Chapter 853 End of the battle

"At this point, no matter how much you struggle, it's useless. Why don't you surrender?" Zhang Mu looked at Zhuoma with a blank face and said coldly.

After half an hour of fighting, the boss under the command of the Pope, Pope and Lv Bu was killed one after another. At this time, Zhuoma's 'Ancient Pterodactylus' was the only one left on the battlefield, struggling to resist the attack of the crowd. Although after the potential development, the attack, defense, speed and life of the Ancient Pterodactyl have been greatly improved. The degree of growth is not an opponent of Zhang Mu's four people.

All the spectators in the stands saw that the battle would end in the next few minutes.

"Let me surrender? That's impossible!" Zhuoma sneered and said, "Twelve Wings, I miscalculated your strength, so I didn't lose this battle unfairly. However, don't be too proud. It won't be long before I come back. At that time, I swear that I will wash away your insults to me today!"

" OK, I'll wait for that day!" Zhang Mu waved his hand, and the eight-armed and eight-armed generals jumped from the left and right sides to attack the ancient pterosaur respectively.

The newly resurrected one-eyed dragon, the god of heaven and the great spell master, after a long journey, also returned to the battlefield and joined the battle.

There is an old saying in China that two fists are hard to beat four hands, and a good tiger can't stand a group of wolves.

Zhuoma's current situation is more critical, because he is not facing a group of wolves, but a group of masters with world rankings and infinitely close to the top.

'Ban!'' Bang!'' Bang!'' Bang!'' Bang!''

Blood keeps overflowing from the body of the ancient pterosaur. Every minute of persistence, this 'big bird' will have several more wounds on its body, and its number is less than 400,000.

"Twelve Wings! Wait, I won't let you go!' Wang will never let you go! In the near future, I will watch your Chinatown be destroyed, and the beasts will destroy you and your friends!" Zhuoma shouted harshly and made the last struggle.

"Real is it? Then you can have a try!" Zhang Mu grinned, stretched out his hands, and tapped a few times on the virtual keyboard.

Jie Ba immediately raised the ape king stick, a series of shadows flashed, and the ferocious fire dragon swallowed up the ancient pterosaur in an instant and burned.

The last Boss on the battlefield, the five-grade ancient pterosaur, was killed!

Since all the bosses of the other party are dead, the next work will be much simpler. Under the leadership of Zhang Mu, Tang Xuan, Di Valen, and one-eyed pirates began to search for Lv Bu and other soldiers on the battlefield.

After about half an hour, the three consecutive battles of the death competition, which lasted for half a day, came to a successful end, and the final winner belonged to Zhang Mu's team!

'Boom!'

There was a tsunami-like applause in the stands!

"Big boss, you did a good job. I knew you would win." A member of Chinatown roared, afraid that others would not know that he was a member of Chinatown.

"Damn it, it's so exciting! Boss of Twelve Wings, do you still accept people in your guild? I want to join too!" Another member of the guild shouted.

Fat people also cheered and jumped in the stands.

"It's so beautiful!" The original and mythical injuries got up one after another and waved their arms.

The happiest thing is the emperor. Zhang Mu's victory not only won the honor of Chinatown, but also won up to 2 billion guild resources. In this way, Chinatown can enter the 10-level map to build the country anytime and anywhere, becoming the world's first guild to build the country!

Compared with Zhang Mu, the atmosphere on Lv Bu's side was not very good. A group of people sat on the bench with a gloomy look and said nothing.

The winners, princes, losers and thieves are the same in the real world and the online world.

In the deafening applause, the winners stepped into the audience one after another, and everyone's face was filled with a heartfelt smile.

"Haha, brother!" The fat man greeted him, grabbed Zhang Mu's arm and laughed loudly, "You have to treat me to a midnight snack!"

Zhang Mule said, "It's just a midnight snack, no problem! However, have you noticed any strange characters around here before?

"weird people? What is that?" The fat man grabbed his brain, and the rest of the people were at a loss.

Zhang Mu looked around. There were nearly 100 million spectators in the whole arena. Everywhere he looked, there were dense black spots everywhere. Where to find the 'Great Hermit' who prompted him?

With a change of mind, Zhang Mu raised his hand: "Forget it, I will definitely meet him again. Let's go. Today's task has been completed!"

"Good! Haha!"

Dozens of people followed the exiters. Zhang Mu opened his backpack and looked at it and immediately smiled. "There is something I forgot to tell you. I just captured Zhuoma's five-grade artifact."

"Frightened?!"

