The arcane of online games is supreme

The cold voice that contained endless killing intent fell, and the entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence instantly. All eyes were cast on the black-robed mage standing in the field, and the faces of the players were full of unbelievable colors. , Many people deliberately opened the video and watched the battle in the West Wilderness.

"Damn it, isn't the magic melody in the West Wilderness, why did it come here?"

"what's the situation?"

Xingyun also stared at Wang Mo in a daze, a ferocious rage appeared on Wang Mo's face, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Xingyun's neck fiercely, then suddenly lifted him up.

"Grass!" The players of the Star Elegy Guild let out an unbelievable roar. A mage actually picked up a berserker?I'm not dreaming.

Xingyun was startled at first, and then struggled with all his strength, but Wang Mo's hands were like iron clamps firmly stuck to his neck, gradually increasing the force, and soon Xingyun couldn't even catch his breath, and his face turned red instantly .

Wang Mo's ferocious eyes and expression almost made Xingyun feel powerless. When the already powerful and terrifying magic melody showed this furious expression, the consequences would be completely unimaginable.

Stared at by the eyes that almost drowned him in boundless anger, Xingyun's brain went blank.

Wang Mo glanced at Aragorn, the swordsman behind Xingyun. The latter was lying on the ground. A trace of anxiety flashed in Wang Mo's eyes. At this time, whether Aragorn will die or not is still unclear. It's hard to say, Wang Mo only knows that once Aragorn dies, his gaming career will come to an end.

Don't die, don't die!

Wang Mo yelled frantically in his heart, but Aragorn's situation took a turn for the worse, his attributes declined faster and faster, his weakness became more and more serious, and even a slight bleeding appeared.

At this time, Xingyun gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to his waist, and suddenly pulled out a dagger to stab Wang Mo. A layer of mage armor suddenly appeared on Wang Mo's body surface, blocking the attack with a ding.

Wang Mo's eyes turned back, looked at Xingyun, and said coldly: "You actually angered him to such an extent, Xingyun, let me tell you that if Aragorn's game career ends, I will let your entire Star Elegy Guild, Including you and the gray of death, go to be buried with him!"

Xingyun was shocked all over, and he no longer dared to meet Wang Mo's gaze. At this time, Wang Mo's palm was exerted again, and a huge damage figure suddenly floated above Xingyun's head, and his blood volume dropped by one-third.

Using Wang Mo's legendary middle-level template to give himself a giant power technique, plus the attribute bonus of his wild and brute force law, his power can easily surpass that of the sub-legendary violent battle of Xingyun.

At this time, the surroundings of the battlefield fell into a deathly silence. The players watched Wang Mo holding Xingyun in his hands. The latter could not resist at all. If there is still hope of winning after a few minutes, then with the appearance of the magic melody, they have completely lost their courage...

This is a war they simply cannot win.

Wang Mo's record accumulated with countless bones made these players lose the mood to resist when they saw him appear. At this time, even the president was arrested, and no one dared to resist.

And what surprised them the most was that the magic melody was supposed to be fighting against the deep blue sky in the western wilderness, how could it be possible to appear here suddenly.

They can't figure it out.

Wang Mo held Xingyun's neck in his hands, and stared at Aragorn closely, as if the tens of thousands of players around him who would explode and hurt people at any time did not exist at all. A large number of players surrounded Wang Mo. But no one inside dared to do it.

If it is said that Aragorn needs laws to achieve large-scale damage, the magic melody is really handy magic, which can easily kill them.

Wang Mo just looked at the light of arcane vision shining in Aragorn's eyes. In his eyes, Aragorn's attributes continued to decline, and his blood volume was also passing away bit by bit. The attributes can be said to be extremely endangered. Wang Mo Mo's heart tensed up.

In this situation, Aragorn is in a state where he cannot receive treatment. Even if he calls for treatment to increase his blood, it is useless at all. The injury itself is too serious. Now Aragorn's blood loss is not the amount of blood loss, but... Blood loss limit!

The inheritor of the war sage, the seventeenth god-level master in the celestial rankings, and the swordsman Aragorn, Wang Mo did not have much intersection with him in his previous life.

