I became a saint in the game

Beijing.

Juanyun Tower.

Chen Shicheng looked at the battle on the altar with some boredom and couldn't help yawning.

The righteous people knew that these players were not the main force, so they held back. The players knew that the task was to delay time, so they did not fight desperately, so the battle scene looked a bit funny.

"Boy, are you sure you can't go down?"

Yawning is contagious. Gray Fourth Master couldn't help but yawn as he watched the polite battle on the other side. "If they keep fighting like this, they will probably fight until the sun goes down. Are we just going to watch like this?"

"What else can we do? They didn't tell us exactly where the main force is ambushing."

Before Chen Shicheng could finish his words, he suddenly turned his head and looked outside the city.

In the southeast direction of the capital, a golden beam of light that stretched from sky to earth suddenly appeared, instantly reminding him of the memory of being almost sent away on the ice field.

"Does this count as telling you the ambush location?" Gray Fourth Master blinked and urged, "Let's go. You've been standing here for such a long time and nothing has happened. It doesn't matter whether you're here or not."

"Then let's go?"

Chen Shicheng turned his head and glanced in the direction of the altar. Although there was some commotion there due to the appearance of the light column, it soon subsided and the previous coming and going were restored. There should be no changes in the short term.

He and Mr. Gray exchanged a glance, then jumped out of the window and headed southeast.

There was chaos all along the way, with soldiers guarding the capital fighting with countless players, bows and arrows flying, the sound of weapons colliding and curses ringing out.

Fortunately, there were too many players and the guards in the capital city were unable to catch them all. When they met people like Chen Shicheng who were just returning home and not causing any trouble, they just glanced at him and didn't pay any attention.

Therefore, Chen Shicheng easily passed through the troubled area and stopped at the city wall in the southeast of the capital.

After confirming that the capital city had not activated a large defense formation to block space transmission, he took a step with all his strength, used the technique of shrinking the earth into an inch to arrive at the farmland outside the city, then confirmed the direction and rushed towards the location where the golden light column appeared with full firepower.

More than fifty miles was not a long distance for Chen Shicheng at the moment. He had reached the vicinity of the battlefield in just a few minutes.

He found a secluded place, concealed his presence and moved forward quietly, just in time to see the scene where Song Bingyuan hugged the monk and died together.

"Damn, are you so brave?"

Before Chen Shicheng could finish being shocked, three more players shouted something like "Art is explosion" and hugged a monk and died together, making him think that he had come to some indescribable battlefield.

"Boy, the situation seems a bit bad?" Mr. Gray took a quick look at the battle situation, pointed at Whale Fall who was fighting with the four flying monks, and said anxiously.

It couldn't help but be anxious. The moment it entered the mask, Mr. Gray's future life was tied to Chen Shicheng.

If the formation is completed, it will have to live in reality as expected. Although life in Shangri-La is much more convenient than in the earthly fairyland, as a rat from the old times who must return to his roots after death, it does not want to go far away.

“It’s really not that great.”

Chen Shicheng was not blind, so how could he not see that the battle below was one-sided? Song Bingyuan's side was easy to deal with, but the key problem was still with Jingluo. Although they had entangled the four monks, it was only a matter of time before they were defeated.

As long as there is one person on the Whale Fall side who can't hold on, the four monks who have found the flaw will immediately free their hands to kill all the players present. At that time, these monks will surround the resurrection point. Wow, that would be interesting.

What concerned people the most was the carriage that had been silent. Although it was unclear who was sitting inside, seeing that Whale Luo and his men, even though they were at a disadvantage, still looked around vigilantly from time to time, it was clear that the guys inside were definitely not easy to deal with.

What is even more speechless is that Chen Shicheng used the Eyes of Bai Ze to identify the white elephant pulling the cart, and found that its level had reached 25, and it even had a little ancient bloodline.

He even suspected that if the white elephant took action, Whale Fall might not be able to last even one round.

Not only Chen Shicheng could see that the situation was not good, but Jingluo also saw it.

At first, he was just afraid of the fat monk sitting in the cart, but as the fight went on, his teammates beside him suddenly used telepathy to tell him a very cruel reality: the white elephant pulling the cart was actually at the same level as him, and even had an advantage in bloodline.

There is no need for the fat monk in the Dharma Realm to take action. As long as the white elephant joins the battle, the current deadlock can be broken immediately.

What a fart!
Risking injury, Jingluo took the monk's stick and used the force to step back a few steps. He looked at the player who kept hugging the monk and trying to self-destruct, and immediately made a decision in his mind.

"Everyone retreat!"

"retreat?"

Before anyone from the Iron-Blooded Great Wall could speak, Turgenev was the first to exclaim.

Although the Russians also suffered casualties, they all died in frontal combat. Plus, they were from two different countries after all, so they could not understand how Jingluo felt when he saw his own people had to risk self-destruction to kill the enemy.

He didn't understand, but others did.

The moment they heard the order to retreat, everyone fell silent.

You know, the penalty for death after self-destruction is not a simple one-year life span, but a loss of ten years no matter where or what method is used to resurrect.

In just a few minutes, Song Bingyuan, who had committed the most self-explosions, had consumed more than a hundred years of his life. If this continued, there might really be casualties.

Therefore, they could understand the retreat order issued by Whale Fall, but understanding does not mean acceptance.

Before doing the mission, everyone has written a suicide note and logged into the game with the mentality of sacrificing themselves for the country. Death is not scary. What is scary is that the motherland will lag behind the world again like a hundred years ago and fall into endless darkness. Then they will really become eternal sinners.

Looking at the silent crowd, Jingluo suppressed his sadness and confirmed the order again with a clear mind, "Everyone retreat, this is an order!"

Unlike others, as the leader of this mission, Jingluo has to consider more.

This time, Ma Ou saw that it had become an impossible task, and the best choice at this time must be to retreat.

After all, the failure of the ambush now is not a real failure. The time limit for the mission to break the formation has not yet ended. They have the opportunity to stop it before the team escorting the magic weapon reaches the real altar and completes the formation.

So they should preserve their manpower now, so that they can have another chance in the future. If their main forces are wasted here, it will be a complete failure. (End of this chapter)