Chapter 100: Socrates Has No Bottom (9)
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Socrates didn't know what the war spirit meant by saying sorry to him. But. He's icy and smart. Quick-minded. Immediately understand what the soul of the war means. There was a sudden resentment in my heart. But. When he saw clearly the form that appeared in the field. Nor is it worth a roar.
Little by little, the enemy is eating away at the flames of war and the power of the Justice Alliance. And. Because here there are hills all over the place. There is almost no way to form a more suitable busy. Those little hills can't be used. The situation has turned dangerously. No. It can't be said about transformation. It should be said that it is more in-depth.
"Wolf big. Not me. Nor is it great love. I believe in these friends around me."
"There is no bottom. I'm sorry. I was in a hurry at first. So cranky. I've figured it out. I'm sorry. I'm wrong about you."
There is no land and the soul of the war army have not shied away from the boundless love, the cloud gun is very soft, and the three daughters. It's just two sentences of dialogue, but I can't hear anything. But. No one is a fool. They didn't feel any resentment. Changed whom. This is the case. It's not going to be peaceful.
In this case. Everyone will think of it. Isn't it falling into some trap. What a trap to fall into. Because. This is currently the case. It's just so weird. Batch after batch of enemies. There is definitely an intention of all-out encirclement and suppression.
Great Love Boundless immediately switched to the family channel. Asked a couple of absolute core figures. Of course. They are all people he is very comfortable with. A few minutes later. The face of the boundless love sank.
"Wolf soul. Excuse me. It's a few boys in my family who have defected. I just got the message. They broke away from the family. Joined the Proud World. This thing. I'll give you an explanation."
"Great love. Seriously. The main thing is . Find a way to make the brothers lose less."
"Yes. I understand."
The warrior spirit never spoke again. At this time. What to exercise for. What to hone PK skills. Let's all play with the eggs. Although the words of the war army spirit are very calm. But his heart was not at all at peace.
"Lao Liu, Lao Tie. What about our losses?"
The soul of the army can't care about anything else. He didn't launch a bottomless squad though. But. The attention is no longer on the squad. At this time. What could be more important than the life of one's own brother. Therefore. He quickly switched back to the family channel.
"Xiaojun. The enemy is weird. It seems that what battle formations were used. Offensive and defensive orderly. We're at a loss."
"What the hell. Except for a limited few points. We are in most places. It's all a loss. Alas. What a hell of a day."
"What's going on over there with honest people and silence."
"They're not optimistic either. You have to know. Their average is not as smooth as ours. But. There are many of them. It's easier to defend."
"Try to gather everyone together. Occupy the high ground. Condescending. Defend the mainstay. I wander everywhere. Strive to destroy as much of the enemy's living force as possible."
"Okay uh. Then you be careful. Don't be a target."
Everyone is fighting hard at this time. Usually those poor stinky boys. At this time, I was surprised not to interject.
Just a few minutes ago. They also talk and laugh. But. That's it for a moment. The situation has changed abruptly. It's a little uncomfortable for them. If it weren't for the war of youth, it was about fighting more with less. And the discipline is tenacious and the style is excellent. It has long been destroyed. That even so. Almost all the time. All the brothers fell to the ground.
From the moment the enemy begins a counteroffensive . There are already dozens of brothers hanging up. Just the casualty figures for a few minutes. have exceeded the number of casualties since the start of PK. This can't help but be distressing.
The system sends out a prompt: "Your group's Socrates have left the team without a bottom. Boundless love becomes the captain."
The soul of the war army moved. A bottomless return has been discovered. At this critical juncture. I didn't have the bottom or returned to the team of war-torn youth.
The soul of the warrior felt warm in his heart. That's an attitude. Previously. He does not voluntarily withdraw from the group. One is to give no bottom face. And the other one. It's the feeling. At this juncture. He was already suspicious of people just now. Exit the group again. I'm afraid it will bring something dirty to both sides.
I am the leader of this group. Right now. He voluntarily withdrew from the group. It's actually telling everyone. He was also a member of the war-torn youth. At this time. He still prioritizes the flames of war.
Therefore. The soul of the warrior will be happy.
But. He knows. At this time. He can't even leave the group.
"Wolf soul. Didn't go back. Don't give back. We coordinate on both sides. It's up to you."
"Haha. Good. Great love. Let's join hands hand in hand. Let's see if we can kill them all in one fell swoop."
The soul of the warrior smiled heroically. Accompanied him quietly. It was a myriad of sword lights and scorching flames. He has summoned wings. At this time. It's already starting to rush around. Where is melee gathered. He flew wherever he went. At this time he. is the embodiment of the true Grim Reaper.
Great love looks at the soul of the war army soaring in the sky every day. Can't catch up with a little jealousy. He's a pro. Playing "the world" is just an activity similar to a pastime. Therefore. His attitude. It's more about having fun. And not competition.
