I Captivate the Player

The old orc holding a big black sword just stood there, and his aura was sublimated in a strange way!

"bring it on."

The old orc holding the sword in both hands stepped forward with his right foot, leaned forward, and floated in with one step. The big sword made a high-level flat cut head-on. This move often appears in Japanese swordsmanship on the earth. In the process, the swordsman is in a "harmless" state, and the time to actually draw the sword is to make it difficult for the enemy to react.

The "Black Singer" could only instinctively raise his hands to block, but his hands were directly cut by the sword. However, the pain disappeared instantly, so he didn't instinctively let go of the weapon.

For the old orc, this move was just a test. In a magical world with a lot of strange superpowers, it is very irrational to go all out at the beginning. He has experienced many battles and naturally knows this well.

So after a successful blow, he quickly backed away, without any intention of chasing after him, and stood there to continue observing.

The old orc immediately realized that something was wrong with the enemy in front of him. If it was a normal person, the weapon would fall off if his hands were chopped off, but this person didn't.

"Blood......"

He took a look and found that the other party was not bleeding.

Really a very strange guy, are you really human?Not only did it smell wrong, but there was no blood.

"Crap!"

The "Black Singer" was very upset, and even hit a hammer. He was the one who was frustrated in several confrontations, and the opponent finally came over, but now he retreated.

The distance that the old orc kept made him feel very embarrassed. It happened that he was not very good at attacking, but the opponent could cut to his position with a step forward.

He tried his best to keep himself calm, put on a defensive posture, and prepared to defend the opponent's next blow.

"Black Singer" knows that he will definitely lose, but he shouldn't be afraid of failure when playing hardcore games, as long as he can successfully injure the opponent once today, that's fine!

"Go on, I'll be able to handle it this time!"

"Black Singer" waited for the opponent's further slash with a serious expression. As long as the old orc approached again, he would rush to the opponent's body even if he was desperate...

Suddenly he saw that the old orc smiled.

Are you laughing at the loopholes in the defensive posture you learned from the game?

Or are you laughing at something else?

The black sword in the old orc's hand gradually glowed with a strange black light. He swiped the sword in the posture of hitting a golf ball, and a black arc of light shot out from the blade.

"Damn it...I still block a hammer!"

The "Black Singer" was stunned on the spot. He was directly decapitated by the pitch-black sword light. The head that fell on the ground rolled a few times, and the body fell to the ground. The old orc walked over calmly. He was ready to join the battlefield to slaughter other "humans".

Just when he walked to the corpse of "Black Singer", suddenly, "Black Singer" stood up!He grabbed the black knife and stabbed at the old orc!

The old orc dodged subconsciously, but his shoulder was still cut open with a huge wound, blood spattered everywhere, he roared in shock and pain.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Unexpectedly!

Who said that if I don't have a head, I can't chop people off?

It's a pity that it was cut crooked.

Then the entire body of "Black Singer" was smashed by the black sword, and the magic core was completely destroyed.

After the battle was completely over, the old orc squatted down peacefully next to the corpse of the "Black Singer", and reached out to pick out the fragments of the low-level magic crystal from a pile of rags.

"magic......"

......

"Ah, death is back."

The players of the Silver Blade in the outpost gathered together, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and suddenly felt a strange sense of relief.

"Just now I chopped off the head of an orc cavalry with my own hands. Although I was also blown up by the spear, this battle was really exciting."

Everyone chatted and laughed, and the pressure of the past few days was relieved.

The "veteran" did not give them a chance to breathe. Although he did not take the Silver Blade as a professional team requirement, he still hoped that everyone would work harder.

Just a little.

"Everyone go offline to rest for a while, and then summarize it yourself. Just like I said, watch the video and analyze the enemy's combat patterns and weaknesses. Tomorrow everyone must submit a personal summary, no less than a thousand words, Those who do not submit or write indiscriminately will be lowered in rank and deducted points."

"Oh, got it..."

Silver Blade's internal distribution of materials will adopt a rank and points model from now on. Generally, the order is given priority, but people with different ranks can also use the points to bid for the second time.

"Black Singer" and "Veteran" are in the first place. One of them is the strongest duel, and the other is the commander of the team. Although "Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes" is also one of the leaders of Silver Blade, But his various performances are solid, so the pick is not very high.

"Oh, by the way, today is already Friday, right?"

The "veteran" thought for a while and said, "Everyone should go online early tomorrow. We haven't played Sandro fifteen times this week. Let's hurry up and beat Sandro hard."

"it is good!"

"Haha, Sandro, here we go again, hehehe."

"I'm falling in love with little Luoluo now!"

When everyone thinks of orcs and snow, Sandro is really a lot more amiable!

"It's a pity that the prisoner, oh, the wounded were not brought back, and all the equipment was lost."