Just as Xu Yichen began counting money and had already started to formulate a complete collection plan, his old friend Lieutenant Conrad Vasilevsky was slapping his forehead hard because of his poverty.

As Lieutenant Conrad, who is a bloodline in the abyss, strangely possesses a unique contribution point system. This is a system that comes with the abyss bloodline. It seems that it was specially developed by the lords of the abyss to facilitate the development of the main material world.

But this is not the weirdest thing. The weirdest thing is that the points of this contribution point system must be obtained through killing chaos. It looks neither abyss nor demons, nor evil.

During the Wangxiangcheng War, Conrad and his men took advantage of the war of New China to kill many chaotic demons and obtained a large amount of abyss contribution points, allowing all of them to be replaced with the bloodline of the abyss.

Although the level is not as high as Conrad, this still greatly increases the strength of these Eastern Front veterans, and more importantly, it makes them more adaptable to the current environment.

Conrad exchanged all his remaining contribution points for a one-way portal from the main material plane to the abyss plane. Although this made the demon who signed a contract with him very unhappy, Conrad said he didn't care about it, so he would bite me if he didn't feel good.

That's right, Conrad felt that Far South would not take long to be ruled by the continuous Cialis, Song people or New China people, and it would be fine to call anything. Anyway, they were all Oriental people, so he planned to take his subordinates to another place to develop as soon as possible.

Thankfully, there is magic in this world that allows them to cross the world in one second. This was Conrad's first thought after coming to the abyss, and then he was attracted by the strong smell of sulfur and blood.

It was the smell of war. The land under my feet seemed to be made up of flesh and blood of some living creature, and no grass grew.

Not far away, several active volcanoes were spraying smoke and lava outwards. Various strange monsters in the sky were entangled and fought each other. The battle on the ground became more intense. Looking around, thousands of inhuman creatures collided with each other like waves.

This is like this! Conrad couldn't help but open his arms to embrace the world.

But the next second he was called back to reality by a nightmare cry of killing: "Ula! Crush those smashes!"

Conrad and his men's first reaction were to lie down and then go to find the rifle that did not exist.

The extremely familiar battle cry and the strong smell of alcohol whistling by him made Conrad never admit his mistake. It was the group of Russian drunkards with little heads!

Since Conrad entered the game, he has never seen a Mao Federation player, and Xu Yichen has never seen him either.

Even if even the people of the Ganges heard about the war propaganda in Wangxiangcheng, no Mao Federation player appeared, which is very abnormal.

Now Conrad understands where those mad men from the Mao Federation went. They entered the lower plane early in the morning at the beginning of the game!

The entire colonial fleet was infiltrated by the five major gangsters, and they each had their own tricks.

The New Chinese hid a special agent in the largest colonial spacecraft who could go offline and keep in touch with the earth, while the US sent the largest number of intelligence personnel to mingle among the players.

The EU left an additional system interface for several commanders who had booked the company to contact the outside world. The Africa Alliance has not shown any abnormality due to technical strength.

But it is certain that they are not as dirty as Mao Federation. These Russians directly replaced the survival pods of their players with characteristics. They are different from other players since the login interface.

When they initially build characters, they can choose a unique talent [Devil Allies] and directly descend to the lower plane.

That talent is the racial reward after Mao Federation players complete a super-large epic mission in the local area, making Mao Federation players and the devil camp strategic partners.

These days, no one has a good life, whether it is the Mao Federation of the main material world or the devil in the lower plane.

Mao Federation players had to cooperate with the Kingdom of Kisliff to fight an endless war with countless greens on the long and cold border, and the devils were forced by chaos to join forces with the Abyss Devils to ensure survival.

You should know that even they can’t figure out the grudges between the devil and the demons themselves. God knows how many years the war between them has fought. Before the emergence of Chaos, the bloodiest battlefield in the world was the bloody battle battlefield at the junction of hell and abyss. Sometimes even the gods would send a clone to play with excitement.

Now, the battlefield of bloody battles has become the front line of fighting against chaos.

"Ha! A few demonic boys!" A shirtless man with thick breasts and thick breasts was in front of Conrad, who was taller than Conrad.

These Mao Federation players had just cut down a lot of strange-shaped things in front of Conrad, and the blood on the weapon had not yet fallen.

"I also smelled a familiar smell from them." Another big man wearing black plate armor squeezed over with an exaggerated expression, as if he really smelled something: "Well, that's right, a familiar smell."

"Like a dead mouse?" I don't know who asked in the crowd, and a group of big men burst into laughter: "It's true, it's stinky!"

"Haha, that's right, it's the poor rats of the local army!" The big man in black plate armor stretched out one hand to grab Conrad's hand, and pulled the other party from the ground: "Welcome to the hell rats!"

Conrad looked around and pessimistically found that these Mao Federation bastards were not only numerous, but also well-equipped. The exquisite armor and magical weapons shining with magical glory, reflecting several EU local army players were like beggars.

What's even more excessive is that these people are obviously the commanders of a devil's army, and hundreds of devils wearing standard armor are watching the fun nearby.

Conrad felt that he might as well stay in the far south colony, waiting for the Seris to drive him out of the sea, at least it would be better in reputation.

"You bastards, do you want to have fun?" Conrad stubbornly, losing without losing: "I have dealt with the Stalin warriors, who would you want to die first?"

A group of Russian players immediately laughed again, and the red-skinned warrior wearing black plate armor couldn't breathe: "Come on, don't tease him, brothers, we still have work to finish."
Chapter completed!