My Player 2

Chapter 68 This is [Guardian of Glory]

With 100 game qualifications given away every day, the number of players in the game has reached 366.

Most of the new players will choose to join the Thirteen Cities Alliance, and follow the legendary NPCs in the alliance to gain experience in the Broken Sword Valley.

In addition to the "old guard" who pursue the "original flavor", most of the people who still stay in the Crystal Sealed Village are old players who stay here for various reasons.

For example, an orc player who just leveled up said, "I have to pay the penalty."

He only spent 8 yuan to buy a boss parking space that would self-destruct, and he earned more than 4000 million experience points, which was better than the "helicopter pack" in other games, and he skipped the novice stage in one go.

Because the people from "Golden Wind" said that this train did not guarantee experience, and if the experience bug was fixed, they would not refund the money, so he was able to take advantage of the loophole.

This is equivalent to gambling 8 RMB, but this time he really made the right bet.

He was already a level 70 [Glory Guardian] and had spent more than million experience points to upgrade his skills.

Although the key skills are not maximized, the tankiness cannot be underestimated.

In the face of the current "I must pay the penalty", this army that was broken up by Eperia is like a lamb to be slaughtered.

He had just leveled up and needed someone to practice with.

He jumped up and jumped into the scattered army formation, waving the huge gloves in his hands and using the terrifying power of the gold level to deflect the stabbing spears.

Ignoring the small shrimps around him, the orc turned into a green whirlwind and rushed into the scattered army formation. He grabbed the captain's head and, while roaring, crushed the head of the man who was trying to reorganize the army formation.

The bloody scene lasted only for a moment, and the old soldier whose head was crushed alive turned into a faint light and merged into his body.

After taking a look at the 1614 million experience points that had arrived in his account, he shouted excitedly, "I must pay the penalty!" and continued to charge into the army formation.

All kinds of attacks fell on his body, just like tickling him, and after fighting for a long time, even the shield could not be broken.

This is the [Guardian of Glory]!
1:2000 health conversion rate, 35% all damage reduction, unstoppable, shield, and burst charge. There is control, and even a cooldown of only one second... I forgot where in the middle... Anyway, turn on the shield and ah ah ah ah ah!
Under the orcs' rampage, nearly a hundred monsters around were completely dispersed.

Although "I have to pay the penalty" did not get any more heads, he tore an unhealable wound in the army formation that was about to be reorganized!

This is the "engine" of the STAR team, known as the Edison of team battles, the line ripper, the first and last wall, and the "Tearer" of the miracle team wholesaler.

He has opened more miracle groups in his life than he has talked to more girls!

The nearby players were no ordinary people either. They all rushed into the opening opened by the orcs like crazy.

There is no need for communication. These old players who have played the game for thousands of hours know how to make the gap in the military formation bigger.

These silver-ranked celestial soldiers have no damage, no tankiness, and no control.

But if they were allowed to form an army formation, everyone present would die!

At the same time, the bug of each soldier gaining millions of experience points is enough to drive all players crazy!

Players who were hunting monsters in the surrounding areas were rushing towards the village with all their might.

Many offline players also put on helmets after receiving the call.

But they all need time!
Although the results of the battle caused by these 20-odd players hindered the army's advance, they could not play a decisive role in the face of a legion of nearly a thousand people.

Fortunately, another invisible wave of light came and blew away all the soldiers near the village.

However, this time the light wave did not have the same lethality as before.

I don’t know if it’s because the saint’s injuries have worsened, or because she’s afraid of these “cockroach”-like soldiers exploding.

She just pushed the army out.

The players who stayed behind finally had a chance to catch their breath. They drank potions and sent out team invitations.

"Looking for a team, high damage tactics, elegant movement, historical DPS can be checked."

"We are short of one. A wet nurse is needed. It's fine as long as she can give milk and control the milk supply. I don't care about the amount of milk."

"Are there any tanks? Newbies are fine, we have a leader in the top 100 of the ladder to lead us." "..."

These players have been complaining for a long time, saying they lack healing, tanks, and control.

The only thing that is not lacking is the output of dealing damage!

It is clear at a glance which profession is noble and which is lowly!
……

The Crystal-sealed Village, a forbidden area.

Aperia stumbled to her sister, and couldn't help shedding tears when she saw her sister's skin covered with black lines.

"Lady Aperia, please absorb me back quickly!" Aperia begged.

“No!” Aperia shrank in the fiery crystal, twitching in pain and trembling as she spoke, “These troops are…contaminated. They can kill…kill the Lord. You…you should return to the Lord as soon as possible.”

"We must... bring the message to the Lord. We must... save the Lord."

After saying that, looking at Aperia who was still standing there, Aperia in the crystal shouted with her last bit of strength:

"Go!"

Aperia clenched her fists and ran out without looking back.

Although she was reluctant in her heart, between the village and the Lord, she, like her sister, chose the Lord.

The army outside the village is regrouping.

The commander of this army did not show his face, as if he was afraid of the demigod in the village.

The players who were forming a team saw the Saint running out and immediately surrounded her.

Intercepted by a large number of "Silver Peak Great Perfection" players, the gold-level Aperia was surrounded.

"Lady Saint, please give me your hand, I want to upgrade!"

"Give me your other hand. Where are my six million experience points?"

"Feet are fine too! Come on!"

Looking at the village where she grew up, Aperia gritted her teeth and extended her hand to the chosen ones.

If these God's Chosen Ones can be made stronger, then everyone in the village will have a greater chance of survival.

It doesn't matter this moment.

These players who had just made some gains grabbed Aperia's hand and used up their newly gained experience.

Although everyone has accumulated enough experience points to advance to the gold rank, only 70% of people choose to advance to the gold rank.

The rest of the people would rather use this experience to max out the skills they don’t need.

After all, Aperia only provides 12 gold profession advancements.

It can't satisfy everyone.

Some players would rather watch the village being destroyed and the saint dying than compromise on advancement.

Because their XP is strength.

Just as the player was leveling up, the village blacksmith Camelia came over with a cart of equipment and shouted:
"Hurry, come and get the equipment if you don't have it, all of it will be given away for free today!"

When Aperia saw Camelia, her eyes lit up.

As the Lord's saints, these chosen ones still need their own support.

After the Knights fell into a coma, Camelia became the only two golden warriors in the village. Now it is too late to forge iron, so it is more appropriate to let her go to inform the Lord instead of going by herself!
　Red bean paste, private Marseille! (Dogeza)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)