Your San Value is Zero

Chapter 510: dark tide

[Seven-Blade Royal Soul] also got a wave sword, but he has been focusing on training his aura, and his mental strength is still at the silver level.

When only the first stage is activated, the destructive power is much lower than the red-edged long sword he snatched from the ancient ruins. So I gave it to [Ghost Shadow from Heart] to use.

Then this guy got one himself, and transformed into a dual swordsman.

After getting the new equipment, he excitedly ran to the Whale Country to find monsters to try his sword, but he also got an unexpected surprise.

The spiritual energy of the blood of the big eyeball is injected into the sword, and the plasma blade produced is not only extremely destructive, but also erodes the enemy's mind, thereby weakening the opponent's spiritual power.

When Du Wei saw this scene, he felt familiar. After checking the ancient books, he found that he was very similar to the lawbreaker in the records.

A new career path was specially opened for him—law breaker.

The other two weapons were the Wave Spear and the Wave Whip, which fell into the hands of [Inexplicable Melancholy] and [Nai Nai] after the consignment transaction.

Those strange ancient relics were also taken away by different players. Du Wei no longer cared about who got them, and focused all his attention on the Brave Challenge.

The qualifiers are a thousand-player melee mode. The different-space battlefield is divided into several areas, and each area has a thousand players.

There are two ways to advance. One is to obtain elimination points, one point for each eliminated person, and at the same time plunder all the points of the eliminated person, and advance when the points reach 100.

The second is to find the dominant core, activate it and hold on to the position for an hour. During this period, as long as the core is exploded, it will start again.

The first ten people in each area to achieve one will advance.

The competition does not advocate killing, as long as it is determined that the target has suffered heavy damage, it will be sent out, and the implementer will be given points.

But because of the disparity in strength, casualties were accidentally caused. The organizer will only judge the deceased as a challenger who is overwhelmed, and will not hold the winners accountable for their faults.

Having said that, the local adventurers who knew the death rate of the previous Brave Challenge were still hesitant and chose to withdraw directly. After all, there is only one life, and there are infinite possibilities in life, and no one is willing to seek their own death.

The organizer of the contest said that killing is not advocated, and gave the participants a life-saving mechanism, but first of all, the life-saving props are not free, and they need to spend their own money to buy them.

Secondly, the strength in the melee is uneven.

If there is no silver-level strength, it can be said that 100% will be instantly killed by high-level participants, and there will be no chance for them to surrender.

The same is true in previous years, with an average mortality rate as high as 80%.

But the players are different. The moment they saw the rules, they began to formulate various old sixth tactics and house-stealing tactics.

Although there are only three major kingdoms in the area controlled by human beings, there are also duchies that are divided and ruled among the three major kingdoms. They belong to the three major kingdoms, border each other, and check and balance each other.

The titles of the three nobles of Houliwater are all dukes, and the territories under their jurisdiction are also the most affluent areas of the Houliwater Kingdom.

In addition, although there are two other big nobles who are not top class, their titles have reached the duke level, but their territories are more remote and not as rich as the three big nobles. The two nobles are Berkeley and Salutah.

Among them, the Duke of Berkeley, as a great nobleman with high self-esteem and rich family background, is used to seeing adventurers who show off on the surface, but retreat before anyone else at critical moments.

He has never seen the rebirth of a player, and never believes in rumors. He thought he saw a business opportunity that others hadn't noticed, so he set up a betting market for prediction of retirement.

The result was obvious, the withdrawal betting market he opened was closed within an hour, and no new bets were accepted.

Because the player also saw the business opportunity, and wanted to cut a wave of this Grand Duke's leeks. The behavior of native adventurers is difficult to predict, but the behavior of players is still difficult to predict.

Players who came to cut leeks bought a large number of players who were predicted to retire voluntarily. Even players who had no intention of participating in the event also came to form a team to sign up. And after one of them enters the gamble, the partnership bets heavily on the predicted one.

This made Berkeley feel a little bad, and closed the buying channel early.

The competition will start one day later, and the adventurers who have not withdrawn from the competition will receive the distribution inscription. Since the number of people far exceeds the upper limit of the competition area, the participants who are assigned to the back will not be able to enter until the end of the competition in an area.

The information received by the player is a large-scale information transfer secret technique performed by the court mystic of the Hollywater Kingdom through the pattern.

During the period, there were still local adventurers who withdrew from the competition one after another, and the number of people in some competition areas even dropped to 800. Competitors at the back are reassigned to fill vacancies in the front division.

But none of the predicted players in the Berkeley gambling table retired.

"A bunch of overzealous guys who want to earn my money, go to hell!" Berkeley cursed in his heart, and at the same time used his contacts to connect with powerful local contestants and let them focus on those players.

At this time, no matter how strong or weak, all the players who were predicted to retire on their own were hated by Berkeley.

He even secretly poked and manipulated the competition area, and arranged the vast majority of players who were predicted to retire with two familiar and powerful local contestants.

And put it at the forefront, preparing to give the players a big game on the first day, making them afraid, and then chose to retire.

Senior players arrived at Golden Eagle Fort too late because they participated in world missions, so they were assigned to relatively lower competition areas.

When the opening ceremony was held, all participants formed a phalanx and paraded around the city wall outside the city for carnival.

The aristocratic lords sitting on the ten-meter-high city wall were having afternoon tea and watching a play, and from time to time they would take out their binoculars to look at the high-profile contestants in the queue.

"What the **** is that phalanx? How could someone wear robes and knight helmets together?"

One person pointed at the phalanx coming from behind and shouted.

There is no doubt that this must be a phalanx team composed of players.

