readx; After killing the pentagonal crystal snake, Zhang Mu led everyone to walk inside, and until late at night, Zhang Mu and his gang killed a total of seven small bosses with the same strength as the pentagonal crystal snake in the spinel castle, and obtained a total of two fashions, two upgradeable boss eggs and a skill book called "Dragon King's Breath". Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Do you want 'Dragon King Breath' or 'Flame Crystal Armor'! Hurry up and pick up a good offline rest! Zhang Mu hugged his arms and looked at the mythical wound angrily.

"The Dragon King breathes... Can increase the range and power of the Fire Dragon King's attack... The Flame Crystal Armor can increase the Fire Dragon King's defense and movement speed... Oh my God, why do you have to let me choose between these two things! Give it all to me! "At this time, the myth hurt is still a bit of a boss, similar to a little scoundrel in the market.

It's not that the myth hurts the character too quickly, it's just that these two treasures are too precious, and it's really hard to choose.

The deity rubbed his face, and said angrily and funny: "Ah injury, let's just do this, the 'Dragon King's Breath' and the 'Flame Crystal Armor' will be put on for you first......"

"What's so embarrassing?" The myth was stunned, and without waiting for the deity to finish speaking, he applied for a deal with Zhang Mu.

"Damn, shameless you!" Zhang Mu and the deity scolded at the same time.

"These two treasures can be given to you, but in the future, when you can equip the dragon skill book and fashion, you are not allowed to rob me!" The deity smiled evilly.

Mythical Wound hesitated for a few seconds, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, that's it!" I don't want any of the next three items of dragon equipment! ”

"Ah Mu, it's okay for me to distribute it like this, right?" Zhang Mu didn't directly trade the loot to Mythical Injury, but turned his face and asked Ah Mu, after all, he also had a dragon-type boss, although it was a 'nine-headed dragon'.

Ah Mu grinned, "No problem, give Ah Hurt, the reincarnation messenger is the boss I mainly use now." ”

After the distribution of the loot, Zhang Mu said: "Dissolve on the spot, gather on time at 10 noon tomorrow, is there a problem?" If not, go offline and rest! ”

"No problem, that's it." Everyone nodded in response.

"Yawn! ~"Zhang Mu, who came out of the game cabin, stretched a big lazy waist, and there was a 'crackling' sound from the joints of his body, which was the sequelae of sitting in the game cabin for a long time to 'work'.

"I'm so tired, so tired." The fat man and the others came out of the cabin one after another, and everyone had a tired look on their faces.

"I'm sleepy and tired and drink Red Bull, don't you often talk about this sentence~" Zhang Mu smiled, opened the refrigerator, and threw the drinks to everyone one by one.

At this moment, Zhang Mu's mobile phone rang suddenly, and everyone looked at it inexplicably.

You know, it's 12 o'clock in the morning! Who would call Zhang Mu so late?

"Huh? How is the emperor? Zhang Mu picked it up suspiciously.

"Twelve, you haven't slept yet, have you?" The Emperor's voice was rather hurried.

"Didn't sleep, what's wrong? Is something wrong with the guild? Zhang Mu frowned slightly.

"I just received a message from the system, and there will be monsters attacking our China Town in two hours!"

Zhang Mu was stunned: "What?" Monsters attacking Chinatown? How could it be so sudden? ”

"Oops, it's not clear on the phone, it's online!" With that, the emperor hung up.

"What city are you attacking in the middle of the night? Is there something wrong with the system? The fat man wondered.

"God knows, let's see if it's online." Zhang Mu shook his head.

A few minutes later, Zhang Mu logged back into the game.

"Emperor, what the hell is going on?" Zhang Mu directly dragged the emperor into his channel.

"Alas, hatred is worth the blame." The emperor sighed and said, "You open the guild panel, and in the bottom corner, there is a 'Guild Hatred', and every time a certain number of monsters of various races are killed by guild players, they will gain a certain amount of hatred points. Once the hatred bar is full, the monsters of that clan will wage war against the guild, and just now, our Chinatown's hatred for the 'Templars' is already full. ”

"How can there be such a thing?" Zhang Mu touched his head, although he was the president, he was playing treasure training every day, and his understanding of the guild was not as good as that of the emperor, the great butler.

"In other words, it's the Templars who will be attacking the city." The emperor cried and said with a sad face, and said to himself: "At this time, the online rate of our guild is only 58%... Subtract another 10% of the hang-up family... Fierce and auspicious! Alas, it's all my fault, I didn't realize in advance that our hatred for the Templars was full. ”

Zhang Mu smiled generously, "It's none of your business, don't take all the responsibility on yourself." Isn't it just a monster attacking the city, isn't it enough to defeat them? Now you go and gather all the members online and ask them to call their friends in the congregation and tell them that the siege is coming. Hmm, I'm going to call Big Ben and Ah Hurt them, by the way, when the monsters are attacking the city, can I ask for foreign help? ”

"I can't."

"Well, then you can't find Devalen... Do it yourself and have plenty of food and clothing. Zhang Mu said in pieces.

About half an hour or so passed - "Fuck, neurotic system!" This also makes it impossible to sleep! The myth that was woken up by Zhang Mu from his sleep was as irritable as a lion, and he splashed the head office of "Invincible Heroes" like dirty words and no money.

Compared with the mythical injury, Amu and others, who have only recently joined Chinatown, don't have any special feelings, and as a professional gamer, being on call is a necessary skill.

As one phone call goes out, more and more members go online.

The speed of the assembly is also a major aspect of the guild's strength.

The wind was cold, the night was low, and the restless roar of wild beasts echoed in the surrounding woods.

Hundreds of thousands of Chinatown members gathered at the city walls, staring into the distance.

"Buzz~" "Buzz~" "Buzz~"

Three conch sounds rang out from the far east, and soon, a super legion of thousands of Templar troops appeared on the horizon and began to move slowly in the direction of Chinatown, and under the light of the silver moon, this legion formed a wave capable of destroying everything.

"For the glory of the Templar... Destroy! Destroy! Destroy! The Templar at the front of the line was dressed in armor and with a pack of white wings growing on his back, and he was now shouting with his sword.

"Destroy! Destroy! Destroy! The Templar soldiers shouted.

"Damn, isn't it just a siege, you need to make such a big move!" The Frozen Silkworm also rose, and as the deputy commander of the Second Legion, he was used to standing beside the mythical wound.

"Does anyone know how long a siege like this will last before it ends?" Zhang Mu asked everyone.

"According to the forum, a total of seventeen guilds in the world have experienced 'Siege of Hatred', however, these guilds..."

"Say."

"None of them succeeded... The longest defensive time was 4 hours and 43 minutes..."

"Is it that ruthless?" Zhang Mu clenched his fists vigorously.

(To be continued)