Chapter 587 Counterattack (Ask for a monthly ticket!)

  The news of Chen Lun declaring war on the darkness quickly spread throughout the empire.

  The royal family, the Church of the Seven Gods, and even the major forces in the mysterious field knew about this matter. Some people supported it, some admired it, some ridiculed it, and some watched it coldly.

   But all can't deny one thing.

  That is the move of the generous parliament, which will surely be recorded in the annals of history.

  Leader Jack "White Dragon" Speight will also be remembered.

  Because no matter what, in such a bad situation of pollution, it is a good thing for the stability of the world and all forces to have someone take the lead in counterattacking the dark world.

   After nearly a week of preparation.

   At the end of January 4423 in the solar calendar.

  The mighty team, divided into ten teams, marched deep into the spiritual world at the same time.

   There are quite a few councilors who voluntarily participated in this operation, while the number of players is even greater. On average, each group has 70,000 to 80,000 to 100,000 people, led by the incarnation of the consul of the Senate, supported by members of the Golden Cup.

   Among them, the Four Horsemen of Fate each carry a group, while his body is invisible. The circus cadres were arranged to follow the death knight Qiao Ke. This group was numbered one and was the most important team.

   DAY OF ACTION.

  Ten crusade teams were on the second level of the spirit world, and they were attacked one after another.

   An exaggerated number of polluting organisms flooded in like a tide.

  However, the performance of the Immortal Stranger exceeded the expectations of fellow members of Parliament.

   Tens of thousands of extraordinary players shot together, charging forward without fear of death, and the gorgeous streamer like fireworks illuminated the dim vision.

  Players who took the three paths of the sun, flesh and blood, and the deep sea have become a solid barrier, firmly resisting the dark tide.

   On the flanks, Conspiracy, the Moon and even a very small number of Destiny players are crazy output, harvesting polluting creatures.

   In the rear, natural players are in charge of healing, stars and magic players burst into flames, arrows and various spells emerge one after another, overwhelmingly attacking the pollution tide.

  Hundreds of tainted creatures die instantly, falling under the player's horrific power.

  Circus cadres and congressmen were shocked.

   "It's no wonder Master Jack has confidence in them. The speed of progress of the undead strangers is indeed too fast. It has only been more than two years since they appeared, and such a huge group of extraordinary people has emerged..."

  Above the front line, on the huge platform made of shadows, dozens of Jinbei councilors gathered here, having heated discussions.

   "Before, they were only allowed to hunt freely, and the curbing effect on pollution was limited... Now that we gather this force, under our command, we will be able to counterattack to the dark world! Maybe this disaster can be completely eliminated!"

  Boom!

  More waves of pollution emerged from the edge of the dim horizon, as if descending out of thin air, and the crusade team suffered tremendous pressure all of a sudden!

   "The player on the left couldn't stand it anymore, the front line was directly overwhelmed, and the pollution monster came in!"

   A player yells.

  In the nearby channel, speeches flew by so quickly that they couldn't be seen clearly.

   Fortunately, before departure, Chen Lun deliberately subdivided the players of each team, just like in the **** battle, there were almost a hundred players.

  Under this arrangement, players have their own chat channels for communication, and between information transmissions, the originally chaotic formation is being adjusted in an orderly manner.

   Not long after, the Gold Cup councilors received an order from Lord Jack and officially took action.

  A dozen or so winding shadows are like long ties, passing over the players' heads, and falling straight to the "gap" of the fight, resisting those strange-looking polluting creatures in time.

  The Polaris team is fighting hard at the moment.

  One of the Golden Cup members fell from the sky and landed not far from them.

   "Brother Beizi, reinforcements are coming!"

  The Dragon King shouted happily.

  Seeing this, Polaris plucked up his confidence, directly transformed into a "crocodile man" form, and rushed into the pollution tide with a stick and sword in his hand.

   There were too many monsters, he didn't even have room to move, and the "Antelope Hoof" was useless. But he is already a [trapeze], relying on teleportation and the cuticle that resists blows, he forcibly killed a **** path.

   Boom boom boom!

  Several black and red magic flying cards fell into the surrounding pollution tide, and a violent explosion occurred, and the players who were closer were excited.

   "It's Brother Beizi!"

   "Amazing, what the hell!"

   There are many anchor players in the crusade team. They have already started live broadcast and video recording. Even those who failed to participate in this main mission can watch it in real time on the game forum.

  At this moment, dozens of live broadcast rooms are broadcasting the current situation of the battlefield from different positions and different angles at the same time, and a total of more than 20 million viewers are watching here.

  The heroic posture of Polaris was once again noticed by the players.

   It is worthy of being the first person on the ranking list...

   Right at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

   Behind the pollution tide, a large group of men in black robes suddenly rose up, with silver praying mantis knives spread out in both arms, leaped up, and quickly attacked and killed the frontline players.

   "Dark followers!"

   "Beware of the sixth child!"

   "Blanch!"

  Among the chaos, dozens of white lights emerged, and these players were instantly killed by the sharp mantis arm if they were not paying attention.

  Dark believers are not only powerful themselves, but also master some kind of magic to manipulate polluted creatures.

  I saw a skinny old man who was the leader standing in the turbulent pollution tide, holding up the mantis arm, black sticky jelly sprayed from his mouth and nose, and seemed to have vitality to attach itself to the surrounding polluted creatures.

   Not long after, hundreds of polluting creatures seemed to have received an invisible order, and adjusted their charge formation, attacking the weak points of the player group like every stitch.

   "I can't stand it anymore!"

   "Why is there no one?!"

   "Help, shit!"

   Another hundred white lights dissipated on the battlefield.

  Just as the players in this area were anxious.

