Chapter 254 Who Can Say that Chen Jiang Is Not a Hero?

Another reason for this is that after the Ten Thousand Races Arena, racial players who leave the Ten Thousand Races Arena will obtain merit points by killing federal citizens, and this merit points can be used to continue purchasing in the human merit points store. Props.

After the end of Ten Thousand Races Arena.

Many things are gone, including activities, including the mechanical sound, but only the ability to kill foreign players to obtain merit points exists. This is the residual instinct of the original consciousness of the world.

And those federal citizens were judged as alien players.

In this case, there is an irreconcilable conflict between the race players and the federal citizens, of course in the eyes of the race players.

In the eyes of the Galaxy Federation, there is no such thing as a contradiction at all, just like humans would not feel that there is an irreconcilable contradiction between themselves and captive pigs.

that's all.

When Chen Jiang didn't know which battlefield to go to, a reminder suddenly sounded in his ears.

"You have already supported a hundred battlefields. You have reached the support limit and cannot support again."

"After three seconds, you will be forced to exit the battlefield."

"Please wait patiently for the end of this global event outside the battlefield."

soon.

A white circle of light flashed.

Chen Jiang and others appeared under the World Tree again. Chen Jiang's eyes, which were already numb, gradually returned to clarity. Has the support limit been reached?

There is an upper limit to this thing, can’t we afford it?

"call!"

He breathed softly, then moved his slightly stiff body bones, stretched out and looked at the remaining bloody battle points.

"49.82 million."

A huge number.

The Blood Battle Store is not open yet. The Blood Battle Point Store will open and last for 12 hours after the global event ends. There is no way to go shopping now.

This number is enough for him to purchase at least a few more three-star props.

The more three-star rule props, the better. Theoretically speaking, as long as you have one million rule props, you can almost have the power of the creation god.

The three-star rule props exert completely different power in the Ten Thousand Races Arena and in the Galaxy Federation.

Such as Global Speaker.

Although it is difficult to obtain in the Ten Thousand Races Arena, not everyone has it. The effect can be shouted into the ears of players of all races in the Ten Thousand Races Arena. However, if this item is taken out, the effect will be spent in the Galaxy Federation. It's completely different.

A prop that can speak into the ears of all citizens in the Galaxy Federation, the price has almost doubled.

There is only so much he can do. 49.82 million blood battle points means in a sense that he saved the lives of nearly 50 million human players.

If the human race has a history to pass down, this scene will definitely be recorded in the history books.

Perhaps in the history of alien races, there will be countless words to describe him, such as pervert, lunatic, bloodthirsty, dehumanizing, demon and other negative words.

But in the history of the human race, he, Chen Jiang, will be an irreplaceable figure. A large part of the inheritance of the human race has not been interrupted because of his existence.

Heroes in any history are often recorded as demons who dehumanize themselves in some hidden corners of history.

And who can say that Chen Jiang is not a hero?

If you want to be a loyal minister, you must be more treacherous than a treacherous minister!

And if you want to be a hero, you must be more bloodthirsty than your enemies!

This is called——

Only when you know the traitor, understand the traitor and integrate the traitor, can you be loyal.

Only those who know how to kill well and are eager to kill can become a hero.

The enemy has killed one million people, and everyone in the world is afraid of him. Then we will kill ten million, one hundred million, one billion, and slaughter all the alien races. We will be the only great heroes in the world.

"call!"

Chen Jiang stretched his body for a while, stood there with one hand on his cane and looked into the distance without speaking. All he could do next was wait, waiting for this global event to end completely.

As for the human players on other battlefields, he is a little helpless. War is always cruel. He cannot protect all human players. After all, many things must be handled by human players themselves.

History is made up of countless people, not just one person. That is not called history, it is called autobiography.

"Kill kill kill!!!"

In a certain battlefield, a shirtless man covered in blood looked at the buildings set up by alien players with a ferocious expression and brandished a knife. He struggled to stand on the spot and swayed and shouted!

