A new day has arrived, and it's Saturday.

The clash between the elves and the blood elves has undergone an incredible change, that is, it has become a player-led battle like a traditional online game, and it has become a slow-burning tug-of-war.

Before midnight last night, the two players were always at war, and when most of the players went offline to sleep, the necromantic creatures kept attacking the emerald castle, and the elves couldn't hold on; At dawn, the necromantic creatures receded, and the elves seized time to rest; By 9:00 a.m., the players were coming online, and the elves were coming back, and the necrons had been staying at the Villa. According to insiders, the war has almost reached the closing stage, and neither Bald Eagle nor Skoll is willing to lose their troops needlessly, while reorganizing their troops and waiting for the opportunity, they let the players rush to kill. Players also go with the flow and happily strive for honor points.

Qingyi has been standing in front of the gate for seven or eight hours - he doesn't have to go to work today, he gets up early and goes online, and only goes offline a few times when he eats and goes to the toilet. Thanks to his support for other necromantic players with [Soul Vortex] and various auras, this can reduce the pressure for everyone and firmly guard the gate of the villa. And the elven players gathered tens of thousands of people, like ants who had seen honey, they piled up and drilled into the gate, and the arrows shot in without stopping. This is an absolute hard battle, and if it weren't for the "Immortal Banner" to convert the player's corpse into a soldier, Qingyi probably wouldn't have lasted an hour. Not to mention, the elves' firepower was so fierce that Skaul forbade Frankie to attack alone. However, Ettiel Leeson - that is, the embodiment of death (imitation) - is like a fish in water, and there is no one more suitable for group battles than it, and from time to time he will [death scream] twice, which makes his own people scramble.

"Can't hold on, skeleton!" Even though there was a circle of corpse witches behind him who were constantly healed, he was still beaten to the bottom of his soul value, and the Super Burger King retreated and said to Qingyi with difficulty. Another fighter quickly rushed out and topped the vacancy.

"Better than you!" Qingyi said casually.

The deadly stinger in the back was helpless: "I haven't fought side by side for a long time, why are you still choking?!" ”

Three of the four necromantic player guilds came to participate in the faction conflict, namely "Indigo Star Trace", "Blood Moon Waltz", and "Behind the Scenes", and the "Wax Museum of Terror" was as unwilling to have anything to do with the Dusk Empire's official relationship. Because of the relationship between the usually high position, Qingyi and the chairman have also reduced their contacts, and they only have a meeting on some major matters to ventilate or something, and it is really a long time before several people fight side by side.

The enemy suddenly broke out another attack, and the few players standing in the front row couldn't stand it, and they were all killed in seconds. Qing Yi hurriedly pushed away with a wave of [White Bone Purgatory] to prevent the enemy from taking the opportunity to enter. He can now control the direction in which the bone spurs extend, consciously avoiding his teammates, which is the basic function of the "field". That's the good thing about war, the more skills you activate, the faster your proficiency increases.

"In June, your operation and awareness are getting better and better, and if you go to jungle with us, you will definitely be the chief output. I'll be back soon! The Deadly Stinger emptied his quiver and turned around and ran down the hall to buy arrows from the Blood Elf NPC.

Qingyi manipulated the "Guardian of the Throne" to roam around, imitating Yu Qingfeng and imitating it clearly. He was tired and tired after the continuous fighting, but he still persevered, not to protect the villa, but to anesthetize himself. As long as he devotes himself to the battle, he will not miss the "City of Waiting".

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Last night......

"The Saint-Alternate and the Paranoid have led a fleet across the Sea of Bones and into the Empire of Twilight."

Because this news was sensational, Qingyi didn't react, and asked with a smile: "What do you mean?" Did Jonny of the Knights of Iron Hoof join forces with Dance of Justice? ”

Seeing Qingyi's situation, Poison Rosewood sighed lowly: "Su (yes)." ”

Slowly, Qingyi's smile stiffened. He stood up abruptly (the three handsome blood elves immediately stepped forward to protect Poison Rose), and his voice was a little out of tune: "They have joined forces?!" And are they in the Twilight Empire right now?! ”

"It happened suddenly, and I just found out about it."

Hans interjected, "Is that guy named Jonny strong?" If it is not as strong as Jiang Huahuo? Feed? Speak! ”

What can I do about this?! The army has all come to Gilli Villa, and the high-end combat forces such as Frankie, Ettil Leeson, and Arcane Puppets are all gone, and the high-level professionals who stay in the "City of Waiting" are actually life professionals in the Joint Research Center...... Weak before the national air defense! If it weren't for the moat of the Sea of Bones, maybe Jonny alone would be able to kill seven in and seven out, not to mention that Jonny would have a righteous dance music by his side! Oh no, there are two teachers and the Grim Reaper incarnate...... But these three will not shoot casually because their strength is too high, and in the final analysis, it is up to the Dusk Empire to deal with it itself!