But Wang Mo only knows that, at least in this life, Aragorn joined Feiyu, and like everyone else in Feiyu, we cry together, laugh together, worry about suffering together, rejoice in victory together, and do what we can for Feiyu Contribute, share wealth, share suffering, he is a member of Fei Yu, and also Wang Mo's brother!

If Wang Mo's early 'intervention' caused a butterfly effect in Aragorn's life, and the character was buried here, then with Wang Mo's character, he would definitely feel guilty for the rest of his life.

After all, he was the one who pulled Aragorn into his feathers for these things to happen.

Therefore, you must not die!

As time passed by, the field was still silent, Wang Mo waited quietly, his eyes gradually turned red, Xingyun was lifted up by Wang Mo, and he did not dare to resist at all.

Wang Mo's words just now had a big enough impact on him. If someone else said it, Xingyun would have dismissed it as just a cruel word, but when the words came out of Magic Melody's mouth, , Xingyun also had to reconsider the consequences in fear.

With Wang Mo's personality, if he said that he wanted to take all of them to be buried with him, he would definitely not be merciful!

The hidden madness in Magic Melody's character, once it explodes, is enough to make everyone terrified, so Xingyun dare not take the risk to anger him.

At this time, Aragorn's consciousness has sunk into darkness. This scene is familiar to all players. This is what the player saw when he just went online and hadn't opened his eyes yet.

Aragorn sat quietly in the darkness, waiting for his fate. His expression was quite calm. When he used the Law of Furious Will and increased his attributes to 91 times, he knew very well what the consequences would be. At this time , the possibility of avoiding catastrophe is very small, fortunately he hasn't used the big move of whirlwind yet.

Wang Mo knew that Aragorn knew better than Wang Mo the price of using the law of furious will to stimulate energy to such an extent, but Aragorn did not regret it. It is simplicity and integrity.

He would choose to play a warrior, because he wanted to be a free and unrestrained [free] ranger, not bound by anything he didn't want, but the early hatred with the hand of despair completely destroyed Aragorn's dream, and he was hunted down. In those two days, the impact on Aragon was far more than that.

Therefore, when faced with the former enemy, Aragorn would not hesitate to activate the Law of Furious Will, and even speak out to guide the other party to anger him. Even if the price is heavy, he will not regret it!

Now Aragorn has successfully made his enemy pay the price. This hatred was not avenged by Wang Mo or Yanjin, but by himself!

At this time, Yiqu had done what Aragorn could do, which was to wait quietly for his fate.

Is it death, a large and permanent drop of attributes, falling out of the legend, falling to level [-], and then sadly leaving the legend of Karando, or surviving, going through the period of weakness, and then re-becoming that sharp-edged swordsman Ala tribute!

Time passed by every minute and every second. One minute outside seemed like a century to Aragorn here. Finally, after an unknown amount of time, he suddenly received a system notification.

"System prompt: Player Aragorn has died (damage 102—bone shattered)."

Aragorn was slightly taken aback, then a helpless smile appeared on his face, he sighed and rejected the resurrection prompt, and directly exited the game...

On the bloody plain, Wang Mo watched Aragorn's blood flow away bit by bit, roaring crazily in his heart. However, a moment later, he witnessed with his own eyes... the blood flow dropped drop by drop...until Empty!

At this moment, the god of war who shook the legendary world of Kalandor, the sword-walker Aragorn, fell.

Wang Mo stared blankly at Aragonga's body, his mind went blank, and he couldn't recover for a while. He thought that there would be such a possibility, but he never thought that when it really happened to Wang Mo What kind of scene will be in front of him, and what kind of mood will he be in.

The first time I met Aragorn in the forest, we worked together to destroy the blood fangs of the velociraptor, and in the barren land with Aragorn, we were happy to kill the falling stars and the hands of despair, and the past was unfolding before Wang Mo's eyes. However, almost instantly, Wang Mo's eyes became blood red.

"You bastards!"

Wang Mo let out a rage and roar, his blood-red eyes moved to Xingyun's body next to him, his wrist suddenly exerted force, Xingyun's neck bone made a cracking sound, it was crushed directly by Wang Mo in the rage, and the top of his head floated A full damage number, instantly killed!

