The clouds disappeared and the rain passed, the eighth person of the "gospel", ranked 54th in the global heavenly list, and was a well-deserved god-level figure.

As a meteorologist, she specializes in regulating the climate in local areas. She doesn't have a wand, but she doesn't need one, as nature is her casting medium and mana booster. She is recognized as the strongest strategic 'sex' god in the whole "Qiankun", of course, it is not the pervert who dreams of Guan He, and she is almost proud of the world in the group fight mode.

Her appearance is very beautiful, and she is known as the first beautiful 'woman' in "Qiankun", and the first beautiful man is the "Flower" Moon Demon of "Fuji", which has attracted countless suitors and fans, and has a high popularity even in Asia and Europe. Many video game magazines have described him as an "otaku 'female' god". Over time, there are even special 'door' fan groups that will not be listed one by one because there are too many of them, but Yun Xiaoyu himself doesn't care whether he is famous or not, and he has never admitted which fan group has an official 'sexual' nature. According to a human flesh search, she seems to be a student at Yale University, majoring in environmental engineering, but I don't know more specifically. There was a rich man who offered $200,000 just to have dinner with the clouds and the rain.

In the "Doomsday 'Confrontation'", the clouds disappeared and the rain died on the "Key Mountain" of the Iron Rope Mountains, and he died after holding on for two and a half hours, at level 71.

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On the battlefield, the living players are dying and fleeing, and the rest is only a few hundred.

Arrows!

As soon as the deadly stinger loosened the bowstring, three arrows dragged the blue 'color' of light and 'shot' at the back of a priest. In the 'melee' of the here and now, it is easier than you think to hit a person, but the difficulty of defending is also relatively higher. No one knows when they will return to the West. "Qiankun" truly restores the war, allowing people to fully appreciate the meaning of "cruelty" and "accident".

After killing the unsuspecting priest, the deadly stinger turned his head and noticed a large group of cavalry on the edge of the battlefield. With the powerful eyesight of the indigo 'archer', he could see the true face of the cavalry, and he couldn't help but be surprised: why did the necromantic cavalry who managed to break through the obstacle and rush to Aiyalotis come back again?

Could it be that June Sunshine has failed?!

As soon as this feeling was born, it increased its weight sharply, pressing it like a weight on the heart of a deadly stinger. Although he is more rational than Super Burger King, he also values the victory and defeat this time, so he pins his hopes on June Sunshine - although he doesn't want to 'deal' with June Sunshine at all. All the presidents can't give advice like June Sunshine, and they don't know how to deploy troops like him, and they can't take responsibility for the life and death of all necromantic players.

That's right, they—Deadly Stinger is convinced that all presidents are the same—is just that, jealous of the rise of the June sun, but also envious of each other's intellect and ability, and even a hint of shameful admiration. June Sunshine is a nasty, intimidating guy and a ...... at the same time People who have the potential to be a leader.

So, the deadly stinger doesn't want June Sunshine to fail. He dodged the attack and quickly moved towards the cavalry. A little better than expected, the cavalry did not seem to have lost their armor, and the formation was only slightly scattered when they ran.

"How's it going?" As soon as he saw the June sun, the deadly stinger asked.

The June sun slowed the cavalry, and he himself looked back frequently, as if he had left something important behind him. "I think we're in a crisis," he said, uncertainly. But we still have a chance to turn the tables, as long as the other party is 'lured' in—"

There was a rumbling, muffled thunder from the cloud, like an old drunkard desperately trying to hold his temper ready to roar. The strange noise made everyone look up. The next moment, the heavy rain fell, and the rain was fast and abundant, pulling out silver wires between heaven and earth. Countless steel wires obscured the field of vision, making it impossible to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest. The fatal thing is that this is not ordinary rain, but acid rain caused by a high concentration of dead gas polluting the water element!

Needless to say, this is the work of the Meteorologist and the Clouds Disappear! If you gather the water in the atmosphere and let the temperature drop, you can create a disaster! The title of "Disaster Spreader" is indeed worthy of its name!

The battlefield was immediately chaotic and chaotic. Although the living players screamed and turned into a blurred human form of flesh and blood, the soul fire of the necromantic players was also dissipating at a high speed! Wherever the acid rain went, the durability of the equipment also decreased, and several players dissolved their swords or wands into waste!

Frankie's body also sizzled under the heavy rain, and there were small blood spots on his body surface, then the blood spots began to form blood spots so densely that they began to connect into patches of blood, and finally melted into blood 'holes' that could hold things. The extremely high defense of the Frankie fell into such a field, not to mention the cavalry with only intermediate strength, all of them dissolved their bones and 'flesh', and they couldn't distinguish each other's rotten 'flesh' from their mounts. Everyone's skin was festering, loose, slipping off their flesh and hanging like a tattered garment in need of patching.

Faced with this situation, Qingyi was heartbroken.

There's one thing he's been overlooking all along...... It is true that the clouds disappear and the rain disappears as a 'female' player, a beautiful 'female', and a meteorological mage, but her more important identity is a great god. A great god's melee ability, will it really be so bad that it can be attacked by Qingyi? Just the moment of successful attack is enough to make the opponent's magic backlash and unable to move? Qingyi didn't think deeply about this, because the situation at that time was too urgent for him to think.

