Chapter 313 I will get angry with anyone who steals monsters from me!
Judging from the time, it is already six o'clock in the morning, and the first ray of light should have appeared in the sky.
But the Great Celestial City was shrouded in endless darkness.
It was as if this city had been completely isolated from the laws of time. The sky above the ghostly area was still pitch black. If you didn't turn on the lights, you couldn't see anything.
Far away from the Great Sky City, daylight was slowly approaching.
But near the Great Sky City, or the closer you get to the inside of the Great Sky City, the darker it gets. This may be the best interpretation of the end of the world.
The endless darkness puts great psychological pressure on people.
Outside the city, more and more ghost monks gathered together.
Everyone followed Long Aotian's advice and began to enter the outer areas of Datian City and nearby towns and villages in an organized manner, constantly curbing the continued spread and diffusion of ghost energy.
All the ghost energy must be controlled near the Great Sky City! We must not allow the ghost energy to continue to spread without limit!
With more and more support from the ghost monks, the results of curbing the spread of ghost energy were very significant. At least within these few hours, the ghost energy did not continue to expand and was successfully controlled.
But similarly, the range of the ghost energy has not decreased.
Even if the monks of the ghost sect joined forces to kill all the ghosts in an entire village area, this village area was still shrouded in terrifying darkness.
The ghostly aura is raging and cannot be eliminated.
"We must find the sealed Ghost King and reseal it, or kill it!"
Elder Qian frowned and looked up at Datiancheng: "I don't know whether Ao'er is dead or alive now. I really can't rest in peace."
"From our situation, Lin Ao should not be dead yet, and the ghost energy in Datian City has been contained, so no more ghosts are rushing out of the city."
A monk suggested: "I think we should wait a little longer until the next batch of foreign monks arrive to support us, then we can start the final counterattack!"
"No, I can't wait!"
Elder Qian clenched his fists, his heart pounding, and he had a bad feeling.
"I always feel that Ao'er is fighting hard, and his teammates are dying one by one. No one can help him! He needs support!"
Elder Qian muttered to himself: "Perhaps, Ao'er... Ao'er has died in the battle! There are too many ghosts in the ghost town. He is just a young cultivator. No matter how powerful he is, how can he resist millions of ghosts!"
Elder Qian's voice gradually became choked up, tears rolled down his face, and the atmosphere of sadness infected the people around him.
The middle-aged director of the special department lowered his head and sighed: "Lin Ao is a hero!"
"A hero of mankind!"
"Even if Lin Ao dies, he will always live in our hearts."
People outside the city are not optimistic about Long Aotian and his friends. It has been so long, if the situation is really optimistic, they should have sent someone out to inform them of the news.
But it is obvious that one can enter this great city but cannot leave.
The NPCs all thought that Long Aotian might have been trapped in the ghost town, surrounded by dangers, or had died at the hands of the ghosts.
However, at this moment.
The ghosts on the central street of Datian City were panicking.
Because Long Aotian finally redeemed the [Remote Trading] function of the Points Mall, directly connected to the NPC of the Kingdom of Death, and started large-scale purchases.
"Brothers, I don't have enough money!"
Long Aotian yelled in the team battle: "We are in a team battle now, and we don't have time to log off and mobilize new funds. Anyone who has life energy can transfer it to me directly, and I will reimburse you according to the market price later!"
"Reimbursement is bullshit!"
Ma Kesi yelled, "Brother Long, I'll transfer the 1,200 days of life energy I've been saving to you. You don't have to pay it back. We just need to get rid of these ghosts!"
"Brothers fight together, loyalty comes first! These three hundred days are not many, give them to Brother Long for nothing!"
"Brother Long, I'm not that rich, and I'm counting on this little bit of life energy to supplement my family, but I can sell it to you at a 50% discount!"
"Brother Long, count me in as one. I'll give you a 40% discount, a total of 600 days of life energy!"
Players began to trade life energy with Long Aotian, and left messages with their own preferential prices to facilitate Long Aotian's settlement after the battle.
[Dear player Long Aotian, you have obtained 1005 days of life energy through trading. The transaction message is: 70% off. Come on, Brother Long! ]
[Dear player Long Aotian, you have obtained 856 days of life energy through trading. The transaction message is: 30% off. I am poor and have little money. Don’t blame me, Brother Long.]
