Chapter 44 We Want to Win Without Anything
"Let the lucky eagle fly away and notify the main city!"
Just as Eric finished his words, a tragic eagle cry sounded in the sky: "Cry!"
Eric looked up and saw a hawk falling from the sky, its feathers stained with blood.
"Fuck, I get points for shooting birds!"
A Skeleton Shooter player shouted excitedly: "My brother really didn't lie to me, I can get points for shooting birds!"
Because the Knights Templar are still here, the Falcon has not left and is hovering over the battlefield.
Eric's order came too late.
Before the whistle to order the eagle to retreat was sounded, a large number of skeleton archer players began to draw their bows and shoot at the eagle.
I am the Broken-Arm Hero: "Look at my name, I own all these birds!"
Hero Guo: "Excuse me, is it Guoer?"
Eat, sleep, and shoot birds: "Shoot, shoot, shoot! Shoot, shoot, shoot!"
…
Thousands of arrows flew everywhere, and several eagles soon fell down.
“Ahhhh!”
Eric was so angry that he was about to go crazy. Long Aotian sneered: "Impotent and furious, Stupid Knight, let me meet you!"
After saying that, Long Aotian, wearing a set of blue-grade equipment and protected by the club's masters, rushed directly to Eric to challenge him in a duel.
The strength of the Temple Knights is indeed very strong. If the enemies before them were thousands of undead, the Temple Knights might be able to break through even if they could not defeat them.
But now, surrounded by tens of thousands of Undead players, and subject to premeditated plots and ambushes, this group of Temple Knights has gradually become desperate.
"No, we must break out!"
Eric roared, "For the glory of the God of Light!"
"Your enemy is me!"
Long Aotian, this local boss, is very immature, perhaps because he is deeply influenced by martial arts. He picked up a big blue bone knife and started slashing at Eric.
The gaps between normal attacks are also filled with the Skeleton Berserker's skills.
Normal damage -1!
Normal damage -1!
Critical damage -2!
…
After a series of operations by Long Aotian, although he hit Eric in the chaos, the damage was not enough.
The blood bar above Eric's head didn't react at all.
"Undead bugs!"
Eric noticed Long Aotian, let out a long roar, and swung his sword angrily.
"Gah!"
Long Aotian was unable to block the sword at all. He didn't even have time to dodge or react. Long Aotian's bony body was shattered into pieces, leaving only a head that fell to the ground.
“Boss!”
The members of the Aotian Club shouted one after another, and the gaming masters surrounding Long Aotian were both embarrassed and angry.
What is this NPC doing!
The boss died, so they were going to deduct his salary.
"For the glory of God, kill all these undead souls!"
Eric became more and more courageous as the battle went on. His fighting spirit gradually increased. He led the charge, angrily hacking at the undead in front of him.
A knight's greatsword was swung with such force that the sound of it breaking through the air continued to be heard. The undead were chopped down and flew away like rice.
"Fuck! Who is this guy? Why is he so fierce?!"
"I'm afraid this NPC is already level 30."
"I can't win. The front row is not strong enough for him to cut with one sword. How can we fight?"
The players were a little scared. Although there was no penalty loss after death, it was an unwise decision to die for no reason.
After all, there is an hour of resurrection cooldown after death.
Now we are in a team battle and have to wait for an hour for the resurrection cooldown to end. Even if the team battle is not completed, it is probably almost over. How can we get the points reward?
The wisest approach is to sneak around this crazy Temple Knight NPC and go find other knights to fight with.
Everyone picks on the weak and takes advantage of the weak. Everyone has a scale in their heart and wants to maximize their own interests.
The shortcoming of human nature is selfishness.
This is an unavoidable situation.
As more and more players avoided Eric, Eric also noticed this and shouted, "Everyone, take the [Strength Potion]! Fight with me!"
With so many undead, they are no longer able to eliminate a large number. They must notify the bishop in the main city.
"Someone must get out alive!"
Eric was very decisive , and his bravery boosted the morale of the Knights Templar.
After taking the [Strength Potion], the knights' combat power increased significantly. Following Eric, they actually fought their way out of the encirclement, getting closer and closer.
"What are you doing!?"
Xu Ercong was controlling the battlefield from a distance. Seeing this, he couldn't help but get furious and cursed on the alliance public screen: "A bunch of rubbish, they have already run to the edge of the encirclement!"