Looking back now, Qingyi was very desperate. In addition to its powerful meteorological magic, the Bald Eagle can also act as a smoke bomb - using the image of the almost 'flower' vase to paralyze the enemy. Qingyi shouldn't look down on his opponent, but he still looks down on him. If he had known that this was a trap, he would not have continued to let the cavalry break through, but would have stepped up his efforts to kill all the living players and wait and see what happened. It's a pity that it's too late to say anything now, and time can never be turned back.

"All of you, go back to Oskiria!" Qingyi shouted.

Nafu rode up and anxiously pointed at the sunshine outside the corpse wetland with her whip: "Your Majesty, why don't you turn around and kill it, isn't there still a glimmer of life?" ”

"The situation is urgent, listen to me first, and I'll explain to you later!"

All the players drank the "Soul 'Potion' Water" and put "Baby Band-Aids" on their bodies, and walked in the rain in embarrassment. Qingyi sat behind the knight's underworld and said to Nafu: "The Chinese art of war says, 'besiege the city on three sides, leave one side behind', but the place that seems to be a way to survive is the dead end that the enemy commander wants you to set foot on the most. If we leave the corpse wetland, we can indeed avoid this acid rain, but we lose the choice, and I am afraid that there is something more terrifying than acid rain waiting for us at that time. Now we can only minimize the damage, and as long as we go back to the city and use the buildings to shelter from the rain, we can still save some of the living forces. ”

"Boss, it seems that the person on the other side is very powerful. Even if you try to 'lure' him into the corpse wetland, he doesn't seem to be fooled, damn. "Walter 'Bo'le? Cullen interjected worriedly. He and Fermat donned raincoats and rode a ghost hound together in embarrassment, following the Bone Tyrant. The owner of the ghost hound had been drenched to death three minutes earlier, presumably with no bones left.

"Yes, it's extraordinary, the eagle is always the best hunter. I had a sense of foreboding...... He seemed to see through my mind completely. Yes, he didn't underestimate me, but he didn't take me too seriously. This war ......"

The rest of the words, Qingyi did not say.

This war is a game that Bald Eagle has in his hands, so he takes it neither seriously nor lightly. He does not have to be victorious, but he must see the horrors of the enemy after they have been destroyed and ravaged. At this moment, the bald eagle must be smiling very brightly.

But you didn't win, at least not yet.

Instead of running to the so-called life path, I chose to endure and return to the city at full speed. In the 'essence' of the Chinese art of war, it is necessary to put all things to death and then be born, and to survive after being in a desperate situation. I'm going to survive to the death, and then I'm going to regroup my army so that I can 'fight' you again. "Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers", this defeat, I will double up to you in the future.

Thinking like this, Qingyi had already come to the 'gate' of the southern city. But it was different from what he remembered...... The 'gate' of the southern city was obviously wide open for cavalry to attack, but why is it closed now? Who closes the 'door'?

He dismounted, ran over and pushed the 'door' hard, but he couldn't push it open, and his heart was cold again.

Someone closed the gates!

Qingyi took a few steps back tremblingly, until he could see the head of the city. He looked up, and the rain slid down his cheek bones and down his cervical spine. At the head of the city sat a man wearing a cloak to protect himself from the rain, and while plucking his ears, he gloated and laughed: "Hey, 'Purple Name', are you crying?" ”

Qingyi didn't know what tone to use to say the following sentence: "'Dust'...... Gossip Master! It's the 'door' you close! ”

The other party is the stealth assassin who can enter and exit most places in "Qiankun" at will, and is currently ranked fifth on the "gospel" heaven list. He smiled sheepishly: "Bingo! It's a pity that there are no rewards! By the way, the bald eagle asked me to tell me: 'When you choose to leave Osgilia, your defeat is already doomed'. Let me think if there is anything else to say? Seems to have it? It doesn't seem to be ......."

Too lazy to pay attention to this guy talking to himself Anyway, the other party can't take the initiative to attack him, Qingyi asked Xue Duo to help him rise to the top of the city, and then quickly ran through this section of the city wall, wanting to open the 'door' from the inside. This rain is extraordinary, it is all controlled by the magic of the clouds and rain, and it has far more lethality than before; Now, for every additional second of delay, several necro players or NPCs will die.

I was going to go back to the city to rectify, but Bald Eagle, you actually counted me in this step! But the little trick only plays a delaying role, and has no impact on the overall situation! As long as you cooperate with the players in the city who are resurrected after death, you will soon be able to open the city 'gate' and welcome the cavalry into the city. You want to see me disheartened, that's a dream!

When Qingyi went to the other side of the city gate, his heart was half cold. The Gossip Sect Master looked at him with a smile.

The "door" and "hole" were full of boulders, and the number was twice as large as before, about ten tons. Qingyi can be sure that there is no "roaring detonator" under these stones at all, and naturally they cannot be blown up. By the time the gates were opened, all the people outside the city were dead, including Neve, Fermat, Walter Bole, and Franchi......

The rain was pouring and it seemed to be falling more rapidly. , if you like "The Journey of the Dead in Online Games" written by Qianjiang 'Hua' Fire