Although the players are used to the cells suddenly rushing out of the battlefield to attack the players. But isn't it too coincidental that these tentacles specifically attack players with flags? It doesn't make sense at all! Some people tried to resist, but the final result was that they were ruthlessly strangled by the tentacles. Slowly, the players found that those who were dragged into the soil by the tentacles were not dead. It's just that the flags in their hands were gone. The real purpose of those tentacles was not the flesh and blood of the players, but the flags. "It's really a ghost. This is the first time I have met a monster that doesn't kill people but only wants flags." A player said with a dusty face. The other party just came out of the soil. It got out of the control of the tentacles. There were bruises all over his body, which were left by the previous resistance.

I thought I was dead.

Unexpectedly, the tentacles dragged me into the soil and snatched my flag without any further action.

It was a blessing in disguise.

At least I was still alive.

"Wait, you also had your flag snatched by the tentacles, right?"

At this time, the player saw a player who was also covered in dirt complaining there.

"Are you too?"

"Damn, it's really like this, there are actually tentacle monsters robbing flags, who can I complain to?"

"Isn't this also arranged by the system?" Suddenly a player said.

"To increase our difficulty?"

"Increasing the difficulty, we are about to die!"

"That's right, but if it's not the case, how do you explain this situation?"

"If it's a player from the blood corpse camp, he can just kill the two of us, right?"

"That's right, why?"

For a while, the problem fell into a dead end, and there was no follow-up.

…………

At the same time, Zhang Jun was so surprised that his jaw dropped.

At this moment

Underground, although it is underground, it is brighter than outside.

As if it were daytime, the red flags and blue flags were extremely dazzling.

Zhang Jun couldn't even hold them with one hand.

There are at least a dozen players' camp flags here.

In just a few minutes, Su Bai brought so many flags.

This...

When did the gap between the two sides become so big?

Zhang Jun vaguely remembered that the other party was not a newcomer who had just started playing the game not long ago?

How come in a blink of an eye, the other party has reached the point where he needs to look up to him?

Is the gap between people really so big?

Maybe...

"Sell all these flags. Don't worry about someone robbing them by force. I'll watch with my tentacles on the side!"

"No problem. There is no need to worry about these things."

"It's just that the price may not be as high as before."

This is not that Zhang Jun wants to take part of Su Bai's money privately.

But the players who survived now really don't have that much money.

A flag can only be sold for 50,000 at most.

Compared with Mike's previous price, it is half cheaper.

"Okay, you can do it yourself, but you have to hurry."

Su Bai glanced at the countdown of his destruction device.

There is less than an hour left.

In other words, this place will be completely destroyed in less than an hour.

"Ding ding ding..."

"Little brother, what is this?"

"Bomb?"

Zhang Jun noticed it when Su Bai appeared at the beginning.

The huge metal ball behind Su Bai.

It kept ringing there.

This feeling is like a bomb. Zhang Jun is a soldier and is very sensitive to these things.

Intuition tells Zhang Jun that the thing behind Su Bai is very dangerous.

"It can be regarded as a bomb. You don't need to care what it is. Just stay away from it."

Su Bai said lightly.

There is no intention to explain.

Even if he told Zhang Jun, what would happen?

Even Su Bai himself couldn't destroy this metal ball, and it was very dangerous.

Telling the other party would not have any substantial effect.

It would only add to the trouble.

Zhang Jun nodded, and he probably understood Su Bai's character.

The other party was the kind of person whose actions spoke louder than words.

In other words, he was unwilling to say some useless nonsense.

Since the other party was unwilling to tell him more.

It means that even if he told him, it would not have much effect, so it would be better not to say it.

Zhang Jun was still quite self-aware.

He didn't ask too much,

Instead, he started thinking about how to sell these flags.

Zhang Jun and Leng Feng had already obtained the flags and completed the task.

If the situation is not right, you can leave at any time.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Su Bai called Zhang Jun.

Then he took out two flags, and then combined the two ghost flags on the spot in Zhang Jun's shocked eyes.

The two flags in Su Bai's hand disappeared.

"What!"

"It can be combined!"

This was also the first time for Su Bai to try, and he didn't expect to succeed on the first try.

It is worthy of being an extraordinary game.

As long as there is no clearly marked place, it can be operated.

Just like this, Su Bai combined the flags on the spot alone.

One person consumed the flags of two people.

But the number of flags is unchanged.

In other words, Su Bai just wiped out the possibility of five players completing the task in an instant.

"It seems that you can complete it by yourself later."

Zhang Jun certainly understood what Su Bai meant.

Before, he needed Su Bai's protection because he was afraid that the players would unite to deal with Zhang Jun.

But now it is different.

Zhang Jun alone holds the flag in his hand, as long as these people dare to snatch it.

One thought to synthesize all, everyone is finished.

Under this threat, no one dared to attack Zhang Jun and the other two.

Unless they don't want to live.

Otherwise, not only do they dare not sneak attack Zhang Jun, but they also have to protect Zhang Jun desperately.

If the other party is attacked by an unknown player.

If one is unhappy and directly synthesizes all the flags, then all of them will be dumbfounded.

All have to die here.

More and more tentacles are coming back, and the flags piled up in front of several people are like a hill.

"Captain, am I dreaming?"

Leng Feng swallowed a mouthful of water and said uncertainly.

This unreal feeling is like a dream.

Too many, too many, Leng Feng has never seen so many flags until now.

Before, if he took out a flag casually, he would be chased by a group of people.

And now, there are densely packed flags here.

This...

…………

On one side, a strange scene appeared on the battlefield.

Two players were selling piles of faction flags.

All those whose faction flags were stolen heard the noise and rushed over.

"How did you get these flags?"

"No comment!" Zhang Jun ignored him.

I didn't expect someone to come so soon to cause trouble.

"Did you steal my flag before?"

A player said indignantly.

"What does it have to do with me if your flag is stolen? If you want it, just buy it. 50,000 each!"

"What!!"

"I don't want to buy it, but I want the stuff!"

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