Chapter 558

Rogue camp, the high-level camp in Acara's tent to discuss.

A total of eight people, sitting on the carpet, surrounded by the fire in the middle of the tent, looked at the intelligence files in their hands.

Among them, except Akala is the oldest prophet, the remaining seven dark 27 professions are just one. Although their strength is sealed at level 50, their implicit temperament and prestige belong to gods above level 100.

The projection of the eight true gods is already the strongest pillar of the Diablo people.

The origin of the damaged dark plane can't support more game professionals to break through level 100. In addition to Akara, only the Mercenary Captain Kashia and blacksmith chaxi become gods until now.

As for the rest of the characters in the game, they can't survive the passage of time and fall early.

This gathering of eight people has not sat down and talked like this for thousands of years.

"Tracy, are you sure?"

Akala asked solemnly, holding the crystal ball in her hand. The fire was shining on the crystal ball, and the terrain around lugoiin could be seen in it, but it seemed that it was obscured by an unknown fog of destiny, which was not clear at all.

"I don't feel wrong."

Cuixi, a 110 level silver second-order God wearing an ice blue robe, nodded, "my ice magic is very sensitive to water system energy after its variation. Although we are sealed to level 50 in the ordinary world, I can sense the movement of lugaoyin."

"We sign the river Styx oath. If we don't sign, we don't want to leave the dark world alive."

Kasha immediately proposed, "we all know that the thief Xianzong didn't leave anything back then. In the hell world, it turned out that it was in the ordinary world. This news must be blocked except for us, who know it."

"The Styx oath should be signed!"

"I will send my crow to spy on the situation. If it is really the energy fluctuation in the legendary field, we may not be able to cope with it," agrees Vlad, the first-class Druid god holding a crow in his hand

"I don't mind..."

"How to advance and retreat together without signing..."

"If you want to sign it, it will be faster..."

"Yes..."

The remaining four gods nodded, and they sat still.

At this time, the God of hell has made a new oath contract in the river Styx. Among the major rivers in the universe, the river Styx is not the most terrifying, but the oath punishment is the most serious, because it can pollute the belief of gods and make the gods worse than death.

This side just signed the oath of the river Styx, but outside the tent came the shocking riot.

There are seven professional game professionals, who appear in the whole Rogge camp. They don't say a word when they come out. They just violently smash something into the Asians of Rogge camp, but those who resist will be killed on the spot.

Where there are classes, there will be a steady stream of oppression.

However, Rogge camp does not, because except for a small number of guards who are at level 50, there is no Asian tribe above level 30. This is to ensure that the foundation of the Asian people can grow freely and healthily here.

This policy has been effective for tens of thousands of years, but now it has no resistance in the face of strong enemies.

When the eight true gods discussed in the tent, they didn't know that most of the rogue camp had been lost. Only a few dozen miles around Acara's tent were sealed off by a layer of border to hide the external turmoil.

The border disappeared, and the crows summoned by the Druid almost covered the sky of camp Rogge.

There are more than 2 billion Asian people in the ordinary world. At this time, almost all of them have been parasitized by the soul tree. He controls every move of these people. Even if the real God comes to his territory, he will lie down. It is no different who dares to surround and kill nearly 100 million game professionals.

At this moment, as long as they are not blind around Akala's tent, they find it wrong.

Under the unified command of the soul tree neural network, as many as a few billion crows in the sky return to their respective positions, forming a huge sword that points straight to Akala's tent, and their unified crowing sound waves unify and even vibrate, and many of the sub people who are unified and even vibrate fainted on the spot.

The eight gods were shocked at the moment they left the tent.

If there are tens of hundreds of Druids, it is not surprising that the crows they summon after training make such a unified action, but at least more than 10 million Druids summon crows at the same time, how can they unify command to achieve this situation.

To be able to do this means that he has ruled all Druids in the ordinary world.

The sword of crows falls, and the tip of the sword forms a bridge in the open space in front of the tent.

"Playing tricks..."

Kasha grabbed the flying spear in his hand and almost threw it out.

"Just to show you my strength."

Lantern Festival flies down in the air.

Kashia wanted to throw out the flying spear to knock down the Lantern Festival, but her intuition told her that it was impossible. In the dark, ordinary difficulty world was forbidden to fly, and what this person could fly represented was clear. However, a dark Asian who could not make a good job would be doomed."It's you..."

Akala said slowly with a sinking heart.

"The question now is simple."

Yuanxiao said blandly, "either you block the ordinary world, and I will cast out all your projections, and both will suffer. Or from now on, the ordinary world will respect me and each step back and live in peace. It's a very simple multiple choice question, isn't it

Repress For a moment, no one spoke.

Especially the projection of the eight true gods, they can't remember how long no one dared to talk to them like this, but the fact is just like Yuanxiao said, it's just a simple multiple choice question, peace or war, there is no third choice!

If they choose peace, they will lose the rule of the whole ordinary world and be controlled by others.

But it's even worse to choose to start a war. In the ordinary world, they can't win at all. If the situation goes beyond control and destroys the ordinary world, the whole Asian people will lose their soil for growth, and they can't bear the devastating consequences.

Although the scene is quiet, but the spirit is mixed together to exchange views.

Consensus will be reached soon!

If you don't agree, you should also agree. The top priority is not to lose both sides. Then it depends on whether their means can find out the secret of yuanxiao. As long as they can not be sealed by the plane in the ordinary world, they will naturally be able to eat yuanxiao and spit it out.

They have this confidence because they are gods.

They even doubt whether Yuanxiao has got the treasure left by the robber Xianzong, otherwise it will not be possible to do what they can not do. As long as we try to take away the treasures without disturbing the major races of kingshill, the dark Asian will have a chance to rise.

"You win, we choose peace."

Akala's face changed a few times, and finally said on behalf of the Asian people.

A smile flashed across the corner of Yuanxiao's mouth. If Akala knew that he was human, they would rather suffer both losses than compromise. However, when his human identity resounded through the universe and was exposed here, I am afraid that the origin of the whole dark intellectual disability has been replaced by the soul tree.

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