Qingyi barely controlled his expression. He knew that a qualified king should not panic and be impatient, and he should appease the emotions of his subordinates at a critical moment. But his mind was confused and he couldn't do anything.

"Hahahaha!" To everyone's surprise, Scowl was still laughing at this time. Not only did he smile, but he also smiled happily, his face full of joy: "I'll just say how that Brian guy hid so many weapons, this time the Knights of Iron Hoof are going to be greatly deflated!" It's so unlucky, I was still thinking of going back with military merits to show off to him! Okay, okay, it's none of our business how the fight over there goes, it's all for me to focus on, because tomorrow night is the time for the general attack! ”

His words were so effective that they immediately drew everyone's attention (except for Hans, who was obsessed with Jonny). Qingyi is very grateful to Skaul, because among so many people present, he is the one who needs to be relieved the most; And even he thinks that the Joint Research Center may be able to resist the Knights of the Iron Hoof?

Don't worry, yes, don't worry!

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"No, find someone to change shifts." Qingyi received a prompt from the system, if you don't leave, you can't do it, and if you don't leave, you have to be forced to retreat. The buff effect he brings is so great that once you retreat, you can't maintain your balance, and people on your side will continue to die.

In the previous online games, there were forty people who entered the dungeon to fight the boss for two weeks in a row, during which various groups were wiped out. This tenacious spirit is also carried forward in "Qiankun", but because "Qiankun" is different from traditional online games, the energy consumption of players is greater, and the programmers will not design a boss with tens of millions of blood, so a battle can often be controlled within ten minutes, and no more than twenty minutes at most. However, the players during the faction conflict are unreasonable, and they are endless, which makes Qingyi have the illusion of fighting a perverted boss.

("You're the boss, you can't beat it no matter how you fight!") Xue Duo shouted)

The enemy was about to rush forward, and Ettiel carried the scythe and screamed loudly! Voice skills can be applied to multiple people at the same time, so this magic sound immediately penetrates everyone's brains, cutting off the connection between the soul and the body. After fighting for so long, the elf still didn't find a way to deal with this trick, so he could only immediately block his ears with both hands, and blocking his ears with both hands meant that this person was in an undefended state, so Frankie followed and launched [Blood Red Raid • Ghost Dance Steps], and killed a bunch of such unguarded people after a few laps. The "Battlefield Conversion Device" in the rear buzzes and sinks its own ghosts into the empty shells of the enemy, so that a dove can occupy the magpie's nest.

The balance is maintained again, but for no longer it will last.

Qingyi found a place casually, went offline, and felt dizzy as soon as he took off his helmet, it seemed that his blood sugar was low, after all, he ate two pieces of jam bread at noon. He didn't think that the bread was fine, and his stomach growled when he thought about it.

Ding dong! The doorbell rang, probably Mrs. Green.

Mrs. Green's approach to him meant a dinner invitation, and a dinner invitation meant a wide variety of delicacies as well as pickled cucumbers! Thinking of this, Qingyi hurriedly wiped the corners of his mouth to see if there was any drooling. He trotted to the door, opened it, and stood outside the door, and sure enough, the old lady next door radiated the amiable radiance of the Virgin Mary.

Mrs. Green raised her eyebrows and said unceremoniously, "Are you playing a game again?" I've rang the doorbell so many times, and you won't open the door! ”

Qingyi nodded pitifully, and there were tears in her eyes.

"Silly boy, go over here, I'll do your share."

"Hooray!" Qingyi shouted, didn't even close the door, and rushed into the opposite door quickly.

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Evening.

The sunset is like a child with a high fever, sinking into the sea in a daze. It's so hot, and the water around it is steaming into a sunset. The sunset also can't wait to show all kinds of warm colors, like a flower that only blooms for a quarter of an hour. On the other side of the sky, a few stars that had risen earlier twinkled and dimmed, and one or two seemed to yawn.

Under such beautiful skies, the war is still ugly and tragic. As the sunlight waned, the necromantic creatures became active, and the night elves were able to harass from behind the elves, the balance of the war began to shift, and the battle line between Gille Hills and Emerald Castle slowly moved closer to Emerald Castle, and the road was muddy with blood and minced flesh.

After Qingyi went online, he was relieved to find that the scenery around him had not changed. He approached Scowl and asked, "How's it going?" ”

Scowl looked at the sunset from the window, and kept smoking and did not speak. Qingyi is also very patient and doesn't ask much. When the night was fully covered, Scowl bowed, "It's time to begin." ”

"Hooray!" A person shouted like a hungry and crazy Qingyi, and ran away without a trace. It was Hans, the "stupid man" who had been held back all day, and his sword must have been quite hungry and thirsty.

The general assault of the necromantic creatures is about to begin, and this war is not far from over.

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("Two Songs of the Mid-Autumn Festival", Thousand River Fireworks)

(A good day is a beautiful scenery, and a good moon is reunited.) Leaning on the window, the liver and intestines are broken, year after year. ）

(A good day is a beautiful scenery, and a good moon is reunited.) May you rejoice much, year after year. ）