Dungeon Player

Sylvanas was running on the city wall holding a short bow. Both ends of the city wall were interrupted by magic cannons. Now this part of the city wall is only four to five hundred meters long.

But just such a long city wall is crowded with more than 300 players. The most important thing is that everyone is equipped with crossbows, arrows, and three crossbow carts.

"Hurry up and load the crossbow!"

A goblin player shouted, and soon another goblin player held a huge arrow and put it on the crossbow. The two goblin players worked together to raise their strength, and then another player aimed at a crowded place and raised his hand. A crossbow arrow was fired.

Huge crossbow arrows flew out, nailing the two ogres to the ground in a string.

"Keep firing!"

Sylvanas shouted, then nocked an arrow, bent the bow, and shot the arrow. A set of movements was smooth and smooth. Coupled with Sylvanas' superb archery skills and systematic auxiliary shooting, the arrow hit accurately. He spotted an ogre in the distance who was trying to attack the "Gundam".

Although it only hit his butt and was not considered a fatal injury, it finally hit the target. It was not easy to shoot so accurately from such a long distance.

Sylvanas' confidence increased greatly, and she continued to build, bend the bow, and shoot arrows!

A beastman fell down.

Sylvanas pretended not to see it and continued to look for the next target.

The ogres below have begun to use ladders to climb, trying to capture this section of the city wall that is constantly outputting.

After all, there are too many ogres. These players are condescending and just shoot arrows downwards. After all, there are only a few who can accurately hit their teammates like Sylvanas.

What's more, there is a large area outside the city wall without any friendly forces. Just shoot with your eyes closed and you're done!

Ladders quickly filled up the wall one by one. It was only a matter of time before this section of the city wall was occupied...

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Huge Gundams were rampaging across the battlefield, giant swords more than twenty meters long were no joke, and the tallest ogres were only four or five meters tall.

The giant sword more than 20 meters long was swung, and it was harvesting like a meat grinder.

The most important thing is that all five magic cannons have been released once, and Morgan's magic power has been almost drained. These are all large-caliber magic cannons. It is almost impossible to aim a shot at the Gundam in a short time. Too likely.

"Magician! Ogre magician! Come quickly and recharge the magic cannon!"

Morgan shouted at the group of ogres, and soon a dozen ogre magicians ran over and began to charge a magic cannon at the same time.

And in this battle, players are not the only ones working hard.

Some ogres who had fallen to the ground and died in battle would suddenly stand up again without realizing it. Their eyes were empty, with weak white light in their hands, and they did not charge towards the players with their weapons in hand. Instead, they walked in the opposite direction, and there were more and more ogres like this.

Their target is the magic cannon.

An ogre bumped into the "resurrected" ogre. He cursed, and then discovered something unusual about this ogre. He had lost an arm, and half of his head didn't know what had happened. The thing was smashed to pieces, but he was still walking as if nothing was wrong. The ogre was about to ask something, but the "resurrected" ogre in front of him suddenly smashed down with a mace and smashed the opponent's head. It was smashed flat, and at the same time, it rushed towards the direction of the magic energy cannon that was already very close.

At the same time, many "resurrected" ogres rushed towards the magic cannon, and the ogres in that area suddenly became confused.

"Kill them! They are not our own!"

"Get out! That belongs to our tribe! What are you doing!"

"Your people killed my tribe! Do you want to die?!"

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! These ogres are dead!"

Morgan also noticed the chaos here, and an ogre had already rushed in front of him.

As soon as Morgan saw this ogre, he knew what was going on. It was a lich!

That genius lich that comes once in a thousand years!

Morgan pulled out his weapon and chopped off the head of a "resurrected" ogre with just one blow. He shouted to the surroundings:

"Look at the eyes! The eyes of these dead ogres will glow. The lich is controlling them!"

After Morgan finished shouting, he grabbed an ogre leader next to him and shouted at him:

"Organize people and look for the Eyes of the Undead! It's this kind of floating eyeball. Destroy them all! Also, find the lich! He can't control the corpse from too far away. Find him and disperse him." His skeleton!"

"yes!"

The ogre leader responded, and then went down with the people's instructions.

Morgan looked at the corpses of the ogres that were constantly charging towards this side, as well as the Gundam that was wielding its giant sword and rampaging on the other side of the city wall. It seemed that the battle to attack the dungeon of the Eternal Kingdom would take more time to end. .

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When the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon was caught in the flames of war, most of the employees of the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon took a temporary rest in the old city of Winterfell.

There are guards from Winterfell standing guard at the door just in case this place becomes a target.

After all, during the urban war, all personnel in the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon may become the target of Morgan's attack. However, from the current point of view, Morgan does not take the employees of the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon at all.

Black Dragon Goudan, Evelin, Mufasa, Simba, Senior Beast, and Moros all gathered at the Adventurer's Guild.

They temporarily left the eternal kingdom dungeon according to Sherlock's order.

After all, the Eternal Kingdom dungeon has entered a state of urban warfare, and they have no fighting ability. Even if they do, the power of holy light like the beast is not suitable for use in public at all, at least that is what the beast himself thinks.

Everyone was silent, except for the voices of a few players who were still in the Adventurer's Guild.

"The portal is closed. If you want to go back, you have to commit suicide."

"Why are you going back to commit suicide? They are all busy defending the city. All the mission resources in Winterfell belong to us, and no one is trying to snatch them from us."

"Me too, I don't really like the kind of siege battles involving tens of thousands of people."

"But the number of people on the same screen in this game is amazing. I heard that there are tens of thousands of ogres attacking the city. The scene is so spectacular."

"Damn it, tens of thousands of ogres attacking the city together? Is it so exciting?"

"I feel like Lao Xia is dead. I don't know why I'm vaguely happy."

Evelin looked at the players who were talking with a worried expression, and her heart couldn't help but be filled with worry.

Lord Sherlock...

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