The global virtual sports organization NPGU does not currently include the word "world" in the virtual sports competition. But. Many NPGU players have joined the game. This game is very realistic in terms of operability. Forehead can bring them a good workout. Therefore. Pros flock to it.
Based on this situation. Originally, the love of Boundless was just like improving my level of virtual sports through this game. But. Such a despicable and inferior act of arrogance and muskets. It really annoyed him.
"Wolf soul. If you can lead everyone to win this battle. I, the Justice League, will join you in the war. Become your vassal family."
Great love boundless looked at the falling and rising warrior soul in the distance. Talking to himself.
The warrior spirits didn't hear that. At this time. He is constantly reaping the world's most proud human lives. At this time. Just break through the barrier between the war and the Justice League. Let the two forces and the soldiers be in one place. So. The power is naturally much greater. In the deployment of troops. It won't be stretched either.
Boundless Love clearly sees this as well. Therefore. The people who were originally in ambush in the grove. They have been left behind. Out of the full defense. The center of the battle line has been adjusted to the side of the world. In this way, a two-on-one situation is formed locally. His goal is the same as that of the Warrior Spirit. That is to join forces with the flames of war.
"Poof."
The archer of a musket suddenly stiffened. Then. A large amount of blood spurted out of the throat. And then. He snorted. Grab your throat and slowly return to it. The shadow flickered. Socrates' bottomless form slowly sank into the air.
At this time. Before the bottom of the day, he was already furious. He's a short-haired man. Hair but where at the point of growth. It is estimated that a big drama of anger will be staged.
Just now. Ruowen Feng, Su Qingli, once, a radish and a pit have secretly drilled out of the gap. Came to the periphery of the battlefield. Radish was supposed to be trained with the wolf's fangs. Today is the day off. The result was to catch up. These guys got together. Immediately became a pure reaper of life.
Socrates had no bottom and was just an ordinary assassin. But. He's very perverted with a little bit of it. QUAN Min. Generally speaking. Assassins are divided into two perverted methods: all-in and all-out. In the early stage. All-out assassin compared to bull fork. And the all-sensitive assassin is the scum. But. In the late stages. After the level gradually increases. The power of the whole people at this moment is also reflected.
The All-Min Assassin has several characteristics. High hand speed, fast attack, strong skills, and thick defense.
And Socrates didn't get out of the family's team activities. Most of them are messing with the team of Great Love Without Borders. His outfit. It can be said that it should be of the upper middle level in the group of Assassins in the war. Don't think it's a bad standard. But. Don't forget. in this group. But there are life-seeking, Ruowen style, Su Qingli, etc. Such a perverted one. Therefore. There is no bottom at all.
Not only not times. Because I didn't have a background in conducting a major. Therefore. Delicate observation, meticulous mind, and ruthless hands. Assassins are very tough. In the midst of the war-torn hordes of Assassins. It's already registered.
Today. Got together with a few Assassins. Although there is no life to cheer them on. But. They also performed a killing frenzy together.
Needless to say, Ruowen style and Su Qingli and radish who take turns to rest. There is no bottom today and is absolutely in the limelight. Because this boy has a fire in his heart. Temporary Intentions. Call the warrior soul to help them farm the boss and fight the treasure. but fell into the calculations of those who have a heart. I almost broke the friendship without saying anything. Now the brothers are not yet dead . His heart can no longer be described as throbbing and remorseful.
He. Now it's really desperate. It is to wash away the shame on himself with unremitting efforts and dedication. Proud and muskets. They do. It can be said that he gave Socrates a slap in the mouth without a bottom. And he also splashed a head and a whole body of stinky water.
It's tolerable or unbearable.
There seems to be fire in the bottomless eyes. His dagger kept swinging. This moment. His graceful temperament is gone. His sunny personality is gone. Some. It's just a god-killing cold, ruthless.
"Flutter."
Fiercely confiscated. Pull it out hard. Brought out a streak of bright red blood. Pull out the dagger again and be hungry for that moment. A twist of the wrist. The sharp dagger has already cut a wide hole in the opponent's stomach. Except for blood . Even something else came out.
The cloth mage is white. He doesn't look old. It should not be too old. I saw him screaming frantically. The staff has been thrown into the ground. Both hands retract from time to time. He's stuffing his intestines back into his stomach. But. All this is clearly in vain.
Socrates stared at this guy with no bottom and stared at this guy with a clear white circle on his head. It's not that this guy has become a god on the battlefield. It's a kind of protection. This bloody scene after he took off his helmet. will disappear in the ocean of his memory. That's a kind of protection.
Hand raised. Bend over. A swipe of the wrist. Without a bottom, he slashed the throat of another mage.