"Sorry! I had a bit of a gaffe before! "The mountain ghosts of Shouyang Mountain quickly returned to normal. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Is it so hard to drop the pages of a murder book?" Mu Yi asked tentatively.

"According to the statistics of the number of people you killed, the explosion rate of the pages of your murder book is about six to eight times that of our players with better character, and if you calculate according to the time you came to the Borderless City, the explosion rate of the pages of your murder book is more than twenty times that of our hardcore veteran players who have been guarding the Borderless City for more than a month!" The emotions of the mountain ghosts of Shouyang Mountain were a little excited again.

"You can only get one page of a murder book a day?"

"None of us was able to kill more than five thousand people in one day! Made! Where is there such a debris with a fixed damage of 20,000 or 30,000 at a time! Where is the fairness of the system? The tone of the mountain ghost of Shouyang Mountain became even more excited.

"Wait for the next version update, or wait for the programmer to find out and change it directly!"

"How to change? Nerf damage? Wouldn't it be good to delete this clutter directly? "Shouyang Mountain Mountain Ghost is not a fool, for what kind of existence this kind of sundries is, he understands very well, this kind of thing is used to kill players in seconds, and it is with that kind of attack that can hardly be weakened by defense, so this sundries will be rare and practical.

"Just increase the shield's defense against dwarven explosives, or add equipment skills that can detect such items!"

"What you're talking about is only useful for reactive players! What about the other regular players? ”

"Weak players will die anyway, and now my dwarf explosives are only criticized because it makes it difficult for those powerful people to live!" Mu Yi replied with a smile.

Mu Yi's words are a little ugly, but I have to say that this is the truth, whether it is a game or a real fairness, this kind of thing always rarely belongs to the weak, and most of those who discuss fairness are strong, just like Mu Yi's father's sentence "This fucking era!" What the fuck is! ”

"Alright! Let's discuss whether you are willing to end this pointless war. ”

"Yes!"

"Sleeping? Who said no just now? ”

"Me! I didn't want to, but now I agree! But you'll have to wait for me to finish this defensive battle! ”

"Are you going to fight again?"

"I don't think you should be able to order your guild players to just stop this fight! And I don't want to end this fight by killing you first and then apologizing. ”

"That's just good luck!" The mountain ghost of Shouyang Mountain hung up the communication with Mu Yi.

Mu Yi threw himself into battle again.

To Mu Yi's surprise, under the fierce attack of the players for nearly fifteen minutes, he didn't even find the figure of the Broken Moon Like a Song, but Ximen Er, a ranger, twice tried to break through with the thieves who attacked along the curved wall of the tower, and was beaten back by Mu Yi both times.

"It's been five minutes since they've been able to organize an effective attack, and even the players who came up to test it didn't seem to be so distracted!" Xue'er, who had already sat on this platform and leaned against the mountain, ate a snack and reminded Mu Yi.

"I know! Probably the brain is back to normal and ready to start a serious battle! ”

"Being able to rely on the strength of one person to persist here for a long time, with this kind of intensity of attack, I have to say that you are already an unprecedented one in the history of the continent!"

"Why isn't it unprecedented?"

"Unprecedented? What will happen in the future, who knows? To say that it is unprecedented, this is a respect for history, and those who can say the ultimate are not thinking through their brains and just want to compliment someone as much as possible! ”

"It's coming!" Looking at the players who were advancing in an organized manner below the mountain wall, Mu Yi frowned slightly.

Knights, warriors, musketeers, archers, mages, priests, Mu Yi even saw some hidden professions that are not usually common, such as summoners and crossbowmen, but Mu Yi didn't see thieves, Mu Yi didn't see any thieves, even if it was impossible to see too clearly because of the naked-eye visual distance, but it wasn't even to the point that a thief who habitually moved forward with a dagger on his waist didn't see it, right?

"What a scheming fellow! While distracting me by talking nonsense to me, he actually directed his own thieves to sneak around en masse? Are you going to sneak up? Is mana enough? Mu Yi frowned as he looked at the array of players slowly advancing through the ruins of the tower.

Suddenly, Mu Yi seemed to think of something.

"Where is there such a debris with a single fixed damage of twenty or thirty thousand! Where is the fairness of the system? Mu Yi whispered a repetition of what the mountain ghost of Shouyang Mountain had said before, and then said in a normal voice: "Where is there such a debris that can always restore mana!" Where is the fairness of the system? This cunning monkey. ”

Mu Yi stood up, held the musket in his arms, and looked at the players who were still advancing under the mountain wall, and there were several more "matchboxes" in his hands.

"Come and show me, am I right?" Mu Yi whispered and pressed the "matchbox" in his hand.

"Boom!"

There was only a loud bang from the dwarven dynamite.

"it!"

Several of the players who were blown away let out a visceral curse.

"Looks like I guessed right! Then ~~~" Mu Yi detonated the dwarf explosive closest to him on the left side before, and then pressed the dwarf explosive buried on the mountain wall again.

"Boom!"

The same loud bang of dwarven dynamite.

"Silly hanging!"

The same disdainful swearing from several players who haven't been blown off the wall yet.

"Looks like that thing doesn't have a lot of mana to recover! Is there a way to support stealth and gecko rings at the same time? Mu Yi smiled and pressed all the "matchboxes" in his hand.

With the roar of one after another, there are all kinds of scolding from many players, whether they are subtle or explicit, whether they are gentlemen or hooligans, or "FUCK" or "Nima".

"T, M, D get off my platform!" After all, Mu Yi's explosion can only radiate a range, and there are already sneaking thieves who have stepped on the platform where Mu Yi is.

"It seems that my attack made you all forget that we musketeers don't just have muskets in our hands?" Mu Yi raised his leg and kicked a thief who was directly approaching head-on and flew out, Mu Yi was not far from the cliff where he was sitting before, so even if Mu Yi didn't need to continue to attack, this thief had no chance to land again like Mu Yi's previous opponent.

Five minutes later.

Consumed more than 30,000 health points, used a variety of physical skills, skills, and sent all the thieves off the platform.

"The fair game has finally begun!" Cher smiled and took out a bag of snacks again.

"It's never been fair!" Looking at the players who began to step onto the ruins of the tower in a neat formation, Mu Yixiang showed a laughing but silent expression to Cher. (To be continued.) )