Online Game Dungeon Master

Deep in the snow-covered mountains, in a valley where light never reaches, there is an abandoned mine.

1,000 Maurya players were dormant in the darkness cast by the cliff above their heads, motionless, waiting, looking at the cave entrance quietly.

Ashoka's silent lips suddenly moved, and he said, "The Skeleton King has been killed."

The player's tense face suddenly relaxed, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took a breath, drew out his sword, raised his shield, and realized that the battle was about to begin.

"This is a battle destined to go down in history, the prelude to the Maurya Dynasty's competition for the world's strongest guild." Ashoka looked down from above, riding a white war bear that was 5 meters tall, and even the brave ogre warriors would tremble at his feet.

Snowflakes were blown into the depths of the cave in the whistling sound of the north wind. There were rustling footsteps in the dead silence. In the darkness, weapons infused with energy emitted a striking brilliance. Ashoka frowned. They were too slow. It took them 30 minutes to return to the surface.

"President, the hunters and priests are ready. We can attack at any time."

Several elders of the guild replied respectfully.

A strange voice suddenly sounded, and Ashoka's face changed: "Wait, I think something is wrong!" Then he raised his head.

A humming sound came faintly from the white world, like a low thunder. When Ashoka found out what it was, it was too late.

Avalanche, a terrifying tsunami pouring down from the fortress, like the anger of a dragon, ruthlessly descended on their heads. This avalanche was too powerful and too wide. Unless it was a teleportation scroll, no one could be safe.

Who could do such a thing under the eyes of the fortress? Ashoka felt a little cold in his heart. When did they find out about those damn underground forces? Was it leaked by the players, or

The Great Maurya Dynasty had no intention of giving up. Facing the fierce avalanche, the leading veteran player waved his hand and immediately organized the players to hide behind the rocks.

Then the mage came out and quickly arranged a simple defensive barrier, hoping to reduce the losses in this way.

More than a hundred meters away from them, a soft voice said in a low voice: "The reaction is quite fast."

"There will always be people who react when there are many people." Shen Xuan smiled, looked back at the players who were still half-blood, and continued to watch the sudden change outside.

All the players forgot about the 20 players in the abandoned mine tunnel, desperately resisting the power of the avalanche and lingering.

53 points/second damage, lasting 60 seconds, although not enough to kill any player who has reached level 50, but the insignificance in the face of the avalanche made everyone feel desperate.

"Lord Brahma, bless me!"

"Lord Shiva, help me!"

The players of the Maurya Dynasty prayed to the gods they believed in, and even Ashoka could not control the situation.

"Don't panic!" Ashoka raised the flail in his hand and shouted loudly. He regretted bringing players instead of NPCs. Although the NPCs were low-level, they were easy to command. At least they would not be so chaotic in this situation. As he spoke, the soothing effect of the aura of perseverance slowly spread to all places within a range of 200 meters. The players shrouded in the power of tranquility suddenly found that their restless bodies gradually calmed down.

The Maurya Dynasty quickly recovered from the avalanche. Although there were no casualties, the magic value of the rune priest was consumed. Ashoka understood that this was caused by the underground forces. He was angry and annoyed, and immediately organized a counterattack.

In the far north world where the moonlight flowed, a war in the dwarf kingdom began.

Two kilometers away from the Great Peacock Dynasty is the elite of the CRY Guild - the Weepers, a legion of crazy demons burning with red and black flames, with an average level of 30. When 1,000 crazy demons charge down from the top of the mountain, it is really an unforgettable nightmare.

"Lord, when can we go out!" Several players who can't stand the loneliness asked, looking at the fierce battle outside, they have an impulse to try.

"You must restore your health to full anyway." Shen Xuan stared at several players meaningfully, and the players' faces suddenly turned red and white, realizing that it was not appropriate for them to go out now, so they could only wait quietly.

"Miss Xiao, you command the magician to set up a few magic traps, and everyone retreat a little." Shen Xuan said again.

"You have a lot of things to do." Miss Xiao nodded, but in the end she still chanted magic to set up a few magic traps.

"Lord, is it possible that the Great Peacock Dynasty will break through here next?" Several players keenly grasped the key to the problem and asked questions.

Shen Xuan replied: "Yes, no matter from which aspect, the abandoned mine tunnel is the best hiding place. The defense here is the weakest and the terrain is complex. As long as we hold on here, we can hold on until the army of the Great Fortress arrives."

"We can't let them pass through here!" The player clenched his fist and said. Several players hurriedly stood up, ignoring the scars on their bodies.

Shen Xuan immediately said: "Don't worry, everyone, the Great Maurya Dynasty will not be able to hold on in a few minutes. As much as you can recover during this period, count as much as you can."

Players ranked within 10,000 in WTP are not afraid of these ordinary players. Even the PK skills of lord-type players are not very bad. They are confident that they can block this group of dwarves, or even wipe them out. Aren't players creating miracles?

The underground forces relied on ambushes to seize the opportunity. After all, this was the territory of the Great Maurya Dynasty. Once the battle lasted for too long, it would alert the patrols of the fortress. Therefore, shortly after the madman charged, devilyacry immediately let dozens of lord players from their guild With the army advancing layer by layer, they wanted to surround the people of the Great Maurya Dynasty deep in the valley.

At this time, the three leaders of the Zhutian Guild, another major underground force, were on their way to the northern mountain tribes. Groups of barbarians who were not afraid of the severe cold crossed the ice fields and frozen soil, heading towards the bright world of barbarians. The purpose was just To start a war.

Ashoka quickly noticed that if this situation continued, all 1,000 people would be sacrificed. The adventurer players were fine, but if the lord players were killed, their huge power would shrink.

That must never happen.

Ashoka swore in his heart, took a deep breath and looked around. Seeing 1,000 players completely surrounded, he ordered: "Let's break out of the cave!"

Several elders immediately realized that breaking out was the best option. There were only 20 red-blooded players in the cave. Could it be that they could still be wiped out?

"Everyone, cheer up, there are many players in the top 10,000 of WTP in the cave, Little Chicken, Clover... You may have worshiped these aloof gods, but gods will also fall, and today our Great Maurya Dynasty will To complete this impossible mission!"

"Are we gods?" Shen Xuan smiled slightly after hearing this. If they are gods, then these mortals should tremble in front of gods. Even the weakest gods are also supreme and inviolable, so let them taste the offending gods. consequences.

100 level 60 players spontaneously gathered to form a vanguard. Thieves and hunters used tracking techniques to target several players.

"We don't need to use any tricks." Ashoka encouraged, "We are the most powerful guild in the world. Break through this place and bankrupt the conspiracy of the underground forces! Thank you!"

"Let's do it!" Shen Xuan saw the right moment, and several mage players hurriedly took a few steps back, using true vision to observe the actions of the Great Maurya Dynasty.

"There are malicious magic fluctuations!" the rune priest of the Great Maurya Dynasty warned the players around him.

But it was already too late. When these 100 players disappeared into the darkness, a crisp sound broke out from the dead silence. Then, with a bang, there were several shrill screams, and thick smoke spread in all directions. Finally, It burst out of the hole and turned into a blazing fire, covering everything that could be covered, engulfing 100 players.

Ashoka's face instantly turned livid.

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