"Come forward, quickly! We are just one step away from destroying the buildings of these bastards!"

They are a team of a thousand people with only one goal, which is to destroy the building set up by the alien players in front of them. This building has only one function, that is, after one hour of charging, a very powerful missile will be launched and land. In the enemy's camp!

Soil resources required for construction: 200,000.

These aliens are goblins, and their digging speed in the soil is much faster than them. Their speed of building buildings is simply not as fast as this group of goblins.

Especially the charged turret in front of us. If we wait until it is fully charged, the human players will be completely defeated!

The war has been going on for several hours and has already entered a fever pitch!

In such a large battlefield, almost everyone is doing their own thing. It's not that no one gives orders, but that when the brain is congested and the eyes are red, the orders in the ears are not heard at all!

It wasn't until the prompt that the enemy had successfully built a charged turret appeared that the human players woke up a little bit. They immediately sent a human team of nearly a thousand people to go around the enemy's rear, with the goal of destroying the enemy's building.

However, the enemy had already set up defenses around this building. Almost as soon as they entered, they suffered a massive blow.

"Kill!!!"

This man, covered in blood, bare-armed and holding a knife, looked at the building that was only a few dozen steps away, and shouted in a shaky voice: "Are you fucking scared?!"

Seeing that no one rushed forward for a long time, the man turned his head with difficulty and looked behind him. He saw a pile of corpses behind him, and no human players were standing there anymore.

He was the only one left in the thousand-person team.

"A bunch of trash!"

The man couldn't help but cursed angrily, and then looked at the machine gun forts in front of him that were firing at him again. He took a deep breath, jumped into the air with a ferocious expression, and roared.

"I have a sword that I can use to kill the demons in the world!"

"Give it to me, die!"

The next second——

A dazzling white light suddenly shot out from his sword and blasted straight towards the towering charged turret dozens of steps away!

This sword light was extremely fast, almost impossible to catch with the naked eye, and it shot towards the charged turret very quickly!

He stared at the charged turret with red eyes, veins bulging and shaking around his eye sockets. Finally, when the sword light hit the turret, a mechanical sound appeared in the center of the battlefield!

"The human player successfully destroyed the goblin's charged turret."

"Successful."

A trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, but at this moment, the bullet chains as dense as hailstones also hit him hard, beating his abdomen to pieces and at the same time, his body flew backwards involuntarily.

Consciousness is dissipating quickly like a fading tide.

When his consciousness slowly dissipated, Su Tian, ​​who was looking relaxed, subconsciously raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and murmured.

"I'm so handsome."

I have a sword with which to slay the demons in the world.

This is a line he saw in a fantasy novel on Blue Star. He has always felt that his talent is very consistent with this line. The heroic spirit of one person blocking thousands of troops makes him unbearable every time he thinks about it. His whole body was shaking with emotion.

However, he never uttered this line.

The reason is very simple. He is too good-for-nothing and too embarrassing. He will definitely be laughed at by other human players, but since he is almost dead, it doesn't matter if he talks about it. The joke is just a joke. He is already dead and can't hear it anyway.

This is his innate ability, and the broadsword is the accompanying prop of his innate ability. This move can only be used three times, and this is the last time.

Originally he planned to keep it until the charged turret was destroyed, so he used this move to give everyone a backup so that everyone could return safely.

If he used this move to escape, he could completely smash the bullet chains and escape smoothly.

But if he escapes, hundreds of thousands of humans here will die.

The moment when consciousness finally fades away.

Su Tian, ​​who was in mid-air, suddenly seemed to have returned to his senses. Looking at the blood cloud in the sky, a sudden thought of eating some dumplings flashed through his heart.

Then the body fell heavily to the ground.

Hit by a series of dense bullets, the body shattered into several pieces and exploded in the air like blood mist.

He, Su Tian, ​​once topped the global rankings.

