Players Please Respect Yourself

Fuck! [Junchen Tianya] went berserk: I don't accept it! It was the old man who provoked me. Could it be that if he stabbed me, it counts as me hitting the gun myself?

[The system detected that you, the player, used profane words with rare harmful elements to attack before being attacked. Since you used the spiritual power of Cthulhu at that time, the system judged that you used a skill against it. 】

Activated [taunt], and was beaten.

This is like Tang Seng asked Wukong to send him to the west, and then Wukong hit Tang Seng with a stick.

There is nothing wrong with this kind of operation of seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence!

[Junchen] A mouthful of old blood was suffocated in the chrysanthemum, and the tank almost burst.

Who knew that he clicked on the appeal button and found that the system prompted: [Since the player is an internal employee of the company, all appeals should be made through the internal appeal channel. 】

【Jun Chen】: ...

When is it useless for me to even complain?

I really want to report it, but I'm an insider!

If you report it, will you not even have to play the game in the future, woo woo woo!

【Junchen Tianya】It's a tragedy.

The first magic gun was a one-shot deal. Once every 15 minutes, in fact, it is more cost-effective to assassinate giant monsters.

[Lazy Cloud]'s magic gun is different. Before [Blood Ripper] drains her life, this fierce girl with double s and speed is helpless.

Wow ha ha ha! It's so cool! It's so cool!

With the magic gun in hand, I have it in the world!

The scarlet halo raged in all directions, and almost every shot had an undead giant about to fall. The skeleton, as hard as pig iron, was as crisp as a wafer when pierced by the magic gun, and it burst open easily.

What the hell is this Guan Yinping?

No! At least it's Lu Lingqi!

The players muttered.

[Lazy] A little sad: No, I have to get a magic weapon, otherwise what should I do if my sister looks down upon me?

In the distance, [Guide of Light] watched the two magic guns raging on the front line, his right eyelid twitched wildly: Well, can you stop letting the crab people use magic weapons...

Sure! Give me ten dozen of powerful holy artifacts like that. Wang Hao said nonchalantly, I'm also very happy to see that you have a way to purify those magical artifacts into holy artifacts. After all, magical artifacts are very troublesome.

A mouthful of old blood was choking in Ah Guang's throat, as if he was choking: Did he really treat the holy artifact as a Chinese cabbage?

Suddenly he stopped talking.

Paladins are notoriously poor.

Throughout the ages, all the sacred objects of the sacred department must have their special origins, just because it's okay, who would spend a lot of effort to create sacred weapons for you poor ghosts?

Iron mines don’t cost money?

Enchanting doesn't cost money?

How can sacred things be so easy to get?

Unless it's a god-level blacksmith whose family members died at the hands of the undead, demons, etc., and wanted revenge. Or he was saved by a paladin, and in order to repay his kindness, he made those awesome holy weapons whose reputation spanned across parallel worlds.

On the battlefield, the entire front is like chopping melons and vegetables, and the battle losses are probably 20 to 80 percent.

Don't get me wrong, it's the Undead Legion beating the Abyss Legion.

There is no way, the opposite is at worst undead giants with a height of three or four meters. In addition to the more than 3,000 elite players of the national server who can fight back and forth with the opponent, and even have a slight upper hand, the other fronts are only okay with more than 500 players on the American server. As for the others, they are all cannon fodder.

The only meaning of their existence is to keep going up, using their lives to resist the advance of the enemy's undead monsters, and to provide a barrier for the long-range attacks of the crab army scattered behind.

The cannon installed on the back of an adult shield crab is not a giant cannon either.

After continuous improvement by black technology players, even if tnt gunpowder has not yet been produced, the power of the cannon itself is very close to the end of the 19th century, probably similar to the 1861 version of the Parrot gun, with a range of about 2 kilometers.

In the end, it was this [Humen] type field gun that Wang Hao decided to purchase from players in large quantities with experience and meritorious service.

The gunpowder is not enough, but the accessories such as muzzle brake are all available.

At present, less than one tenth of the blacksmiths in Abyss City are responsible for the production of swords and swords. Even if they do, they are mass-produced goods produced by moulding, pouring molten iron in large quantities. The quality is definitely worse than manual piece-by-piece building, but the quantity is better than enough. It can satisfy all kinds of waves of sand sculpture players.

All the other blacksmiths, whether gray dwarves or humans, have switched to making cannon parts.

Of course, as the boss of a modern time traveler, Wang Hao will definitely not be completely obsessed with giant ship cannons. With the current technology of Abyss City, it is impossible to play at all.

After all, those players are fanatical military fans, not real military industry bosses, let alone chemists.

So in addition to cannons, mortars are the most built.

After all, mortars can be traced back to 1342 AD.

At that time, the Spanish army besieged the city of Alihekiras, which was entrenched by the Arabs. The Arabs set up short horn tubes on the battlements, with the mouths of the tubes raised high and facing out of the city.

Put a pack of black powder from the mouth of the barrel, and then put in an iron ball, ignite the powder and shoot at the Spanish soldiers outside the city. This primitive artillery called [Modefa] can be said to be the embryonic form of modern mortars.

Taking this as an example, using black powder ground with saltpeter, the technology of the abyss version of the mortar is quite mature... no wonder.

Boom! A few sand sculpture players misoperated and blew up the mortar position on a shield crab. You know, for the sake of convenience, the back of each adult shield crab, which is ten meters wide and five or six meters long, is usually reinforced into a platform paved with iron plates.

Then the sand sculpture players casually toss on it.

Basically, apart from the fact that the war function is the same, no two crabs have the same decoration, and they all have the same parade floats.

Among Liu Yuechan's group of disabled Naga players, ten of them are busy dealing with the players' uncivilized decorations every day. And players will play dirty.

Just like that bitch [Freedom Blue Bird], there was nothing wrong with the picture when it was sent for trial.

When his shield crab was made, it became a statue of [Giant Sun God], with the inscriptions [Wan Shou Wu Boundless] and [Strong Unlimited], horizontally written [Switch freely].

Liu Yuechan banned him for 24 hours and posted an announcement on the forum.

As a result, more sand sculptures followed suit, and Miss Mermaid was half dead with anger.

The degree of freedom in this 'game' is too high, and it can't stop the players from secretly dying.

Apologize this time, dare to do it next time.

Liu Yuechan and the others once had high blood pressure and needed antihypertensive medicine.

Today, their blood pressure has been stable.

right! I was so angry that my blood pressure was stable at 0.

Wang Hao didn't see it, the sand sculptures belong to the sand sculptures, these guys can wear out energy consumption.

Don't look at the front line of the scorpion army pushing forward a full kilometer, the first one who can't stand it is the dead scorpion.

Amidst the continuous explosion of artillery, figures with thick black and evil aura lingering on their bodies appeared on the front line.

These guys can fly cannonballs!