Someone asked, which is the best archer, a chordist or a sonic boom shooter? The answer to this question has long been in front of us.

The sonic boom shooter's famous archery skill is [Absolute Sound], which contains the law of "explosion", and as long as you hit the target, you can burst out with unparalleled destructive power. This is also very in line with the practice of the military, after all, efficiency is given priority on the battlefield, no matter what moves, as long as lethality is pursued. But the shortcomings of [Absolute Noise] are also very obvious, because as long as you miss, no matter how big the damage value is, it will be useless.

And the famous archery skill of the chord player is [Amazing String], which has been unsuccessful for 50 years, and has been a divine skill in the hearts of archers. When it comes to archery, the elegant Lancelot is superior.

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Kill a necromantic creature whose king can summon hundreds of times thousands of times more necromantic creatures.

Kill one Frankie and thousands more will emerge from the Dusk Empire.

Killing June Sunshine is even more useless, because he is an adventurer, he will constantly resurrect, he will continue to summon necromantic creatures, and he will continue to train more powerful generals than Frankie.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Lancelot the Grace's wish was to "strip him of his status as the Necromantic King and tear the Empire of Dusk apart". His wish was heard by the gods, so Qingyi fell from the throne and ceased to be king.

However, it was only for a moment, a moment that was too short to be stopped and irretrievable.

After this moment, Qingyi was almost forced to retreat by the system, not because his mood was greatly shaken, but because he was overcalculated and mentally exhausted. In his calculations, he had nothing.

Frankie turned his head suddenly, his blood-stained pupils fixed on Qingyi.

"Keep rushing!" Qingyi shouted. He wasn't sure if Frankie would still obey his orders, but Frankie did so. He didn't know what was going on behind him, as the player was already desperate to pounce on him. He can't activate the Starry Night Gate, nor the Soul Vortex or Bone Purgatory, he can't wield Despicable Blood to temporarily enchant weapons or create a temporary home arena, and he can't even command the Chills Rangers to save him, as he is no longer the King. As he calculated, he had nothing.

He chooses the last option - to become a "seriously ill man". Xue Duo took over the command of the body with a smile, turned into a skeleton in a suit, and broke through while killing.

The situation deteriorated suddenly. Simon and Rudy are both under siege, and they can't handle each other. And a large number of Crickstalk Rangers have completely succumbed to their instincts and are in disarray.

Looking at the progress of the three-fold speed, Qingyi was just silently in a daze. By the end of the progress bar, he couldn't even keep the body—even the character. He hadn't calculated that, and I'm afraid neither did Squill and Brian. Jonny and Scott Thornmas were killed, and in such a good moment, Lancelot the Graceful taught him a cruel lesson.

Three minutes later, a huge murmur of broken threads filled the heavens and the earth.

"System Announcement: Lancelot, the guardian hero of Arstant, the chordist, and the graceful Lancelot, is now gone."

After the Knight of the Magic Lance and the Poison of Glahide, another guardian hero died in battle. The player is still not doing well, and the NPCs are crying loudly, losing their will to fight. The fall of the marshal and the guardian hero one after another is a loss for the country and the world.

Three minutes later, Frankie came to Qingyi's side. The Nightmare Hound had arrows stuck in its throat, heart and other vital points, and only less than 5% of its blood remained, and it relied on [Iron Will] to rush back to its owner. Even though he was endangered, he still opened his bloody eyes majestically, exuding a hideous and terrifying aura, as if he would never die—only things beyond ordinary people's comprehension would not die, and he would not be defeated. He protected Qingyi with his huge body, and then lowered his head to gnaw on the corpse, trying to replenish his blood. Qingyi ignored the progress bar, which had exceeded 55%, and in turn protected Frankie from being interrupted by [Demon King's Chew].

After another three minutes, Frangi adjusted and went on a rampage. Players are like rookies who have entered the group dungeon for the first time, and they are abused by the boss. Qingyi lifted the status of "seriously ill", and the progress bar stopped at 63%.

Twenty minutes later, the player has finished with the Chills Rangers, with Simon, Rudy, and Qingyi meeting up.

Fifteen minutes later, the morale of the Astante army was at its lowest point, triggering a "chain rout" due to Frankie's soul talent. The army in charge of the city's defense and the troops protecting the palace were scattered, and several bigwigs in the military department either committed suicide or went out of the city to surrender.

