At the boundary between Glazed Tile District and Hell.
The Ghost Commander was coldly looking at the players who were trying to provoke him.
He didn't know why this strange creature that claimed to be a descendant of King Beiqi had appeared in the Underworld region. What was most inconceivable to him was that there were actually many familiar faces among them that he had killed before.
During this period of time, his camp had been harassed by this force no less than hundreds of times.
These self-proclaimed players had never fought them head-on since that battle. Instead, they formed small teams and provoked them around the camp.
He had thought that after a few bloody clean-ups, these weak existences would be afraid. However, the reality was the exact opposite. The harassment became more and more intense, which undoubtedly provoked the Ghost Commander. This time, he led all his subordinates to Hell to see what exactly was going on.
When the army crossed the border, the clear sky turned gloomy. This made the Ghost Commander subconsciously think of the king who had intimidated the Beiqi Land for tens of thousands of years. His heart couldn't help but tremble.
"Kill them all!"
Suppressing the fear in his heart, the Ghost Commander raised his battle blade and pointed it at the players in the distance.
Immediately, thousands of Ghost Cavalrymen began to wave their weapons and charge at the players who were still provoking them.
"You're really something. This group of traitors really can't stand it anymore and rushed over!”
Ye Xue 'er said in surprise as she looked at Wu Guoyi, who was also observing the situation.
"Of course. Haven't you heard that the older the wiser? " We'll continue to lure them in. I've already gotten people to publicize it on the forums. When the time comes, we'll have more than a hundred thousand players. We won't be afraid of these few thousand Ghost Clan bastards.”Wu Guoyi said proudly.
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At this time, Lu Wu was also paying attention to this annihilation battle organized by the players.
Just three hours ago, the Three Alliances and countless small teams of players had reached a consensus on the forum to prepare for a complete kill on the Ghost Commander.
Furthermore, the post about this ultimate mission was pinned to the top of the forum, and countless players paid attention to it.
Perhaps even Wu Guoyi, the initiator, had not expected that the mission would go so smoothly. The Ghost Commander had actually led his men to launch an extermination operation against them.
The 100-man team that had been sent to provoke them was quickly caught up by the Ghost Commander's army, and they were annihilated without much resistance.
Looking at the dark clouds in the Underworld, the Ghost Commander waved his battle blade.
"North Divergent's Underworld, let's go!"
Smoke and dust immediately rose as thousands of giant wolves carried the ghost soldiers and began to run towards the ruined Hell.
Along the way, the Ghost Cavalry army constantly encountered lone players. These players were also tragically killed, which made the Ghost Cavalry army even more arrogant. They felt that no matter how many of these weak creatures there were, they could not withstand a single blow.
However, when the Ghost Cavalry army arrived at Hell, the entire army was dumbfounded.
They could see that Underworld's surroundings were filled with players as far as the eye could see.
"What exactly is this? Why are there so many of them?”
It could be said that the Ghost Commander was very familiar with this area. However, he could not understand why so many new creatures had appeared in this area after leaving for only a few months.
"Retreat!"
Faced with such a large group of players, the Ghost Commander's scalp went numb. He did not plan to continue fighting. Even if he could win, the price would be huge.
However, how could the players, who had already made their preparations, let them leave just like that? One by one, their heads popped out from behind them and quickly gathered, forming another human barrier behind them.
This scene was broadcasted live on the forums through the virtual helmet, allowing the players who sacrificed themselves to see it. Countless people were paying attention to this counterattack.
Wild Boar Page: " 666, I didn't die in vain. Brothers, kill all the traitors. Come on!"
[Invincible Lonely: Bounty of 10,000 for the player who kills the Ghost Commander Scum. Good luck!]
The blockhead said," I've been sullen for so many days. It's time for revenge. Let's not talk about anything else. Win!"
Big-faced Cat: " Tremble under the siege of the evil forces of the players, you stupid traitors of the Ghost Clan!"
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Countless players were making comments below the live broadcast, and a war was about to break out at this moment.
This time, the Ghost Commander was truly shocked. Facing such a large group of players, he could only choose to retreat. However, he did not expect that his rear would be blocked.
In order to kill their way out, the Ghost Commander waved his hand, and the army immediately changed direction, charging towards the players behind them.
" Block them! Kill them! Use your lives to kill them! Their corpses will crush you to death!" One of the players shouted angrily.
Immediately, the player army also moved. The vast group of players surrounded the Ghost Commander from all directions and charged at him.
Although most of the players 'levels were not high, and some of them could even be destroyed with one attack, the players' desire to fight was high. They attacked like crazy, and in a moment, the entire Ghost Cavalry army was scattered.
It wasn't scary to fight against ten people alone. What was scary was to fight against dozens or hundreds of people alone.
The way the players fought was without formation, command, or technique. They were reckless and relied on their numbers to charge forward continuously.
Although the Ghosts were bloodthirsty and cruel, they also feared death. However, players were the complete opposite.
Death was a common occurrence for players. Aside from the depressing three-hour Cooldown, they weren't afraid of death at all.
This scene also made the players watching the live broadcast on the forum feel their blood boil.
"Kick his crotch. Yes, yes, yes, that's the kind of heavy blow."
"Brother, your left, your left. F * ck, you didn't listen to me.”
"Left uppercut, right uppercut, charging punch, side kick. Damn it, brother, your fighting skills are too bad.”
"Brother, you're ruthless enough. You're even biting people. I respect you for being a man. I'll remember your ID.”
A group of onlookers were giving guidance on this battle.
Players who had died and left the game continued to join the crowd. The game was in a frenzy.
Unlike the players, the Ghost Commander's face was gloomy. Although a group of players would fall with every swing of his sword, the number of players was too large, so much so that the Ghost Commander found it difficult to deal with them.
Right at this moment, the Ghost Commander suddenly felt his steed tremble violently, almost sending him flying. He immediately turned around and saw a figure raising a greatsword and stabbing it viciously into the demonic steed's butt.
Outside the arena:
"Hahaha, 666, Fatal Strike, full marks!”
"I remember that this brother seems to be the boss of the Great Dragon Association. His name is Chen Ziyu.”
"Using a giant sword to execute the Thousand Year Kill seems to be a little powerful.”
"Brother, you're really a talent ~ This will definitely be a critical hit!”
Feeling the trembling demonic steed beneath him, the Ghost Commander's eyes were filled with rage. He swung his battle blade behind him, wanting to kill Chen Ziyu.
At this moment, a figure rushed over from the side and pushed Chen Ziyu away, taking the fatal blow himself.
"Boss, help me take revenge!" The brother who took the initiative to block the bullet shouted at Chen Ziyu in front of the dark screen.
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