Chapter 528: Dawn emerges (Part 1)

"Reputation... reaches... legend?" Everyone in the channel opened their mouths at the same time. Zhang Mu's reputation speed was too incredible. Most of them had just reached the "worship".

"So fast?" I was slightly stunned.

Zhang Mu nodded with a gloomy face and changed the subject: "You should continue to stay on the 5th floor to win reputation. It is enough for me to deal with them alone. Since you want to play, let me play with them to the end."

As the saying goes, rabbits bite people even if they are anxious, not to mention that Zhang Mu is not a rabbit.

Mythshu shook his head hard and said, "You will definitely not be able to go alone. The Nine Clan War Zone is different from the previous strategic map. Here, hundreds of people will be besieged by one person. If you meet the other party's large army, then the reputation you worked hard to fight will be in vain."

Every time the troops are resurrected, the boss will consume a lot of reputation, and excessive reputation consumption will lead to a decline in reputation.

"Don't worry about this, I have my own way. Ahshang, Daben, Emperor, you are responsible for appeaseing the emotions of the members, so that they can rest assured and continue to gain reputation." After saying that, Zhang Mu's cheeks shook violently, and he said viciously: "If you don't give them some colors, they really think that there is no one in our Chinatown."

"If you want to fight guerrilla warfare, I have a prop for you." The emperor suddenly left the team, trotted over, and traded Zhang Mu hundreds of black chimneys the size of firecrackers.

"This is..." Zhang Mu was stunned.

"This is the 'mini war fog'. After use, you can create a war fog that lasts for 1 minute. Haha, my deputy profession is the 'props'. I did hundreds of them a few days ago. I didn't expect it to be useful today. Take them all." The emperor smiled and said, "Give these little *** colors!"

Zhang Mu's expression looked a little better and said with a hunch: "Don't worry, when will I let you down?"

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Nine Clan War Zone, 4-story forest.

A team of more than 20 people clearing teams traveled through the dense woods. The players were headed by the title of the "Emperor" guild. There were nearly a hundred members of Chinatown who died in their hands. Their purpose of entering the Nine Clan War Zone was not to build a barracks to win reputation, but to kill people! Kill Chinatown's singles, or to form a small group of players.

"This area seems to be clean, there should be no 'little prey' that escaped the net, right?" The captain of the *** clearing force looked around carefully.

Another team member unscrupulously wrote white words in the chat channel and laughed: "These Chinese are really useless. They have been in more than 10 hours, and they haven't even had a serious counterattack. I think they are afraid of us."

"Idiot, don't type on the screen, as it will expose our coordinates. We do have the ability to kill the 'little prey' below 15 people, but if we encounter the 'medium prey' of more than 40 people just walked over..." The captain of the clearing force cursed angrily.

The member laughed and said, "What's there to be afraid of? Didn't the more than 40 Chinese City troops be destroyed by our squadron later? The president is so smart that he came up with such a good solution..."

While chatting, they did not notice that there were several heroes riding on the bone mammoths in the depths of the woods, and the heroes' controllers kept their chat information in their hearts.

"So that's the case. This is a premeditated clearance. Teams with less than 20 people are called small prey by them. Teams with more than 20 people and less than 50 people are called medium prey... Facing different combinations of people, use different teams to wipe out... Relying on the tactics of the sea of ​​people... Hum!" Zhang Mu groaned and suddenly came out of the woods.

The captain of the clearing force was stunned when he saw Zhang Mu. When he saw that Zhang Mu was alone, he immediately laughed wildly, "Haha! Twelve-winged Angels! The President of Chinatown! Brothers, we are rich!"

"Wow! Come on!" The team members shouted.

It turns out that it is not just Zhang Mu, but also the backbone of Chinatown, including the original, mythical wound, emperor, silkworm and other numbers, are marked at the price. A president of Zhang Mu's level can get a reward of 5 million yen as long as he kills him once, which is about 350,000 to 400,000 yuan. This is a considerable amount for those not very wealthy players, and it is no wonder they are so excited.

Zhang Mu looked at the 20 players in the team running towards him motionlessly, and said coldly: "Get rich? I think you are almost the same in your dreams!"

"Hahahaha! He was so scared that he couldn't walk!"

"Don't be careless after the war begins later! He is the president of Chinatown and is very strong! Be careful!" The captain of the clearing force was very cautious. It is not for him to blame. He was once a small leader of the Ko Guild. He had fought with Zhang Mu and knew that Zhang Mu was very powerful in fighting alone.

"Captain, if you worry too much, no matter how cruel he is, he will only be one person. No matter how many troops a person has, how much more can he go? We have 20 people! Hahaha!"

The captain of the clearing team nodded, "This is... I will destroy him with the military sea tactics! Then we all share the money!"

"Wow!"

"Idiot! Looking for death!" Zhang Mu smiled and got involved in the battle space.