At 4:07 a.m., Qingyi entered the meeting hall of the palace and went all the way unimpeded. He saw the king of Astant. The other party is about forty years old, and he has only been on the throne for more than ten years, which is very young, and he has not made any mistakes during his reign, but there are no glorious deeds to speak of.

Seeing the Bone Tyrant, King Astant held up a stack of papers in his hand:

"Do you know what this is?"

Qingyi shook his head: "I don't know, but I'm not interested in knowing." ”

"It's a proposal submitted by Bald Eagle on the arrangement of air defense. When the Knights of the Iron Hoof were on their crusade and were stopped by the Flying Abomination, he thought that in the future you would fight in the novel mode of air combat! He also asked Treasure Bag to design an anti-aircraft hot air balloon that could carry incendiary bombs, and that it could be used to set up a blockade at high altitude......" said the king, and wept: "I only hate that I didn't take this suggestion in the first place!" ”

Didn't adopt? Is it because of concerns about the necessary treasury expenses after extinguishing the Gloomy Sky Singer, or is it because of overconfidence in the air defense capabilities of domestic shooters? Qingyi didn't think deeper, because the air raids had long since ended, and the proposal had lost most of its value. Even if all countries start to deploy air defense lines, the joint scientific research center may also develop new weapons.

Tired.

Qingyi stepped forward and gently reached out and held the other party's scepter. The other party refused to let go, so Qingyi used a little force to pull the other party to the ground. His "Evening Star" emits a symphony, transforming like a monster, capturing the opponent's scepter, and forcibly merging with the opponent's scepter, but its appearance has not changed much. And King Astante lay on the ground and cried like a child robbed of candy, crying ugly.

System Prompt: Occupy and destroy more than 90% of the country's cities, kill and capture more than 90% of the country's citizens, kill the king, and seize the national artifact, you failed to meet the above three conditions! Olquila loses its sovereign status!

"System Announcement: Faction Clash Escalates! The Necromantic Protection System has ended, and the third-turn professional of the living soul can also take the initiative to attack the second-turn professional of the necromancy. ”

Although he captured the capital of Astant, the surrounding area was not forcibly converted into a necromantic paradise, perhaps because he was not the king of the necromancy. Thinking like this, Qingyi turned around and wanted to leave, when he heard the king crying hysterically behind him: "Why don't you kill me!" Don't be hypocritical! ”

Who is hypocritical? I'm already tired. Qingyi replied in his heart, left the palace without looking back, and went offline in the wild.

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At the same moment when the announcement sounded -

"Huaxia" continent, Fengdu ghost city, main hall.

There is a nine-dragon throne in the main hall, the throne is made of locust wood, just because the locust wood is born with a ghostly spirit, so that the nine dragons are also gloomy, although painted gold is not good-looking. The king of this city, the ghost male and the sword soldier Wuji, sat on the throne, holding a moldy scroll and looking at it, concentrating, and coldly pulling his ear with a Qianqian Su hand. He cried out in pain: "Hey, hey! My day, don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't dare to beat women! ”

"Yo~! King, are you fighting? The slave family stands still and lets you fight. A weak woman in plain clothes leaned on the throne of the sword, pointed to the book with the painting of goblins fighting, and sneered: "Mr. Guiguzi is still looking at the art of war, you must know that you are looking at the spring palace map, and you are not so angry that you will die again?" ”

The sword soldier Wuji snorted haha, and was about to say something, when a little ghost came to report: "Report!" My lord, there are rumors among adventurers that the 'gospel' bone tyrant has conquered another country, and the 'necromantic protection system' has been stopped! ”

"Huh? Oh no, how did he poke such a big basket? Gone far (Sichuan dialect, meaning too far off the right track)! The sword soldier jumped up suddenly. He is also a decisive master, and immediately threw away the spring-palace map, and ran to the palace gate with a clatter.

The weak woman frowned: "Where are you going?" ”

"Go find my master and sum it up!"

At the same moment when the announcement sounded -

"Fuji" continent, night cherry blossom castle, dry landscape garden.

