When Qingyi went offline, he found that there was an additional pinned post on the forum, which was posted by Bald Eagle. Bald Eagle claimed that the army that joined the encirclement and suppression of June Sunshine had expanded to 70,000 people, and everyone was welcome to come and participate in the battle and teach June Sunshine a lesson.

50,000, become 70,000?

Qingyi was stunned for a moment, then laughed again.

I've studied your battles for a long time, and this trick is an old routine...... Bald Eagle, you're bluffing.

First, you want to frighten me and make me panic? It's not that easy; Second, you may not increase your strength at all, but rather decrease. Even if you actually send your forces somewhere else and the defense is weak, I'm not going to act rashly, so you can carry out your plan to your heart's content. Third, you can paralyze me. "Everyone is welcome to come and participate in the battle" at first glance it looks like it is a conscription, and conscription takes time, so you are busy recruiting troops in the next few days and cannot attack? So I can take it in stride? If I think so, I'm doomed. You don't need any new troops. With only 50,000 combat power, you can fight a victory, and there is no need to add icing on the cake. Then, the timing of your attack will be earlier than I imagined, so that you can take it by surprise. But I see through your intentions. You underestimate me too much, this old trick, which has been the same in your examples, is useless to me.

What I care about is: where will you turn your attention if you reduce your troops? Are there any bigger and more threatening enemies on the "gospel" continent than mine? Or do you look down on me, so you think you can win if you keep your strength? Well, this time it's your turn to be very wrong. As long as you underestimate me, that's my chance.

No...... What you're best at is deception, and there's no way you're going to let my guard down on me. In other words, there is a good chance that you have shifted your forces. Will this part of the army appear in a place I didn't expect? So......

Lal Harleon? ……

Xinghui Yang ......

Snow City!

You, who are good at naval warfare, want to land from Snow White City, and be ashamed of it? It's not good if that's the case, I don't have a navy enough to defend against you, and there are very few troops left on land! If I ask the ghost fleet for help again, I'm afraid Captain Pisa won't either! That is, Snow City...... No, even the "City of Waiting" is in jeopardy?!

Qingyi's cold sweat covered his forehead for a moment. He wiped his sweat and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself. It's okay, even if there is no Snow City, I still have Isenger, and the Xiongcheng, known as the "first iron gate on the mainland", is not easy to take away...... Calm down, I haven't figured out whether the other party really divides the troops yet, and I can't mess with myself!

turned off the light, Qingyi lay on the bed, frowning, no sleep.

The situation is too dire.

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In the same late night, in an extremely ordinary house in New Jersey, USA, a teenager was yawning and looking at the computer. The screen shows a post he had just posted on the forum.

He was a young man, but he had gray hair; He was white, but his skin was whiter than other whites, a sickly white that resembled wall paint. He wore thick short-sighted glasses, but his immature face had the expression of an adult—blank and dull. It is clear that he is a genetically defective albinist patient. His right hand rests on a tabletop holographic helmet, his fingertips tapping lightly (though I don't know what the tune is); In his left hand, he is clutching a packet of tomato-flavored potato chips.

The boy's room was disorganized, with potato chip bags littered everywhere, and there was no place to stay, and the only clean and tidy place was the bookcase in the corner. The bookcase is full of thick books with big heads, all of which are military books such as "A Brief Introduction to Modern Military Affairs" or "War in the Information Age", which can already be used as reference materials for students at West Point in terms of professionalism. I wonder why a teenager with albinism reads such a difficult and profound book?

In addition, the windows were covered with heavy curtains, so that no light could penetrate at all. Thanks to this, the room is filled with a musty smell that makes people cover their noses.

Dododo, suddenly someone knocked on the door: "Son, aren't you sleeping yet?" ”

"It's almost there." The boy replied casually, yawning again as he spoke.

"Even though tomorrow is Sunday, you can't overdo it. Good night. ”

"Good night, Mom."

After a casual scan of information, the boy with albinism closed the computer, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and jumped into bed with a kick (two slippers fell on the floor full of bags). In such a lightless environment, no matter how white the teenager is, it will not be revealed.

The albinistic boy lay motionless, and suddenly said, "Are you satisfied with the destruction of Lal Haren?" June sunshine? ”

If you can turn on the lights at this moment, you will definitely see the confident smile of the boy. He wasn't yawning now, he was in good spirits.

I'm known for being good at naval warfare, and if you can use Lal Haren's fight to defeat me and make me lose face, will you be satisfied? No, the Ghost Fleet was scared back and couldn't fully capture Lal Harene, so it wasn't a complete victory – you didn't win, and I didn't lose either. You also have to take Ayalotis, and you have to defeat Olquila, so that you can prove that you have the strength to occupy a place in the "Gospel", so that you can step on my face and walk on the road to victory.

