Chapter 841 The lion opens its mouth! Make a big bet!

The battle, which lasted for an hour and a half, finally came to an end. After all, the cracked earth mythical beast with sharp thorns all over its body can't turn the world by itself. Under the siege of A Mu, Ben Zun and the Northeast, it turned into a pile of dust, drifted away with the wind, and disappeared forever in the heroic and invincible world.

Hundreds of millions of players who watched the battle burst into an unprecedented burst of applause and cheers at the moment when the earth-breaking mythical beast fell to the ground and died.

"Cool! It's so cool! Good job in Chinatown! Myth hurts a good job! A Mu! I will! Hooligan! Good job!"

"Injured brother! You are so fierce! Idol!"

"It's fucking exciting!"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and the audience's emotions were mobilized. This tortuous ten-person melee is definitely called the word 'classic'.

The three people who stood in the middle of the arena as winners looked at each other and raised their right hands clenched into fists to the sky.

This symbolizes victory!

This symbolizes glory!

"Aju, this time, thanks to you, our team can win this game." A Mu said sincerely.

Mythical laughter: "Don't even look at me who I am!"

The thunderous applause lasted for ten minutes before stopping. A Mu's group left the arena one after another and returned to the audience through the participants' channel.

"Big guys did a good job!" Zhang Mu laughed happily, "Especially you, Ah Wound!"

"Hey hey..." Looking at the guild channel, private chat channel, friend channel, etc., the tide of congratulatory messages came to him, even though the myth was hard-skinned. At this time, he also blushed a little. He was like a little girl who was afraid of strangers and muttered without knowing what to say.

"Don't worry, the Bosses and artifacts lost on the battlefield will find a way to help you match them again." Zhang Mu patted the mythical injured shoulder.

"Oh! Speaking of artifacts, twelve, we just captured two of the other party's first-class artifacts..." A Muhu said.

Because the two sides chose 'death fight' before the battle, there is a certain chance that the artifact will fall after the death of Boss. Except for the 'strategic treasures' equipped on the hero, which will not fall, other rules are the same as field encounters.

"Artifact... You can take it." Zhang Mu waved his hand and smiled, "That's the booty you have worked so hard to seize. I don't want it."

"That's good!" A Mu smiled.

At this time, the aisle of the auditorium on the right suddenly quieted down.

Everyone looked sideways, but there were five third batch of agents led by Lv Bu. They were walking this way, and the distance between the two sides was no more than 100 meters.

"You have lost two games. Why do you still want to have a test?" Zhang Mu smiled and looked at Lv Bu blankly. While Zhang Mu was talking, Di Valen, Tang Xuan, Lucky Hand and one-eyed pirates all stood up from their seats.

The atmosphere at the scene can be described in four words - tension.

Leaving aside the hatred between Zhang Mu and Lv Bu, Di Valen and others have an inexplained and unclear relationship with the Pope, the Pope, etc. In a word, none of them like each other. Even if there is no Zhang Mu, they will definitely get along with each other today.

"I didn't expect your people to be so powerful. I was convinced that I lost these two games." Lv Bu spread out his hands.

"Then what are you doing here?" With Zhang Mu's wisdom, how could he not guess Lv Bu's thoughts? The reason why he asked knowingly was that Zhang Mu didn't want to fight the third battle with them in vain. He wanted to get some benefits for the guild. Chinatown is still a little short of the minimum resources needed for the founding of the country... "Let's start another game and play a 'friendly match'." Lv Bu said slowly.

"Reason?" Zhang Mu tilted his head and said with a smile.

"As early as two months ago, we agreed to fight a battle today. Why do we need a reason now? Are you afraid of it? Lv Bu smiled.

"Haha! I'm afraid..." Zhang Mu laughed wildly and said, "It seems that you are fully sure that you can beat us this time?"

"That's not necessarily... 90%." Lv Bu said with a faint smile.

"Ninety...it's up to you?" Di Valen raised his eyebrows. Although the one-eyed pirate beside him did not say anything, he let out a muffled hum from his nose, which was obviously disdainful to Lv Bu's arrogance at this moment.

"Good! Confident, I like it!" Zhang Mu's eyes suddenly looked like a torch, and he said harshly, "What's the point of fighting like this? Make a bet."

"A gamble?" The expression on Lv Bu's face was slightly sluggish, but he didn't expect that Zhang Mu would propose to use the appointment to gamble.

Zhang Mu sneered: "Didn't you 'Wei Shu Wu' always want to use this appointment to build momentum for yourself? Yes, I will complete you, provided that the bet should not be less than 2 billion guild resources!"

"2 billion guild resources? Is it necessary to play so big?" Lv Bu's face became a little ugly.

2 billion guild resources, 'Wei Shuwu' is not impossible to take out, but once these resources are lost, the economic development of the 'Wei Shuwu' guild will go back by three months! It is equivalent to more than half of the national treasury being looted, or it is equivalent to suffering a national war on the scale of a million people!

'What a twelve-winged angel! Hero Invincible has only been open for less than two years, and it has only been more than a year since the public appeared. Unexpectedly, it requires the other party's guild resources for three months! Is he so confident?' Others may have no feelings about gambling with 'guild resources', but as a dark pope, how can Di Valen not know what this large amount of resources represents to his own guild? My heart suddenly turned up.

'What a terrible twelve-winged angel... unexpectedly put forward such a big bet, 2 billion guild resources...' The Pope and the Pope looked at each other in front of each other, and they were a little glad that it was not their own guild that stabbed the hornet's nest.

"This... I can't make the decision. Please give me some time to talk to the 'three princes'." The momentum on Lv Bu's previous body suddenly weakened. Think about it, no matter what Zhang Mu says, he is also the president of Chinatown, who holds the real power in his hands. Although Lv Bu, although he was heavily used by the guild, he was only a fierce general and legion commander. In addition to his status, he is several grades different from Zhang Mu.

"I'll give you five minutes." Zhang Mu smiled and sat back in his seat.

"Damn it! Twelve, didn't I make it clear to you just now? Our Chinatown is only short of 1 billion resources to build a country!" The 'Emperor of Chinatown', who was sitting in the back row watching the battle, grinned.

Zhang Mu smiled and said, "No matter how many guild resources are, they are not enough... I originally wanted to bet 4 billion, but I was afraid of scaring them."

(to be continued)