Chapter 255 Kill! (Subscribe Please!)

This voice... is it Power 39?

Old Li and others were in doubt.

This "Emperor of Heaven, save me" was not ordinary loud, as if they were surrounded and annihilated. Even if they were discovered, they didn't need to shout so loudly, right?

Could it be that Power 39 wanted to remind them?

There was no extra time to think, and a sharp horn suddenly sounded in the tower area.

This was the jailer's alarm.

"What happened?"

"I don't know, go and see!"

"Tower No. 69!"

The jailers patrolling around rushed over immediately.

On the plateau in the distance, the warden heard this sound, his face darkened, and he seemed to realize something, and slapped the table to pieces.

"Cunning guy!"

"Call everyone back, quickly!"

"Yes!"

So, the horn was blown in the Wailing Desert.

It was barely daytime here, and the sun was setting in the west.

The residents of the town were originally attracted by the noise made by Xia Ling, Dr. Chen and others pulling monsters everywhere, and they all ran to the city wall to watch the excitement. Now they heard the long horn sound, and they all looked up in the direction of the sound.

The jailers who were chasing the players began to rush back quickly.

Xia Ling and others saw that they stopped chasing, and realized that something was wrong, and returned to the city one after another.

At this time, Strength 39 had also returned to the basement.

The city was full of rumbling footsteps, and there were several breaths that were much more terrifying than the jailers.

Just because of two sentences, the entire Old Kingdom of God was in turmoil.

The killer's invisible detector was always hanging in the sky. Looking down from above, two waves of dense black shadows on the main city and the plateau rushed to the high tower in the middle from the left and right, and were consciously stretching the battle line.

At this speed, it would take less than ten minutes for them to reach the battlefield and surround the high tower area.

"What happened?" Gu Chi asked with a frown.

Strength 39 was so frustrated that he said, "I've been cheated!"

In the tower he was in charge of, he had almost untied all the shackles on the feet of more than 200 prisoners, leaving only the last layer of prison cells.

He successfully entered the first cell, and the prisoners inside were also the kind who had no hope of escaping the prison. They asked him how many people he had saved, and how he had the confidence to fight against the jailer.

Strength 39 didn't think much about it. In the spirit of encouraging and giving confidence to the other party, he told the other party that they had rescued most of the prisoners, and they could fight to the death with the jailer tomorrow night.

Strength 39 talked to the prisoner while untying the shackles. After he was done, he stood up, patted the other party on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, you are not fighting alone."

Who knew that the other party was a traitor who had surrendered to the old god and was now in the observation period. If the bells were not affected for two more times, he could join the army of jailers. He immediately shouted, "Someone sneaked into the cell!!"

Strength 39 found himself in the trap, and his first reaction was to kill and silence him.

He punched the other person's head in anger, but the shackles had been unlocked, and the prisoner's strength was no longer suppressed. He raised his hand and covered his fist. He wanted to pull his hand back, but he couldn't.

Gu Chi's judgment was correct. The fighting power of these prisoners was no worse than that of the jailers, and even better.

"Too shameless!" Strength 39 became more and more angry as he thought about it, and his old face turned red.

Normally, in a player group with so many people, there will definitely be someone who makes a fool during the game, and Strength 39 is mentally prepared for this, but he never expected that this foolish person would be himself who sniffed the roses.

If the dungeon failed because of this strategy, he would take the blame.

Calling the prisoner "shameless" was not just a simple vent, but the other party was really fucking shameless.

Cheating him was a small matter. The key point was that the other party was obviously destroyed by the old gods, but he turned to the old gods.

What the hell!

But in fact, the intelligence they got included this hint.

On the first day, Cheng Cheng said that there were prisoners who became jailers, and they were doing quite well.

It was just that when the mission reached the final stage, Strength 39 was a little careless. It was too late to think about it afterwards.

He yelled so loudly to remind Lao Li and others. He was captured by the prisoners at that time and had no hands to type, so he could only yell. Now back in the basement, he immediately added a loudspeaker: [Be careful of dogs! ]

"What should we do now?" Xia Ling asked, "The people from the Wailing Desert may arrive soon."

They originally planned to lead the jailers to the west. The passage connecting the front and back sides of the continent is in the east. When they attack the tower tomorrow, these jailers will be taken to the farthest place from the passage and will not be able to come back for a while.

Now that they were discovered a day earlier, the plan was messed up.

"My problem." Strength 39 was ashamed.

Although no one blamed him, he couldn't get over his own hurdle.

The newbies didn't make any mistakes, but he, the "big boss", collapsed first.

Gu Chi's eyes flickered: "Then just fight."

This time is actually not good. The God of Destiny will ring the bell in a few hours, and it might even be early.

