Chapter 105: Destruction Warlock?
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[Ding, your friend...]
"What happened?! Aliens are going to attack Glory so are the gods coming out to save the world?"
All current game players were stunned at the same time. This moment caused countless tragedies. The entire group was wiped out instantly, and high-level accounts were killed by opponents while standing there in a daze...
But no one complained. They all stopped what they were doing and began to search frantically in the realm of God.
"Soksal was found in Sunset Forest!"
"A shot through the clouds was found on Stormrage Beach!"
"Vaccinium selengensis was discovered in the town of Cristobalo!"
"Sweep the floor and burn incense! It's sweep the floor and burn incense!"
The realm of God was boiling. Almost everyone put down whatever work they were doing and spontaneously participated in a super large five-star difficulty event called "Where Are the Great Gods Going?"
“Damn it, I’m going to get scolded tomorrow!” Huang Shaotian was also stunned. He hadn’t played Glory for such a long time and yet he came back like this.
The other professional players obviously didn’t expect this either. They quickly changed their online status to invisible and then quickly teleported into the arena.
Zhan Loulan was chatting with Bai Mo, and after a while he saw a figure coming in.
“Who is it?” Zhan Loulan frowned and was about to kick the man out, but when he saw the name, he was stunned and even stuttered: “I, damn, Yi Ye Zhi Qiu?”
"Fuck, all living things are destroyed?"
"…The sound of rain at night is annoying!"
"besides……"
"etc……"
Zhan Loulan was so surprised that he couldn't speak. His four friends came over nervously and asked, "We are being boycotted for building a club? Are the major clubs sending people to kill us?"
"I don't think we have such a big presence..." Zhan Loulan said speechlessly. How come he didn't know when his friend developed this kind of persecution delusion?
"Don't worry, everyone is just here to watch you. Maybe we'll even have a chance to learn from them." Bai Mo said with a smile, "This is a value-added service and costs extra money. Do you think it's worth it?"
"Worth it!" Zhan Loulan nodded decisively: "It's worth it, let's pay the price!"
"So straightforward! You are indeed the wronged one... ahem, the president of Yizhan Tianxia! So generous!" Bai Mo said in admiration: "I will send you some materials later. See how much there is?"
"...Okay." Why did it feel like Moriarty was trying to say that he was being taken advantage of? But he didn't suffer any setbacks.
"Brother Zhang, you are here too?" Bai Mo saw a guy hesitating at the edge and ran over.
"Is our team building such a big deal?" Zhang Jiale asked with a smile.
"Not bad, right?" Bai Mo said with a smile, "You should maintain your best competitive state, Brother Zhang."
"Okay..." Zhang Jiale saw a figure that he was very familiar with, his eyes full of nostalgia. Although he didn't smoke, he suddenly wanted to light up a cigarette.
"Ye Qiu! Is Moriarty here? Ask him to come out and fight me!" Bai Mo looked at the source of the voice in surprise. Why is someone looking for him? It seems that he is just an atmosphere group?
"Oh, Du Ming, he's here. Do you want revenge? Then the first match can indeed be given to you." Jun Mo, who was standing in the middle of the field, smiled and said, "Is it okay, Xiaobai?"
"It's indeed no problem..." Bai Mo said, and the other professional players immediately turned their attention to this inconspicuous warlock.
"Good! You are a man. You don't fight in a despicable way like you do, hiding and evading !" Du Ming was delighted.
"Fuck, Du Ming, what the hell do you mean? Do you look down on the dirty style of play? I'll practice with you!"
"That's right! You were clearly not as strong as Mr. Moriarty last time."
"Come on, come on, let's have a fight first!"
The grand masters of the dirty style were obviously unhappy. They gathered in groups of three or five, thinking about how to knock Du Ming out when they went out.
Players like the dirty style and the violent style like Du Ming have never gotten along well. They look down on each other and their private relationship is not that good either.
The dark figure and Wu Shuang Gou Yue's figure appeared in the center of the arena.
"Is this all you're wearing?" Du Ming frowned, looking at Bai Mo's outfit which was even more exquisite than Jun Moxiao's, and the staff that had fallen on the ground and he wouldn't even look at it.
I understand, Moriarty's tactics have begun! This is irritating me, huh, stupid Moriarty, since the last time, I am no longer the same Du Ming, I have already...
"Nonsense, of course we're going to start a correction!" Bai Mo's voice was full of confusion: "Or do you just want to take revenge for last time and vent your anger?"
"Shit, of course not..."
"It's not impossible, but you have to pay for it... I'm quite interested in the ice chips in your hand, why don't you lend it to me to study for two days?" Bai Mo touched his chin.
"Of course not!"
"Don't be like this. I'll exchange this noble purple staff in my hand with you! It will be good for you to know more about the weapons of other professions." Bai Mo persuaded.