A few minutes later—The Emperor Guild Audio Channel.

"What? What are you saying?" Emperor Sakura said with a frown locked, "There is a limit for nonsense. The fallen angel of 1300 units? If he really has so many 10-level soldiers, why bother to come in to gain reputation? Are you destroyed by other teams in Chinatown? You are afraid that you can't bear to worry about your face, so you lied?"

The captain of the clearing team cried and said, "President, we really didn't lie to you... The strength of the twelve-winged angels is really perverted... He not only has a team of 1,300 units of Fallen Angels, but also releases a large-scale magic skill. The 20 people's troops were killed by this magic at once... The remaining troops could not defeat the Fallen Angels at all!"

The battle a few minutes ago made the clearing team members feel lingeringly scared. The strength of the fallen angel was completely beyond their imagination and lingered in their hearts like a nightmare.

"Fuck! You think I will believe it!" Emperor Sakura said angrily: "Are you fooling me?"

"What we said is true, I still have videos..."

At this moment, another team of players cleared into the channel and hurriedly said: "President, our squadron... was wiped out by the twelve-winged angels..."

"What! Squadron?" Emperor Sakura took a deep breath and said, "The squadron has a size of 50 people. How can it be destroyed just by saying it? How many people are there in the twelve-winged angel?"

“1…1 person.”

"Fuck! What about the video!" Emperor Sakura suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable fear in her heart. No matter how strong a person's military strength is, it is impossible to destroy 50 people, right? What exactly did this twelve-winged angel do?

A few minutes later, Zhang Mu appeared on the screen of Emperor Sakura. The 1,300 units of Fallen Angel wearing strange armor came and went freely in the crowd, and no army could withstand his attack. The worst thing is that Fallen Angel would also use a range group attack skill, which could destroy 16 teams of troops at the most.

"This...what is going on..." Just as Emperor Sakura was dazed, a member said: "President, I found the Twelve-winged Angel. He collided with our brigade at the coordinates of '17x790x.34xx01'!"

"Big Team!!" Emperor Sakura was shocked again. The brigade had a size of more than 120 people. Is this twelve-winged angel really a fucking madman?

On the battlefield, Zhang Mu looked at the thousands of neatly arranged troops and hundreds of thousands of troops on the battlefield opposite.

The fallen angel showed off the Dark Judgment Cross Sword in his hand, and the pseudo-skeleton demon armor was steadily worn on him. The strange "Fantas Sword" pattern on his chest looked particularly weird in the sun.

"Fuck! Twelve-winged Angels! Don't be arrogant! Do you think you can deal with us alone? We may not be your opponent in fighting alone, but now, our number is 120 times that of yours!" The captain of the team shouted loudly.

Zhang Mu sneered and waved his hand, "Don't you always like to bully the less? Come on, I'll give you this opportunity now! If you don't dare to do it, don't blame me for being rude."

"Fuck, so arrogant! Go, go, go! Fuck him for me!" The captain of the brigade was so angry that he was so embarrassed that the black soldiers rushed towards Zhang Mu.

Poof ~

The Fallen Angel flapped his black wings a few times and met the enemy who was thousands of times more fearlessly. While the two sides were about to fight, the Earth-center magic, bloodthirsty, stone skin, metallization and other gain magic blessings were all added to the Fallen Angel.

"What kind of angel is that? Why is magical immunity..." A team member was stunned.

"Damn, you're an idiot! We have so many people, do we still need magic control? Adding a boost to our troops will make him die!" The captain of the brigade roared angrily.

"Fortunately, there is a magical magic, and magic is immune to 10 rounds... However, it seems very difficult to destroy these guys within 10 rounds." Zhang Mu murmured in a low voice, and the 1,300-unit fallen angel rushed into the dense crowd with the might of dominating the world.

Thunder is coming from all directions!

The Fallen Angel immediately released the skills on the skeleton demon armor, and saw a large string of blue light flashing, and a large number of troops surrounding the Fallen Angel were immediately turned into coke.

Whether it was the players watching this battle or the players participating in the battle, they all took a deep breath. What skill did the Fallen Angel use just now? It was so terrible!

"Don't be afraid! All the long-range soldiers are aiming at the fallen angel!"

"No, the front line is too long, and the long-range troops have not been followed!"

"What a waste! In melee battle! Surround this fallen angel!"

Zhang Mu sneered coldly: "Siege and kill..., hey, the idea is beautiful, but have you forgotten my Ice Age..."

When countless melee troops surrounded the fallen angels and launched a crazy attack, the color of the sky suddenly dimmed, and the ground centered on the fallen angels suddenly began to freeze.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

All the soldiers standing beside the fallen angels were surrounded by a ball of ice and snow, and they were frozen to pieces...

The north wind was bitter, and in the howling snow, the fallen angel gently raised the dark judgment cross sword in his hand, looking at the frozen corpses beside him expressionlessly.
Chapter completed!