Gu Chi always remembers the first online dungeon. The big bell that controls time rang in front of him in advance. This shows that the events in the dungeon are dynamic and will be calculated in real time according to the player's behavior.

If the shadow of the old god came to the God's Land before the death knell appeared and saw the riot here, would he sit back and do nothing?

Gu Chi thinks not.

Although the God of Destiny may hold a "good guy card" in his hand, he doesn't want to gamble.

There is no extra reward if you bet right, but if you bet wrong, you will lose everything.

You can't delay. The longer you delay, the more unpredictable things will become.

Gu Chi made a quick decision: "Take the things and go!"

At the same time, Che Ye Nan Huan sounded the trumpet: [Kill! ]

This is not a tacit understanding, but based on the current emergency, he and Gu Chi made the same choice.

They had no choice.

Gu Chi and others split into two groups.

Xia Leng and Xia Ling and others went to the tower, while he brought Force 39 and the logistics group to the plateau.

The warden and jailers who were stationed here a few minutes ago had gone, leaving only a few people guarding the passage to meet the large force returning from the Wailing Desert.

They saw dozens of unfamiliar faces suddenly appear, and they were all shocked, but before they could ask for help, Gu Chi's sword had already flown out from his side, turning into a dazzling sword light, and wiped off their necks.

Gu Chi didn't even look at them. He looked at the tower area in the distance. Countless figures gathered from all directions. Fires flickered, horns sounded non-stop, and even from such a distance, he could hear faint noises, a scene of chaos.

What he had to do was to cut off the "backup" of the jailer first.

Without Gu Chi saying anything, Strength 39 took the initiative to change the attribute to him.

1800+ Dao Yun.

Gu Chi said: "Phoenix Fire Burning Sky Formation."

[Dao Yun-1800]

This was the protective formation of the Qihuang Mountain in Beichuan. It could burn cultivators below the Heavenly Man Realm into ashes.

It's hard to say which one is stronger, the jailer or the Heavenly Man Realm. Theoretically, as long as the damage is high enough, 99% of the damage reduction can also kill in seconds.

To ensure that there is no room for error, Gu Chi upgraded this formation from "Phoenix Fire Burning the Land" to "Phoenix Fire Burning the Sky".

As soon as the voice fell, the ground within a radius of ten miles lit up with fiery red array patterns, and then gradually disappeared, like a bloody giant mouth lying in ambush underground, quietly waiting for its prey to come.

On the other side, the dark priest rushed to the tower first. After hearing the jailer's report that someone wanted to help the captives rebel, he immediately ordered in a cold voice: "Surround all the towers for me!"

"Yes!"

Just as the jailers were about to take action, Old Li had already flown into the air with his sword, using the sound technique that had once confused Chu Liuxiang and others, and shouted: "The shackles have been removed, the restraints have been removed, brothers, it's time for revenge!"

"Don't forget the humiliation and pain you have suffered over the years. Tonight, make them pay with blood!"

Many captives have a divinity of more than level 6, and they are not affected by the charm sound technique, but as Old Li and others had told them before, this is their only chance to save themselves.

"Boom!"

At this moment, countless people in prison uniforms broke their shackles, smashed the walls and iron windows, and rushed out of the tower, like a group of vengeful birds that broke out of their cages, covering the clouds and the moon.

Mia, with disheveled hair and red eyes, roared murderously: "Kill!!!"

He jumped down from the top of the tower, and when he landed, he stepped on the ground and made it dent. With one punch, he knocked a jailer backwards and vomited blood.

A man named Dorsalon also fell from the sky. His entire right arm was only bones, but he was still fierce. With one blow, he pierced a jailer's body and smashed him into the crowd.

Then, more captives swooped down, and roars and screams broke out inside the tower.

The war was about to start!

It was beyond the expectations of Strength 39 that some captives surrendered to the old gods, and it was also beyond the expectations of the jailers that almost all the captives' shackles were untied.

They knew it now, but it was still too late.

Gu Chi and Che Ye Nan Huan's decisiveness greatly reduced their reaction time. This was a battle that neither side had expected.

"Looking for death." The dark priest's eyes turned cold, and he came to the noisy old Li like a ghost, and slapped his palm wrapped in black air mercilessly.

"See you again!" Old Li was prepared, turned around and ran away, and the afterimage left was shattered by this slap.

Seeing that Old Li wanted to run, a dark shadow peeled off from the dark priest and shot straight at Old Li, three points faster than the flying sword.

Seeing that the shadow was about to hit Old Li, with a "clang", a touch of snow-white sword light came from behind and cut the shadow in half.

Xia Leng's figure slowly emerged.

At the same time, Xia Ling flashed by with lightning.

The dark priest reacted very quickly and turned sideways, but was still scratched on the shoulder.

