When the novice village opened in the afternoon, a total of more than 20,000 players came in, and only 3 or 4,000 people died in the first few clashes for a few hours, but in the half an hour after the blue spherical light curtain began to shrink, more than 16,000 players were killed!

When Mo Fan was promoted to level 7, Wang Peng, Wang Lujia, Ke Ming, and Li Qingyi were all promoted to level 6, there were only more than a hundred players left in the battlefield who were still standing.

In the field of vision, all the red points of light disappeared.

I don't know if it's Liu Qian's reason, this war ended with a comprehensive victory in Area A.

"The war between the two districts is officially over!"

"Congratulations to the one hundred and fifty-three players in Area A, you managed to kill 10,986 players in Area B, standing out of 21,973 players and lucky to survive until now!"

At this time, the electronic sound also sounded again, announcing the end of the war between the two regions.

Now the whole novice village looks like a slaughterhouse, or a huge tomb, and when you see the corpses all over the ground, these players who are still alive either look indifferent, or very sad and angry, or look depressed and desperate, and most of the players sit down on the ground with their bodies paralyzed.

"What did we do?" A level 6 player knelt in front of the corpses strewn on the ground, his hands tightly clasped around his head.

The players who survive now can be imagined to be people with particularly strong psychological qualities, but an ordinary person living in modern society, after witnessing and personally participating in the creation of this hellish tragedy on earth, is still more or less psychologically unbearable.

In the real world, after all, they're just players. Even if it's killing, it's a virtual slash and kill each other in the game, and it's just the characters in the game that are killed. But now he fell before them. All of them are living people. Inside. Many of them are even friends or family members in the real world.

Are they dead? Is it really dead?

The murderer is holding the murderer, you kill the murderer, I kill the past, everyone at the scene has blood on their hands, and they are all heinous murderers in the real world!

"Congratulations, but it's not time to celebrate."

"In the end, we only have twenty places to survive! So, the killing continues! ”

"Out of one hundred and fifty-three of you. One hundred and thirty-three people will still die! Provide experience points to allow the remaining twenty players to move up to a higher level and become the elite of the elite! The electronic voice continued.

Hearing everything announced by the electronic sound, no player on the scene questioned or scolded anything, I don't know if I was too tired, or I knew that no matter what they said or did, it would be useless, so they all chose to bear it silently.

Some players started checking their weapons, while others got up and rummaged around the corpses, trying to find some ammo supplies or something.

The comrades-in-arms around him just now are about to become enemies who kill each other, in order to survive. In order to be able to return to the real world, you can only continue to kill to the end.

"Whereas, you have worked so hard. I've decided to give you some autonomy. ”

"I'd like to hear your opinions on how to proceed with the next killing."

"Please speak! Maybe I'll do the final selection exactly according to what you suggested? ”

The electronic voice took the initiative to bring it up to the players.

"How? Guild Wars! ”

A level 7 player from the Thousand Sails Guild replied with an electronic voice, and then looked at Mo Fan with a vicious expression, he was the level 6 player who had provoked Mo Fan before, named Zhou Junlang, and now he had been promoted to level 7.

Although Mo Fan has also been promoted to level 7, it seems that the people around Mo Fan are only level 6...... Although Liu Qian is level 8, he only has 6 stars on his head, so in Zhou Junlang's opinion, their guild leader Ren Qianfan is level 8, and there are more than ten level 7 players and more than 30 level 6 players around him, which is enough to crush Mo Fan and these people in terms of strength.

"I recommend going heads-up, starting with the lowest level 5 and deciding one winner from level 5...... At that time, he had naturally risen to level 6, and then level 6 players picked each other, and then level 7, until there were 20 people left. Mo Fan also opened his mouth.

After Mo Fan's calculations, the Galaxy Guild has few people, and the guild war will definitely suffer, and when they are heads-up, they can use the weapons and equipment in their hands to gain a certain advantage, so at this time, they must fight for the right to speak, so that the next rules are more beneficial to their side.

"Any other comments?" The electronic voice asked the audience.

"I suggest a lottery." A level 6 player with all the guild members dead spoke.

"No to it! The draw certainly won't work. Electronic Tone immediately rejected the Level 6 player's offer.

"Guild War!" More players shouted loudly, and this time it was of course the players of the Thousand Sails Guild who spoke.

"One of you proposes a guild war, and the other proposes a heads-up, who should I listen to?" The electronic voice grinned, as if he had just slept and regained interest in the game of killing each other by players in the novice village.

"Do they also deserve to be called a party? See how many of us there are? How many of them are there? The people of the Thousand Sails Guild spoke in a disdainful tone.

"Let's vote en masse! Depending on which plan supports more people, which plan should be followed? Zhou Junlang shouted a few words loudly to the electronic sound, and then glared at Mo Fan viciously.

"No, since it is the plan proposed by the two of us, it is better for the two of us to have a heads-up, whoever wins the pick, according to whose plan it is, this is fairer! Of course, the premise is that you don't be a shrunken turtle! Mo Fan stretched out his hand and pointed down, making a provocative gesture to Zhou Junlang.

Mo Fan was extremely confident in his marksmanship, he knew that once he really fought Zhou Junlang alone, Liu Qian should send him a few more powerful energy bullets, and when the time came, it would not be a matter of shooting Zhou Junlang with his hands?

Zhou Junlang, who was originally triumphant, was choked by the words Mo Fan said, and wanted to refute the words that he hadn't organized well for a long time, and his face turned into pig liver color.

When he went to blackmail and show off his might in front of Mo Fan before, he was level 6 at that time, and Mo Fan was only level 3, and now the two of them are actually level 7! It is conceivable that this person must have something to do, so Zhou Junlang didn't dare to easily agree to fight with Mo Fan, for fear of falling for Mo Fan, but the direct result of this was that he lost face in front of all the players.

"I don't think it's better for the guild leaders on both sides to go head-to-head, and whichever side wins, follow the plan of which side, so it's fairer!" Another level 7 player from the Thousand Sails Guild thought about it and proposed a few words out loud. (To be continued.) )