"If these NPCs run away, what's the point of fighting a group?"
"The first group battle of 10,000 people was messed up by you bunch of cowardly losers!"
"You're so scared of dying just playing a game, why don't you go home and feed your baby!"
Xu Ercong's angry curse made the players who were avoiding Eric blush.
Indeed, being afraid of death while playing a game is so inhumane.
Bai Xiaosheng took the opportunity to fan the flames and shouted, "Quick! People from the 777 Club, charge! That big glowing guy must be the boss. Kill him and you'll get the purple equipment!"
Under Bai Xiaosheng's order, all members of the 777 Club rushed forward.
Club members are much more orderly and efficient than individual players. Whatever the boss says is the truth. It doesn't matter whether they die or not. They can still get wages and bonuses even if they don't get points.
With the 777 Club's Operations Department taking the lead, they finally stopped Eric's charge.
Wang Dali and the Philosopher from the Paradise of the Dead Club also quickly led their men to join the battlefield, cooperating with their allies to stop the Temple Knights from breaking out.
"Avenge me! Aotian Club, kill that big guy for me!"
The already dead Long Aotian was dialing, and the main combat members of the Aotian Club also rushed forward.
The mad Knights Temple were too powerful. Even if the two major clubs joined forces, they were helpless and could only resist with difficulty.
Fortunately, Bai Xiaosheng's words made some individual players excited, and they took the opportunity to join the front-line resistance, but there were still more players who were waiting and watching.
"Does Bai Xiaosheng really think I'm stupid? Is it so easy to get the head of the final boss? I should take this opportunity to attack from behind and get the points."
"Yeah, this NPC is too strong. If I go over there, I'll definitely die, and if I die, I won't be able to get any points."
"Killing the big boss is the job of the three gangsters. We individual players just need to eat the soup."
Many players in small teams still stubbornly stick to their own ideas and are unwilling to be cannon fodder.
Xu Ercong saw it and was worried.
This was the first time he realized that individual players were difficult to control. Although there were many individual players, they did not have to obey the club's orders unconditionally.
After all, they don't get paid, so success or failure in a team fight has no impact on them. All they need to do is get the guaranteed points.
"You bunch of losers, do you really like to win without doing anything?"
The already dead Long Aotian stood up and typed on the public screen, angrily scolding the individual players: "Don't you want to carry? Do you want to be a salted fish for the rest of your life! Stand up! Prove yourself! Grab the BOSS! Be a man with backbone!"
"Brother Long is right. I really like winning without doing anything."
"Ah, Brother Long, how do you know what I'm thinking?"
"I'm used to being salty. There's nothing I can do about it."
"Why carry when you can win without doing anything?"
The individual players were typing on the public screen with laughter. Long Aotian had no deterrent power at all.
Xu Ercong was so angry that he felt dizzy. He had calculated everything but had miscalculated the individual players. The individual players who could not be controlled were a variable factor that could affect the battlefield.
Eric watched as most of the undead were standing in the distance, with only the archer undead and the mage undead harassing with their undead spells.
More melee undead were unwilling to move forward, and only one or two thousand undead were struggling to stop the charge of the Temple Knights.
“This is our chance!”
Eric didn't know what happened among the undead, but he wouldn't miss this opportunity.
"kill!"
Eric rushed forward bravely. He knew that as long as he held on a little longer, once most of the undead in front of him were dead, no one would be able to stop him from breaking through.
"It's over. This team fight might fail."
Xu Ercong covered his forehead and sighed deeply.
Bai Mengmeng stood beside him and comforted him: "Brother Cong, this is not your fault. We didn't know that casual players would do this."
"I overestimated them."
Xu Ercong shook his head: "They are not afraid of death, they are afraid that they will not get more points after death, so they choose to avoid the most powerful knight."
"But relying on the power of the three major clubs, it is impossible to kill this knight NPC. This is already a dead end."
Xu Ercong sighed helplessly. He was ready to ask the marketing department to calculate the cost and overall benefits of this group fight to see if they had lost money.
That's right.
Xu Ercong has given up.
Although the battle has not ended yet, he already knows the final result: this group of Temple Knights will definitely succeed in breaking through.
"well."
Bai Xiaosheng also sighed helplessly.
However, at this moment.
The reminder sound of the Godhead system sounded, and a new notification message was conveyed to every player on the battlefield.
Xu Xiaofan took action.