But I don't care, the path you chose is the only path you can take. You can realize that the situation is not in your favor right now, so you don't dare to fight a protracted war, June!

Because of your stupid solo show, you are now so famous that you have become a household name in the United States. Do you see the dense enemy in front of you? That's the result of your fame! Yes, you attracted us! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be here, and the gods wouldn't be involved in this war! If I'm right, you've already regretted making such a big splash! But once the truth is forged, there is no return, there are already large guilds and 30,000 scattered players against you, and you only have a poor 1,000 necromantic players on your side, right? The difference in numbers is dozens of times, in a sense, this battle does not need to be fought anymore!

So...... You can't make yourself more visible! Once the protracted battle continues, all the players of the "Gospel" will focus on you and reevaluate you! At that time, it will be not only 50,000 people who want to kill you, but 100,000 people, or even 500,000 people! To avoid the situation getting worse to that point, you can't fight a long game! There is only one path in front of you - to break my defenses head-on and defeat Ayalotis!

But you can't! You don't have the courage to confront me, nor the wisdom and patience to match mine. I'm even sure you're scared of me. I don't have to do anything, just make a small post that can make you scared and confused. You will guess my mind, you will reason according to my thinking, and what you think and do will be based on me, but it's a pity...... What you're doing is useless. After being tired again and again, you will not be able to deal with me, you will only mess yourself up and make a mess of your plans.

And you have one of the most fatal flaws, which is......

You haven't fought!

I've done your research. Before you became the Necromancer, you were just a fairly average combat pro. You've been the captain of a small team, and you're not obscure, but you don't have a sparkle either! In terms of personal combat power, you don't have the potential to become a great god; From the perspective of battlefield command, don't try to stand on the same level as me! You're just a little bit of an all-rounder, and you're a rising star compared to ordinary people, but you're a complete mediocrity when compared to us! Don't think that if you win a few NPCs, you can be called a "military genius"!

Since you haven't fought against someone of my level, you can't cope with my endless attacks and stratagems. Think you'll be able to grasp my mind by studying past examples? It's naïve, June, it's a noob mistake. You don't have to face the past me, but the present me. I promise that this time I will give the most luxurious show of my life, and you will not be able to find the north. No, it's not that you can't find the north, but you have to ......

Let you shed tears of remorse.

Come on the attack, I'll wait for you, June.

The boy with albinism smiled at the corners of his mouth and fell asleep wearily. I wonder if there is a laurel wreath and a triumphal song in his dream?

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On Sunday morning, Qingyi went to the city early in the morning, yawned, and said to the unknown: "Morning." At this time, only one of the four presidents was unclear.

"I didn't expect you to take the initiative to greet people." I don't know what to say.

"Purely out of politeness, don't mind." Qingyi Road.

"Oh." I don't know what to say.

The two of them did not speak, but looked into the distance together. The game time of "Qiankun" is synchronized with reality, so now the sun is high, and the base camp of living players is like small white mushrooms. But no matter what the seasons are, the sunlight does not shine into the Necronomicon Paradise, so there are still huge shadows in Qingyi's field of vision.

Qingyi yawned again. He stayed up all night, so much so that his mental state was quite poor. Still, he has to be physically present today, even around the clock.

"June sunshine." I don't know what to call in vain.

"Huh?" Qingyi squinted his eyes, thinking that he yawned in the game, but there were tears, and this kind of simulation really has nothing to say.

"When are you going to strike?"

Qing Yi listened and said with a smile: "How can you say this question, you must know that the gossip sect leader may be behind us, record our conversation word for word, and then hand it over to the bald eagle." ”

I don't know how to turn my head and look behind me: "There is this hidden danger." 'Dust' is always pervasive, and we will never notice it. When I didn't ask. ”

A silent raven landed on Qingyi's shoulder, clutching a bundle of eye-catching orange pipes in its paws.

Roaring Detonator: A powder ground with soul gems, mixed with the juice of certain flammable demonized plants, baked and made, it has a powerful impact and is extremely dangerous, so please use it with caution. Deals 300 damage to individual units within a 5 meter radius, and twice as much damage to buildings. When 3 or more Roar Detonators are stacked, each Roar Detonator gains 10% damage from the total number, up to a maximum of 100% damage bonus. The exact damage depends on the size of the blast space.

The Raven of Silence was sent by Strom with the following message: "Your Majesty! I've managed to develop explosives out of soul gems! This is a sample, and now we are continuing to rush the work, I hope it can help! ”

300 damage? Wouldn't it be possible to kill a ghost wolf in seconds? Qingyi's eyes lit up: this new invention of Strunum is really useful! With it, I can make up for the missing part of my plan! Bald eagle, please wait and see!

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(The last page is covered, and the second update is evidenced.) If the editor says that I don't have a second watch, I have a little JJ)