Gamers of the Underworld

Because of Morgan's words, the atmosphere in the entire conference hall was solidified, and the face brush of Nicholas sitting in the master's position changed. He looked at Morgan very seriously:

"Wait, Mr. Morgan, this joke is not funny. Are you correcting the line of the drama "King of Kung Fu"?"

"No, actually, before I came, I had already applied for a battle between the city and the city of the eternal kingdom dungeon like the Devils Committee. Of course, I also used a little personal connection. I believe that soon after, Sherlock’s adult You will receive a notice from the Devil's Committee and formally authorize the legal compliance of the battle. By the way, I am applying for a death. After I win, I will take away all your wealth and all your children. People, I won't kill them, I will torture them and let them pay for everything they do."

Morgan said evilly.

"I don't understand very well, my people..." But Sherlock frowned. He looked back at the players behind him who couldn't speak because of the pressure:

"What did they do to make you hate them so much? I remember that we were fighting with Samuel. In some ways, we even saved your brother. Andrew should be your brother. According to my investigation, it is such."

"Andrew? He doesn't care what it is, I mean you, Sherlock. I want, you!"

Morgan stood up, he opened his hands and shouted loudly.

The beast pushing the stroller gave a "呜?!" sound, and both hands covered his face, and the turbid pupils exposed from the fingers revealed shock, excitement and anticipation.

"You he……"

The dog looked at Sherlock and then looked at Morgan again, then bowed his head and nodded, followed by:

"Sorry, I will take my little nest away today."

"In order to cause unnecessary misunderstanding, I need to affirm that you should come to the legacy of the great demon Rokilang Kaimi? One thing I have to tell you clearly, even if I am killed, the devil Luo You can't take the legacy of Keelungmi."

Shylock followed closely:

"In addition, since you are betting on everything you want to fight with me, even if the Devils Committee does not approve your application, I will agree with your request for death. My friends and I will The eternal kingdom dungeon is waiting for you to attack! Right, can you tell me the specific figures of your property in advance?"

"Wait, the opposite of Sherlock is the eternal fire dungeon! This thing, let's mediate in the Winter City."

Nicholas said nervously that he was still trying to ease the gunpowder barrel that was about to explode between Sherlock and Morgan, but it was obviously impossible.

"The battle against you will not be the eternal fire underground city, but my own underground city. I have already bought a nearby underground city. I will use that underground city to defeat your eternal kingdom! ”

Morgan stood up and took out two tickets and placed them in front of the tables of Nicholas and Sherlock:

"This is my ticket for tomorrow's performance. I hope that both of you can join, goodbye. See you at the battlefield, Sherlock."

Looking at the back of Morgan's unwelcome departure, Nicholas showed an incredible expression:

"Morgan... I really like the show..."

He then remembered Sherlock, who had fought with Morgan, and he quickly said:

"Sherlock Master, although I know that you and your people are very heroic, but like this fearless casualty or the Devils Committee, the other dungeons and the upper demons will agree with your complaint. A barbaric war should definitely be condemned!"

Nicholas said excitedly, but Sherlock clearly did not agree with his point of view, and Sherlock waved his hand and said:

"Do not worry, Nicholas, our eternal country dungeon will never refuse any challenge. Of course, I also hope that this matter will not involve you and the Winter City, you only need to watch."

"Sherlock Master..."

Nicholas said worriedly, but Sherlock had raised his hand:

"Don't persuade me to find this kind of good thing, I can't refuse it. Just say it, I will go back and prepare for it."

Sherlock finished, with a group of players and dog eggs and Xueba left the living room, leaving only Nicholas standing in a slap in the face.

Good thing?

News about the imminent state of the underground city and Morgan is about to start a war, suddenly detonated the public opinion point in the official forum.

