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Chapter 113 108: It's Too Bitter [Wan Geng 2/3](2/2)

They have entered the game, in a dark and depressed resistance team. Some resistance teams are even still experiencing battles with the Fire Tribe.

Once these players arrived, they were sent to resurrection before they could react.

Fortunately, they have less upgrade experience now. Otherwise, if they die once, the current upgrade experience will be doubled. After a while, I don’t know how much it will be...

Players in the resistance teams who have not experienced war are not having an easy time either.

What these guys are doing is resisting the Fire Tribe, the overlord of the wilderness. They will not take the initiative to raise the weak and bring a group of beings weaker than the tusk pigs in the wilderness to fight with the Fire Tribe.

Isn't this just asking for trouble for yourself?

Therefore, a large number of players became homeless as soon as they arrived.

Some resistance teams, seeing that they could still be resurrected and unable to completely eliminate the players, directly moved out of their strongholds...

The players are left staring at the empty stronghold in a daze...

"No, didn't you ask me to cut up the animal meat?"

"I cried so much that I spent two days watching how to cut pork and fish..."



Of course, with such a huge base, there are also players who remain in the rebel team...

It’s just that their lives…

Not even as good as those livestock raised in captivity...

It's not that they don't teach them the skills, it's just that the simplest fire breathing method requires prefix attribute requirements. For them, it's simply an astronomical number!

Unable to practice and without fighting power, their fate will be to be alienated or even abandoned...

In addition to these novice players, some internal beta players have found places to gain experience.

When they encountered the Fire Tribe's invasion, they revealed the iron pieces in their backpacks that were used to cut meat for the Fire Tribe.

Then they took them back to the Fire Tribe and became a "slave butcher..." who was in a state of cutting flesh 24 hours a day.

As for rest?

Doesn't exist.

If you dare to squint your eyes and rest, the minions and overseers of the Great Territory Lord will resurrect you and restore your physical strength.

After all, among the Fire Tribe, there is a saying that the chosen ones will return to their full glory after resurrection...

So far, due to these reasons, the forum has been filled with a large number of reporting or insulting posts.

Every second it refreshes, a large number of new posts can appear...

This makes players who are still waiting and watching and have not entered the game for the first time be stunned. Is it possible that this is not a game about becoming stronger, but a game for experiencing being oppressed?

Otherwise, why would the forum be full of posts filled with complaints and curses?



Southland, No. 66.

After four thumps.

The sound disappears.

But there was no movement among the players because a powerful pressure came.

It is difficult for them to kneel on the ground and breathe...

Not far away, a monster like a hill was slowly walking towards them...

The monsters are armed with huge weapons, arranged neatly and in uniform steps, and are approaching the players.

Not just the front!

There are strange movements coming from all directions!

The ground surged, and nearly a hundred giants five meters tall suddenly emerged. They were holding black-brown bone sticks, kneeling on the ground, and looking piously towards the direction of the castle!

The dull thumping sound came again!

I saw a group of huge giants over ten meters tall, surrounding the giants at No. 66 in the Southern Territory.

They looked fierce, and the bone sticks in their hands smelled fishy!

And the oppressive atmosphere that the players feel comes from above!

Walking up to the players, they all faced the castle and knelt on the ground!

The players surrounded inside can even hear the heavy breathing of these giants...

Buzz~

An unknown wave came.

Some players secretly looked up, only to realize that the area above their heads had already been occupied by these giants standing in the void!

The giant in the sky knelt down in the sky, facing the castle with a pious expression.

The players who were surrounded in the middle swallowed hard. They still didn't know what happened...

It just feels like this game is so real!

This real, oppressive feeling that made them breathless was something they had never seen before!

clatter…

Suddenly, a sudden sound of footsteps came...

No coercion, no oppression.

After the sound of footsteps came, the players felt relaxed. Just as they were about to take a breath, a stronger pressure came directly from them.

This coercion seemed to imprison them, and they could only remain kneeling and unable to move!

The player Qing Teng, who was still kneeling, was suddenly startled. It seemed a little familiar...

A figure shrouded in mist suddenly appeared. In an instant, the heaven and earth shook, and the giants shouted:

"My lord!"
Chapter completed!
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