenes are powerful. Not only can they collect so many mercenary group players as thugs in such a short time, but the quality of these thugs is not ordinary, and their moral qualities are excellent.

Because before this, the other party did not leak any news. With this alone, the other party's strength is worthy of our attention and attention.

Ten minutes passed by minute by minute. Although many unknown people participated, the mercenary group's group logo records were ashamed. Of course, what was most unbearable was that a mercenary group of only a level E might not have enough time to collect five, so they took this order. His heroic temperament was so thunderous that many people were on the spot.

In the words of the Gun God at that time, it is not surprising that such a fool would be suspected of being kicked out by a donkey. Looking back, it is indeed the case.

"Boss, this..." Just as the ten minutes were about to end, the Gun God looked at me, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

"Say whatever, just say it."

"Well, I found that players from Fengwu County were entering and leaving, and they were also in a local position."

“The same is true here.”

"I have discovered it here too." Almost at the same time, the God of Death killed Shinto.

"Fengwu County? Is it Fengwu County again..." When it comes to Fengwu County, it has caused us one or two times. Could it be that we have not been in trouble with them and they are still addicted?

"Don't worry about this, forward the blacklist I sent to you to each member. Once the other party is on his or her blacklist, the color will turn black. You don't have to worry about anything and kill it directly. As for Fengwu County's account, we will calculate it with them later."
Chapter completed!