Wang Mo dropped Xingyun's body, turned around, and looked at the opposite side with his blood-red eyes. At this time, the God of Arcana was calm and caring about the overall situation, and he had all been thrown out of the sky by him. In Wang Mo's red eyes, there was already Only the group of people in front of him were left, and now the anger in Wang Mo's heart could almost burn the sea, and he wanted to bury these people who caused Aragorn's death with his own hands!

The relationship between Feiyu's members is like brothers. At this moment, he has clearly realized that one of them has left him, how can Wang Mo not be sad, how can he not be furious!

Even if it's not the right time, but if Wang Mo is intimidated at this time, how can he be worthy of Aragorn, how can he be worthy of himself, how can he be worthy of Fei Yu!

"The Elegy of the Stars..." Wang Mo gritted his teeth and squeezed out the cold words from between his teeth. In an instant, the hairs on the players of the Elegy of the Stars Guild stood on end. Wang Mo suddenly raised his head, his eyes burst out A burst of ferocious rage and murderous intent "Today you have more than 6 people, all of you are going to die!"

"It was you who 'forced' one of our Feiyu members to this level, and let him suffer this kind of punishment. I said that if anything happened to Aragorn, you would all be buried with him. Now, it's up to me Come and execute it!" Wang Mo let out a furious roar, and the light of the flying technique suddenly flickered under his feet.

The players of the Star Elegy Guild were in an uproar. When even many players panicked and were targeted by the magic melody, it was like a death sentence. They couldn't think of this mage at all.

On the bloody plain, Wang Mo's figure soared into the sky, and finally some players from the Star Elegy Guild realized what happened. With a sluggish face, he understood that Aragorn, the sword walker, had died...

At this time, people with a little bit of common sense in the game would be very clear about the consequences of dying after using the law of Furious Will. Thinking of this, they couldn't help but gasp.

The eyes of many players in the White Windmill Guild turned red on the spot, and they let out roars of overwhelming rage. The sound of thunder seemed to indicate something.

"Idiots of the Elegy of the Stars, I'm fucking! As long as I'm still playing Legend of Karando, you don't have to worry about it for a day!"

"You guys wait for me, if you don't kill me, you will quit the game from now on!"

The white windmill guild was so excited that they wanted to jump off the city wall one by one to destroy the people on the opposite side.

Under the dark and chaotic sky, Wang Mo's face was filled with cold killing intent, and he rose into the air, rushing towards the camp of the Stars and Elegy Song Guild in the distance, and quickly came to the top, while the players below kept retreating in panic That said, they are completely helpless with flying skills!At this time, Wang Mo stretched out his hands, and quickly began to 'sing' the sixth-level legendary magic, the second-level space-time turbo!

Dark clouds billowed in the sky, and the torrential rain kept pouring down, quickly soaking Wang Mo's cloak, but Wang Mo didn't care. Dazzling silver lights escaped from his body, carrying space runes , continuously printed into the void, and a dazzling silver vortex gradually distorted in the sky.

A secondary space-time turbine that was so huge that it covered the sky slowly took shape in the sky, and silver rays of light continuously flashed around it, and the space became extremely distorted. In the heavy rain, whistling storms suddenly set off, and lightning and thunder thundered in the sky. Constantly, at this time, the space-time turbine started spinning!

The players below stared at the huge space-time turbine in the sky in horror. With Wang Mo's legendary mid-level attributes, the power of using the space-time turbine was already incomparable. Wang Mo stood in the sky, facing Stretch out your hands below, guiding the suction of the secondary space-time turbine——

Whoosh whoosh—

The figures of the players below floated uncontrollably in large numbers. In a short period of time, hundreds of figures soared into the air, shouting in horror and flying towards the space-time turbine, and were quickly swallowed by the huge space-time turbine. Swallowed, then shredded by the berserk space storm.

In the next second, a larger number of players floated up in the air, and the eyes of the players of Xing Chen Elegy looked at Wang Mo changed. This guy, this time, he really wants to kill him!

Wang Mo's eyes were blood red, and the blood of the rage kept pounding his heart. The veins on his arm were full of veins. Wang Mo's voice of rage fell from the sky, which almost made the hearts of all the players sink in an instant.

"Your guild, I want to exterminate it with my own hands. From now on, your names will no longer exist in the legendary world of Kalando. If one of the 6 people escapes today, I will withdraw from the legend of Kalanduo!"! .