...A few hours later, the spectators in the arena left, but more than a dozen people did not leave. They sat lonely in the stands of the arena. They were not others, but Lv Bu's group.

"I didn't expect that we would lose, and we would lose so badly." Lv Bu was a little regretful. Originally, he wanted to use this appointment to build momentum for 'Wei Shu Wu'. Unexpectedly, Zhang Mu's strength was so strong that he lost three games in a row, and lost 2 billion resources of the guild. This feeling could not be simply described as 'bad'.

At this moment, Lv Bu felt that the sky was about to fall.

"Lv Bu, victory or defeat is a common thing for soldiers. Don't take it to heart." At this time, a man in a black robe suddenly came in and said as he walked.

A group of people led by Lv Bu looked back and immediately stood up and shouted neatly, "Mr. Cao!"

This person is Cao Gong, the head of the three princes of Wei, Shu and Wu.

Cao Wei smiled and waved his hand to signal everyone to sit down.

"Your performance today is actually very good, very good. Although it's a loss, it's glorious! Especially you, Lv Bu, you didn't let me down!" Cao Wei also patted Lv Bu on the shoulder when he spoke.

"Cao Gong, you..." Lv Bu's mind was so excited that he almost cried.

Cao Wei waved his hand with a smile: "Okay, okay, I know you have a full stomach. Let's turn grief and anger into strength. Cheer up, let's prepare for the future battles. Soon, the hero invincibility will enter the period of the national war. I hope you can wash away today's decades.

"Yes!" A group of famous generals of the Three Kingdoms shouted neatly.

"That's right. A good man should be ashamed and be brave." Cao Wei nodded with satisfaction.

On the other side, a chat channel - "I'm sorry 'Wang', I let you down. I not only lost to the Twelve Wings, but also lost the 'Atlantis Neptune City' you lent me." Zhuoma lowered her head and whispered, like a child who made a mistake and faced his parents.

"I watched your game today, and you didn't lose unfairly. From the perspective of combat effectiveness alone, the Twelve Wings have fully equipped with the strength of the 'Great Hermit' and even surpasses the 'Great Hermit'. Even if I am not fully prepared, I may not be his opponent, let alone you?" A low male voice quietly spread to Zhuoma's ears. Judging from the sound alone, the man should be about 30 years old.

"As for the five-pin artifact, if it's gone, it's gone. The old one won't go, and the new one won't come. Zhuoma, don't think about those messy things anymore. I will find a way to open up a reading space for you, so that you can recover your strength as soon as possible!"

"Wang..." Zhuoma was a little flattered.

"You go to rest first." Wang raised his hand.

"Yes!" Less than five minutes after Zhuoma left, four other mysterious men appeared in the small voice channel.

"Listen to the report of the smoker and the poisonous sugar, they seem to have encountered the 'sick Xiaozong' in the audience. Listening to the smoker's description, his impression of the twelve wings seems to be very good. Maybe this man will join the lineup of the twelve wings. We have to guard against it." The voice of the man who spoke was a little sharp.

"Oh? Has the disease also appeared? This man's strength is very strong. If he really joins the 'Chinatown', the strength of the twelve-winged angels will increase a lot, and it will also expose us. Alas, I really can't figure out what this man is thinking in his heart. Can't three or four artifacts touch his heart?

"Forget it, leave him alone. Is our plan going well?"

"It's going well. India, the United Kingdom, the United States, Germany, France, and Japan. Several front-line guilds in these six countries have formed secret alliances in private, and only wait for the resources to enter the 10th-level map to form the country. However, these six countries may not dare to fight with Chinatown. You know, there is also a dark Holy See around Chinatown, and its strength is also unfathomable. The one who said this was a female surname with a sweet voice.

"Hey hey, don't dare to do it? Then let's think of a way, butterfly. You are best at provoking discord.

"Ha ha ha!" The woman called Butterfly smiled delicately.

" By the way, how many hermits in the world have not defected to us?" The sharp man's voice sounded again.

"As far as I know, there are at least 2,000 'Hidden' in the 11th-level map, of which nearly 100 are 'Great Hermit' and 2 are at the 'Mountain' level."

"Oh? The 11th-level map is indeed a fertile land. In such a short time, there are masters of the 'outside the mountain' level? What's his name?

"One is called 'Son of the Sun', the other is called 'HappyJoy', one is Athenian and the other is British."

"Did you send a letter to invite them?"

"Hehe, who is a master who has reached the level of 'outside the mountain', which one is not more than the top? How can you be invited by us?

"Well... Kill them. These people are all fat and oily."

"Let me do it." Another man spoke.

(to be continued)