[Dear player Long Aotian, you have obtained 300 days of life energy through trading. The message for the transaction is: Free! Brother Long loves you! ]
In the heated atmosphere of a team battle, many players will do things they wouldn't normally do.
Fighting games themselves will amplify people's emotions, including negative, violent and bellicosity, as well as brotherly loyalty and heroic spirit of men who are fearless.
Many players may regret it later, but now they are excited and throw away their life energy just for the pleasure of this moment!
Brothers, let’s work together and take this city first!
No matter what happens tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, we must be part of the team battle tonight!
"Okay, I, Long, thank you all!"
Without any false politeness or emotion, Long Aotian simply purchased a large number of undead servants.
"First, bring 10,000 Undead Knights!"
"Another 20,000 Skeleton Mages to damage the group! We also need Skeleton Archers, let's have 15,000!"
"Abominations are good things. The front row is strong enough to greatly limit the attacks of evil spirits. Let's start with 5,000."
With Long Aotian's purchase and summoning, new air ripples appeared, and countless undead servants appeared on the battlefield again, making up for the previous losses of undead servants.
In addition, Long Aotian used part of his life energy and, through the authority of the Undead Lord, resurrected the previously killed undead servants at half price.
More undead appeared on Central Street!
The evil spirits were in a panic. This group of newly appeared ghosts could not be killed no matter how hard they tried!
The players laughed happily. Who is the real scourge is not determined solely by numbers.
A natural disaster that cannot kill anyone, a natural disaster that cannot kill everyone, is a good natural disaster!
… …
Outside the city.
The NPCs were unaware of the heated fighting atmosphere among the players in the Great Sky City, and most of them maintained a pessimistic mood.
"Now that we have a lot of manpower, why don't we send some people into Datian City to support our eldest brother!"
An inner disciple of the Qinghun Sect made a proposal, which was agreed upon by most of the NPCs.
"We should indeed send a second team into the city. We can't put all our hopes on Lin Ao."
"Lin Ao is a hero, but he is still a human being with limited power. The disaster in Ghost Town concerns the entire world and cannot be treated lightly."
"But who will go?"
This question stumped many people, and most people remained silent.
Going to Datiancheng means certain death.
It’s not easy to be a hero.
Carrying the suffering and sorrow alone, I block all the storms from my sight.
We only have one life, and those who have the courage to go against the tide are always worthy of respect and remembrance.
The silence did not last long. Human beings always burst out with the most united strength at the most difficult moments, and more and more ghost monks stood up.
Without any big words, he proved his determination with simple actions.
Among them, the Qinghun Sect has the largest number of disciples, and Elder Qian is among them.
"If someone has to die, I don't want to be the first, but it will come to me."
A disciple from the Qinghun Sect said with a smile: "We are all afraid of death, but there are many things that cannot be solved by fear. I don't want to embarrass Senior Brother Lin Ao. For the second team, we Qinghuns will still be the main force!"
"The Qinghun Sect is so righteous!"
"This is the demeanor of the leader of the sect for eight hundred years, the hero of the Ghost Path!"
Many ghost monks were moved. Many people remained silent, but more monks stood up.
In the face of life and death, the contrast between the baseness and brilliance of human nature is so obvious.
"Count me in as one of the Sword Ghost Sect. None of my disciples are afraid of death!"
"Does the Qinghun Sect want to sever its inheritance? That's ridiculous! Come back, everyone. Leave this second team to our other sects!"
"I have lived for more than sixty years. It doesn't matter if I die early or late. The ghost town is like a furnace. It is better to treat it as my fiery graveyard. It will be a wonderful thing."
The NPCs were still fighting for the power of the second team, but at this moment.
"boom!"
Dazzling white lights appeared from the highway outside the city, piercing the darkness like a new dawn.
The NPCs were stunned and speechless, and turned around.
"We're late for Akina Villa!"
Xu Ercong held up a loudspeaker and stood in front of the SUV, shouting, "You haven't killed all the ghosts in Datian City yet? I've got them all in Akina Villa!"
"Don't fight for it! Don't fight for it! Anyone who dares to snatch the ghost from me is an enemy of Akina Villa!"
Stealing monsters?
impossible!
I will get angry with anyone who tries to steal monsters from me!
Behind Xu Ercong, at a glance, there were densely packed large transport vehicles.
There were passenger planes and transport planes overhead, with hundreds of thousands of players from the Ghost-killing Squad and newly organized team battle players rushing to the Great Sky City.
