The war between Dawn City and the Legendary Mercenary Group is like the China-South Korea LOL competition in the 21st century. The former operates various split-push operations, taking advantage of the fact that players can be resurrected to plunder small resources, thus starting to snowball and continuously expanding its advantage.
The latter is a bit more reckless. Since the equipment of all members has been updated on a large scale, not only does it have absolute control over team battles, but it also has more capital than Dawn City.
In a word, they can afford to fight. Even if the quality is not as good as the Dawn regular army, they can be crushed several times in quantity. The legendary mercenary group is almost always looking for opportunities to start a group.
pity.
Dawn City just won't fight with you, and the regular legions never show up. They just guard the stronghold with some players. William has already handed over all other proactive offensive tasks to the players.
Not to mention anything else.
Most of the current players have become high-level professionals, and they have become one of the many foundations of Dawn City. Even if the enemy has a strong master, it is impossible to kill them instantly.
Therefore, when the epic profession is no longer a cabbage and cannot take into account all the strongholds, various split-push gameplays that lead to death will naturally allow players to reach perfection and reach the pinnacle.
Many mercenaries who survived the death stream yelled at the devil, and even quit the group and went home to farm, not daring to compete with the players.
after all…
When a group of players who were not afraid of death, holding magic cannonballs, scrolls, and magic crystals, rushed towards them with big mouths grinning, the latter's mood was really complicated. It made them feel like they had encountered an army of dark creatures. , encountered the undead.
As time goes on.
After the two sides fought for seven full days.
The legendary mercenary group took the initiative to give up the first-level mission on the mainland. Paul Bain's old and proud face was suddenly slapped and he was embarrassed to see anyone.
However, the meeting still has to be held. No outsiders, but you can meet your subordinates.
Paul Bane convened another meeting to try to find some way to restrain the Chosen Ones.
After Alfred noticed that the former was looking at him, he said with a shoehorned face: "Look at what I am doing. I have many elite soldiers and generals, but they are just ordinary berserkers. Not being afraid of death doesn’t mean they can be resurrected.”
"I didn't say anything..." Paul Bain twitched. You had already blocked me before he even spoke.
But Alfred still kept chattering: "Let me tell you, don't go around me and let my brother die, otherwise I will never be done with you."
As Paul Bain's henchman, Sikorat immediately slapped the table and stood up for the sake of the legion commander's face and roared: "Alfred, pay attention to your identity. You are now the deputy legion commander, and this is not the Arctic mercenary." corps!"
"What the hell?" Alfred, the big muscle tyrant in the Northern Territory, stood up and tilted his head to look at the little brat in front of him. He was almost about to take action. You are just an epic professional. Even if you are about to enter the legend, what do you have? Are you qualified to speak to me
Wendys, who is also the deputy commander of the army, interrupted everyone's conversation. She glanced at the 'comrades and partners' who were not united, and chuckled calmly: "The purpose of the meeting is not to come up with plans against the Chosen Ones. Any solution
As a result, you started to quarrel. Otherwise, you quarreled first. If you can't quarrel, then fight. If you can't fight, find someone else. Anyway, we all have more people. It can last for at least two months. What do you think? "
"Wendis, stop your sarcastic remarks. Everyone knows that you are attracted to William Heiye's stinky face. I think you are waiting for Dawn City to defeat us so that you can be included." Alfred was angry. In other words, when this big-muscled tyrant is angry, he can't control himself at all, and it depends on who can fight who.
Windis' expression changed slightly, and she held a snow-white staff in her hand. Alfred looked at her coldly, while Paul Bain looked up at the sky with a headache.
It's so difficult for me.
The disadvantage of the merger of three large mercenary groups has already appeared, that is, it cannot withstand any disturbance at all. If it can always obtain benefits, then everything is easy to say, but as long as there is a slight sign of failure, no one is willing to bear the consequences. Don't want to pay the price either.
It’s also because they are both legendary professionals, and they used to stick to their word, but now they start fighting if they don’t agree with each other.
Who the hell can withstand this? I’m under a lot of pressure!
All of a sudden.
Paul Bain began to envy His Highness the Prince's handsome face.
Many forces are now rumoring that the Lord of Dawn City does not actually need any strength. As long as he has that face, he can clearly command the masters of Dawn City and make them unable to complain.
MMP.
Just because he's handsome, he's awesome
Does good looks mean you can do whatever you want
And just when Alfred and Wendys were at war with each other, a suffocating breath appeared in the conference hall.
The expressions of all the epic professionals in the venue changed dramatically.
The expressions of the three legendary powerhouses were also a little unsightly. It seemed that they did not expect that this meeting would actually cause this adult to appear in person.
next moment.
A man wearing a golden armor and a golden mask slowly appeared in the center of the venue. He glanced at everyone present indifferently. Paul Bain stood up and gave up his seat, and said respectfully: "I have met the three masters of the Holy Armor. !”