It's just that his name was not remembered by anyone, because he only existed at the first position on the list for a few seconds.

Like a flash in the pan, it existed and then disappeared.

Scenes like this keep reappearing on the battlefield. The human race is a very complex race. Ever since the human race began to have self-awareness, a group of philosophers have been using various words to try to define the human race, but so far, they have all There is no single word that can accurately or even semi-accurately define the human race.

Betrayal and loyalty coexist, peace and killing coexist, darkness and light coexist.

As much as I hate this race, I love this race.

And this kind of thing keeps happening on countless battlefields, and the names of these people are destined not to be recorded in the history of the human race, and no one even knows their names.

On the other page of history, that blank space is the history forged with the blood of more unknown people.

"Tell me, is there a possibility?"

Scar Dog sat on a stone, frowning and thinking: "Our Blue Star's world origin consciousness is biased towards us, so that players of the same race can support each other in this global event, and then the world origin consciousness of other races will look at us. That’s not quite right, so they joined forces and forcibly set a cap on the number of supports, which is one hundred times.”

"have no idea."

Li Hao shook his head: "No one knows the specific situation, but it might be possible."

"call."

Scar Dog breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said no more. He lay on the surface of the stone, put his hands behind his head, and looked at the dense canopy of trees above his head. He was in a daze and didn't know what he was thinking.

The global campaign is not over yet.

They were simply forced out early.

Next, we need to wait, we need to wait for this global event to end completely.

This global event may be the one with the highest mortality rate. It is guaranteed that almost half of all alien players will be buried forever in this event.

It was almost dark at this time, and the sun was gradually setting.

And in the city where the orange star accumulates dust.

A party started smoothly on a huge yacht on the river outside the city.

Rich girls in evening gowns and young men in formal suits were on the yacht, changing glasses of wine. Some were standing on the railings on the edge of the yacht, laughing and chatting with each other, while others were sitting in the luxurious rooms on the yacht. Laughing and shouting.

Someone was staying in the engine room of the yacht, whispering excitedly.

The camera kept clicking, and many people began to take pictures of the exquisite desserts on the table, and then inadvertently let the expensive drinks appear in the edges and corners of the photos, preparing to post them to their social circles.

Show your high-quality and exquisite life.

Waiters wearing white tuxedos and red bow ties were constantly shuttling among the crowd carrying trays full of drinks and desserts.

"did you see it?"

Hu Biao leaned on the railing of the yacht. He pulled off his white gloves with a calm expression and put them into his pocket. He looked at the scene in front of him and said softly: "This is how the years are quiet. They are quiet in the years. We are in front of the heavy load." OK."

"That's not fair."

“So what we have to do is make this unfairness fair.”

And at this time——

When a young man wearing an extremely expensive suit passed by Hu Biao, he said casually: "You, go to the refrigerator in the back of the yacht and bring up ten more cigars. Is there anything else?"

Halfway through, the young man suddenly stared at Hu Biao's ungloved hands, frowned and cursed angrily.

"Where are the gloves?"

"If you dare to touch my expensive cigar with your dirty hands, I will definitely put your head into your ass."

"Excuse me."

Hu Biao calmly took out a new pair of black gloves from his arms: "The gloves just now are not sweat-proof and leave marks easily. I changed them to a new pair, and these gloves will be much better."

Then, before the young man in front of him could react, he took out a rifle from his arms again, pulled the young man in front of him by his collar, and then put the muzzle of the gun on the young man's belly, killing him. Hold the trigger firmly.

"Chu tu tu tu!!!"

The harsh gunshots pierced the night sky, breaking the quiet and harmonious atmosphere on the yacht.

Hu Biao casually threw the tattered corpse aside, took out an object about the size of a Rubik's Cube from his arms and threw it on the deck. Then he aimed his gun at the young masters who reacted and started screaming. They said hoarsely with a smile on their lips.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the special event of this party, a little game."

"The game content is very simple."

"Whoever speaks, dies."