  Behind the aged dark believer who was the commander, a figure in a black dress suddenly appeared!

  Light golden hair fluttering, a huge black sickle quietly cut down!

   Bass!

   A head soared into the sky.

   While the blood was spraying, the manipulated polluted creatures suddenly lost their guidance, and driven by the instinct of killing, they flocked towards the player indiscriminately.

   "Jack's nun..."

  Many players noticed this scene with excitement on their faces.

  Aww—

   A wolf howl spread over the battlefield.

  The dark giant wolf emerged, holding an illusory yellow orchid in its mouth, and rushed into the pollution tide with the nun in the black dress on its back.

  The deformed monsters were dismembered under the scythe, and blood was flying everywhere.

  It seems that nothing can stop her pace.

  In less than half a minute, more than twenty dark believers died under that scythe!

  On the other side, Noah, Alex and Antonio and other circus cadres also took action one after another, targeting and killing dark believers.

  As long as there is no command of these guys, it is only a matter of time before the players clear the pollution tide.

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  The fierce battle lasted for almost an hour.

  The mortals in this world can't even notice what kind of terrible turmoil happened in the second layer of the spiritual world...

  Under the dim horizon like the end of the world.

  There are mountains of corpses everywhere, and rivers of blood flow.

  After the players die, they all turn into white light and dissipate, returning to the resurrection point in the present world, so that these are all strangely shaped remains of polluted creatures.

   In this battle, hundreds of thousands of players were killed once, and tens of thousands of players were killed more than twice. The battle was quite tragic.

   On the ruins of the **** battlefield.

  I saw ten thin figures in black robes walking slowly over countless wreckages, and the remaining polluting creatures all around gave way in unison.

  The players present, Jinbei councilors and circus cadres, and even the audience who were watching the live broadcast all noticed this scene immediately.

  The black robe slowly came off.

   revealed ten humanoid monsters combining flesh and machinery.

  The face was covered with blood, blue flames were burning in the two dark eye holes, black gears on the jaw, shoulders and limbs were turning tirelessly, splashing out viscous and weird grease.

  A powerful heart is exposed, beating rhythmically.

   "Dark Craftsman?!"

   "Familiars of the Dark Father..."

   "It's a boss-level monster! A mythical-level polluting creature!"

  The players threw out probes one after another, horrified.

  Although I can't see the specific information, the name and danger are deeply imprinted in my heart.

  "Ignorant human beings, why don't you surrender to the darkness?"

  A dark craftsman puppet opened its mouth, and the brass spring piece made a crisp, human-like sound under the action of the gear.

   "You all should become part of the darkness!"

   Woo—

  The ten dark artisan puppets suddenly flashed an afterimage and rushed towards the player.

  Dozens of arms that are too fast to be seen swing hundreds of times in a few seconds, and all kinds of cold weapons that are tightly held pass across the players' bodies, beheading them instantly.

   Chi Chi Chi Chi!

  Ten tracks ran over the wreckage, stirring up flesh and blood droplets.

  The dense white light dissipated one after another.

   Boom boom boom!

  On the shoulders of the dark craftsman puppet, two iron cannons stood up, and they fired powerful shells, killing thousands of players in an instant.

  Seeing this, the rest of the players quickly retreated, because they knew that this was not an enemy that could be killed by numbers at all...

  Large rear.

  The black-robed Qiao Ke turned his head and looked aside.

  A white-haired old man wearing a pointed hat was sitting on a small bench, carefully reading an ancient scroll.

   "Master Carmen, I will leave these ten dark families to you."

   Qiao Ke's hoarse voice sounded.

  The circus cadres all looked at the old mage with anticipation in their eyes.

  After Carmen joined the team, they had never seen him make a shot.

"ah…"

  Carmen raised his head and glanced at the distant battlefield.

   His turbid eyes locked on the ten raging black craftsmen.

   "Why is this thing a bit like the church guard you created?"

  He shook his head, didn't go into it, put away the scroll and stood up.

   "Hey, I hope my old bones don't ruin your business..."

  Master Carmen took out the staff from the canvas bag, and gently touched it in front of him.

  The blue-green rod tip crystallizes with brilliance.

  The ground rumbled, and a stone platform tens of meters high rose from the ground, lifting Carmen to a high altitude.

   He was muttering something in his mouth, a blue-green light emerged from his body, and there appeared one after another Frederick Seals on his body surface.

  Countless players looked at this side, and the audience in the live broadcast room also noticed the old man. After some insiders learned about the science, it turned out that the mage was a member of the circus, a magic saint named Carmen!

   After seven or eight seconds of singing.

  Master Carmen's eyes suddenly widened, and he swung his staff forward.

   "Torrent!"

  嗡—

  The dazzling blue-green laser burst out from the tip of His rod.

  A beam of light with a diameter of several meters hit a dark craftsman directly, instantly annihilating it into dust!

  The old mage swung his staff.

  Boom—

  The laser precisely swept across the remaining dark puppets, without exception, they were instantly blasted into nothingness by the laser.

  Chichi...

   Laser light dissipates.

  On the battlefield, a huge black pothole and an S-shaped fissure were left behind, with terrifying magic remnants and even strong pollution.

  The players who were walking the magic path were staring blankly and speechless.

   Immediately, when they looked at the old mage on the stone platform again, their eyes were full of heat...

  Chen Lun, who was invisible, looked at this scene, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

  ‘As expected of Ms. Fred Cui’s student, Mage Carmen really hides everything, killing ten mythical creatures with one spell…’

  He quickly glanced at the panel record.

  Looking at the extra 40 million experience points, he smiled even more.

   'Need more...'

  (end of this chapter)