Chapter 718 717. Last Courage

   "Get ready for battle."

  Brown shouted, his hands were shaking, and he was about to lose his grip on the sword. In fact, even his voice had begun to tremble. That suit of armor was the only thing he could rely on now.

Brown has never faced a real monster, not even an ordinary beast. No, back 10,000 steps, he has never really fought life and death. The guy who was bullied by a group of people.

   He knew that this was not a magic tide, and those monsters might not necessarily pass through Sundown Town, but the instinctual fear still made Brown grit his teeth, for fear that if he was discouraged, his knees would relax along with his buttocks, and he would slump.

   At this time, Brown saw that those "players" actually took up arms one by one and came to the edge of the fields they had opened up, trying to surround the town.

   They had no armor on their bodies and were still in their original clothes, but these people were not afraid.

  Even what Brown saw in the eyes of these people was excitement and anticipation.

  Is this a monster?

  Those monsters that are far more ferocious than beasts, tyrannical and cruel!

   Aren't they afraid of death? ! !

  Well, it seems that they are not afraid of death.

  Brown suddenly thought that summoned creatures like players are indeed not afraid of death. Even if they die physically, they can quickly climb out of the quagmire and regenerate. He even envies these people.

   But Brown didn't want to be these people.

  Because of what to say, although these players look smart, they are actually stupid.

   How can anyone help others to farm land, open up wasteland, and build houses without asking for anything in return, and this group of players is too curious and powerful, and they have no worries at all.

   And, just a little reward is enough.

  Brown doesn't understand.

   But it seems pretty good to have these players in front of you?

The knights he led were also bullying the weak and fearing the tough. They had never seen the world. Facing the scene where the mountains and rain were coming, it was already the limit to be able to hold the sword. If the monsters ran out of the forest, these people estimated that They will throw away their armor and armor immediately and run away.

   At this moment, the old eggplant stood in the field with the sword Lu Han gave him in his hand.

   He has never actually fought a battle, or even played a real CS. After thinking about it, the old eggplant thinks that they can't just stand here in a daze.

   At least a little cover is needed.

   So the old eggplant chose to squat down and hide behind the ridge.

  The thundercloud storm rumbled, the whole forest swayed, the air became cold, and the old eggplant even felt that he could breathe out white breath.

   Ahead, in the deep forest, there seems to be something passing by at high speed.

  Old Eggplant couldn't help clenching the sword in his hand.

   This feeling is like a hobbit hiding in a tree hole, worried that the Nazgul will find him, his heart is beating, for fear that the other party will suddenly stop and find him.

  Fortunately, although those voices were loud and noisy, they quickly passed through the forest, and they didn't seem to notice the side of Sunset Town.

   Just when the old eggplant listened to the sound of the wild beasts in the forest gradually getting smaller, and thought that the monsters had left, suddenly, the whole forest fell into some kind of strange silence.

  Old Eggplant subconsciously held his breath, trying to hide himself.

   But it's not that simple.

  The old eggplant heard a rustling sound, as if a thousand bugs were moving on the smooth ground, and the thousands of legs were constantly intertwined.

   He felt a shudder.

  Old Eggplant is half a southerner, and he has seen the big cockroaches in the south, and he has seen all kinds of strange bugs on the trees when he was a child, but he still overestimated his ability to accept.

   A shadow spread out among the trees.

  Old Eggplant saw that those shadows that materialized were not some weird and extraordinary visions, but bugs.

   A multipedal insect the size of a football is attacking in its own direction.

Most of those worms have six to ten legs, their bodies are not large, but their heads are full of eyes. Some worms are as bloated and fat as worms, while others have wings and slender bodies, with only mouthparts that look like worms. Mosquitoes are generally slender steel needles.

  Old Eggplant's scalp was numb, his heartbeat reached the limit, all the blood rushed to his head, and his eardrum was buzzing, as if someone was beating wildly.

   These are not bugs at all, but the worst nightmare from hell!

   The moment the bugs attacked, the roar sounded.

  The players on the front line used their shouts to ease their fears. They held long swords, spears, hammers, etc. in their hands to fight against those bugs with mortal bodies.

   But the next moment, the torrent spread, and the bodies of those players were fragile, and in the blink of an eye, they were completely submerged by the insect swarm.

  Old Eggplant suddenly felt a burst of relaxation at this time.

   It's like the body is numb and relieved after being nervous for half an hour because of classwork and needing to give a speech on stage.

   With a sword in his hand, he slashed at the bugs.

  Old Eggplant was surprised to find that this tattered long sword could easily cut off the head of the bug, and countless eyeballs were cut open by the sword, red, yellow, green, and the slurry burst.

  Old Eggplant feels that he is possessed by the souls of all kinds of awesome game protagonists at this moment.

   However, the next moment, a steel needle-like mouthpart penetrated his chest, and before he could even experience the pain caused by the game, the old eggplant was submerged, torn apart, and killed by several bugs.

The first line of defense formed by the    players was quickly devoured.

  Those bugs swarmed in the direction of Sunset Town through the fertile fields.

  The townspeople witnessed the sacrifices of the players. They were terrified and panicked. They could only protect themselves with hoes and sickles in their hands.

  Brown had completely fallen into fear beyond death at this time, but he did not tremble any more, because his legs were completely stiff, like pouring cement, and he could not move.

   Looking at the swarms of worms, in the eyes of everyone, the light of hope is about to go out.

  Brown widened his eyes with the strength that he almost gritted his teeth, staring blankly at the bugs coming to him.

  Behind him, the townspeople were already scattered in fear, wailing and crying one after another.

  Brown never dreamed that he would die in such a situation, protecting these ordinary people.

   Suddenly, Brown felt a lot more relaxed. He raised the sword in his hand and charged towards those swarms.

  Perhaps people can be so relaxed when they are about to die.

   he thought.

   Then, Brown saw that the swarm in front of him suddenly exploded like a balloon.

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