Chapter 688 The Grand Debut of the Dark Pope

The music of elegant art and the strong fragrance of tea floated out naturally in the empty hut. The eight-pronged snake tasted the fragrant tea as usual. From time to time, he also looked up to watch the battle called 'millions of heroes' by later players in the three-dimensional large screen a few meters away.

His smile filled the face of the snake. Every minute, he would laugh more happily than the previous minute. This kind of heartfelt smile can never pretend.

There is a person sitting on the right side of Octopus. This person is another core figure "Emperor Sakura" who contributed to this big plan alliance. At the same time, he is also one of the youngest 'three guild presidents of online games' at this stage.

"The invincible myth of Chinatown, our biggest thorn in the eye, is finally going to be eradicated. It feels so good." Emperor Sakura elegantly raised his calves, and his handsome face was full of the pleasure of revenge.

"No matter how much you struggle, it's useless." The she's eyes stared at the screen without blinking: "The religious court and the heresy court are one of the strongest guilds in foreign countries. Their average strength is definitely much stronger than those miscellaneous alliance legions... The two are not on the same horizontal line. How to deal with these two guilds with tactics against miscellaneous soldiers? Is it possible that it will work?" Speaking of this, the eight-pronged snake suddenly turned his face and said, "Although we have lost some peripheral guild players and some elites... However, it is finally a matter of my mind to eradicate Chinatown in the plan. Ying, it's time for you to prepare for the celebration banquet.

"Haha!" Emperor Sakura stood up with a smile and glanced at the 'Army' of Chinatown, which had been forced to a dead end by the two guilds, the 'Religious Court' and the 'The heretical Court', and was blocking the door with Boss arms. He said slowly, "The salted fish in Chinatown can't turn over in any case... How many troops do they have now?"

"With less than 50,000, they are all defeated soldiers."

"Where are the two guilds?"

"There are at least 1 million... 20 times the number of people." The eight-pronged snake said, "It's this time to give up. I'm starting to admire these Chinese people... Well, there is an old saying in China, how to put it... If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry, and you won't die if you don't see the Yellow River..."

"If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry, and if you don't see the Yellow River, you won't die? Hahahaha!" Emperor Sakura laughed wildly and said, "Brother Snake, it is really appropriate to describe the Chinatown at this moment with these two sentences, hahahaha!"

"Huh? There are changes on the battlefield!"

Before the end of Emperor Sakura's laughter, the low cry of the eight-pronged snake came to his ear. Then he saw the man suddenly stand up, and his eyes were locked on the screen... The inner city of Chinatown, dozens of minutes ago - this was a battle that could not be won in any case. The gap between the number of the two sides was really too There is a great disparity. In the face of the enemy troops constantly pouring into the inner city from various gaps, even the top players such as Zhang Mu, A Mu and Ben Zun gradually feel a little powerless.

A good tiger can't stand a group of wolves! No one can stand the continuous battle!

The defense circle of Chinatown has become smaller and smaller under the fierce attack of the two major guilds of 'religion' and ' heresy', and has been completely forced to a dead end.

Standing under the 'five-star flag' and looking at the enemy troops entering the inner city, Zhang Mu took a deep breath helplessly, and lined up in an orderly row of blazing angels, purgatory novices, evil spirit insects and so on.

Zhang Mu looked at his partners who had been fighting with him and whispered, "Brothers, you can go offline if you have Boss arms... The Boss arms that died in battle cannot be resurrected with prestige points. In other words, once you are killed, they will disappear permanently. In order to avoid unnecessary losses, you ......"

As soon as they heard Zhang Mu say such depressing words, the remaining members of Chinatown were not happy and shouted one after another.

"It's just the Boss arms! If it's gone, it's gone. What's the big deal? We are not afraid! Never let these ghosts cut the 'five-star flag' behind us!"

"Damn it, you can cut the flag! We have to step on the bodies of the old men first!"

"Big boss, don't say such words again! You don't die. What are we afraid of? Compared with your Boss arms, what's the point of our loss?

"That's it! Boss, we still have people. Let's gather again and put them in the cannibal lake!"

"Yes! Gather again! Show them some color!"

Zhang Muzhi's blood was boiling and ambitious. He immediately patted the table and roared, "Okay! Fuck it! Guys, follow me and kill! Fight back with them!" "

"Hor!"

"Kill it!"

After saying that, Purgatory Xiaobai ignored the wounds on his body, grabbed Purgatory and rushed forward. Behind Purgatory Xiaobai, there were not only hundreds of thousands of brothers, but also millions of Chinese heroes who had sacrificed their silent support behind them!

... The fish belly turned white in the east, and the red light flashed out from the sky. This battle, which lasted for two days and two nights, is finally coming to an end. At this time, less than 50,000 players in Chinatown are likely to be embezzled at any time.

Perhaps the counterattack of Chinatown has had an effect. In order to avoid greater losses, the two guilds are making tactical adjustments to surnames.

At this time, a huge black spot appeared inexplicably a hundred miles away, completely banning the appearance of the newborn sun in the east.

The strange black spots brought the earth back to the dark arms, and this spectacle attracted the attention of most players on the battlefield.

"What is that?" Zhang Mu was also stunned and frowned and stared into the distance.

Black wind gusts, ghosts and wolves howl, a huge black hull building that is tens of thousands of meters long and can't be seen at a glance has come to the battlefield in a blink of an eye.

Looking up at this huge thing, everyone, including Zhang Mu, was stunned.

The two giants, John and Neil, changed their faces wildly, and there was a "gurgling" sound in their throats at the same time, screaming in their hearts: "Is it him! Why did he come here?

The black ark came to the sky over Chinatown and suddenly stopped. Then tens of thousands of black light ladders were shot from the bottom of the ship. Countless heroes with the words 'Dark Holy See' on their heads came down from the light ladder, and countless seas of soldiers appeared with them.

While these dark light ladders are constantly transporting soldiers to Chinatown, a black column that can accommodate hundreds of people appeared in the middle part of the black ark. A monster fell from the light column. The monster is more than 20 meters tall, and the whole body is black aerosol, which can change into various forms in an instant. At this time, it looks more It's like a crawling black fog lizard.

A man sat on the giant lizard. After the dragon landed, the man slowly said, "John, Neil, get out of this battlefield. I'll protect Chinatown."

"Dark Pope!!" John and Neil exclaimed at the same time.

"Dark Pope?!" Zhang Mu's heart thumped. Could it be the one in the previous life...

(to be continued)