But it did not cause any damage, only a shallow mark on his black iron shoulder guard.

It was obvious that the Dark Priest's divinity was much higher than that of the jailer.

Looking at the two extremely beautiful girls, the Dark Priest narrowed his eyes: "You think you can stop me?"

"What about me?"

Hidden in the night, Youyouzi suddenly appeared behind the Dark Priest and grabbed his back with one claw.

The girl grasped the timing very well, and this time it was completely effective, tearing open the Dark Priest's robe, leaving five clear blood-red claw marks on his skin under his clothes - there was still no substantial damage, but it made the Dark Priest stagger for a while, his face was gloomy.

He turned around suddenly, and his sleeves were like knives, as if they cut the air apart, leaving a dark hole.

Youyouzi disappeared.

And Xia Leng's sword, which exuded a chill, stabbed again.

She knew very well that they had almost no chance of winning. Although 1% damage could reduce the health of the opponent, as long as the dark priest had any ability to heal himself, they would never be able to kill the opponent.

However, Xia Leng still wanted to give it a try.

Her sword had never been afraid of anyone.

The sword was blocked by the Dark Priest with his hand, and a large amount of wind and frost burst out. Xia Leng did not put away the sword, but directly used her clone to block the action of retracting the move. Her figure was divided into five in the wind and snow, and four clones were opened at a time.

This is her current limit.

Seven against one, even the Dark Priest of Level 9 Divine was trapped in place for a while.

"Thank you, ladies of the Emperor of Heaven, for rescuing you!" Old Li shouted without looking back.

This is not selling out teammates. This is the way they had agreed in advance. The Emperor of Heaven's family, who have the strongest combat power, will stop the priests, and the others will help the captives to deal with the jailers.

They are Level 1 divinities and already have the ability to kill ordinary jailers. 30% of the damage is 3.3 more cuts, which is 100%.

Old Li's gray hair fluttered in the wind, and the sword energy around him surged, and he rushed into the battlefield on the ground.

"Boom boom boom!"

On the plateau, missiles were fired one after another at Gu Chi's signal, exploding outside the high tower area, igniting huge fireballs, blowing the jailers who came from the city to support to the ground, making the already fierce scene even more chaotic.

The war was raging, and the smoke was everywhere.

Several missiles landed on the prison camp, blowing the house into ruins on the spot.

The heavy weapons made by top players are extremely powerful, and even with 99% damage reduction, some jailers were bleeding.

The three leading priests were fine, and the violent priest even punched a missile that had not yet landed, but when the flames dissipated, he showed a burnt face.

The damage was not great, but the insult was extremely strong.

The joyful priest and the nightmare priest, who were inexplicably bombed, also looked very ugly.

The violent priest was about to go and settle accounts with Gu Chi, but was stopped by the joyful priest: "Don't go, he might have done it on purpose."

The nightmare priest also suppressed his anger and said: "Suppress the turmoil first."

The three did not fall for it and accelerated towards the tower.

"The dog thing is quite smart." Strength 39 saw this scene with a telescope and spat.

Looking at the tower camp again, blood was flowing like a river.

From the outbreak of the battle to now, the two sides have not fought for too long, but they are mortal enemies. They are killing moves and leave no room for any chance.

Amid the deafening roar and fighting, one figure after another fell in a pool of blood. Some of the bodies and heads were separated, some were split in half vertically, and some were simply blasted into a blood mist, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Many jailers died, and many prisoners died. The number of dead and alive on both sides was about the same, but overall the latter had the upper hand.

After all, Lao Li and his men were top players, and their fighting style was quite shrewd. They didn't go head-to-head with the jailers, but only attacked from behind or picked injured jailers to finish off.

The hundreds of them were like a dispersed, well-trained guerrilla force, killing a few people in this tower and running to that tower, flexibly moving around the battlefield and harvesting the lives of the jailers.

The three violent priests rushed over and saw that the dark priest was beaten by a group of women and couldn't fight back, and cursed inwardly: "Waste."

The nightmare priest stared at Xia Leng, his eyes drifting with a trace of dark smoke, and the bewitching power quietly spread, freezing Xia Leng and her clones, and dragging them into the dream.

The violent priest accurately found Xia Leng's body, rushed up and punched him: "Die!!"

The joyful priest also locked on Youyouzi, and a rose-red light burst out from his fingertips.

Old Li and others noticed this scene from afar and were shocked: "Be careful!"

Xia Ling came behind Youyouzi in an instant, and turned into lightning and flashed dozens of meters away. He instantly built a transmission channel to take the girl away, and gritted his teeth, "Xia Leng, you owe me a life!"

Phase replacement.

Xia Ling exchanged positions with the controlled Xia Leng.

