Volume 10: Pride and Prejudice in the City-State Chapter 22 Natural Disasters (Part 1)
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The feeling of being resurrected is not very good.
It felt like throwing a person into a washing machine, twisting it for dozens of times, and then spitting the person out in one breath. Although when I opened my eyes, I could see the familiar halls of the bastion that were covered with smears and sprays by other players, the memories left after death were not particularly good.
And behind him, the players who were also sent back in one breath also reappeared from the resurrection point, cursing. Just like being born from the air, a white dot appeared, and then a layer of dense fog spread out around it. Soon after, a player with an uncomfortable face, as if he was about to vomit, stumbled out from the thick fog. The brothers who were sent back by the weird player all looked uncomfortable and wanted to vomit. It was as if something was sucked out.
Even he himself felt dizzy and retching, wanting to vomit something, but it felt like he couldn't. But rather than saying it was some kind of nausea, it was more like disgust. Disgust for failure.
What these players hate most is failure, and what they like most is killing. Only these fierce players can get pleasure from killing. They usually don't care about winning or losing, but this time it was really too tragic. After resurrecting in the hall, a group of players began to buzz . Although Wuweimeng is not a super large guild, many people came to this hunting event. It can be regarded as a place where people can talk and have some people. And when people gather in a place like a hall, it will naturally feel very noisy.
Especially for PK enthusiasts and destruction enthusiasts who are very mobile and don't obey anyone and even want to break walls, it is definitely not their character not to complain when something like this happens. Because at this time, it is time to blame. Whoever is a bad player, who plays badly, who commands stupidly, that's their fault. No one will admit that they are weak, so the entire player lobby exploded almost instantly.
"What a piece of shit..."
It's really shameful to kill the chicken while hunting.
The player held his forehead and cursed, then stood up shakily.
Next to the player, other players whose equipment had been exploded and those who had come back from the dead started cursing with gloomy faces.
"Fuck, I'm playing a game with so much chatter, it's really annoying. What's the point of playing a game without fighting? But I'm really good at fighting..."
"If you ask me, the guild leader is just a screwed up person. He thought he was invincible just because he got a self-destructing witch from someone else, and he had to fight with them. You said that people can just take some things and leave, so why not just let them go? He had to show off his encirclement and killing skills, and ended up having his whole family killed. Isn't that cool? All my equipment is gone, and I worked for nothing all day."
"Fuck. You're talking as if you didn't agree to it. My equipment is gone! You're going to compensate me for the +2 amulet?!"
"If you're so awesome, go talk to the president. You're nothing but a ball talking to me."
"I'm just telling you what's wrong. I'm telling whoever is talking nonsense over there. If you don't agree, come out and fight."
"Come on, fuck. Damn it, I've been fed up with you for a long time!"
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It would soon turn into a chaotic situation like this. Looking at the group of teammates outside who had already started to draw their knives and hack each other, the player retched a few times, left the players who were watching the fun, and walked towards a small door alone.
The other sharp-eyed players looked at his back and shouted loudly.
"Hey, where are you going?! There's a fight going on over here!"
"I'm too lazy to fight, so I'm going to beat up the corpse, fuck!"
I have nothing better to do than to fight with a bunch of you guys.
Waving to the players behind him, the players walked along a path to the underground of the bastion.
The surroundings were lit with eternal torches, and the white bricks and stones looked somewhat uncertain under the light and shadow, and looked particularly cold and creepy. This was once a basement built by other player alliances for storing and making fine wine, but the Wuwei Alliance killed all those soft eggs and sissies and took over this bastion. So this place became the Wuwei Alliance's own torture chamber and prison.
The corpses of NPCs who rebelled against their rule, as well as some random passers-by and the things that were sent here just because they didn't like them. The Wuwei Alliance was a group of players, so there was no point in having living NPCs, so there were only a lot of corpses piled up inside.
These corpses were not used for human experiments or anything like that, but were simply used to test various skills. Wuweimeng had tried living people before, but it still felt a bit strange. So they found a bunch of corpses, or rather, created a bunch of corpses. When the player recalled the figure breaking the ambush, he was full of anger, but he was a kind person and would not PK with other players, so he chose to vent his anger on the corpses. He found the corpse of a middle-aged woman - it seemed that she was hacked to death because of a quarrel - and the player began to slash at the corpse with a knife as if to vent his anger.
Attacking corpses is not a technical job, and it does not require any special help or even any random suggestions. After all, it is just a corpse, and it will not stand up and fight back. It was not until the corpse of the middle-aged woman was chopped into pieces and his body was covered with sticky blood that the player breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the depression of being killed had been vented a lot.
"Phew, now I feel relieved."
After completing the abuse with satisfaction, the player breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to go outside. Then he heard noisy shouts and a series of explosions coming from outside.
It felt like everyone was using skills like crazy. There were dozens of different explosions. I could even hear the strange ionization sound of the lightning spear released by the old bastard in the guild. Along with it, there were also the faint shouts of the players.
"What's going on?! What's going on outside! "
"Something is covering the bastion and we can't get out!"
"What are you waiting for! Smash it! You all grew up eating shit, what are you waiting for?!"
"It can't be broken! I've been beating it for a long time, but it can't be broken!"
"……?"
What's going on outside?
The player couldn't help but open the door and look up at the sky.
Then I saw the huge monster in the sky at a glance.
"What... is that...?"
Looking at the shadow falling from the sky, the player couldn't help but mutter to himself.
