Chapter 491 Nine Ethnic War Zone

It has been a few days since the opening of the nine-ethnic war zone, and everyone is working hard to prepare for the war. In addition to Zhang Mu's group, there are more than 3,000 members in Chinatown alone preparing to participate in this activity, and there are countless players in other districts. It is Zhang Mu himself who revealed this news.

Zhang Mu lay on the sofa beside him and said with a smile, "The more players enter, the easier it will be to gain prestige. If we are lucky enough, two days will be enough to fill the reputation of building the 9th-order barracks. Tell them the secrets that players will know sooner or later. Anyway, you can't sell money if you stay in your hands, right?

On March 30, the noisy twelve working rooms in Ping said that they were surprisingly quiet. Throughout the studio, except for Wu Ling and Qin Xiaoke, a little couple who practiced heroism, all the rest of the members were missing, as if the world had evaporated. Those crooked tables, chairs and benches were also neatly arranged, and the computer desktop was even more spotless.

Naturally, Zhang Mu's group of people will not really evaporate in the world. At this moment, when entering everyone's bedroom, people will find that these young people in their early 20s are all lying on their heads covered, sleeping from morning to dark, from dark to late at night.

This is Zhang Mu's pre-war order. In his words, it is: "If you don't sleep, you have to sleep if you make it sleepy!" For 48 hours, what if you don't have enough energy? Go to sleep for me!"

**** At 7:40 a.m. on the 31st, everyone sat energetically in front of their computers and waited for the opening of the 'Nine Ethnic War Zone'. After a day and a night's rest, their spirits all reached their peak, more excited than taking medicine. Not only that, everyone also prepared a variety of physical supplements for the next 48 hours of battle.

Fatty, Longgen, Northeastlao, etc. have prepared several boxes of Red Bull drinks for themselves, as well as the legendary 'sincere magazine' used to refresh themselves. The girls such as Night Romance, Deng Jie and Weiyang are not as vulgar as them, but the snacks bought in the supermarket are almost piled up in half of the workshop. If you don't pay attention, they will Zhang Mu did not comment on stepping on potato chips or chocolates printed with stars on a package.

As time gets closer and closer to 8 o'clock, there are more and more players gathered at the gate of the nine-ethnic war zone, and they can't be seen at a glance. Among them, members of Chinatown only account for a part.

Dingdong... The strong wall clock pointer pointed to 8 o'clock. Zhang Mu and others standing in the innermost part frantically pointed to the entrance of the nine-ethnic war zone. Looking at the scene, it seemed to be back to the time when the server was just opened.

"Before entering the nine-ethnic war zone, please confirm that there are no other ethnic arms in the army..."

"Confirm!"

"Rules of the nine-ethnic war zone..."

"Ignore!"

"Pay the admission fee..."

"Yes!"

After a series of system prompts, Zhang Mu successfully entered the holy church base. There were only more than 100 players who came first than him. At this time, he was rushing out of the fence crazily.

There are more than 100 NPCs in the Holy Church Camp. Players can receive 'hunting missions' from them. As the player's reputation improves, the difficulty of hunting missions will also increase.

After quickly receiving more than 30 difficult tasks, Zhang Mu controlled the white bone mammoth to squeeze out along the crowd.

The nine ethnic groups' war zone is extremely wide, and the strategic map is square. There are nine camps below, representing nine races. According to Zhang Mu's visuals, the number of orc players is the largest among the nine races, the holy church is the second, the elves and elements are the third, the ghosts and hells are the fourth, and the forests and swamps are the fifth. The smallest number is the hidden race of 'underground', which seems to be more than a hundred people.

After leaving the camp, players began to disperse around, looking for prey on the map. The brushing rate of monsters in the nine clans war zone is dozens of times that of ordinary strategic maps. The monsters on the surface have just disappeared, and a few piles will be brushed out immediately.

But these 1 to 5 levels of arms are not Zhang Mu's target. His goal is more high-level monsters. They often contain a lot of prestige. Only by playing high-level arms can they brush their reputation to 'worship' in just 2 days!

1 hour passed quickly. When other players were fighting with monsters, Zhang Mu had not opened yet. However, he had left the holy army and ran to a deeper place on the map alone.

"Haha, it's you!" Zhang Mu smiled and bumped a team of innocent dark knights into the battle space.

Zhang Mu's strength: 3500 farmers, 1100 sharpshooters, 1000 sword infantry, 800 elite crusaders, 800 royal eagles, 700 penitent priests, 600 dragon eagle knights, siege dragon cannons.

This is all the holy temple arms he has accumulated in the past half month. For this 'nine clans war zone', Zhang Mu can be said to have made full preparations, although he did not expect to use this holy temple strength to fight reputation at all... The opposite arms are 40 teams of 300 units of dark knights.

The fat man took time to glance at Zhang Mu in his busy schedule and immediately said antonishly, "It's too shameless. Are you directly looking for trouble with the 7th-order arms?"

Zhang Mu smiled and said, "Otherwise, how can the power of the ice age be perfectly reflected..." After saying that, the ice ring girl waved the Ord wand and froze the speeding dark knights into pieces.

