Chapter 82 Lightning's Decision

"Haha... The boss finally got the order of the Spirit King. Brothers, narrow the battle circle, send the brothers of the regiment out, and prepare to evacuate. As soon as the destruction died, the gun god was not happy. A system prompt sounded. The rapid transformation of the Lingwangling made him even a little unable to laugh or cry, but fortunately, the last one who got the Lingwangling was his boss.

"All melee players press the array, bells, prepare to evacuate first." Ghosts and gods also know the current situation changes. The spirit king's order is good. There is no need to consume troops here, and it is destroyed to death. In addition, the enemy players have been killed and injured. This is undoubtedly not the best time to evacuate.

If you don't withdraw at this time, when will you wait?

"I know, but wait a minute. The brother of the regiment hasn't come out yet. The priest can't withdraw at this time." A huge fireball was released on its staff, and the wind bell's face turned red, and drops of sweat oozed from his forehead and shouted in the team channel.

"Well, as soon as the brothers of the regiment come out, you will evacuate immediately. I will protect you with melee players." The ghost gritted his teeth and meditated for a moment.

"Well, that's it."

The war is still going on. Because of the spirit king's order, 5,000 players rushed into the sea of people and began to break through the weak places. The long-range attack players led by the Gun God also began to press the focus of the attack to the weak point.

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"Player's shadow? King's Dust? Isn't he a player of the human race? How can you be recognized as the Lord by the Spirit King? The player of the king also intervened in this matter, haha... Destruction, you don't complain about your death, haha..." Suddenly hearing the news of the death of destruction, it was really difficult for the wind and rain to judge who had so much energy. Even the destruction of his 30,000 wind and rain alliance was difficult to move. In such a short time, it was so fast that it was difficult to digest the wind and rain.

Of course, with the sound of the last system prompt, the wind and rain came to his senses. The wind and rain alliance and the players who are proud of the sky now add up to less than 20,000, leaving 70,000 destroyers. After a long period of loss of the two forces, there are also a lot of casualties.

For the competition for the Lingwangling, the wind and rain almost completely lost the opportunity. However, I don't know why I knew that I had lost the opportunity to grab the Lingwang Order, but I was in a good mood at this time.

"It seems that the sky of the elves this time is not as calm as expected." Feng Yu sighed and continued to wave the weapons in his hand. Although the Fengyu Alliance lost the opportunity, he was unwilling to swallow today's anger. Even if he fought to the last soldier, he would let the destruction pay the price of bleeding.

He has no opportunity to continue to compete in the wind and rain, which does not mean that there is no destruction. Now there are still 40,000 to 50,000 players here. No matter where they are, they can dominate the country. Only by tying it and depleting this batch of power will the destruction feel painful, and the wind and rain are willing to do it.

"At the beginning, you left this power to trap me here, but now... It seems to be reversed, haha..."

On the other hand, lightning players gathered together. Although the decision maker Blue Sky proposed to leave here at the beginning, because hart later saw the red maple leaves, after discussion, everyone decided to stay. Of course, they were not involved in the fight between either side and only watched all this from afar.

"hart, it seems that you are not mistaken. The dust of the king has really come here. Red dust love is the core force of his current human race, but I didn't expect that he has become a member of the elf clan. I'm afraid the destruction will not think of this scene, haha... It's so happy." The blue sky was quite relieved. At the beginning, the Lingwangling was forced to hand over. Although he didn't say much, the Lingwangling was after all hard work to get it. After several twists and turns, it finally fell into the hands of destruction, and no one could hold it.

But fortunately, this disgusting mouth is now revenged by others.

"Big Hart, what are you thinking?" Di Long asked when he saw that there was no joy on Hart's face.

"Once destroyed to death, the power of the world love will be exposed to all players. Perhaps the dust of the king has received the order of the spirit king, but with my understanding of destruction, he will not give up. The world love led by the dust of the king is strong, but compared with destruction, the number of people is undoubtedly not one against ten, and then Coupled with the covet of other forces for the spirit king's order, I'm afraid that the dilemma that the king's dust has to face is not ordinary..." Hart frowned and slowly analyzed.

"What Boss Hart said is indeed reasonable. With the opening of the gate of the elves, human players have flocked one after another. I'm afraid that the destruction has secretly contracted the forces of the human side. I'm afraid the number of people will have to be increased." Di Long continued.

