I Captivate the Player

"Sand Lori!"

"Sandro, I'm here."

"Sandro, hahahaha!"

"Sandro, are you okay?"

"Sandro, can you find me?"

A strange scene happened, the voice of "Black Singer" appeared in all directions, as if he was everywhere, the Nightmare Dragon turned his head several times in confusion, unable to understand what was going on.

It can only be destroyed one by one, and as a result, the players killed each time are not "Black Singer" and Anna, but other people from Silver Blade.

"What the hell are you doing?"

In fact, the "Black Singer" at this time was under the cover of the building near the place where he swooped just now, and he lay motionless hugging Anna, but these mocking voices were indeed made by him.

But why is the sound coming from other players?

The answer is... team voice broadcast!

The real game is never about the crushing of attributes, but the operation of people, the IQ of the player, the game of psychology, and the thoroughness of the rules.

"Sandro! Here I am!"

Dozens of voices sounded together.

The Nightmare Dragon fell into hysterical madness. It began to wreak havoc. Suddenly, a crossbow arrow hit its scales and bounced off. Although it failed to cause any damage, it made it even more angry.

It turned its head and saw that a dozen new players rushed in at the gate of the castle.

"Hmph, are these your reinforcements? There are only so few people, hahaha, you all look down on me too much."

Hundreds of players popped out of the node.

"Uh." Sandro didn't want to talk anymore.

"Fuck! It's a dragon!"

The first time the players saw Sandro's transformation into the Nightmare Dragon, they were all excited.

"Do it!"

"How to divide dragon whip, dragon blood, dragon meat, dragon claws, dragon teeth, dragon heart and dragon bone?"

"I want it all!"

"From today onwards, I will be a dragon slayer!"

Then, the players saw something that was suspected to be an evil god in the sky.

"Ah, ah, my brain is boiling!"

Soon, the negative emotions were all taken away by Baiyin, and the atmosphere of hundreds of players gathered together immediately became super harmonious.

"Is that thing a background or can it be played?"

"Is it an evil god? It's an evil god!"

"Who's going to bring the fishing boat over here?"

"Let's roll the dice first."

"Uh, can it turn into a beautiful girl? That's the kind, you know."

Sandro was very annoyed that this group of people ignored him. It manipulated the Dragon of Nightmare to take off at a high altitude. The huge movement made the players exclaim and began to take pictures and record videos.

The Nightmare Dragon took a deep breath.

A large number of red cloud waves were sucked into the belly of the giant dragon. Most of the organized players followed the command and dispersed immediately, while many players who joined in the fun did not understand the situation.

The crimson flames swept over, and in an instant, dozens of players were turned into a puddle of mud in the corrosive fire.

"Damn it, fuck it!" The players became annoyed.

A large number of arrows were chaotically shot at the giant dragon in the sky, but they couldn't penetrate the dragon's scales at all. Sandro was extremely proud, and he laughed unscrupulously in the sky.

"It's useless and futile. It's meaningless for you to come any more. The real power is beyond the reach of the ants in their entire lives. Even if they are a little clever and lucky, the end of the ants when they face the dragon is just wandering and fleeing, dying. struggle."

"The mighty power bestowed by the Nightmare King is beyond your power!"

At this moment, an extremely fast arrow mixed with a faint orange light pierced through the scales of the Nightmare Dragon across hundreds of meters and penetrated into the dragon's belly.

"Ahhhh!"

The nightmare dragon in the sky screamed in pain, and the players looked at the archer one after another.

"Shining" held the imitation Mountain King Bow in his hand, standing majestically on the high ground, it was she who just shot the arrow.

"Flash" took a breath, the equipment in her hand was the property of the company, not her own... But it was really exciting to have the opportunity to use such a powerful bow and arrow.

The "veteran" who was lying on the ground with only one eye open decisively sat up and ordered in the team voice.

"The players of Silver Blade come out if they are not dead, and protect the bow of the girl who shoots the arrow."

"Okay, let's protect one more and never let the ADC die!"

"Let's go together!"