We Are Gamers

The mood and fighting spirit that had been brewing for more than ten seconds just reached the highest point.

It's not her name!

"why!"

"Obviously it should be my turn according to the order!"

"And what's the matter with the previous dialogue, no matter how you listen to it, it's implying me! Why did it become the chief's name when it came to the name!"

Phyllis blushed, angry and ashamed, rubbing her sharp canine teeth.

Bai Ge looked at Phyllis who was in a state of madness, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"You laughed, you absolutely laughed at me just now!"

The eldest lady, who fell into a state of impotent rage, put the target of her anger on Bai Ge, who was the closest.

"I think of happy things."

Bai Ge coughed softly: "Okay, to be serious, why did you change from the finale stage to the main stage stage when you were so good? Does the church organizer also have such negligence?"

"That's not clear, maybe the order doesn't matter."

Phyllis said uncertainly.

"The challenge of the strongest swordsman is the most appropriate at the end."

"Putting you, a rookie who has been defeated and fought many times, at the penultimate place is most likely to set off the undefeated Miss Aurora."

"Don't stare at me, staring your eyeballs into a mentally retarded goddess will not change the facts, but the result of such hasty tampering will inevitably lead to a wrong order. To be fair...I think there is a conspiracy here."

Bai Ge touched his chin: "But I can't think of any conspiracy yet."

He lied, and it was impossible not to detect it.

This is too obvious, obviously to match the opening time of the sanctuary.

It doesn't make sense to just realize it, Phyllis has to participate in this sacred martial arts performance, she can't give up the competition.

Since it is impossible to abandon the game, everything has to be done according to the routine designed by the opponent, which is a method of scheming after all.

Bai Ge's psychological pressure is still very small, because it is impossible for the Mad Hatter to do nothing. If Phyllis is in danger, it is not herself but the other party who should be nervous, because in this way, the outcome of the game cannot be decided.

In other words, Bai Ge only needs to guard against the Mad Hatter, not the last assassin's assassination of Felice; and the Mad Hatter must guard against the last assassin, because he must ensure that he can kill Fei before everyone else. Liz.

Logically, it might be a little complicated.

It is the best choice for Bai Ge to do nothing, he has the right to strike later.

The Mad Hatter does not, he has already fallen into a passive situation, and must turn the customer into the main to ensure the initiative.

Next, it's time to see which of these two people sang a good show.

Even if they just pretend to be against each other and really form an alliance, I also have countermeasures.

Bai Ge threw a red bottle to Phyllis.

It has been tested once before. As long as the player's equipment is not soul bound, any NPC in the game space can use it.

This is true for equipment, as well as potions and supplies.

"what is this?"

Phyllis tilted her head and looked at the crystal liquid in it: "It looks like blood."

"You are a vampire. Drinking blood can supplement your nutrition. It has been proven before." Bai Ge continued: "This blood bottle is an insurance policy. When you feel that it is not enough, you will definitely die. You will be killed by a shark in three seconds. Just open it and drink it."

"Hmm... what kind of blood is this?" Phyllis wanted to open it and smell it.

"This is the blood of a large reptile." Bai Ge said: "Even if it is diluted, it is still dangerous. For ordinary people, it is a highly toxic substance that can be infected by touching it. I don't know the effect on you. .”

"...Then you still let me drink?"

"So it can only be used as a trump card. You are really dying. Do you mind how to die?" Bai Ge said bluntly: "Even if you are really poisoned to death, it will be considered dead by my hands. At least I will not kill you." deficit."

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Three minutes ago, another player channel entrance.

The Mad Hatter stood behind Shirley, looking at the swordsman.

"Actually, follow my steps, which will benefit you and not harm you."

"Pros and cons, I don't care about it for a long time, the important thing is not these."

Shirley's tone was cold: "I just want to destroy the organization, that's all, I don't even fully trust you."

"It doesn't matter whether you believe me or not."

The Mad Hatter said: "Our purpose is the same, but have you considered the consequences of your reckless actions?"

"I have practiced sword since I was a child, how can I spare my life today?"

Xue Li grasped the weapon: "Revenge is my only purpose, but it's a pity I couldn't kill Qin Jiu with my own hands."

"Forget it, please do yourself."

The Mad Hatter turned around and drifted away like a ghost: "If you don't die, let us meet again in Sanctuary."

Shirley ignored the Mad Hatter going away. She heard the cheers and stepped into the arena illuminated by the fire.

……

The performance of martial arts has begun, and the position of the archbishop is not vacant in the seat of the church.

