Chapter 733

When the novice village opened the service in the afternoon, more than 20000 players came in. Only three or four thousand people died in the previous conflicts for a few hours, but more than 16000 players were killed in the half hour after the blue spherical light curtain began to shrink!

When Mo fan rose to level 7, Wang Peng, Wang Lujia, Ke Ming and Li Qingyi all rose to level 6, there were only more than 100 players still standing in the battlefield.

In the field of vision, all the red spots disappeared.

I don't know if it was Liu Qian's reason. The war ended in the overall victory of area A.

"The war between the two regions is officially over!"

"Congratulations to the 153 players in area A. you have successfully killed 10986 players in area B. you stand out from 21973 players and are lucky to survive to the present!"

At this time, the electronic sound also sounded again, announcing the end of the two zone war.

Now the whole novice village looks like a slaughterhouse or a huge tomb. When you see the corpses all over the ground, these players who are still alive either look indifferent, or are very sad and angry, or look decadent and desperate. Most players sit on the ground limply.

"What have we done?" A level 6 Player knelt in front of the corpses on the ground and hugged his head tightly with both hands.

It is conceivable that the players who survive now are people with excellent psychological quality, but an ordinary person living in modern society can't bear it psychologically after witnessing and personally participating in the creation of this infernal scene on earth.

In the real world, after all, they are just players. Even killing people is virtually killing each other in the game, and only the characters in the game are killed. But now it fell in front of them. They are all living people. Inside. Even many are their real-world friends or family.

Are they dead? Really dead?

The murderer gloves the murderer. You kill me. Everyone's hands at the scene are covered with blood. In the real world, they are all heinous murderers!

"Congratulations, but it's not time to celebrate."

"There are only 20 places where we can survive in the end! Therefore, the killing will continue!"

"Of your 153 people, 133 will still die! Provide experience points to raise the remaining 20 players to a higher level and become the elite of the elite!" The electronic voice went on.

Hearing everything announced by the electronic sound, no players questioned or scolded at the scene. I don't know whether they were too tired or knew that no matter what they said or did, it didn't help, so they chose to bear it silently.

Some players began to check their weapons, and some players got up and looked around the bodies, trying to find some ammunition supplies and so on.

The comrades in arms around us just now will soon become enemies who kill each other in order to live. In order to return to the real world, we can only continue to kill to the end.

"Since you have worked so hard, I decided to give you some autonomy."

"I'd like to hear your opinions on how to carry out the next killing."

"Please speak enthusiastically! Maybe I will make the final selection according to your opinions?"

The electronic sound was actively raised to the players.

"How? Guild war!"

A level 7 player of Qianfan guild replied to the electronic sound, and then looked at Mo fan with a sinister look. He was the level 6 player who provoked Mo fan, named Zhou Junlang. Now he has risen to level 7.

Although Mo fan has also been promoted to level 7, it seems that the people around Mo fan are only level 6... Although Liu Qian is level 8, there are only six stars on his head. Therefore, in Zhou Junlang's view, Ren Qianfan, the president of their guild, is level 8. There are more than ten level 7 players and more than thirty level 6 players around him. His strength is enough to crush Mo fan.

"I suggest pairwise selection. First, start from level 5 at the lowest level, and choose a winner from level 5 players... At that time, he has naturally risen to level 6, and then level 6 players compete with each other, and then level 7, until there are 20 people left." Mo fan also opened his mouth.

After Mo fan's calculation, the galaxy guild has few people, and the guild war will certainly suffer losses. When they fight alone, they can use their weapons and equipment to obtain certain advantages. Therefore, at this time, they must strive for the right to speak and make the next rules more favorable to their own side.

"Any other comments?" The electronic voice asked into the field.

"I suggest drawing lots." A level 6 player with all guild members dead said.

"Veto! It's definitely not possible to draw lots." Electronic voice immediately rejected the level 6 player's proposal.

"Guild war!" More players shouted. This time, of course, all the players of Qianfan guild spoke.

"Who should I listen to when one of you proposes a guild war and the other proposes a single challenge?" The smiling voice of electronic voice seems to have just slept and renewed interest in the game of killing each other in the novice village.

"Do they deserve to be on the side? Look at how many of us? How many of them?" The people of Qianfan guild are very contemptuous.

"Let's vote collectively! Let's see which scheme supports more people. Just follow which scheme?" Zhou Junlang shouted a few words to the electronic sound, and then glared at Mo fan.

"No, since it's the plan proposed by both of us, it's more fair for us to have a single fight. Whoever wins will follow the plan. Of course, the prerequisite is that you don't be a shrinking turtle!" Mo fan stretched out his hand and pointed down, making a provocative gesture to Zhou Junlang.

Mo fan is very confident in his shooting skills. He knows that once he really fights with Zhou Junlang alone, Liu Qian should send him a few more powerful energy bullets. Isn't it easy to shoot Zhou Junlang at that time?

Zhou Junlang, who was originally elated, was choked by these words said by Mo fan. He wanted to refute that he didn't organize his language for a long time. His face became pig liver color.

Previously, when he blackmailed and swaggered in front of Mo fan, he was level 6 and Mo fan was level 3. Now they are both level 7! It is conceivable that this man must have something fishy, so Zhou Junlang didn't dare to easily agree to fight with Mo fan. He was afraid of being fooled by Mo fan, but the direct result was that he lost his face in front of all players.

"I think it's better for the guild presidents of both sides to fight alone. Whichever side wins, we'll follow the plan of which side. This is more fair!" Another level 7 player of Qianfan guild thought and proposed a few words loudly. To be continued.