Origin Player

Royal Opera.

Hundreds of players gathered together. This is a rare event. Even if the identity of the player is ignored, the number of silver souls gather together, which is enough to make many low -level world be vigilant.

In the luxury conference hall.

Mr. Yan, Terminator, and Kuaidi Demon Kitchen three -legged, each behind him had several peak adventure groups of silver.

Terminator looks like a smooth and flat sculpture. The whole body is composed of cell -level micro -robots. It is difficult for ordinary silver to kill it effectively.

Through perfect -level skills, resonance, perfect skills, guidance, perfect skills, and combination of combination, terminator can mobilize the power of cell robots 120 %, resulting in a powerful and violent blow.

However, the three skills cannot be truly integrated, making the terminal's level away from the level of the "survivor", which has always worsened.

In the low -end period, the combination of skills can derive the core ability with higher quality. This is because the skills of this period itself have huge defects. The combination alone is sufficient to change. It is said that in the table, involving an extraordinary factor level, the welfare of the concentration of the concentration of the trains has disappeared, and players need to work hard to iterate their own ability.

For the Terminator, if you can promote high gold in the future, then your three perfect core skills will face elimination. Most players have to consider and face issues.

If you can't keep up with the times, everyone will be embarrassed.

In the new era, there is no room for the old soul.

"I proposed to launch a BOSS battle to the powers." Terminator said: "If you don't advance, you will die. There is no way to retreat."

Quick -knife Demon Kitchen wore a senior chef, cut the food with a knife and fork slowly. He tasted a sip of the devil's small waist and said leisurely:

"Why can't we negotiate? We are traveling in a small half of our dusk players. The others are either a photographer painter or a busy fitness chess, 360 lines, traveling out of the champion, and facing such a difficult opponent. Do you use force to solve the problem? "?

Mr. Yan coughed twice, reaching out to stop the endowner on the edge of anger, and said with a complex face: "Our sentient beings and the final punishment are almost scratching. Don't stand and have back pain."

Among the four major camps, all beings and the final style are biased towards bloody evolution, but the dusk is extremely mild. Like a cultural artist in a group of thugs, the task content is often decrypted, treasure hunt, business, investigation, etc.

As for the origin, it is full of high -level styles. For players, players have always played and played. If they do n’t play, they will go to leisure. The task will not attract the direction.

Quick -knife magic kitchen was full of drinking and drinking, wiping my mouth: "I still tend to solve the problem with negotiation. Only, but the future is bright. "

Mr. Yan said angrily: "The problem now is that the other party refuses to let us go! The archives glory adventure group is almost overwhelming, and the investigation team has no feedback for more than half a minute. Maybe someone will kill the next second! "

The words have just fallen.

A dying frog appeared on the long table of the talks as Bai Yan appeared, and the bloody spear penetrated it and wiped out all the information.

The blood shadow flickered, and the powers came here.

Jiang He didn't know that the enemy was meeting, but the speed of everyone present made him react.

Expand the simple field, shrouded in half of the opera house.

The gray, bright red, golden, green, green, and dark color flowing around the two rising real sun, and then exploded violently without hesitation.

Double -five -colored sun flowing fire.

The horror sea that contains a variety of energy properties is wrapped in a violent impact, and it is surging around the surroundings. The long table is reduced to powder. The floor and walls are broken. disappear.

The eyes were full of flames and smoke, and a sudden attack killed dozens of players. The survivors all faced their skill defense, magic shield, Zhenyuan guard, heroic guardians, demon summoning, technology cover, etc. The means are strange, and the power of explosion has weakened.

The Terminator turned into a group of silver fog backwards, and the body shape changed from the original strong man sculpture to a semi -high -high slim doll. Stick your face impact.

"Who's inner ghosts!" The chef of Kua Dao was angry, and the perfect defense props in front of him -Wei Guo was almost broken.

For an excellent chef, the importance of the portable treasure pot is self -evident. He can't wait to desperate with someone, but he wants to tear the inner ghost with the road. There are more than enough.

Jiang He glanced around at the fastest speed. Pure white eyes made a panoramic view of the number. More than 400 silver players, the quantitative change caused qualitative changes, which is also very threatening to the powers.

"Let's talk about it first."

Jiang He raised the Longhen Dragon Spear, the simple domain converged and covered it, the five-color fire spread over it, the dark blue thunder lit up the arc, the dark red gun light of the Forty-Eight Wolf Smoke Spear gathered at the top, a fist-sized true sun rose, the perfect-level extraordinary burst started, the perfect-level fatal blow was launched, and the transformation energy was lingering.

All the fighting power was at its peak.

When the long spear in its complete state was raised, all the players present felt a real premonition of death. The ruins of the opera house were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and all you could see were statues standing still. With this shot, whoever took it would die, and who would go to the end at this moment, all depended on the thoughts of the great powers.

