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Chapter 219 Trading, Zhou Someone's Chamber of Commerce

In Winter City, Killing Blade is leading a team to fight with monsters at the Dragon Ding Glacier.

Recently, more and more players have been on the border battlefield. When players die, they will suffer three times the penalty for falling. Everyone has chosen the monster grabbing mode instead of the mode of killing each other.

Under such circumstances, the benefits of the border battlefield cannot be highlighted.

Because there are too many players, at the same time, you will be able to kill a monster on the border battlefield with three times the experience reward, which may be better than the experience of winning in the jungle area of ​​your own server.

This is a very simple calculation principle and a helpless act.

After all, the main reason for this kind of thing is that the number of border battlefields occupied by the Huaxia region is too small, and the number of players is the largest in the world.

In addition, the recent Apocalypse has closed nearly half of the number of border battlefields, making this feeling of crowding more intense.

...

"Brother Ren, haven't you followed the president very early? Why did you have so many presidents and not played on the game? Do you know why?" asked a player who joined Fengshen Valley later.

Killing Blade smiled and said, "Do you know what you did after logging in when you didn't log in for a long time last time?"

"What?" the other four shook their heads, not understanding.

"It's about battlefield No. 6." Killing Blade seemed to remember the scene at that time.

Their team of fifty people entered the map of tens of millions of Meligan players.

Of course, their number is absolutely impossible to shake up tens of millions of players and win that explosive war.

It mainly relies on the passion of Chinese players to directly squeeze out this battlefield and gain ownership of the battlefield No. 6.

But the initiator of all this is the president of the Fengshen Valley, Wood God.

A beautiful battle, even today, is still talked about by many people.

"Hiss..."

Hearing the Killing Blade say that, the other four people took a breath of air conditioning.

"President, this is a hidden dragon in the abyss. If you don't make a sound, you'll make a splash..."

"This time, there will be something big happening if it doesn't go online for so many days, right?"

"I'm afraid, my president is so awesome."

"It's the wisest thing I have to join Fengshen Valley."

Killing Blade smiled at his four teammates and did not make any comments.

They are right, the president is awesome.

"Okay, let's finish work today! Let's continue tomorrow." Killing Blade said with a smile.

The five returned to the city and said goodbye to them.

After returning to the city, Killing Blade did not rush to go offline, but came to the blacksmith shop and prepared to strengthen his weapons.

Now he has two exactly the same 12 weapons. Without considering the loss of money, he can indeed choose to sprint once.

After all, even if it fails, he will not affect his strength.

And at this moment, a spiritualist walked quietly to the side of the Killing Blade, pressing a hoarse voice.

“Is there a deal that I’m interested?”

Killing Blade glanced at the spiritualist whose ID is [Blood Crow Eye] beside him, and asked strangely: "Are you talking to me?"

Blood Crow's Eye: "What if it is?"

Killing Blade: "…"

Why doesn't this guy even have a guild? What's the origin?

Blood Crow's Eye, such a weird name, but... I've never heard of it.

"What deal?" asked the Killing Blade out of curiosity.

"Target Current Status: Offline."

"Last offline location: Soultang Forest 1142.857."
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