"That's obviously a blue staff!"
"Hey! Good eyesight, did you just check it?"
The professional players in the audience were speechless. A professional player who was familiar with Huang Shaotian approached him and asked, "Huang Shao, are you talking trash?"
“This… is so clever. He has been disrupting other people’s minds since the beginning. When it comes to trash talk, I would say Moriarty is the best…” Huang Shaotian nodded in agreement.
Seeing that he couldn't persuade the other party, Bai Mo could only sigh helplessly. It seemed that he could only collect data. He said hello to Ye Xiu and changed to the correction field. The random map became the dark forest.
It is much better than the arena, and Bai Mo is quite satisfied with it. However, Du Ming is not so happy about it. What he wants most is an open battlefield with an unobstructed view.
Although it is not fair to the warlock, this kind of complex terrain has always been what he hates the most... a quick attack?
Du Ming was stunned. Three cursed arrows quickly emerged from the bushes. Wu Shuang Gou Yue rolled over to avoid the cursed arrows, but she had not yet recovered from the confusion of Moriarty's attack.
"But that's exactly what I want!" Du Ming smiled and rushed directly into the forest.
"Moriarty changed his play style? Isn't he a dirty and trash-talking type? Why does this look so much like a destructive type?"
"I'm not sure... maybe Du Ming turned off the voice communication and blocked the other party from speaking?"
"What does Moriarty want?"
The professional players on the field were talking about it, none of them were quite sure about Moriarty's approach.
Got you! There was a commotion in the bushes ahead, and Du Ming's eyes lit up. Without thinking, he drew his sword and slashed at it.
Shit, no? Hmm, that's weird, why is this place...
Before he could think too much, two burning arrows passed by Du Ming's body.
Missed the target?
Du Ming was stunned, and then he made three cuts to clear the way and chased in the direction where the burning arrow came from.
Phantom and invisible...
【Soul-beating Technique】!
The Phantom Invisible Sword was instantly interrupted and forced into a cooling phase. It was a bad feeling as if every step was being calculated by others!
Du Ming started to have his old problem again. The repeated attacks had no effect at all, making him impatient again.
【Shadow Flame】!
Roll! Slide! Charge forward!
The flaming arrows once again blocked Du Ming's progress.
"Du Ming fell into the trap." Yu Wenzhou pushed his glasses.
"Well... he was too impatient and didn't pay any attention to his surroundings. If he can overcome this, he might be able to truly become one of the top players." Wang Jiexi said in agreement.
"Not necessarily. How many people present here can see through Xiaobai's guidance?" Ye Xiu lit a cigarette and said with a smile.
Relying on the God's perspective, the professional players in the spectator seats can clearly see Wu Shuang Gou Yue's current condition.
The surroundings were all surrounded by a sea of fire! The burning arrows and shadow flames were not released to hit Wu Shuang Gou Yue at all. Moriarty's step-by-step guidance was to maximize the possibility of Wu Shuang Gou Yue approaching the center of the fire scene step by step.
The flames spread! By the time Wu Shuang Gou Yue realized what was happening, it was too late.
"Damn it!" Wu Shuang Gou Yue angrily used his skills to try to open up a route in front of him to break through, but it was too late. On the other hand, Yin Yun Mi Bu had already used the cutting technique to open up a safe enough place around him.
"The outcome has been decided." This thought occurred to the professional players at the same time.
[Glory]! A pattern of intersecting knives appeared on Bai Mo's computer screen.
"It's so difficult..." Bai Mo sighed.
“Really? But I saw that you just randomly selected a few skills.” Ye Xiu said with a smile.
Bai Mo said unhappily, "It's somewhat useful against violent players, but for calmer players, it will have little effect, and it's still very tiring to constantly guide them."
“Then you can take a break.” Ye Xiu nodded: “Leave the rest to me!”
So, is this considered a Destruction Flow or a Dirty Flow? The Destruction Flow's point allocation method and the Dirty Flow's play style made everyone silent.
Many people have begun to hint at Bai Mo's intentions. Originally, they were not very interested in Bai Mo since he was just a designer in an online game. However, defeating Du Ming twice in a row undoubtedly proved his strength and made Bai Mo truly enter the vision of the professional players present.
"Luck, it's all luck. After watching the main show, anyone who wants to come and compete with us is welcome. Welcome." Bai Mo said with a smile.
You want to know how I play? Sure, I'll show you all my old tricks.
Zhang Jiale silently watched Bai Mo's conversation with the professional players and nodded.
If my future teammates are of this level, perhaps wasting another year wouldn't be a problem, but before that, there are still some things to do.
Zhang Jiale controlled Qianhua Mimi and walked to the account that had accompanied him for seven years: "Zou Yuan? Come here..."
"You are...Captain Zhang?!"
