A man’s journey is the sea of ​​stars, and this sentence makes sense.

A man who truly yearns for freedom is simply unable to stop getting rid of gravity.

Since the sky is not the limit of human beings;

Since even the Atlantis under the water can go to heaven;

Why can't we go to heaven?

The conservative knights and paladins looked at the sand sculpture players circling in the sky, with only envy in their eyes.

The apprentice knights and young people who were temporarily promoted were less worried.

A young knight with a childish face and obviously insignificant armor on his body was brave enough to approach a player who was about to fly out.

In the final analysis, the person who used this strange device in front of him was the person who looked exactly like them, although they were invincible Atlantis people.

His face twitched for a moment, and finally he spoke. The first syllable had a clear weak air, the second syllable was already clear, and the third syllable suddenly opened its vigor: "Well, your flight... is it allowed to be taught to us?"

The player who was asked [Kexing F-Yi] was stunned for a moment, then grinned and said, "I'll ask if the boss is OK."

"Boss, is it Mr. Jason Momoa?"

"What's the matter with boss? This is what we invented (copyed)! Whether to teach people depends on our guild boss. Do you want to learn?"

The young knight is messy in the wind.

Is it okay to have such a national weapon, such a joke?

He nodded anyway.

At this time, the [CaesarF] next to him interrupted: "What's wrong? Has the side mission been triggered?"

"without."

"I don't have the job of apprenticeship, so don't care."

Ha? Mission?

What task?

He found that what the other party wanted was strange.

Neptune coins? Equipment? What magical skills?

He either didn't have it or couldn't give it. He could feel the contemptuous look that his former companions cast.

But so what?

He felt that his path had been cut off.

The Knight Road could not defeat the enemy. He vowed that the old knight who followed his life was dead, and several entourage uncles also died, leaving him, an apprentice who had no title, wearing this set of armor that did not even belong to the old knight, holding a broken sword with seven large gaps, waiting for death alone on the top of the city.

Finally, he yelled: "I-I, Gra Vincent, are willing to be loyal to you."

This time, the players shouted: "Triggered mission! Triggered!"

Players who seemed not very enthusiastic suddenly became enthusiastic about the people of the Yan Emperor Legion. They came up in a noisy way, and all kinds of persuasion (caught and cheat)!

Fight the boss and take me!

Players are just keen on doing these things.

As soon as I saw the three words [Follower], my eyes immediately glowed, and I wanted to touch the prize. I touched the purple and orange hero.

Just as they fought on the front line, the third and fourth walls were blocking the city walls, a large number of knight apprentices who became monks halfway through, or the civilians who were put on armor and pulled to the front line all jumped back, ahem, they were thrown into the arms of players in the abyss.

Although the front line relied on these members of the copycat investigation corps to gain an advantage, Dereia was extremely anxious when this happened in the rear.

"Rachel, you don't care?"

Rachel shook her head: "Do you know? The most common thing the guys in the Abyss Legion said is [Sir, the times have changed]. If there is no harsh environment or elemental barriers, and restrictions are imposed, if the Yan Emperor Legion and the Abyss Legion are in front of each other, they will be destroyed if they can't hold on for half an hour."

Derria was silent. Rachel was talking about the facts.

"Even if we can fight with swords and magic in close combat, the other party is still not inferior to us. If that's the case, why should we stop them from looking for real hope?"

"but……"

Rachel put his tight fiery red robe in his face and smiled and said, "Don't forget that I set up the Yan Emperor Legion, but everyone hopes to have a leader to find a better living space. I was pushed by you and got to this point. Now I have completed my mission. If I merged into the Abyss Legion, I can accept it. Derria, if you have other ideas, you can take my seat. I have no complaints."

Derria was silent for a while and finally sighed: "Jason is indeed a better leader. I have no objection."

Even when Wang Hao didn't know, this happened below, which was amazing.

Outside, the two armies are facing each other, and it is amazing to be able to defeat the other side with Tian Ji's horse racing.

The recognized "dismount" of ordinary sand sculpture players can defeat the opponent's dismount and hit the horse, which is the biggest surprise.

With the confirmation that the three-dimensional mobility devices and artillery are effective, the 1024 God's abandonment land continuously transported the freshly released arms to the Wall of Sighs.

At this time, teleportation was not prohibited, and it was not only the forces of each other, but also the human and material resources.

Before fully investing in the overlord-level powerhouse, this is the grandest stage for elites and heroes.

Even if this battlefield is known as the [meat grinder], all those who can survive are elites, who will transform and evolve towards hero level at any time!

The space cracks in the distant sky became denser and denser. The sound of "click" that was clearly silent and synesthesized, stimulated the nerves of the guardians.

Not only for the battle in front of you, but the gradually shattered far sky is more like a heavy countdown - it indicates that players and local soldiers break through themselves and reach a higher level of final deadline.

"【Swivel Slash】!" He yelled out a light voice, [Wannian Snake Skin] held the knife in both hands, and under the guidance of the three-dimensional mobile device, the whole person was like a high-speed spinning top, and suddenly made more than a dozen circles in ten seconds.

To others, he was like a circular chainsaw, cutting a giant monster with a cyclopia as the template, from his ankle to his thigh, with a huge hole more than three meters long and half a meter deep.

"Ao!" The monster couldn't help but kneel down involuntarily amid the screams.

On the other side, amid the "sniffing" sound, [a middle-aged otakus] rushed to lightning from the air on the left. The tall spear was like an electric drill, drilling through the mud armor on the edge of the monster's head, piercing into the left temple, and piercing out of the right temple.

"Puff--" Amid the loud explosion, the monster subconsciously became fierce at the last moment, trying to slap him and die with the murderer.

Unfortunately, it doesn't have this opportunity.

The spear that was spiraled into his head exploded while it penetrated into his head.

On the gun head, which is constructed like a grenade, more than a hundred pieces exploded, and at the same time, a small bottle of holy water hidden on the gun head exploded.

The key parts were hit by physical, flames, and sacred three systems at the same time, and even the gods could not save them.

"Haha! The twelfth one!"

In the flash and lightning, the knight's gun was stabbed to the target, making a big shot, and this stimulation was not described by the pen and ink. Just as they were celebrating their achievements, the two who had the most meritorious suddenly received a system prompt:

【Do you... desire to be a hero?】

It seems like a game, but the question transcends time and space and the players' feelings, directly shocking their souls.

Thousands of words only turn into the last sentence of insightful words - this is the last bus for promotion!
Chapter completed!