Game of Destiny: This player is different

You don't need to look at the screen, just listen to the voice and you know who it is.

Nigelnos is the most difficult one among the four dragons.

It's not that the opponent is the strongest, but simply has a bad style of behavior.

Some of his practices are unbearable even for Ibek, a bug man.

"Yes, yes, I will accurately convey your orders."

The latter suppressed his inner ecstasy and nodded repeatedly, not daring to slack off.

The call ended, and the cave returned to calm.

Only the humming sound of the breeze echoed in his ears.

Ibek looked at the picture reflected by the crystal ball, and after several seconds, he clenched his fist and waved it gently.

Just now, Nogelnos said it very clearly,

The dragon clan has set up heavy troops in the ice valley, and maybe even he himself will participate in the war.

"In terms of overall military strength, the alien race is not superior, but the high-end combat power is overwhelming.

Even if there are multiple players to help, they can't stop Jackie Chan."

Ibek's eyes flickered,

Just about to convey the order, but suddenly stopped before speaking.

There is a question he has never figured out.

Each individual dragon is powerful and has many dragons in charge.

Why has it been in a stalemate with humans for thousands of years?

It stands to reason that if they were to go out,

they could easily destroy any city on the Edland continent, so there is no need to drag it on until now.

Is there something else going on?

Ibek shook his head to get rid of unnecessary thoughts, stroking the crystal ball with both hands,

consuming a lot of spiritual energy to establish communication with the front line and notify them to retreat immediately.

My main goal is to prevent human troops from reaching the Holy Land.

As for whether the dragons have secrets...I don't care, because there is no benefit in knowing.

"It's really tiring for one person to count multiple times the number of players.

If Hakkar hadn't died, at least he could have helped.

Alas, useless guy."

"I'm useless?"

At dusk on the fifth day, inside the temporary tent.

Fimiros widened his eyes and pointed at himself in surprise.

"Have you played any positive role so far?

Don't mention upgrading Leo on the spot.

I bought all the potions on credit from me. Remember to pay them back later."

Qin Nuo held the cup holder with his thumb and index finger, gently shaking the goblet in his hand,

making the dark red liquid rotate clockwise at a constant speed,

fully contacting the air and slowly releasing the fragrance.

He himself was lying in a lazy chair, his body shaking synchronously with the movement of his wrist,

continuously making creaking, creaking, creaking sounds.

"Is he the prophet? He doesn't look special."

"Aren't all elves handsome men and beautiful women? Why does he look so old?"

"And his clothes are tasteless. He is pretending to be a professional player, right?"

Three dwarf players gathered in a circle,

squatting by the stove to keep warm, looking at Fimiros with squinting eyes,

with a strong sense of contempt in their words.

As members of the GTO organization, they have dealt with elf players a lot.

To be honest,

if the old man in front of them had not had thin ears and facial features with obvious elf characteristics,

they would have definitely kicked him out as a homeless person.

"You!"

The latter was furious and angry for a while.

This is too much.

After all, he is a prophet of the wood elves and has a good status in the tribe.

He has also secretly made friends with many big figures in the city of Lecaster.

How come he has become a small character who is despised and abandoned by everyone?

It is understandable that the dart man has low quality.

After all, you can't expect a guy who fights with fists when you meet him to have high morals.

Why are you three dwarves making a fuss?

What's wrong with my dress? This is called taking advantage of others.

Fimiros took a few deep breaths and

comforted himself to relax and not be too broad-minded.

Before he could catch his breath,

Kelden. Iron Hammer got some beer from somewhere and drank it all up.

After wiping the water stains from the corners of his mouth, he continued:

"Dartman, you asked us to come here today to discuss sending this old man to the Dragon Clan Sanctuary?

I see that he is quite old, but he still doesn't know how to count. He is wandering around in a tattered cloak.

It is freezing cold in the northern ice field. It seems that he can't make it to the destination."

"It is really cold here. The temperature has dropped below zero after only five days of marching."

Yumi. Iron Hammer rubbed his palms,

picked up an iron skewer with dried meat, and slowly smoked it on the stove.

This is not food from the script world, but their own dry food.

The dwarf survival plane is covered with snow all year round, which can be called the winter country in a different time and space,

so the living habits are similar to those of Siberian residents.

Take the dried meat in Yumi's hand for example,

For the purpose of long-term storage, it is hard enough to replace weapons.

When you are ambushed and don't have a weapon, you can throw it as a boomerang.

You can also put it on your chest to block bullets when necessary.

During the battle today,

Yuumi used the hard meat to cut a certain Nono away.The head of the Mu soldier was amazing.

The reason why I didn't take it out before...

Today, there were multiple lower dragons attacking, and the carriages transporting supplies suffered a lot of losses.

The food compensation became tight all of a sudden,

Otherwise, they would not choose to eat hard jerky no matter what.

"Fimilos, you said that the strength of the dragon clan is divided into three levels.

The lower dragon has appeared, and I believe that the middle dragon and Jackie Chan will soon join the battle."

Qin Nuo stopped shaking his wrist, lifted a corner of the hood, and took a sip of the juice in the cup.

He looked like he was tasting 86-year-old wine.

Today, six days have passed since the team set out. I won't say much about the small-scale encounter on the fourth day.

On the fifth day, the official confrontation took place. The two sides were fighting fiercely,

but the alien troops inexplicably gave up their defenses and retreated hastily, as if they would explode on the spot if they stayed for another second.

Not only was the Knights confused, but the commander-in-chief Thor also didn't understand the reason.

Wanting to fight Brother Nian Guangtou,

Knowing that he couldn't win at all, he still resisted for several rounds.

If he hadn't used up all his direct troops and had no cards in hand,

he wouldn't have made multiple strategic shifts and chosen the strategy of exchanging space for time.

Besides, the main task of the player is to follow the expedition team for ten days, and the aliens' actions are simply sending pillows when they are sleepy.

Fortunately, everyone is not stupid. After a short thought, they immediately thought of a possibility.

The aliens are short of troops.

Instead of sending heads in batches, it is better to concentrate superior forces to fight and decide the outcome.

As a result, on the sixth day, the conjecture was verified.

Several black dragons transformed into B52 bombers and used their air superiority to attack at a fixed point.

After focusing on the supply trucks, they flew away immediately without any lingering battle.

The key is that they came in one wave in the morning and another wave at noon.

They showed up on time at mealtime.

Fortunately, after timely adjustments, the two major knight groups set up crossbows in advance.

When the second wave of air strikes came, they responded strongly and successfully shot down multiple black dragons.

Otherwise,

it is estimated that the troops would have to retreat early due to shortage of supplies before reaching the destination.

As for the subsequent treatment of the black dragon corpses, the natives did not eat them and would not eat them.

It is not that they dislike them.

Ordinary people will vomit and have diarrhea, headaches and nausea after eating them, which is simply food poisoning.

Finally, Qin Nuo took the initiative to speak, indicating that he was willing to pay for the corpses.

It was not expensive, 340 gold coins for a black dragon, the price of half a warhorse.

29 heads totaled 9860.

He wrote an IOU in the name of Bishop Taren, indicating that they would be settled together after the war.