Santohime and Hanazuki Ringo sat on the tatami mats, looking at the blue fireflies flying in the garden, shaking the fan in boredom. It is said that it is a firefly, but in fact, they are all free spirit children who come out of the ground. There are more than a dozen imprisoned necromantic creatures buried underground, and they exude spirit children all the time, and one day they will completely dissipate due to soul exhaustion. As for why they were locked underground? If you don't want to die, you can ask Santuhime in person, and maybe you will be buried in the dirt as well.

This beautiful dry landscape garden is also a terrifying place where sinners are tortured.

A maid came on tiptoe, five meters away from the Hanayue Ringo, and then knelt down respectfully, and put her forehead on the tatami mat: "Lord Santuji, there is news in the market: Your Majesty the White Bone Tyrant of the 'Gospel' Continent ......"

After hearing the news, Hanayue Lin Yi thought for a while, and then said, "Draft a letter for me and invite His Majesty June Sunshine to come over and talk about it." In addition, I would like to inform the Evil Demon of the Flower Moon that I have invited His Majesty June Sunshine as a guest. ”

At the same moment when the announcement sounded -

The "Gothic" continent, the city of ashes, the castle terrace.

This terrace, which had killed countless vampires and made all vampires look at them, was now a favorite place for the Blood Emperor and Dark-Eye, for it was a place where he could condescendingly admire his city, the beautiful evils, and the tearful songs. It was only during the nightly time of appreciation that a hint of red appeared on his pale cheeks. Perhaps, in his opinion, power is always more mellow than blood.

Suddenly, two bats pierced the night sky and landed on his left and right shoulders, whispering to him. I don't know what the news is, his face suddenly became a lot more bloody, almost like a normal person. After listening to the news, he smiled very heartily: "He is worthy of being the strongest among us." I don't think he's going to turn down an invitation at this point. Prepare more blood wine, and we will hold a grand feast to welcome the guests from afar! ”

At the same moment when the announcement sounded -

"Sand Palace" continent, Valley of the Kings, crocodile poolside.

Unlike all Necronomical Paradises, the Valley of the Kings is cloudless all year round and has bright direct sunlight. Mummies wrapped in shrouds walk in the daylight. And the golden pharaoh and the scorching sun sat by the crocodile pool, lazy like the crocodile basking in the sun. Several mummified attendants carried golden plates with a dazzling array of fresh fruit on them, but the scorching sun did not eat a bite.

"Pharaoh, why don't you take care of your business?" A mummy wrapped in a black shroud stepped forward and asked.

"The High Priest has taken care of it for me." Scorching Sun turned around, and did not blame the other party for being rude: "Life is too peaceful, not only me, but other necromantic kings must also be bored and lose their passion." ”

"Then you will be glad that I bring a piece of news that breaks the peace." The black mummy knelt on the ground and offered a roll of papyrus.

The scorching sun was interested, took the paper roll sideways, unfolded it and looked at it twice, and laughed: "That's right, it's good news!" Let everyone clean the place, because the Valley of the Kings is welcoming guests for the first time! ”

At the same moment when the announcement sounded -

The continent of "Snow Country", the lake of broken mirrors.

On the shores of the lake, the icy wind howls and blows heavy snow that can cut people. Even if spring is already in place elsewhere, it seems like it's always winter.

A tall man in an overcoat and a tall sheepskin general's hat stood in the snow, looking up at the sky, the golden tassel of honor on his right breast fluttering in the wind. He said to himself, "I need him for my plan." As long as he joins, the day of great revival is never far off. ”

At the same moment when the announcement sounded -

"Reckless" continent, gray grassland.

There is a flock of sheep in this gray grassland. The sheep graze leisurely and do not worry about tomorrow. It looks like a picture of peace, but if you get closer, you'll notice that the sheep smell of rancidity - they're half-dead creatures. However, it seems that they can continue to produce wool, just like live sheep.

A silent raven hovered above for a while, falling straight down and falling into the flock. This fall not only scared the sheep away, but also smashed a man lying in the flock to sit up. He was smashed to tears and shouted "Oops", and then reluctantly answered the message. He was holding a crank staff commonly used by shepherds, and he was dressed in the same way as a shepherd, in a very pastoral style.

"Oh, looks like Juneshine needs to give herself a day off." With grasslands and beaches, where better to relax and unwind? Anyway, I don't have much to do, so I'll be a tour guide for him...... If he comes. ”