Chapter 55
The holy weapon fell not far from the Beast God, just within the attack range of the scythe, so transmitting according to the coordinates announced by the system was almost like committing suicide. Before the vision could be restored after the transmission, the person had already been killed by the Beast God and its cattle. This was also the reason why the deceptive sword did not move in ten minutes. The Beast God also seemed very interested in this holy weapon that would constantly spawn players. It had been circling around the sword, and as soon as the transmission light appeared, it would slash it with two swords. So far, no one has been found who can withstand it.
Many people wisely teleported to the vicinity of the announced coordinates after dying once. Even if some of them didn't calculate the coordinates well and teleported to a point close to the Beast God, they still had time to use life-saving skills and lie down on the spot. As for players who could move as "correctly" as me, I can't say that they were the last of their kind, but they were definitely unprecedented.
In the program settings of "Magic Flag", two moving objects with the same coordinates will automatically stagger to prevent overlap, but this rule obviously does not seem to apply to the Beast God. Since the Beast God is always moving and its coordinates are almost always changing, the original designers may not have thought that someone would jump onto it so exactly. Also, the probability of being able to be teleported so "precisely" to a moving NPC is not much different from being killed by millions of banknotes while taking a walk.
So, the lucky assassin, who was originally singing his unlucky song and preparing to wait for death, discovered a serious problem at the same time as the cowherd a minute later - the "connection" between the two sides was too "close", and the people and monsters who were supposed to fight each other could only stare at each other...
There was an error in the program. Yan, who should have fallen to the side, was now firmly stuck on the broad back of the Beast God. His two extremely fragrant big feet almost penetrated the Beast God's body but inexplicably complied with the attack settings. Therefore, the poor Boss not only had to carry someone who was overweight, but his health was also continuously reduced by three to five bars due to someone's two biological weapons. Fortunately, the recovery speed of the Remy Martin was obviously higher than this value, otherwise Boss Yan, who was trampled to death, would definitely be on the front page of "Magic Flag Information" tomorrow.
Bug? Seeing this strange situation, the corners of my mouth couldn't help but twitch. Hmm, it seems like I've encountered another opportunity to extort money.
The beast god with a living creature nailed on its back was a little overwhelmed. It gestured up and down, left and right with the sickle for a while, but no matter how it tried, it had to hit itself at the same time as it hit me. Apparently, there was no "suicide" option in the NPC's AI judgment, but the damn rules required it to fight back against the rogue on its back. The poor Boss was finally completely confused by the contradictory program and went into a "crazy" state very simply.
I turned off the haptic system and was lucky enough to ride on the "steed" and began to enjoy the "thrill" of a roller coaster. Have you seen the amusement equipment for riding a buffalo in the park? With my current appearance, I can compete with the American bronco riding competition by putting on a cowboy hat. What makes me feel more at ease is that I don't have to worry about being thrown off. Well, this Boss jumps very rhythmically.
The new players and those pretending to be dead around the Beast God almost popped their eyes out when they saw this rare spectacle. The red-glowing thief stood on the oversized "mount" in a cool way, and the usually steady Centaur actually raised his hooves to the sky, jumped and leaped, and began to use his hoofed talents. What was this for? A cowboy show?
Charge, Earthshatter, Assault. The Beast God performed his jumping skills without forgetting to use other skills. Today, everyone finally saw the comprehensiveness of the Beast God's skills. Who said that our Centaur can only swing a big knife? The technical content is also quite high.
The flying skills and attacks caused smoke and dust to rise all around. These fierce and aimless attacks soon affected several unlucky "corpses" nearby. They were lying a little closer to the Beast God, so it was natural for the Centaur to hit them when it took a step. Ha-ha, it must have felt great to be stepped on by those hooves as big as water tanks.
"I must ask Gao Lin when I get back how he felt about being hit in the head by a horse hoof." Since I couldn't kill the Beast God anyway, I kept using the stealth spell at my feet while admiring the white light that occasionally flew up around me. I just happened to see that poor thief. He didn't insist on using the invisibility spell but used a life-saving skill. Where can he find a tree in this village? Tsk tsk, pitiful. He was killed by a horse hoof from the Beast God. What an embarrassing way to die.
