Chapter 702: The Great Escape of Victory (6)

The players of the dark camp were mixed with the players of the light camp in the team of chasing and killing, and the players of the dark camp were all bent on killing the knight in front of them at this time, and no one even found out, although they all understood that only one of these people present could deliver the mysterious hammer to obtain the most lucrative task reward, but although no one could guarantee that the person was themselves, who would dare to say that the person was definitely not themselves? On the other hand, as long as the player on his side gets the hammer, the system will still reward everyone present with a piece of hard-earned money, and this hard-earned money is already a very valuable reward.

Profit is the driving force of eternal existence.

Although none of the players in the dark camp could find that the enemy players were mixed in with their growing team, Mu Yi, a temporary outsider, could see it clearly.

"Come on! It seems that the worst prediction has been fulfilled! These players in the Light Camp are really ready to kill people and steal this quest item! These brainless goods! If you don't succeed, you will take credit first! The players in this game are indeed a legal organization that is even more evil than the Inquisition! "Seeing the players of his own camp, Mu Yi didn't know what these players of the light camp were thinking at this time?

Seeing these players, Mu Yi also understood, but he was afraid that even if he hit the wall, even if he really permanently incarnated as a knight of holy light, he would not be able to escape the fate of a tragic death on the spot, after all, he was just a player who was chased and killed on the one hand, and at that time there was at least a hope for reinforcements, as long as the players of the light camp arrived, at least they could share part of the pressure, and in the end, the reinforcements became a more deadly life-threatening charm.

The speed of the real person who hit the wall is really fast, and after a while, he has already thrown the pursuers behind him far away, but the five vehicles are hanging tightly behind him and biting hard, and the real person who hit the wall has no doubt that as long as his transformation time comes, the magic crystal ammunition shot by those mechanic creations behind him will tear himself apart in minutes, and his only hope now is the rescue of his own camp in front of him.

However, the real person who hit the wall still knows that he has now become the fat deer that is chasing after him, and it has become a wishful hope to flee forward while waiting for the players of the bright camp to come to the rescue. The "rescue" that the real people who hit the wall looked forward to finally came, when a group of players whose total number was no less than the large group of pursuers of the dark camp behind them who had been thrown far away appeared in the distance, and the real people who hit the wall were so excited that they were about to cry, and they were tired and ran away in the direction of the main camp, isn't it just to wait for the arrival of these people? But what he didn't know was that it wouldn't be long before he would really cry.

The real man who had the mount was extremely fast, and it took more than ten seconds to get close to the group of players.

"I've got that hammer on me! Cover me! ”

Urgency can give birth to wisdom, but most of the time the anxious and flustered mood can bring nothing more than chaos, at this time has been completely carried away by the anxious state of mind The real person who hit the wall seems to have lost the ability to observe and the slightest, and he has not seen the naked lust of these players at all.

Alonnath's goshawk didn't have a way to send Mu Yi an audio file, even if there was a fear, it would be a gust of wind of "Huh~~~~~~Huh~~~", but just relying on the shared video data was enough for Mu Yi to conclude one thing.

Hit the wall real person, it's over!

A strange priest in a robe cast a strange spell that knocked the original depleted potion of the real person against the wall and the duration of the potion was completely reduced to zero. A faint halo flickered on his body, and the horse under him shattered into countless energy fragments, returning to his ranger state again.

"You guys!" The real person who hit the wall also understood at this time, where is this rescue in the snow, this is simply the urging judge who fell into the well.

What was used on his body was a priest elective spell called the dispel technique, which was actually a skill used to remove bleeding, poisoning, curses, and other effects on teammates, but at this time, it was used on the body of a real person who hit the wall with another effect, a deadly effect.

The real man who hit the wall returned to the state of the ranger, but he was not able to enter the protection range of the players of the Light Camp that he had been waiting for for a long time, and even those people actually slowed down their movement without tacitly, and it was not a smart thing to quickly approach the past at this time.

The dark camp players who chased and killed the real people who hit the wall in the sky and on the ground did not have such scruples, a series of magic crystal ammunition poured down, and the real people who hit the wall stopped running away, and looked bitterly at the players of their own camp in front of them and then looked back at the players of the enemy camp who had caught up, showing a self-deprecating smile.

"I hate to press the gold thread every year, and make wedding clothes for others! Hehe! I'm not the first, but it's okay! It looks like I'm never going to be the last one either! "The real person who hit the wall does not dodge or dodge, he used others as cannon fodder for himself to get this item step by step, and now he is finally going to embark on this road that he designed for others.

It's a really difficult road! Especially after knowing that he was sacrificed as cannon fodder, at this time, the real people who hit the wall even envied those players who became cannon fodder without knowing it, at least there was no such resentment in their chests to block the discomfort.

The real person who hit the wall was killed by a burst of fire, and the hammer was also exploded.

Mu Yi never doubted that this item would be dropped with a certain chance or 100% drop, and the system would never allow any player to take this thing that could affect the direction of the war out of this light and dark battlefield, so it can be said that it is an inevitable thing for the player to be killed and this item will be exposed.

The mysterious hammer was exploded, and the players of the dark camp had already chased after it, and the two sides stood face to face, and a strange clearing appeared in the middle of the field, and the hammer was placed in the clearing. A subtle atmosphere was spreading through the battlefield that had been quiet for the time being.

"I hate a scuffle! It's terrible! Mu Yi frowned and looked at the players on both sides who had inexplicably stalled and confronted each other in the air, and then looked at the hammer in the middle, he wanted to directly command the goshawk of Alonnath to fly down and grab this thing, but he still gave up this idea.

Not to mention whether or not the goshawk of Elonus could grab this item, the feeling of being the target of public criticism was definitely not such a pleasant thing.