A variety of titles can be seen on the forum:

[The ogre version is not over yet. We haven't even hit the pineapple. Is it necessary to open a new version? 】

[City War System is coming soon! Two underground cities are about to collide! 】

[Vito pig, you envy and hate to watch us crazy to experience new content! 】

[Which is the player of the Victoria camp, I want to make a crazy complaint, everyone go with me to find a customer service black dragon complaint! The queue is up! 】

[As a Victorian player, I just want to say: How to transfer camp? 】

Among these numerous titles, one of the titles was submerged in the wave.

[I am A Fei, the weapon level is 10]

A Fei was lying in the darkness, his nose was even, and his body did not move.

The master of swordsman with a mustache, standing in the darkness, watching A Fei lying on the ground, his heart, there are countless questions that cannot be understood.

Why is this guy named A Fei obviously a severely disabled person, but able to have such a strong will, no matter how hard training he can complete, even if the training causes multiple fractures of the body, he has no feeling, bones Even more than once broke out, it is just magic treatment, and it is carried out more than ten times a day.

That feeling, just like A Fei does not have any feeling at all, but this is impossible. In fact, in the battle between each other, A Fei obviously has a reaction to the weapon, and other perceptions have responded, and this is also A warrior's minimum needs, you don't even know if the weapon has been cut to you, how can you fight?

The general training of **** on earth has made A Fei's skills soaring forward, not afraid of death, not afraid of pain, not afraid of being tired, and even smiling every day. The master of swordsman feels that he has lived for decades, and even raised a feeling of fear of A Fei.

After a short training, the sword master has seen the results. A Fei's combat skills have advanced by leaps and bounds. Now he can even lay down the guards next to him. If you give this A Fei a weapon, you may have died.

Of course, A Fei will certainly be seriously injured.

But this is not important. What is important is that he sees the infinite possibilities of A Fei. In the future, he is very likely to be a leader, famous, and he is his own apprentice!

The master of the beard swordsman quickly calmed down. If he could, he would like to wake up A Fei now and continue to class, but no one can force A Fei to do what he does not want to do. Even he can't do it, he can only wait. He slowly woke up, and now, time is almost there.

A Fei in front of him slowly sat up, just like the time period predicted by the master of swordsmanship.

"The trough, the eternal kingdom is so wonderful, really powerful, I really want to participate in how good I am, when I finish this task, I will kill Arthur!"

A Fei was awkward and stood up, and the master of swordsman had become accustomed to the strange self-talk he often made. He threw a long-prepared sword into the front of A Fei. The sword is open.

"A Fei, you start to change the goal of training today, your goal is only one." The mustache sword master shivered with unstoppable excitement:

"Use all your methods to defeat me!"

Victoria Free City.

Busy camps, already built like decent, individual wood and stone-built houses, lined up along the sides of a strip of road.

Most of the players are a little obsessive-compulsive, and with the daily patrols of the three hamsters, it is a bit difficult for the players' buildings to violate the rules.

The camp of 5,000 people, after more than a month of development, most of the players have relied on their hard-working hands and used their own houses.

Unlike the eternal kingdom dungeons that are active on the ground, Victoria's players are mostly able to use the land. Now, basically a small house of tens of square meters, and can be expanded in the future, and the eternal country underground The city's residence is not so loose, which is probably a welfare for Victorian players.

On the outskirts of the camp, Edward, the scissorsman, is trying to lower his body, hiding in the woods, and nervously observing everything in front of him.

Scissor hand Edward, has never been worried about the fact that the forest will be cut down that day, not because of environmental protection, but because of fear that there is no forest to cover itself.

It’s not just him who is worried about this. In the field of vision, an elf with no green characters on his head is scolding a group of players who cut trees. It seems that because of the players, the extent of felling trees exceeds the original limit. Then led the players and went to other logging areas.

But these are not the focus of Edwardian observation. His focus is on recording Victoria's map!

In these few months, the scissors hand Edward, is not without the slightest movement, from where to eat, from where to take back! This is his creed!

(Second, ask for a ticket!)

(py: "The most powerful of the days" is 2.39 million words, you can watch it!)