"Congratulations on getting 100 points of prestige."

"Oh, people deserve to die. If you fight one battle, I will fight three battles..."

"Haha...! I can't help it. Who called me strong?

A few hours later - most of the players were wandering around the periphery. In the middle, Zhang Mu met the gods alone and killed the gods, and the demons entered the deep part of the war zone. His reputation was among the best in the Shengtang clan, reaching 10,700 points, and the second place was only 6,500 points.

But to Zhang Mu's surprise, there are many masters hidden among other players who entered the nine-ethnic war zone this time. Take the underground clan as an example, the first player named 'Plague' has 8,900 reputation, which is 2,100 points higher than me.

The reputation of the "Huangquan" players of the Hell clan has reached 9,600 points, which is comparable to him in terms of reputation acquisition. As for the higher reputation than him, Zhang Mu has not found it for the time being.

"Sure enough, I'm right. There are still many master players. When can I really be ahead of all players... Alas!" Zhang Mu sighed, did not dare to be careless, and accelerated the speed of reputation acquisition.

Until 10 o'clock that night, Zhang Mu won a total of 57,000 reputations, half away from 'worship'.

"At this speed, I can start building the cavalry camp tomorrow morning... In the remaining day, I should be able to brush the 'legend'..." Zhang Mu said to himself and poured a large mouthful of cool Pu'er into his throat.

"Legend? What if the reputation reaches the legend? The fat man tilted his head and asked.

Zhang Mu laughed and said, "To build a 9th-order cavalry camp, you need to reach 'worship'. To build the 10th-order Yunzhong City, you naturally need to reach 'legendary'... It's not easy to come once. You must brush it vigorously. You can brush as much as you can."

Wei Yang frowned and said, "Brother Mu, I seem to remember that behind the legend, there is also an epic... If the 10-level Yunzhong City is built, then what kind of arms is built in this epic?"

Zhang Mu shook his head: "I don't know. Maybe it's a stronger army than an angel... God knows."

The fat man was appalled: "A stronger arms than angels? What the hell is that?

"Don't ask me, I'm still full of fog..."

At this moment, a team of computer heroes suddenly rushed out of the fog of war, and his race could be easily distinguished from his blue-faced fangs. This is an orc hero.

"Eh? Is there a hero here? Zhang Mu was stunned, but he had no intention of running away.

Indrusive in the battle space! When he saw the other party's arms and troops, Zhang Mu's hands shivered, and the teapot almost fell to the floor.

"Wow! This white orangutan is so beautiful!" Deng Jie's eyes were shining.

"In the battlefield of the nine races, there are top creatures! There are so many..." Wei Yang looked straight, covered his mouth and exclaimed, and the rest of the people gathered around when they heard the voice.

The arms called 'white orangutan' by Deng Jie are the legendary god of war of the orcs, the Bemeng beast.

Bimon Beast: The 10th-level upgraded arms of the orcs, the strongest attack among the 10th-level arms and the most bloody killing machine. Except for the Titan, any 10-level arms will be chopped in front of it. The huge sickle-like claws can easily cut the thick skin of the dragon clan. The fly in the ointment is that the movement speed of the Mongosaurus is slightly slower than that of the same-order arms, and only the swamp nine-headed dragon is slower than it.

Special surname 1: Break the armor and reduce the opponent's defense by 80%.

Special surname 2: The body is smashed, ignoring the enemy's defense, causing 200% damage.

Special surname 3: Bemon's fear makes the enemy's arms feel afraid, thus losing the mobile phone meeting, which is the same as the dragon clan 'Longwei'.

"This battle... can't be fought!" Zhang Mu swallowed his saliva.

Orc Hero Force: 2500, 2500 Gobre Warrior, 2000, 2000 Centaur Shooter, 2000, 2000 Giant Axeman, 3500 Berserker, 3000 Slaughter, 1500, 1500 Senior Shaman, 2500 Two-legged Flying Dragon King, 2000 Chief, 1000 Storm Cyclops, 500 Bemon Beasts.

"There are too many troops! Shit, it's so scary! Hey? Yes? The chief?!" The fat man suddenly shouted, "Brother! That's the hidden arms of the orcs! "Big Chief!"

Big Chief: Orcs 8th-order hidden arms, extremely high attack, is the hidden series of the Tauren Chief.

Zhang Mu said with a bitter face, "Even if it is a hidden drawing of level 8, I can't do it!" The other party has too many troops, and I can't beat them at all... No matter how powerful the Ice Age is, it is impossible to lose 500 units of Bimeng Beast in a second. The vitality of this monster is more tenacious than that of cockroaches!"

In fact, even if the other party has only 500 units of Bimon Beast, Zhang Mu is not sure to take it, not to mention that there are tens of thousands of younger brothers and followers next to this Bimon Beast.

"Wow, Great Chief... 8th-order hidden drawings..."

Suddenly, a stranger sent a series of secret words: "Hey, do you want to help? If you want, pause first. I'll be right over.

The person who speaks is called 'A Mu'.

(to be continued)