Legend of the Giants of the Imperial Palace

With that in mind, El-Melloi II clicked on the battle.

It seems... is that human race again?

At this time, he carefully looked at the other party's ID.

The twentieth generation of Hassan.

hassan huh?

Believe it or not, bring Reynice and her quicksilver maid to kill at that time?

El-Melloi II thought so, while trying to hold back his anger.

As long as you kill the opponent in the game, don't bother with too many.

...Five minutes later, he played GG again.

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El-Melloi II covered his face, pondering why he foolishly used an ult in the second round, but was given the perfect start to prevent the ult by the human race whose ID was the twentieth generation Hassan on the opposite side. blocked.

Seeing that his grandmaster ranked in the top [-], he fell into deep thought, and even felt that he had entered an unknown territory.

Obviously I got a lot of help from the great military adviser, Zhuge Kongming, how could I be beaten like this?

He pondered for a while, if it doesn't work, shouldn't it be enough to avoid his sharpness?

Far away and mysterious... Ahem, there are many powerful military philosophers in the mysterious East, one of which is Sun Tzu, and the other is a modern guy.

That guy once said that if there is no light in the east, there is light in the west, and when it is dark, there is a north in the south.

He plays this game for pleasure, for climbing the ladder, if he can't beat it, can't he still run?

He comforted himself, he won't meet this human race next time, right?

Although StarCraft is already a DEAD GAME, there are still people. You won't encounter this human race three times in a row, right?

El-Melloi II moved the mouse to the battle button, ready to press it.

But he had already heard that this broken game was not only a dead game but also a source of poisonous milk, so he decided to slow down and click again.

Otherwise, I will encounter this broken human race three times in a row...

El-Melloi II found that he was a little embarrassed, and seemed to have no confidence in himself at all.

No, how can you admit cowardice?What he should think is to kill him if he meets that person again.

Just to comfort himself like this, and with a little bit of luck - he probably won't meet this human race again, he clicked the battle button.

However, the id is still him.

What is the situation!

Wei Bo smoked a cigarette tremblingly.

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Shinji, who has been awake for a while, controls a notebook, which is full of strange characters densely.

Shirou gave him a difficult task, that is - to allow Shirou to continue to compete with interstellar players from somewhere in the UK.

"It's really connected." Shirou looked at the id, it was a string of English, and the translation was Iskandar's idiot.

"You two's teacher game id is really interesting." Shirou turned around and looked at Rin and Luvia behind him.

Rin covered her face in embarrassment and turned her eyes away.

Even if she doesn't know much about animation, she fully understands that as a teacher, she is a tsundere!

But no matter what, at least it was connected, which made Shirou couldn't help holding Shenji's hand emotionally.

"Thank you, Matou."

"You're welcome, Emiya."

It has been almost ten seconds since the start.

Shirou choked.

For the game of StarCraft, although for a master, the peasants can win at the beginning, but Shirou knows that this El-Melloi II is a Han Zong player, and he is still in the top [-]. This should not be underestimated by him. Compared with APM Low, yet he seems to have gained some knowledge and power from Zhuge Kongming, a military strategist in ancient times.

Converting to the interstellar language means that the operation is not good, but the understanding is very strong.

All in all, he is a master, a master, a master, except that his hands are a little disabled, his understanding may be better than most professional players.

So Shiro decisively pulled out the peasants, ran to the opposite mining area and photographed two barracks.

Shen Er is also proficient in this game, and he understood the situation in an instant.

"Weimong, you are a bit ruthless. Don't you want to ask the other party to help you? If this trick continues, what if he doesn't do things for you?"

Seeing that the soldiers were built, Shirou decisively pressed the two gods of death to go down.

"Killing him makes it look like I'm serious about confronting him. Otherwise, wouldn't I be looking down on him?" Shirou looked away.

To be honest, it was the first time he had done such a dirty act of zooming in.

A few minutes later, the opponent played GG.