My Player 2

Chapter 18 Planting Greed
Everyone stared at the blood-red meteor wriggling in the sky, until it got smaller and smaller, and smaller and smaller...

Apophis.

This evil god has been lying on the forbidden god barrier of the Thirteen Cities Alliance for nearly a thousand years, looking down at the people in the alliance like a nightmare.

Just die?
Even for thousands of years, Apophis simply placed His vast body on the barrier and never actually took action.

But he still became the nightmare of all the alliance members.

All creators of cultural works will choose him as the final boss. Everyone has had nightmares about him. Even though they know rationally that this is not the case, the Alliance members still regard him as the most powerful evil god.

Because as long as you raise your head, you can see His scarlet eyes in the sky.

Did he really die like this???

Although the evidence on the Internet about the fall of Apophis seems to be true, after all, even the scarlet eyes in the sky suddenly disappeared more than ten days ago.

But until they saw His broken pieces with their own eyes, people subconsciously did not believe it.

Until the mighty thunder of heaven, like a death sentence, ruthlessly destroyed the hidden flesh and blood of Apophis.

People dug up the "fear" that had been deeply rooted in their hearts since childhood, and then planted a new root called "greed".

However, the two players do not have such rich psychological activities.

Most players know that Apophis was the first world boss to block the door in the old version. It seemed that he got nothing when the Alliance was destroyed, so he stayed at the exit of Broken Sword Canyon in a rage.

"I don't want to pay the penalty." He stared at the map, comparing the trajectory of the flesh and blood in the sky, and predicting where it would land.

When the fragments of the gods in the sky were melted to the size of an arm.

The thunder in the sky finally lost interest in this piece of flesh and blood.

The arm-sized fragment of the god disappeared silently into the treetops not far away, but it created a deafening roar in everyone's hearts.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Follow me, we'll be there if we go around!"

"I don't want to pay the penalty." He instantly confirmed the landing point of the god's flesh and blood, and without paying attention to the bushes blocking the way ahead, he took the lead and walked quickly in one direction.

Everyone followed immediately, but they kept their distance from each other with tacit understanding.

Three fully armored knights walked together, one leading the way while two others stayed behind, looking after each other and forming a horn.

The scholar glanced at the Asian dragon sitting in the mecha, sighed helplessly, and followed the knights.

The mercenary activated the battery of his exoskeleton and checked his ammunition reserves.

The woman who was originally responsible for clearing the way followed behind everyone this time, constantly throwing the crushed trees along the way into the fuel tank in the belly of the mining mecha.

Seeing the reactions of the NPCs, "It's drawing the sword, not Iai", I felt my heart surge.

This is the role he expected!

Although he is a new player of Desperate Expedition OL, he hardly ever participated in PVE content when he played professional games in the club before.

He could only stay in the arena and practice PVP skills day and night.

The club is like this. Professional players only need to devote themselves to the game, kill gods and Buddhas, and bring the championship trophy back to the club. But the club has a lot of things to consider.

Arrange power leveling to help players upgrade, help players improve their accounts, provide equipment for players, and ensure that players have enough rare items to consume during the competition...

The game of "Desperate Expedition OL" is a rare asymmetric game.

Players’ accounts, equipment, and props must all be obtained from the game.

This means that the value of the props consumed in each global competition every year is roughly estimated to be more than tens of millions!
When "It's Drawing a Sword, Not Iai" retired from the professional arena, "Desperate Expedition OL" was already an old game.

Everyone only discusses how to move bricks, how to speed up the game, and how to beat the boss.

There will never be the grand occasion of everyone playing as a role during the period when the server was first launched!

The landing point of the god's flesh and blood was not far away. With everyone pushing forward regardless of the cost, it only took them more than ten minutes to reach the vicinity of the landing point.

This is a dense forest in the valley.

Broad-leaved trees, at least 5 meters tall, snatched away sunlight from the surface vegetation and laid a layer of soft fallen leaves on the ground.

There were no annoying bushes, giving everyone a good view. "It's drawing the sword, not Iai." After looking at the encyclopedia, a Level 32 elite monster [Headless Centaur Ghost] will spawn around at night.

But the thunderclouds that had been rolling in the sky for weeks had long made it difficult to tell whether it was day or night.

He found an opportunity to jump off the mining mech and ran to the vicinity of the knights, letting the knights, whose favorability was as high as 60, stand between him and the mining mech with a large drill.

"It should be nearby." The dwarf's slightly childish voice sounded.

"I don't want to pay the penalty." I turned on the scanning mode and found a strange red light about a hundred meters in front of the right.

"There!" he shouted.

"It's drawing the sword, not Iai." He looked speechlessly at this junior who was looking for trouble. At the same time, he was curious about how these highly intelligent NPCs with built-in AI would react.

Everyone was slightly stunned and looked at the place where the dwarf pointed.

The three knights at the front looked at each other, then understood each other and formed their battle formations, rushing towards the direction of the flesh and blood.

They held shields half a person's height, one on each side, guarding against the women, the scholars, and the mercenaries respectively.

"Rumble————"

A pure white lotus blossomed between the three knights, and the sweeping heat wave made the scholars hiding 50 meters away feel suffocated.

The two players reacted instantly and hid behind the nearest tree.

When the smoke cleared, the fully armored knight on the far right was left with only half of his body, and the fully armored knight on the far left fell to the ground, his life or death unknown.

The knight in the front ignored his broken arm and threw the silver-glowing sword in his hand to the mercenary not far away.

The long sword slid smoothly through the mercenary and sank into the tree trunk behind him.

Optical camouflage?

The scholar's pages moved without wind, and a flash of light burst out from his pages, illuminating the surrounding environment into daylight.

The mercenary who was hiding not far away finally revealed himself under the strong light.

Doomsday Type 7 Exoskeleton!
Except for the Asian dragon man, everyone else recognized the equipment on the mercenaries.

This is definitely military equipment, and simply possessing it is a felony!

The woman’s five-meter-tall mining mecha costs only about 400 million Alliance coins and is the explorers’ favorite “large-scale civilian facility”.

However, this guy's exoskeleton is worth at least 2000 million!
The exposed mercenary cursed something, stopped loading the melta bomb, pointed the minigun on his arm at the scholar, and large-caliber bullets roared out.

But before the bullets hit the scholar, they all deflected in other directions.

The speeding bullets scraped off a layer of soil behind the scholar, while the scholar's book pages were still turning quickly.

Seeing this, the mercenary stopped shooting, turned on the optical camouflage again, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"It's a curse."

The dwarf saw through the scholar's spell and said to the Asian dragon on the other side:

"The bald head is gone."

As if to confirm the dwarf's words, the next moment, the bald mercenary suddenly revealed his figure. He covered his heart and took two steps forward weakly.

Finally fell to the ground.

Low-level characters use high-level equipment, but they don't even have the mechanical power to protect themselves. If they are hurt, they can only withstand it themselves...

"I don't want to pay the penalty" sums up the reason for the mercenary's death.

He stared at the fallen mercenary, suddenly widened his eyes, and warned loudly:
"Fuck, self-destruct!"

The next moment, white flames even hotter than before erupted.

A blooming white lotus draws in those who have no time to escape.

(End of this chapter)