And the newly elected acting archbishop to assume a series of major responsibilities.

"Shirley Aurora, this strength is enough to leave a strong mark in the sanctuary."

The acting bishop lowered his eyes and muttered, "That's not the point. The Templars were arranged to guard in advance, and everything is being carried out according to your lord's orders. If that stupid assassin really comes to attack, you will be hard to fly..."

The strength of the Templar Knights is carefully selected and powerful. In order to maintain the rule of the church, force is necessary. Although the number does not exceed one hundred, these one hundred are enough to suppress [-]% of the noble rebellion.

The reason why the previous archbishop was killed was also to take over this part of the power logically.

And the position of acting bishop had been decided fifty years ago.

... Fifty years ago, I was just a beggar on the street.

...Fifty years later, I have already sat at the top of the entire Cradle City.

...Yes, everything is being carried out according to the plan, and there will be no mistakes. The lord has arranged everything, and the holy day tonight is the same as it has been in the past eight hundred years. Nothing will change.

As the acting bishop thought so proudly, he heard cheers from below.

The crowd applauded thunderously, and Shirley Aurora used her gorgeous sword skills to deal with the heroic warriors, showing her tyrannical strength.

He purposely did not applaud, and the pattering applause of the surrounding church members soon stopped.

Only then did the acting bishop smile in satisfaction, and stood up to applaud. At this time, loud applause came from the seats of the congregation.

There was thunderous applause, and the expression of the acting bishop finally became a little dignified. At this time, there was less than a quarter of an hour before the opening of the sanctuary.

He raised his hand: "Get ready for the next martial arts performance..."

……

"Finally, it's my turn."

After several ups and downs, Phyllis's mood has become extremely stable.

Even though Zhuyu was in the front, she still maintained a stable expression after witnessing Chief Aurora's more gorgeous sword dance.

She slapped her cheek hard, and the crisp tingling dispelled all the extra thoughts.

"I'm on the field!"

Phyllis showed a strong and confident expression.

"Go, I'll keep an eye on you."

Bai Ge's answer is also reassuring.

After the opening introduction, there was a patter of applause, not Wan Lei's cheers, but boos and boos.

Phyllis's heart was extremely peaceful, she stepped onto the arena, blocking out all the sound.

Facing the Heroic Warrior who was forming in front of her, she drew out her weapon from its sheath.

【start】!

At the beginning of the performance, the heroic warrior appeared in human form, which seemed to be a man of Gundam.

Wearing a cloak, with a noble and elegant temperament, and an extremely long cross sword in his hand.

This is a heroic warrior who has never appeared before.

The warriors are not superficial characters, they have left imprints of power in the arena and sanctuary in the past history, and it is possible to summon the fragments of their power.

In Bai Ge's view, this formed white outline fits his definition of a vampire in Western fantasy literature, that is, 'Count Dracula', but his appearance is younger, as tall as an elegant nobleman.

Blood Sorrow? This is... Vampires will summon vampires, which is expected, but it is clearly the Cradle City, the last bastion of mankind, why does it leave the imprint of the blood race?

Bai Ge couldn't figure it out, he noticed Phyllis's expression, but she didn't think about anything at all.

That's right, she just needs to think about how to win.

And the method of victory, Bai Ge, has been given to her.

On the arena, Phyllis took a deep breath and stared at her opponent, knowing what she knew.

The opponent is very strong, and I can feel it. This magic power is the same as my own. Sure enough, there were blood races in the Cradle City in the past, but this is irrelevant. The important thing is the tactics, which is the means of victory.

She remembered Baige's teachings.

...Believe in your intuition and vision, compare the strength of the enemy and yourself, just like a thin child can't win against a strong macho in terms of strength, speed, and physical fitness. What should you do at this time?

... Take out the gun!Adults eat poop!

...you think this is unreasonable, don't you?Because performing martial arts is not allowed to wear other weapons, but in fact the principle is the same, just as guns are stronger than flesh and blood, pure violence is stronger than all the bells and whistles... hit the highest damage in the shortest time, three moves or even one move, all So, if the opponent doesn't fall, you will fall, which is also a means of victory.

... imagine your sword as a Zidan, not... as a missile, or even a nuclear bomb.

... Refining magic power, killing with one move!

Phyllis raised the blade as he said, her blood is the magic power, and her breath can refine the magic power, the magic power circulating in the body is wrapped around the blade, rolling up the storm, calling out the shattered red light wheel .