Everyone was surprised at first, but as the twelve rhino monsters joined the ranks of imitating rabbits one after another, the warriors pretending to be dead on the ground immediately resurrected collectively. After all, no one wanted to stay still and be covered with cow hoof prints.
The flowers and plants that suddenly popped up on the ground immediately diverted the Beast God's attention. It was no problem for the hooks on his back to not reach his feet. The Happy Centaur spun the beautiful scythe in his hand around, crackling, and mowing down a large number of "zombies" accompanied by the players' curses. Although the packaging quality of this batch of corpses was relatively good, facing the higher-quality scythe of the Beast God, there were still heavy casualties.
Just now, the Beast God had been guarding around the Canglang Sword. The high-level players who came to grab the treasure were afraid of wasting time and were watching cautiously. Now the Beast God suddenly started to hunt down the nearby players and naturally left the holy weapon. As a result, most people did not retreat but advanced and rushed forward in a swarm. The time for competing for the treasure was almost up. If not now, when would they grab it?
Seeing their intention, I could only hang on the back of the Beast God and worry, I couldn't get down. The unexpected teleportation turned into a way of helping others. In desperation, I had to find help. As the gray fog rose, I summoned a mammoth directly on the back of the Beast God. Damn it, if I can't kill you, I will crush you to death.
However, history is always full of amazing coincidences. When the mammoth just appeared, the shadow of the beast god appeared in a very familiar scene.
"Hmm..." a soft cry.
Bang! Snap...
After staring dumbfounded for thirty seconds, I barely recognized the object struggling under the mammoth's feet. Hey, it seems that the official still hasn't modified the drawbacks of quick conversion. I just don't know what the unlucky guy is this time.
After calling back the long-nosed Five Fingers Mountain, the embarrassed GM barely pulled his head out of the mud pit created by the mammoth. Looking at his long hair covered with mud and his shoulders trembling with anger, I and several players around who were closer to the ground couldn't help laughing. It was the second time, the second time I saw such an embarrassed "god". It was really interesting.
Hearing the laughter around her, the muddy beauty didn't even raise her head. She swung her right hand slightly, and a black cylinder more than two feet thick was pointed at me.
"No way?" Just as I realized what it was, there was a flash of fire, and a volleyball-sized iron bullet directly hit me and flew out.
Rolla Cannon, the ultimate work of mechanical masters, is the ultimate war weapon vaguely revealed in official publicity. I didn't expect that I would have the honor to taste the real thing. The one that hit me should be a smaller version or its power should be limited by GM, otherwise I might be blown to pieces without even a trace of it left. After all, it is a war weapon.
Swoosh... bang! The assassin, whose health was reduced by four-fifths by one shot, drew a beautiful parabola and plunged into the crowd more than ten meters away, which was even more lively than here.
Since it was a crowd, it was inevitable that some flowers and plants would be hit when falling from the sky. A thief sister who was running and her whole body turned blue as if she was about to teleport was "lucky" enough to bump into me, a flying person.
Oh! Warm and fragrant... Unfortunately, the dazed assassin hugged the well-built victim but before he could feel happy, a beautiful dragon-fang blade pierced his stomach fiercely.
"I #@$&%!" The health value dropped by nearly twenty points again, almost reaching the dangerous level. The attacked assassin immediately retaliated with a sneak attack as a conditioned reflex. Maybe this sister didn't have much health value to begin with. After I hit and stabbed her, a red system message immediately appeared in my field of vision.
"System prompt: You have killed 'Pretty Fruit', and your resources have been reduced."
In Magic Flag, the player's name is a kind of personal privacy. Unless the player reveals his or her name, except for thieves, the fastest way to know other people's names is to kill them. So on the other hand, it is normal that I didn't recognize the Lord who was wrapped like a mummy in a hurry. However, that beautiful woman seems more pitiful. I guess she would be furious if she knew it was me who did it.
When the beautiful fruit fell, something seemed to fall off. I picked it up and stuffed it into my belt without even looking at it. Compared to the question of why the beautiful lady with blue energy value dropped something, the malicious players around me obviously made me more worried.