Xia Leng and Youyouzi were both stronger than her. If one of them had to die, her death would have the least impact on the team.

But with Gu Chi here, how could he let them die?

Gu Chi had moved all the captives, including the jailers who fought with the captives, out of the tower together, and came to Xia Ling in one step.

The BUFF of "Sin Judgment" was gone, but so what?

The murderous aura in his eyes was heavier than the blood-stained sword, and the cultivation of the first calamity realm poured out without reservation. The snow-white long sword cut through the fist of the violent priest like a piece of meat.

The arc of light from the tip of the sword was like a crescent moon, piercing through the arms and chest of the violent priest, and the residual power did not stop, and penetrated the body of the nightmare priest behind him.

The next second.

A blood line appeared on the chests of both of them at the same time, and the upper and lower bodies were misplaced, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

The jailers, whose morale had just been boosted by the arrival of the three priests, widened their eyes and were horrified.

The joyful priest was even more frightened.

The dark priest also changed his face drastically.

This man... killed two priests with one sword? ?

Is he a new god? !

The air suddenly became very quiet, and even the prisoners and jailers who were fighting paused.

"It's worthy of being the emperor of heaven."

Old Li laughed and shouted again: "Kill!!"

The death of the priests in front of them was a huge blow to morale.

The priests are the strongest among all the people here, equivalent to their generals. Even the generals can't stop this man's sword, how can they fight?

The Priest of Joy retreated quickly, not caring whether the Priest of Darkness was a waste or not.

The Dark Priest also had the idea of ​​retreating at this moment, and was no longer as indifferent as before, but was blocked by Xia Leng who had regained consciousness. She nodded slightly to Gu Chi as a greeting, and raised her sword to stab the Dark Priest again.

She wanted to take this opportunity to practice swordplay. With Gu Chi's protection, she didn't have to worry about her safety.

Xia Ling didn't go to help Xia Leng either. She blinked at Gu Chi, thanked her father for saving her life, and joined the battle in the tower.

Youyouzi followed her steps and whispered, "Thank you just now."

Xia Ling smiled, "We are from the same group, you're welcome."

While the two women were talking, a seriously injured jailer who was pretending to be dead suddenly jumped up, used the chain as an iron whip, and swung it at the two of them.

"Honestly, you might as well continue to pretend to be dead."

Youyouzi had already discovered him. How could such obvious breathing be hidden from her senses?

Youyouzi raised her claws to bounce off the iron chain, and her figure disappeared on the spot, floating behind the jailer, and took out his heart with one claw.

Not far away, Che Ye Nan Huan also caught a wounded jailer who wanted to escape. The camera in his hand "clicked" and spit out a photo, which he casually threw into the sky.

"Bang!"

Ye Mao Han, who was at a high point, pulled the trigger, and the bullet accurately penetrated the flying photo.

The escaping jailer's body stagnated, and there was a bloody hole in his chest.

In the night, a touch of blood was sprinkled, and the roar of the explosion was endless.

Tens of thousands of jailers were beaten back in a short time.

The dark priest was even more humiliated. He never thought that one day he would be used as a practice puppet to fight.

Not long after, the jailer in the wailing desert sent back.

This should have been their strongest support, but a blazing fire suddenly lit up on the plateau.

The boiling flames soared into the sky, dyeing half of the sky red.

More than 10,000 jailers were burned to ashes in an instant, and black smoke curled and drifted away with the wind.

This scene made the jailers who were still struggling to hold on feel hopeless.

The Dark Priest's heart also felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar.

The Joyful Priest had already run far away, but Gu Chi did not chase him. He just watched Xia Leng and frowned as he thought.

There was no one in the tower anymore, and they also had the upper hand in this battle. Why hadn't the mission been completed?

What exactly does "liberation" mean?

The sexy uncle and others also found something wrong and shouted, "Damn it, they don't want us to kill all the jailers, do they?"

There are tens of thousands of people, how long will it take to kill them?

"Impossible." Che Ye Nan Huan didn't think that liberating the captives had anything to do with the number of jailers killed.

These are two completely different things.

Just like a prisoner escaping from prison, does he have to kill all the prison guards to be considered a successful escape?

There is no such logic.

But what exactly is the problem, Che Ye Nan Huan couldn't say for a while.

"Will it be to destroy the tower?" Youyouzi said.

Second-hand dealer: "Who cares? Let's give it a try first!"

He took out the self-destruct robot that he had put in his bag before.

But before he could throw it out, a strong and majestic aura suddenly enveloped the whole place, with unbearable majesty and oppression, and the second-hand dealer almost fell to his knees.

A vague figure appeared above everyone's head.

His indifferent voice floated in the night sky, not covered by anything, as if it sounded directly in everyone's heart.

"Those who defy fate will die."

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