Chapter 173 Black Star
Chapter 173 Black Star (2/5)
Although he knew that the people in front of him were all non-player characters in the game, Liu Xiaoqiang still had a lot of fun killing them.
He watched Huang Xiaoling die in his arms. These days, he could see Huang Xiaoling's empty eyes every day in his dreams, and even feel her cold body.
Every time, he was wondering if he could get there earlier, then she would not die, and whether he would have a chance to save her.
As the sect continued to develop, new medical techniques were discovered, and this feeling became stronger, making him feel guilty when playing games.
But today, he knew that his guilt could be put to rest.
In front of him was the Demon Sect that had slaughtered them. The blood feud in the past could finally be avenged today, making him feel his ears burning and his heartbeat gradually accelerated.
Finally, when the attack signal came on, he was the first to rush out, and the dazzling sword light pounced on the Demon Sect disciple in front of him, beheading him with one sword.
He also used Tianxin Sword Technique in the game. Several sword flowers flew out, and the demons who wanted to support him fell to the ground immediately.
A demon disciple wanted to go back for help, but he turned his hand and a sword light came out, and the demon disciples who were facing him were immediately torn into pieces and scattered all over the ground.
Cool!
The pleasure of revenge ignited, and the desire to kill was ignited, making him rush to the demon disciples in front of him regardless of everything, and then start killing.
A sword light descended, this was a demon disciple attacking, and Liu Xiaoqiang blocked the sword light with his backhand, and then launched a sword trick, and a Dharma image appeared behind him.
Endless sword light poured out, and at this time, there was a continuous sword light condensing on the Dharma image, shining in the dark night.
Before the foundation-building demon in front of him had time to react, it was shot into a sieve by hundreds of sword lights and fell heavily to the ground.
Cool!
Liu Xiaoqiang resolutely stood in front of the demon gate, emitting all the sword light.
When he was exhausted, he took out the pill and swallowed it. The mana in his body surged again, and his realm was immediately improved, making his tired sword light shine again.
This kind of pill can only last for a dozen breaths, and then he will die, but Liu Xiaoqiang doesn't care.
Revenge!
Revenge!
It's his revenge!
Pour all the mana again, Liu Xiaoqiang rushed into the middle of the demon gate, and resolutely chose the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method.
Accompanied by a roar, his body was instantly reduced to ashes, and two foundation-building demon gates perished together, and several others were seriously injured.
Looking at the final settlement interface, Liu Xiaoqiang felt that the bad air in his chest finally dissipated.
Fighting, it's really cool!
Among the players who went here to attack, Liu Xiaoqiang's performance was outstanding, but not the most dazzling.
The butterfly-like Du Yue fluttered here. As a non-player character, she could make more exquisite movements, which was totally incomparable to players.
But her magic could accurately cause damage to other non-player characters. A small ice light could break several illusions. She was the absolute main force of this raid.
Although it was a raid, the power of the Demon Sect here was not small. After a quarter of an hour of fierce fighting and half of the casualties, the Demon Sect here was completely destroyed. Some of the Demon Sect were captured and then taken back to Shennong Valley.
The dead disciples began to reincarnate and resurrect. Because they had made contributions to the destruction of the Demon Sect, although they died once, they gained a lot of merits and would grow faster in the future.
After calculating the income of this time crazily, the disciples of Wanfa Sect gave an exciting news: Earn money!
War can be caused by righteous indignation or revenge.
However, whether the war can be fought depends on whether the expenses of the war can be borne.
In "What a Sect", the way of fighting the war has been simplified a lot. After all, this is a collective farming game, and fighting is just a supporting role.
But even so, there are also provisions for food and grass. The preparation of elixirs, magic tools, personnel configuration, and cooperative exercises before the disciples go out is a very time-consuming task.
The foundation-building disciples are currently precious resources, and the loss of half of them is already a terrifying number. If it is not a game, then the disciples really can't imagine what kind of organization can maintain such a terrifying casualties.
But compared with the benefits, these losses are acceptable.
The benefits that were robbed before were taken back. The long-term plundering made this part of the benefits extremely high, and also made the disciples proud.
The magic tools and items confiscated from the magic sect can be given to the disciples of Shennong Valley, realizing the freedom of magic tools.
The captured magic sect disciples were tortured, and after asking about the skills and spells, they went to plant grass, and they could not end until the last bit of value was squeezed out.
Combining these benefits, the disciples of Wanfa Sect found that their benefits were several times the losses.
Inspired by this incident, many disciples of Wanfa Sect began to study the meaning of war, how to fight wars, and how much loss is within an acceptable range.
Some disciples also began to calculate various ratios, hoping to figure out the appropriate ratio of logistics personnel to combat personnel.
Some disciples focused on pre-war propaganda, and began to seriously study how to boost morale based on historical materials, and even began to learn how to go to war without an excuse.
Looking at the concentration of the Wanfa Sect disciples, Li Nong was stunned for a long time, and then said: [Niu Ben. ]
In his opinion, the Wanfa Sect disciples occasionally anthropomorphize, and sometimes not.
When they were killing, they were the first to take the lead, but now they are calculating every little bit of gain and loss.
The opponent seems to be able to switch between sensibility and rationality seamlessly, which is simply a monster.
The God of Agriculture hiding on the side also said: "Awesome."
They are as good as they were in the past.
But now they know that this is a game, and they really risked their lives back then.
After sighing about the blood and fire of the past, he saw a light figure surrounded in the middle, surrounded by players who cared about her.
[Are you sure you are okay? I saw a piece of skin on your hand was broken, is it okay? ]
"Kill..."
[Are you okay? Better be careful, so-and-so, come and use your medical skills to see if Du Yue is okay? ]
"Kill..."
[I said that we can do things like sending death, you just need to pet the cat in the back. Muzi... where did you hide the cat again? ]
"Kill..."
Du Yue, who was surrounded in the middle, was obviously a little overwhelmed, and seemed not used to being treated like this.
Just as she was about to decline the kindness of others, she felt a gaze falling on her.
Turning her head, she saw the hidden God of Agriculture standing not far away, looking at her in confusion.
The other party's gaze seemed to penetrate her soul, and this scene coincided with a moment in history, reminding her of the distant past.
However, unlike this time, she was in the Nascent Soul Realm at that time, and she did not come back standing, but was brought back by someone.
The memories of the past suddenly revived, making her eyes clear again, and she said the most important sentence to the God of Agriculture again:
"Don't look up."
The next moment, the Dao Jue in the distance flashed fiercely, and the terrifying black water rushed into the sky.
The Du Yue in the game was dragged back by a powerful force, straight into the center of Dao Jue, and merged with Dao Jue again.
In the sky, the black meteor began to tremble, a crack split on the star, and a fat tongue poked out from it, as if seeing a delicacy, and pounced on the God of Agriculture.