He quickly got up from the ground and went into stealth without even taking any medicine. Three Light Wing Blades narrowly passed by him. Damn, this skill of the warrior has almost no preparation time. It can be used immediately and the impact is far away. No wonder everyone says that the warrior is the armored version of the thief. He is not bad at sneak attacks at all.
It would not have been so easy to escape even in stealth, but when everyone failed to find me, they unexpectedly saw the GM who was almost knocked unconscious by the mammoth. Now, the Beast God was inexplicably gone, and the time for the fight for the holy weapon had just passed. The players who lost their target immediately shifted their attention to the "god".
This GM was not from customer service . She was actually an iceberg beauty who found a mantis for me. She was worthy of being from the technical team. In a blink of an eye, her body was shiny and new again, without even a spot of mud. Looking at the players around who were harassing me in a mess, I thought to myself that something was wrong.
Because "Magic Flag" adopts dynamic updates, in order to ensure that the update program can be carried out normally without shutting down the server, there are special clauses in the game agreement to stipulate this aspect. Generally, any behavior that interferes with the normal is a breach of contract and will be punished by the system. Troublemakers will usually be thrown into the sky prison for one to ten hours. This is clearly stated in the game agreement. Especially this petty-minded Iceberg, he will definitely be punished according to the heaviest punishment, but everyone is in high spirits at the moment, and obviously no one noticed this problem.
Sure enough, after gritting his teeth and giving three warnings, the iceberg saw that the situation remained the same, and immediately summoned no less than a hundred high-level NPC guards to start arresting people. At this time, everyone realized that this GM was not those good-tempered customer service staff. Everyone present was an old player, and if you look closely, you can tell the difference between customer service and technical staff. Only fools want to go to the sky prison, especially those with a bright red light on their bodies. It would not be a matter of a few hours if they were caught. The scene immediately became chaotic.
There were at least five guards chasing me, and there should have been more. But after I nailed several crosses to them with the Book of Revelation of Christ I found, I was finally not caught on the spot. Stealth was of no use to those guards. Now, no matter whether all this was the GM's fault or not, I couldn't be caught. Game companies have always been accustomed to making big things small and small things disappear. That beauty was easily excited and possessed all the excellent qualities of a beautiful bamboo stick. The longer time passed, the more comfortable I felt when I hit her.
With a flash of silver light, the icy beauty suddenly appeared in front of my escape route. She was really determined to kill me. She held up the "dictionary" and smashed it with a Judgment Cross. Ding! The attack was successful. It was indeed a unique item. It was effective against GMs, although it only lasted for four seconds.
I guess that beauty was mad as hell. There are people who dare to play tricks on the GM, but not many who are as successful as me. Up to now, we haven't had a single conversation, but she has already been trampled by an elephant and nailed to a cross. So, when a four-digit heavy cavalry regiment appeared in front of me, I knew that my goal had been achieved.
"The first rule of the Magic Flag Game Administrator Code: Serving the players is the administrator's purpose and responsibility. The administrator may not shirk the responsibility of causing losses to the players for any reason!" Seeing the icy beauty staring at me, I immediately started shouting.
"You!" The icy beauty glared at me with gritted teeth, but surprisingly did not get angry.
"Article 2, Clause 1 of the Magic Flag Game Agreement: Players who exploit game loopholes to profit are in breach of contract. Game administrators have the right to take back illegal items and impose penalties." A clear voice came from behind me.
"I have already reported the bug online. It is not considered as exploiting a game loophole. At the same time, I have again complained to technical administrator No. 003. I believe her behavior clearly violates the terms of service of the game agreement." I spread my hands to the smiling guy behind me and pointed at the beautiful administrator. "Besides, it seems that this is not the first time."
"Of course, we noticed your trouble, so now I think both sides can have a good negotiation." The customer service manager who was blasted by me last time waved his hand elegantly, and a set of antique tables, chairs and tea sets appeared in front of him. "Please take a seat."
"Oh, it's rare. Director Liu is personally treating us? Can I join in?" Before I could reply, Sister A Zi walked up to us leisurely under the gaze of me and the two GMs as she spoke in a gentle voice. "I'm a witness."
How did she follow us? There are thousands of 100-level heavy cavalrymen around us.
Facing this magical Rose Lord, the three people present were a little dumbfounded.
