My players are so cruel

Chapter 117 [Thousand-blade Warlord] (3000th more [-] words! Thanks to the rudder master Yunshan Qingxing!)
Eleven Lang's face was also a little uncomfortable.

So embarrassing.

Looking at the mass burial with one arm and knife in front of him, he felt ecstatic.

It seems that this time I really caught a big fish.

But, what should we do with this ghost general who surrendered.

He asked tentatively,

"I'll clean up those skeleton soldiers behind you, don't you have any objections?"

The mass burial saw that the human general really didn't do anything, so he quickly agreed.

"These are the lowest-level remodeling ghosts. If you are interested, general, you can take away all their ghost sources."

Eleven Lang signaled his men to continue cleaning up the battlefield.

Every time I saw these human soldiers cut down with a knife, the skeletons that fell on the ground would disintegrate in an instant, and the mass burial would make my heart tremble.

No wonder they say that the human race is particularly terrifying.

According to this method of death, there is no chance of returning to the tribal soul fire altar.

Just when Eleven Lang was hesitating about how to deal with the mass burial, a system prompt popped up, and he suddenly smiled.

"Player Eleven Lang triggers the main task [Ghost Clan Doubtful Clouds], and delivers the contract of ten thousand races to the Evil Spirit Tribe - Mass Burial. After signing, you will get [Universal Nameplate]*1."

[Universal nameplate]: It can be exchanged for any nameplate with collection characters.

Remarks: Sorry, I am the nemesis of chance!
Eleven Lang suddenly had the feeling of seeing the bright moon through the clouds and mists.

God!

There is such a thing as universal blessing!

My [Thousand Blades Warrior] is finally coming!
At this time, an ancient parchment scroll appeared in Shishilang's luggage.

He immediately took it out, looking at the mass-buried skeleton as if he was looking at a beautiful woman.

"Sign it! Hurry up!"

After seeing the parchment, Mass Burial was extremely shocked.

There is even a ten thousand race contract?
This is an ancient contract, and it doesn't cost anything in itself.

But contract templates and special textures are largely lost.

The secrets of ancient times are basically in the hands of the six royal families.

The mass burial is sure that there is no evil spirit tribe, but this legend is basically known to all tribes.

The background of this human race has reached this point.

The contract of ten thousand races has been floating in front of mass burials,
Facing Shi Shilang's scorching gaze, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and sign.

The moment the contract is signed,

The one-armed mass burial immediately disappeared in place.

Eleven Lang and others have already seen it.

Surrendered, it was recycled by the system.

Maybe I can say hello to this coquettish one-armed mass burial brother in the capital in the future.

"Your main task [Ghost Race Doubtful Clouds] has been completed, and you will get the reward [Universal Nameplate]*1!"

A cyan nameplate lying quietly in Eleven Lang's luggage did not display any of the eight characters, but a smiling face of a little fat dragon.

After looking through it carefully and confirming that the function of the [Universal Nameplate] is exactly the same as that introduced just now, Eleven Lang laughed wildly.

"It's finally here! Heaven! Earth! Dog Planner, you finally opened your eyes!"

The [disciple] members behind him were also very excited.

Unexpectedly, the obsessive-compulsive disorder of the president of his own family really got all the nameplates for him.

That is the only set of [Thousand Blades Warrior] so far!

Up to now, no one has collected all the nameplates, which is enough to show the abnormality of this activity.

Most players even lacked two or three, so they basically exchanged them directly.

"People", "family", "return", "come", "step", "ping", "ghost", "domain", any one of the eight characters can be exchanged for experience points.

If you gather all the "Return of the Human Race" or "Travel the Ghostland", you can exchange for a 30-day purple costume.

If you collect any 7 characters, you will be able to exchange for a permanent purple costume like disciple Xiaoxiao.

Disciple-Xiaoxiao had already made up all the fish that slipped through the net at this time, put away the dagger and walked to Shishilang's side.

"Master President, you finally got your wish, why don't you hurry up and exchange it?"

The [disciple] players behind him also urged,
"Brother Eleven may have been so excited that his nerves fluctuated too much, and he was stimulated to go offline."

"Don't be silly, you said that other games are still possible. I have never seen any "Terran" player who can go offline like this."

"Hurry up on Eleventh, otherwise if someone else comes out with this thing, it won't be the first set for the whole server."

The awakened Eleven Lang hastily exchanged the [Universal Nameplate] for the word "domain".

When the eight nameplates appeared in Shishilang's luggage at the same time, a system prompt popped up directly.

"Player Eleven Lang, you have collected all the activity nameplates, do you want to exchange them for [Thousand Blades Warrior]?"

Eleven Lang excitedly chose to confirm.

His eight nameplates flew out directly from the space of his luggage, connected end to end, forming a golden halo in the air.

In the end, they shone with dazzling light and merged together!
In the light, an ancient character can be vaguely seen.

On the left half is a single with horns, and on the right is a character Ge.

It is the Xiaozhuan of Daqin.

"war!"

The human race descended and trampled the ghost realm.

mix together,
That is war!

Then it turned into a ball of brilliance and flew into Shishilang's luggage.

It is a complete set of [Thousand Blades Warrior]!
[Disciples] players were dumbfounded.

I am a gangster and leaned over to Eleven Lang and asked,
"Brother Eleven, what was that just now?"

Eleven Lang's excited expression froze suddenly, and then he said calmly,
"It should be Shan Ge."

I'm a stickman with a very puzzled face.

"What could this mean?"

Eleven Lang's face sank and he didn't speak.