Many low-level players who don't have enough equipment are still mixing and matching suits. Moreover, most of them cultivate both magic and martial arts, and what they wear can improve their own combat power. So use whichever one has the best effect, and don't care about the styling and matching at all.

The nobles on the city wall looked back one after another and let out bursts of laughter.

"Hahaha, are they from the Prior family?"

"This is Victor's family of servants? Hahaha! Where did the former nobles of the Eastern Realm dig up these strange creatures?"

"Look! Look at that man! That man is actually crawling!"

"He seems to have four arms and no feet."

"Is it a deformity? Hahaha! Deformed children can also become extraordinary fighters. Is there no one to train them?"

"I know that guy who looks like a tumbler. If he took off his armor, his waist would not be as thick as my arms. He seemed to be dragged back to Victor's territory because of his lumbar spine damage a while ago. He's all here to participate in the challenge. I'd rather Let's see how many rounds he can survive."

"Don't think about it, that guy is in a group with two gold-level adventurers from Fuguo. I heard from the gossip that it was deliberately arranged by Berkeley. Not a single one is going to be left alive."

"Huh? Why don't you rush to buy him and get eliminated in the first round!"

...

The person being discussed was [Lumbar Muscle Strain]. As the discussions of many nobles became louder, the odds of elimination for [Lumbar Muscle Strain] became lower and lower.

On the contrary, the promotion odds are getting higher and higher.

Players dressed in all kinds of clothes added a lot of joy to the parade. The drowsy nobles all woke up and started discussing players with different costumes.

It wasn't until the phalanx of high-level players organized by [Seven Blades Royal Soul] came that the laughter subsided a bit.

"Where did this team come from adventurers?"

"What? Also from the Prior family?"

"Some people look like dogs."

Among the men's discussions, there are also many female voices.

They were still very reserved before, but when they saw the senior male players who had perfect beauty and well-matched equipment, they all exclaimed in unison.

"Wow! That man is so handsome and heroic."

"My God! There are such handsome men in the world."

"I want my father to propose marriage to Prell, no! To the Victor family, I want to marry that blond man carrying a huge sword."

"I like the man with the natural curly silver hair."

Especially [Turbo Duck] and [Seven-Blade Royal Soul]. One of them is blond and blue-eyed, the other is a silver-haired blue boy. Their faces are also very contoured. They are both popular in both Eastern and Western aesthetics, and their skin is still the same. One is good.

Unlike those low-level players who are exposed to the wind and sun all day long, and sleep on the street from time to time, no matter how well their faces are pinched, they will already be covered in dirt, which will not attract the attention of noble ladies at all.

It's not like most of the nobles on the stage, they are all fat and muddy, which makes people completely uninterested.

The aristocratic men next to them looked at the few aristocratic ladies who shouted the loudest with a little contempt, "I have never seen the world, and there are a few lowly adventurers, what are you looking for?"

But when the phalanx of senior female players such as [Bai Zhan Ji], [Pudding Hit Milk], and [Nicole] came into view, those male nobles who were still showing contempt for a moment couldn't hold back, and the discussion became louder and louder. wave.

"Give me her information! Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

"Bring me the information of the woman in the white skirt and big sword at the back too."

"How can such a beautiful woman be spoiled by those rough guys? Send someone to tie her up for me. I want to see her on my bed tonight."

"Hey hey, the one with the glove is quite tasteful, I just like this little wild cat."

"They are all members of the Prior family? Go and contact Dug Victor and tell him. If he is willing to dedicate that woman to me. I don't mind showing him a little bit of kindness and acknowledging his orthodox succession status."

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"Dad, I want to marry that woman."

"No, she will be your stepmother in the future."

"Stepmother? But is my mother still alive?"

"She's going to die soon."

The great nobles seldom get in touch with these low-level ants in their eyes, so most nobles don't know that there are countless beauties and handsome men in the player group.

Until today, they didn't notice these handsome players.

The aristocrats who are better-looking will even do some work on the surface, and take them into their pockets in the name of marriage.

Those who are reckless, or who are completely impossible to get along with the Victor family, will directly send people to kidnap them.

Behind the scenes, unknown to everyone, an undercurrent surged.

Many underground organizations frowned when they received the task.

It was also this group of people who reported the player's strength to the nobles before. They knew best the player's real combat power, so how could they possibly accept these kidnapping deals.

Just when the nobles were busy planning how to take people into the harem, a howl of a wolf came from afar.

[Feng Jifeng] Sitting on the back of the phantom wolf king, he formed a cavalry phalanx with all phantom wolf tamers, and drove slowly towards the city wall.

"what is that!"

"Phantom, phantom wolf king?!"

"They actually tamed the phantom wolf king!"

"How can this be?"

"The rumors about them can't be true."

"I heard that there are vampire tribes and dragon trainers among them."

"Dragon Trainer? Are you kidding me?"

"How long has it been since dragons came to the human world~www.mtlnovel.com~ How could there be a dragon trainer."

"Haven't the aliens with vampire blood been expelled from the Three Kingdoms long ago?"

Everyone couldn't believe it, but now that the phantom wolf king has been subdued, it is difficult for them to speak out their arguments, for fear of being slapped in the face the next moment.

When the phantom wolf king walked through the city wall, his height was high enough to be parallel to the top of the city. ?Feng Jilun?Standing a head higher, looking down at the great nobles.

A feeling of being offended suddenly surged in the hearts of the nobles, but the extreme sense of oppression emanating from the wolf king made them dare not reprimand recklessly.

When the Wolf King's team disappeared from sight, the nobles suddenly sat on the ground like deflated balls.

The scene just now left an indelible shadow in everyone's hearts. They stared at the rear quietly, but fortunately, the legendary red dragon and vampire with outstretched wings did not appear, and then everyone breathed a sigh of relief.