"I've seen the three masters of Holy Armor." Alfred and others also stood up and saluted respectfully.
And this powerful man named Holy A3 was not sitting in Paul Bain's seat. He just said in an emotionless tone: "I will give you a huge benefit, allowing you to be closer to the Holy Realm. Go further and provide countless resources and equipment to your mercenary members. Are you going to repay me in this way now? "
"Or...are you going to repay the God of Slaughter in this way?"
As soon as this statement came out.
The entire conference hall fell into silence, a pin drop could be heard, and everyone could not help but stop breathing and heartbeat.
The words "Killing the Temple" are so frightening when spoken.
This mysterious organization that slaughters gods like dogs and dares to confront the gods is too strong.
Paul Bain kept organizing words in his mind, but he finally clenched his fists and said helplessly: "Those immortal chosen ones are too troublesome. In seven days, they destroyed the city by committing suicide. We have hundreds of strongholds, and it seems that they have suffered a lot of losses, but they have taken the biggest advantage by being able to resurrect."
Saint A3 wore a golden mask, and no one could see his face or expression. He just responded lightly: "If Dawn City attacks your stronghold, you must attack their stronghold? Don't you dare to directly attack them?" Enter the City of Dawn and destroy their lair?"
Paul Bain twitched his mouth and said it so simply. Do you want to be so direct? The war has just begun. Now we are going to be alone
The rhythm is wrong. There is no need to rush directly into other people’s crystals in the first wave of team battles, right
But the man wearing golden armor and holy clothes sneered again: "I know you are afraid, but as long as you dare to go up, even if I don't take action, the Temple of Killing will arrange enough help for you."
"Really?" Paul Bain couldn't help but gasped. If the Temple of Death really intends to help with all his strength, then Dawn City will be completely destroyed, and without actually killing William, his father may not take action. , even if he really takes action.
The Killing Temple is not a magic temple, nor does it have no peak saints. It is not certain who will win when the time comes.
The Third Saint glanced at him and said with a sigh: "The Temple of Killing wants to speed up, because the advancement of the Fourth Era has exceeded the expectations of the Temple of Killing.
The actions of those reincarnated gods also exceeded our imagination. They actually began to join the camps of all parties, making them a shield, making it impossible for us to take action easily.
Therefore, the Killing Temple needs you to become the top force in the Legend Continent and to master some intelligence information about those gods for us. "
Speaking of which.
He said in a deep voice again: "The purpose of the Temple of Killing is to prevent all living beings in the Continent of the Gods from being controlled by the gods. We have no intention of competing for the Lord of the Fourth Era, and we are not interested in using your 'legendary mercenary group' make it their own.
I pay and you contribute, this is a very good deal.
But the Temple of Killing is now providing money and people. If you still achieve any results, you should know what the consequences will be. "
The expressions of the three legends Paul Bain changed, and they immediately lowered their heads respectfully and said solemnly: "We will fight to the death to complete the mission."
After a long time.
When they raised their heads, they found that the saint who killed the temple had disappeared.
And this moment.
Countless people in the conference hall finally took a deep breath, because they were so frightened that their hearts stopped.
In fact, there are many epic professionals present who don't know anything about the Temple of Killing, let alone the situation of this saint.
They really want to know what kind of force the Killing Temple is, and what is the ranking of the Holy Armor Three in terms of strength
The biggest one is Holy Armor One
Otherwise, the bigger the number, the stronger the strength
But anyway.
The pressure brought on them by killing the temple was really too great.
After Paul Bain pondered for a while, he had a plan in mind. He said solemnly: "Dividing our troops for combat is very disadvantageous for us, because when the Saint cannot take action, we cannot conduct space shielding and cannot prevent the rescue of the teleportation array. .
Then we will attack with all our strength, target a city in Dawn City, and fight to death. "
Alfred frowned: "Dawn City or Beast Control City? These two cities are not easy to fight."
"Hmph, didn't William hand over the management of the city to those chosen ones? Then we will attack the five cities of Sand Sea. As long as we attack fast enough, those chosen ones will not be able to defend us at all.
And as long as we capture those cities in a short period of time, first close the one-way teleportation in Dawn City, and then use their teleportation array to transfer all the civilians, I can make William come here, except for the resurrected Chosen One. Other than that, he couldn't even see a hair on his head. "Paul Bain did not intend to massacre the city.
If you really do that.
Then they are not mercenaries, but a group of bounty hunters that everyone wants to beat. Not to mention that Dawn City cannot tolerate them, the same will be true for other forces in the Legend Continent.
And right now.
In the magic tower in Dawn City, Messis, who was holding a crystal ball, suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Well.
have to say.
Director Mo, who can suppress the God of Divination in terms of divination, really has no fear of anyone in terms of prediction, unless there is a Dharma Saint who is good at divination himself!
But apparently…
The more domineering Saint A3 seemed to be a reckless man.
… …
ps: The update is a bit late, sorry.