"Isn't there still the power of Lie and Sha on the side of the king? Now on the side of the human race, the fire, the party established by Lie, has reached the strength of the first party of the human race from the official website, and the number has reached as many as 50,000. Although the Shawu Pavilion established by Sha Futong has just been established, once the King's Dust is in trouble, it is absolutely impossible for them to stand idly by. Iron Tiger Road.

"Well, as the Iron Tiger said, once the dust is in trouble, the fire and the sand dance pavilion will definitely enter the elf clan. According to their temper, even if it is the last soldier, they will stay with their military soul figures. Sky, I have decided." Suddenly, Hart smiled and said cautiously to the blue sky.

"What, did you really decide to do that? It's hard to say whether they agree or not. The blue sky didn't know what Hart was thinking, and there was also a trace of yearning on his face, and there was some self-deprecating in his words.

"Well, we have been fighting for this dream for two years. Now the time has come. Why don't you let it go, brothers, don't you think so?" Hart roared.

"Yes..."

"Okay, for our dream, all the brothers of Lightning, come with me..." Hart waved casually and immediately followed many lightning players behind him and ran in one direction.

"Yes, we have worked hard for this dream for several years. It's time to test our strength." Lightning adds up and down to more than 4,000 people. Someone once asked Hart and the blue sky why they don't expand the power of lightning. They always laugh and hide it, and the surrounding players have gradually diluted this question. A team with a small increase or decrease in number of people, as long as long as it is not sharp and is forgotten by people, it is still very simple. The problem.

Lightning is like this. Two years ago, the number of people in lightning was about 2,000. According to common sense, after two years of game, the number of people should not still be in the level of 4,000, but this unreasonable result happened to the lightning team.

They are unknown and do not easily provoke other forces. They are also extremely attentive and cautious in recruiting players. When entering the game of spiritual dance, because they are the first players to enter, they chose the elf clan at the same time in order to isolate themselves from the world and strengthen themselves. Self-actual combat strength.

The departure of lightning players did not arouse the idea of other players. After all, the number of people on this battlefield has reached a terrible number. Although most players are now in a lively mentality, lightning has always kept a low profile and is usually a bird that does not go out, so few players present can recognize him. We are a team or a group of boring people.

"The rock dragon soared to the sky."

"Take advantage of now, all the members of the regiment should evacuate here uniformly." The yellow energy dragon rising into the sky sent the last batch of enemy players into the sky. Suddenly, it opened an eye-catching gap in the opponent's encirclement, roared at the players behind them and urged them.

"I know, boss. Let's withdraw..." A soldier in the rear nodded, urged to the rear, and then rushed out.

"Bell..."

"I know, all the priest players, get out of here with me." The wind bell did not talk nonsense. After releasing the last big fireball, he quickly withdrew to the outside of the circle with the priest player behind him.

Now the countdown to the Lingwangling has just begun, and there is no need to lose troops. The reason why the destruction hid far away at the beginning was also to deliberately consume time. However, the destruction is a little unfortunate. It is the end of life before the Lingwangling has not been completed for four hours.

"Do you still want to struggle dying?" Seeing that many destroying players still came crazily, they quickly came to the end of the main team. Now the most important thing is to retain strength. Fang Tianhua halberd spirals in the air, and the blue water mist halo is constantly condensing beside it.

"Break through the sky and cut through thousands of waves." The incidental skills of Fang Tian's painting halberd cut through the void and converge thousands of waves. When the wind and clouds surged, all the resistance forces were buried in the roar of Fang Tian's painting halberd.

In the elf area where the sun shines, the wind and clouds suddenly surged, and the sky above the head became dark. In the broken space, a huge wave followed and rushed towards the attacking players.

"Ah... God, what kind of skill is this? It's so horrible..."

"Oh my God, run..."

The player retreated quickly, but the huge waves moved faster. Almost in an instant, the wave flooded the flow of people cast by the destroyers, struggling fruitlessly, and floating corpses floated out of the water from the blue waves.

"LLD, if I had known that this skill was so horrible, I should have changed it just now." Due to my interception, the players of the regiment have withdrawn from the flow of people one after another. With the ghost god, the gun god, and the bell priest team, the four armies gathered together and rushed in the pre-planned direction.

"I didn't expect to destroy this guy to die in his hands. What about the King's Dust? There are only more than 10,000 people. Humph, Lingwang Lingling is mine." The flow of people gradually disappeared, and in the place where the fight just now, a figure jumped out of the dense forest, with a confident smile and the corners of his mouth.