"Witness of fate."

"Whoever holds this spear will swear victory."

Double fate, swear victory spear.

The Longhen Dragon Spear shot out with lightning, as if even the space was shaking, and the death judgment hanging over everyone's head was finalized, only Mr. Yan cursed.

"Did I offend you in my last life!?"

Mr. Yan's face was pale, with anger and fear alternating. He turned into white smoke at the fastest speed in his life, dashing left and right, his speed was no less than that of the silver peak who specialized in speed, and his trajectory was even more unpredictable.

Unfortunately, the destined death was inevitable.

In full view of the public, Mr. Yan, who was dodging back and forth, actually ran into the silver gun light as if he was actively approaching, and was instantly nailed to the ground. In an instant, the ground around the opera house shook, and a deep pit with a radius of 100 meters seemed to swallow everything. Thick smoke and dust rushed straight into the sky, and the walls and buildings collapsed.

The players fled in all directions. The Terminator and the Quick Knife Demon Chef had long disappeared. The enemy caught them off guard. The ability to hit and kill was extremely foul. Before finding a way to deal with it, no one wanted to be the first to die.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

Jiang He switched places with the blood shadow on the Longhen Dragon Spear, stretched out his hand to grasp the spear body, and the gray eight-legged warhorse materialized.

Dongdongdong!

Gray streams of light were wantonly crisscrossing the broken streets, and silver arcs seemed to be everywhere. Players were caught up and killed instantly. The various skills to fight back seemed weak and powerless. After one shot, a dozen or so blessings made people groan, and hundreds of corpses fell to the ground one after another.

The pursuit was barely stopped until most of the prey sneaked into the night.

Jiang He reined in his horse and looked back. The silver spear was dripping with blood. He stuck the scarlet cards together, and the total number came to 320.

End Battlefield: 155

All Beings Battlefield: 160

Dusk Battlefield: 790

Origin Battlefield: 4

"Ah?"

Jiang He glanced at the origin prompt, and was stunned when he saw the remaining number of people in the Dusk Battlefield. He took another look and it was indeed 790 people.

"You didn't even come to the meeting, are you just wasting your time?"

...

"Who doesn't want to live a good life? He forced me to have no choice!"

In the safe house of the Dusk Camp, the Quick Knife Demon Chef angrily hammered the table a few times. The palpitation of escaping death by chance had not yet dissipated. That guy was simply going to kill everyone.

On the other side, the Terminator said: "Mr. Yan died, and you and I will follow sooner or later. I can disperse the cell robot into several bodies, which may be able to restrain that shot, but we are not safe now."

Fast Knife Demon Chef frowned: "You mean, find the demon Moses to cooperate?"

Terminator nodded: "He is now the Prime Minister, in charge of the garrison of the Fog City and the King's Sword Extraordinary Organization. The devil hopes to destroy the child of destiny. The premise of destruction is to find him. From this point of view, we can cooperate with the demon camp in the short term."

Fast Knife Demon Chef whispered: "The news has spread. The Thames River burst its banks tonight and now flooded more than a dozen streets around. Moses may not be able to sit on the position of Prime Minister."

Terminator frowned: "The king can suppress Moses? Why? The entire King's Sword is only three silvers."

In the safe house, more than a dozen senior players of the End Camp were also puzzled. A large number of demons disguised as humans held important positions and almost controlled every aspect of the Fog City. The king should have become a puppet long ago.

The fast knife devil chef hesitated for a while and revealed a heavy news.

"The royal family has one of the most outstanding creatures in the extraordinary history of this world. The sleeping King Arthur is either a master of unique skills or a great power. It is more likely to be the latter. He is the pinnacle and representative of the knight culture of this world. It is rumored that he has an alchemy body, a knight body, a dragon body, and two holy swords."

The terminator looked back at an old man, and his attitude became unusually gentle. The other party was an alchemist and had a pivotal position in the adventure group. If it was replaced by an alchemist master, even the golden-level adventure group would be willing to pay a high price to recruit him.

The old alchemist said: "The most important thing about alchemy is the symbol. King Arthur is the knight king. The world is full of knight culture. His strength can be imagined. The demons want to replace the glory of the knight with the power of the contract. They basically want the knight king to die in his sleep. After all, he can live to this day, which is inseparable from the contributions of countless knights."

"Great powers against great powers, we can fight." The terminator nodded, and finally there was some hope.

"The most urgent task is to find the core of the world. We have already lost the initiative in the matter of the Child of Destiny, and we must not fall behind again," said the Quick Knife Magic Chef. "I will mobilize the Dusk players to search for it with all their strength. Fighting against the devil is everyone's responsibility."