Fantasy Mage (Part 1)

Chapter 146 Participation of the Guild 1

Squeaky...

A hairy voice slowly sounded from the bodies of more than 200 players.

Everyone grabbed the chaotic voice and focused on those unlucky players. At this look, everyone's face showed a trace of paleness, their pupils widened one after another, and the corners of their eyes were almost torn apart by this horrible scene.

"You..."

"I'm not mistaken..."

"I... I want to go home..."

......

Everyone's voice is stumbling, and the sound is almost trembling.

"Help..."

"Rest me, you tree demon, be careful, I set you on fire!"

"Speed..."

The players who were tied up in the air by the strong and dark tree roots couldn't help cursing.

Kka...

The sound of bone fragmentation is like popping bean slices, sounding densely.

Countless dark and bright tree roots wrapped around them tightly, shrinking and tightening.

Looking at these players who were pinched by the violent tree roots, Xu Feng kindly understood why the thirteen swords just now made a relieved sound after the short distance in front of him.

Turning his head and looked at the thirteen swords beside him again, he still stood there with an indifferent face, but the slight pulls at the corners of his mouth still exposed a trace of emotion.

Xu Feng quietly withdrew his sight. It seems that Thirteen Swords knew here, and no wonder he would bring himself here, but would these be the good plays he said?

Although the scene in front of him is very cruel, Xu Feng will not show any sympathy for the life of killing himself. Maybe there is, but he is ignored by Xu Feng.

Py!

Finally, every player was pinched. The black tree roots were covered with scarlet blood and milky white**. Suddenly, in the dark woods, white light rose to the sky. What remained in place was an unbearable scene. Countless bark bag-like bodies hung softly on those standing forest land. The root of the tree.

mixed with red blood slowly slipped along the black bark to the forest and collided with enchanting blood lotus, thus making a crisp sound. Each sound was like a drum, rumbling in everyone's hearts and suddenly knocked.

"This is too horrible!"

Although he was a little prepared, this scene still made Xu Feng, who grew up in modern times, feel a shocking palpitation. However, the only thing he found himself and comfort was that there were not many miserable screams, which made him find the feeling that it was a game. Because the pain setting of the fantasy world was very low, so those who were The strangulation player did not feel much pain.

Although so, looking at the pale faces opposite him, Xu Feng knew that they must have been frightened by this bloody scene.

"This is swimming... Play, no... Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

"Yes, it's a game... Don't be afraid of it, there are so many people..."

"Good... Horrible!"

Many players are close to collapse. Growing up in the ivory tower in peace times, they have only seen some horror movies at most. How can they have the opportunity to experience such a tragic scene firsthand?

hu...

In full view of the public, the ancient tree suddenly opened its lantern-sized eyes. As its huge eyes opened, a looming golden crown flashed on its broad forehead.

Under the dance of countless tree whiskers on both sides, its eyes are deeply contemptuous, overlooking the people at the feet of Yunyun.

"Imperial BOSS, Gula!"

Hidden in level 35, he quickly got some simple information through the observation of special skills. In addition to its name, other things such as level, ability, HP, etc. are all question marks.

"Yes, as you can see, it is an emperor boss!"

The thirteen swords still stood there, sensing Xu Feng's exploration eyes, and took the initiative to say the information he knew gently.

"Imperial BOSS, it turns out that this is an emperor BOSS, and it is said that it will burst out colorful artifacts!"

When Xu Feng heard this, he was overjoyed. Although the sacred artifacts he had were more awesome and forced than the colorful artifacts, who would think there were many treasures on him?

Hearing Xu Feng's obvious extreme meaning, Thirteen Sword smiled bitterly, looked at Gula with complicated eyes, and said a little melancholy, "It's not as simple as you think!"

"Is this the good play you mentioned?"

Xu Feng is a self-controlled person. Although he loves money very well, he knows his ability better, so he is not much disappointed at this moment. He just remembered the good play mentioned by the thirteen swords just now and couldn't help asking again.

"It's true!"

The Thirteen Swords didn't want to speak anymore at this time. Maybe what he said today was the most in his life, so he answered briefly.

"Oh!"

is the answer, but Xu Feng is also helpless. He can't force him to tell himself the reason with a knife, so Xu Feng can only stand still and stand still and watch.

When Gu La was rooted in the place and stood coldly on the slaughterhouse like Shura hell, and the magic flame was blocking the only channel, the remaining players put away their fear on their faces and changed into a look of greed. Everyone hung up a voice private chat and the emperor's boss The news was revealed to Shengsheng.

People are like this. When their interests exceed the original multiple, they can even dedicate their lives to the devil, not to mention those fears that come and go quickly, and those emotions are quickly left behind by them.

After their spread, this news suddenly felt like a spring breeze blowing across the earth. Basically, the whole world knew the news, as if everyone knew that spring would come.

Xiu, like everyone else, hung up this news to their guild. The president of the Tuhuang Guild, who is also his boss, was lifeless.

After a while, there was another shivering sound in the dense forest, and soon, the lifeless came to block it with more than N people.

Hearing these voices, Xiu's face showed a wry smile. This time, he must be repaired again, and the bonus may be ruined, alas!

With this low sigh, Xiu squeezed out a smile on the face with a little bitter face, and then greeted the sound.

The arrival of the Slaughter Guild so quickly has made the remaining players show a trace of surprise and different emotions.

"I didn't expect that their speed was very fast!" Xu Feng looked at the members of the Tuhuang Guild who were gradually approaching Gula. Looking at the thousands of players, there was a trace of surprise in his dark eyes. He looked back deeply at the thirteen swords, "Is this the good play you said?"

"Ye!" Thirteen Swords nodded and looked at the beehive-like player. A trace of bloodthirsty flashed in his indifferent eyes. Since he had been offended, he would definitely play big.

"Sure enough!" Xu Feng looked at the thirteen swords with a little emotion, turned his head and secretly withdrew his thoughts, and then turned around and looked at the approaching enemy, suppressing the complex feelings in his heart.

"Is that them?"

As always, the president of the Tuhuang Guild looked at the tall Gura in front of him and the Xu Feng and Thirteen Swords opposite him. His face was still calm and asked questions to the coming.

"It's him, big brother, this Gula is the emperor's boss!" At this moment, Xiu, with a humble face, stood quietly on the side of his lifeless body, in an obedient posture at any time, and pointed to Xu Feng and the other two as he spoke, "And the two people opposite are the players of our general collection."

"That's what you said about BOSS!"

On the right side of the ghost eye, he suddenly crossed the crowd and walked straight to the 100 yards of the emperor's boss. Looking at the bones and the tree whiskers flying all over the sky, a trace of surprise and deep fear flashed in the gloomy eyes of the ghost eye.

"Yes!"

Seeing the ghost's eyes go straight towards there, Xiu did not remind him, because he only obeyed his eldest brother's life. As for the ghost's eyes, he can't order him. At most, they are equals.

"President, these players..." Xiu withdrew his eyes and turned to the desperate advice in front of him.