Chapter 585 “Tao Heart” Collapse

Protest marches on the streets of Germany are still in full swing.

Amiens in the virtual world, the battlefield between France and Daxia, is also filled with smoke.

But Turner, who was in it, only wanted to figure out at this moment: How did he get that gorgeous sword and that gorgeous bullet?

However, there are only communication channels for the same camp in the battlefield, and you cannot communicate with opponents across camps.

If you want to communicate with your opponent, you can only rush to a relatively close distance and shout with a loud voice.

In a battlefield where bullets are flying everywhere, this is not easy.

But Turner never wanted to miss this opportunity——

"Brothers, work harder! Press the opponent back to their hometown! I have some questions to ask them. We can't talk just by shooting at each other like this!"

"good!"

"No problem! Rush!"

"Last time I was suddenly hit in the face and I wasn't prepared. This time I will definitely push back!"

…

Teammates responded one after another.

There was also cheering in the live broadcast room.

Then point F in their hometown was stolen.

Turner immediately changed his mind: "Back up! It should be the team that just stole our house, I just want to ask them!"

A group of people rushed back to support and successfully blocked Daxia's team on a road between point F and point E.

Turner was overjoyed, "You guys..."

Before he could finish his sentence, bullets flew over.

Turner's head suddenly burst with blood and he fell to the ground suddenly.

"FUCK!!!" Turner yelled angrily.

But as soon as he finished shouting, his teammates pulled him back to the bunker by his ankles and stabbed him with a needle to revive him.

After being resurrected, Turner took a deep breath to calm down his ups and downs, then huddled in the corner and cautiously poked his head to see what was going on.

But only a third of his head was poked out, and as soon as one eye was exposed, a bullet accurately penetrated his helmet and cracked open his skull.

"WTF!" Turner, who had just calmed down, couldn't help but spit out the fragrance again.

Resurrection at point E, rushes out of the stronghold again, this time he appears as a dog!

But just after he broke out of the stronghold, he saw the team on the opposite side heading towards point E!

Turner quickly retracted his stronghold and shouted loudly: "Friend! Can you add Yunmeng as a friend?"

No one paid attention to him, only the continuous sound of gunfire.

"Please be a friend!" In desperation, he could only use the words that fans often shouted at him.

But the opponent remained unmoved, and only wanted to rush into point E for a big fight.

Turner had no choice but to fight.

Fortunately, the main battlefield is still in a stalemate on the two bridges at point D and point C. The main resurrection point for French players at this time is still point E. In addition, point E and point D are very close, so it is very convenient to return reinforcements. This makes

The battle finally came to a temporary stalemate.

But precisely because of this, Turner finally had time to think, temporarily put aside the interference of "swords" and "bullets", and observed the battle situation.

As a result, this observation immediately frightened him——

The Daxia players on the opposite side are so strong!

He is obviously a player with a good winning rate, and he has played for a long time. If not all the players in the team are experts, at least they are all skilled players.

But such a team, which can often go sideways in the T2 war zone, faced Daxia's team and collapsed twice in a row!

There are obviously more than twice the number of people on the opposite side, but every time they can't wait for him to resurrect and run over, the whole army will be annihilated!

“Is this what it means to be the strongest in the world?”

Turner said with sincere emotion.

“German players and Russian players are fighting opponents like this every day??”

"If this is really the case, then this T1 war zone has a false name..."

He didn't say the next words in the live broadcast room, but what he was thinking in his heart was indeed——

‘It’s okay not to!’

The gaming experience is too bad!

As more and more players gathered in this direction, Turner soon had a bad feeling.

It has to be said that his sense of smell on the battlefield is still good, and soon his hunch came true again——

The bridge at point D is lost.

Then a large force of Daxia players arrived, and point E fell shortly after.

In the blink of an eye, the only stronghold they occupied was Point F, which had just been snatched back by the resurrected players from their hometown. However, facing the pressure of the Daxia player army, it was extremely difficult to resist.

We can only rely on the players from our hometown to constantly resurrect to make up for it, so as to not lose the last stronghold.

This also means -

They were oppressed!

At this time, less than 10 minutes had passed since Turner shouted, "Push the opponent back to his hometown"...

Now he is hiding in his hometown and doubting his life.

Not only is he doubting life, his team of fans are also doubting life.

It's not just his fan team that is doubting life, almost all the French players on the battlefield are doubting life.

Even the French viewers in the live broadcast room were shaken:

"Are all monsters in the T1 war zone at this level?"

"Otherwise, forget it, T2 is pretty good too."

"Is it possible that this was accidental?"

…

The only good news is that when Turner was suppressed, it seemed that the mentality of the opponent was finally no longer so tense, and Turner's call was finally answered——

The other party approved his friend application!

"You are so strong!!!" Turner's first private message was a heartfelt compliment.

"Um...thank you?" replied the Daxia player nicknamed [Hot].

"Brother, can you ask me a question?"

"Just ask." The other person replied cheerfully.

"Why are your swords and bullets different from ours? Can you tell me where they come from?" Turner asked nervously.

There was no immediate reply from the other party.

This made Turner even more nervous.

Fortunately, the person on the other side didn't remain silent for too long. He quickly replied to the message again and directly posted two achievements——

[Free Day·Choose one in a million]

[Free Day·Champion]

The first achievement rewards [Inscribed Bullet]; the second achievement rewards [Champion's Sword].

"Freedom Day?" Turner was familiar with the first two words, but the three words together seemed a bit unfamiliar.

But it doesn’t matter, there are convenient channels provided by Yunmeng, just search directly.

Soon, he found relevant information about the [League of Assassins·Freedom Day] event, and even watched a few videos with relish - anyway, there was no hope in this game, and he was already lying flat.

The good news is: after reading the relevant information about the [Freedom Day] event, his previous depression of being almost "lost everything" has been greatly relieved.

Because what they faced was not the average level of Daxia players, but a team led by the champion team.

That was a tournament with 13.8 million players participating!

How can he be an ordinary person who can win the championship in an event of this scale?

Losing to them is simply too reasonable.

Currently, there are not 10 million virtual reality game players in France combined...

What he clamored before the game to "feel the gold content of [the strongest player in the world]" really came true.
To be continued...