However, I seem to have not noticed this at all, and continued to ask with my head tilted,

"Why is this?"

Eleven Lang kicked him away with one kick.

"Fuck, [-] whys, freak curious baby, you!"

If this guy wasn't the younger brother of his neighbor's husband, Eleven Lang wouldn't bother to care about him.

Thinking of his neighbor Xiaoli, Shi Shilang's mind suddenly became hot.

Her husband seems to be on a business trip again this week!
Under the urging of everyone, Eleven Lang directly put on the whole set of [Thousand Blades Warrior].

"Congratulations to player Eleven Lang for obtaining the purple permanent costume [Thousand Blade Warrior - Headgear]."

"Congratulations to the player Eleven Lang for obtaining the permanent purple costume [Thousand Blade Warrior-Coat]."

"Congratulations to player Eleven Lang for obtaining the purple permanent costume [Thousand Blade Warrior-pants]."

Three system announcements sounded, and No. 1 in the fashion ranking gave way in an instant.

Eleven Lang's name is at the top of the list!

[Thousand Blades Warrior - Headgear]:
Attributes: Strength +15, Defense +15, Intelligence +15, Health +150
Introduction: One of the components of the headgear, coat, and pants in the Thousand Blade Warlord suit.

After forming a suit, you can get the suit effect: HP +500.

Prescription: permanent.

[Warrior of Thousand Blades - Coat]:
Attributes: Strength +15, Defense +15, Intelligence +15, Health +150
【Warrior of a Thousand Blades-Pants】

Attributes: Strength +15, Defense +15, Intelligence +15, Health +150
There is also a line of small words below the fashion interface of Eleven Lang:
(Suit attribute activated: life value +500).

The attributes of fashion are the same, and it is more dominant in the early stage, which fully boosted his blood volume by nearly a thousand.

The most important thing is that this whole outfit looks domineering when worn out!

When everyone saw Eleven Lang who had activated the fashion, their eyes turned green.

Armor with bone blades turned outward, headgear like a hell devil,

Those who didn't know thought it was a small personal boss,

What's even more exaggerated is that there is actually a purple glare floating up and down all over his body!
After the screenshot was sent to the forum,

Was it immediately rated as the most coquettish fashion in "Human Race"? No one.

After enjoying himself, Eleven Lang frowned,

It's boring to just listen to people in your own guild.

These little bastards often brag about me, and they are tired of aesthetics.

No, I have to go to the capital for a couple of horseback rides.

And that one, the base of the dead city also needs to be circled twice.

Eleven Lang thought that he could go back to the city, and his breathing suddenly became short of breath.

To force such a thing,
How can you take your time!
"Transport all territories, Xiaoxiao will take their guild territories to auction for cents!"

"Alas!"

That's the equipment and materials for a skeleton army with thousands of people!
A blue light floats up,

[Disciple] players all used the [Territory Teleportation] skill, and all were gone.

Not long after,

The deafening sound of horseshoes suddenly came from the distant black mist.

The ones who took the lead were Ghost Leopard and an evil general who looked very similar to You Miya Kuang.

Followed by two thousand elite cavalry from the Evil Spirit Tribe,

Bone wolves, lizards, ghost horses, carrion tigers, there are many kinds but very neat.

Looking at the empty plain, Guibao froze for a moment and immediately cried out,

"Master You Milie, I just said that the human race is too insignificant!

They actually sent tens of thousands of troops to attack our Twelfth Army Corps and bully our old, weak, sick and disabled! "

You Milie was still a little skeptical at first, but when he saw the clean battlefield, he immediately became [-]% convinced.

"Damn the human race, someone must have tipped off our whereabouts. I will go back and inform my brother."

Ghost Leopard said in grief and indignation,
"Yes, there must be spies from the four major tribes!
Otherwise, my Twelfth Legion would not have been wiped out so easily!
If I hadn't fought hard and beheaded several of their generals, I wouldn't have been able to escape! "

Hearing Guibao's resolute tone, You Milie also became manic.

"shut up!"

Ghost Leopard's voice suddenly became quieter, but he still gritted his teeth.

"General, please give me five hundred elite ghost soldiers, and I will avenge the Twelfth Legion!"

Seeing You Mikuang's hesitant look, Guibao's eyes lingered with sadness.

"The old skeleton is so old, they don't let it go, they are simply beasts!

It's a pity that I, Guibao, have no power or power, so I can't avenge you. "

You Milie was still thinking about the spies, but was so annoyed by Guibao's noise that he smashed the sledgehammer on the ground.

"The Seventh Pioneer Battalion is yours."

With the general's order, five hundred evil spirits and elite ghost soldiers riding heavy armor and bone horses suddenly raised their heads.

The soul fire ignited in a pair of empty holes, and all the members immediately marched out from the huge battle formation.

The momentum was so strong, as if he had just returned from killing in hell.

"Find the place where the human race is stationed and wipe out all their peripheral forces, that's the answer to the sixth prince.

Let other tribes do the attack on the Terran resident, and don't waste my evil spirit elite. "

The howling of Guibao stopped abruptly, and immediately lowered its head, and knelt down on one knee towards You Milie.

"Thank you, General!"

He was ecstatic.

Just now I just wanted to save my life, so I ran away like this, but now I was promoted.

At this moment, Guibao lowered his head, his facial expression was very rich.

The human race is still strong, there is not a single survivor left!

If the disciple Shi Shilang saw this scene, he would definitely feel sincerely moved.

This evil spirit tribe came out of the cannon fodder army,
They are all fucking talents!

(End of this chapter)