Chapter 350 Mysterious Man

After hearing Rayley's words, Huang Sha couldn't help but take out the jade pendant and looked at it. He didn't expect Huang Xiaoyu to give him something like him. He had no relatives in the game and could not have the prayers sent by his mother every day like Rayley. But at this moment, he had the prayers of his beloved girl. If Huang Xiaoyu could really pray to him once a day, persisting for fifty years, nearly 20,000 days and nights, regardless of wind and rain, it would be a girl's lifelong blessing, and all her beautiful youth was consumed on Huang Sha.

The red girl guards the empty building under the moon. The windows of the building are rusted. The old voices and lingers are all bloody songs. The moon is gone. At this time, the sound of Rayleigh singing sounded, as if depicting a scene in the distance. A beautiful girl is waiting in the empty building under the moon. The windows are rusted, but the red girl is still waiting there. The clips in her memory are about a person called Blood Song. After one song is gone, the moon has fallen, and the person seems to be thinner.

Huangsha touched the jade pendant and began to ponder. This was destined to be a sleepless night. Even if he got off the line, he still thought of the jade pendant in his mind. It seemed like just a dream.

The next day, Huangsha and Xiaozui had breakfast and immediately returned to the game. As soon as they entered the game, Huangsha immediately took out the jade pendant. Suddenly, all his attributes increased by 1. At that moment, Huangsha's excitement was unparalleled.

Huang Xiaoyu prayed for him for the first time a girl prayed for him

From now on, every day, there is a girl praying for him in a distance, in a place invisible to the yellow sand, in an inconspicuous corner of the mainland, she would rather give up her combat power and pray for him.

Look, a girl's blessing makes you so shameless. At this time, Yu Piaotianxia noticed the strangeness of Huangsha, immediately patted his shoulder, shook his head, and said disdainfully: Back then, when my brother was competing, thousands of girls shouted for me, I was not moved, I am the realm

I can only support you with thousands of yellow sands. He retorted without hesitation, turned his head to look at the few people, waved his arms, and shouted with great enthusiasm: Let's go, do the epic mission

Next, the seven people rushed to the target location again. After three days in a row, they finally arrived at the ruined area. The ruined walls stood in the swamp, flooded by sewage, and only the upper part was exposed. The stone pillars and stone houses had heavy traces of time. I don’t know how many thousands of years had been washed by the rain. Seven people in yellow sand were rafts and walked through these buildings, like passers-by in history. Soon, the little spider heard news and found an altar-like place. Several people rushed over and immediately saw a high platform. The platform was trapezoid with steps on all sides. The top floor was flat and square. There was a stone table in the center, and there was a tall stone pillar standing at each corner, which looked simple and mysterious.

The seven people leaned the raft towards one of the steps, walked up the stone steps, walked to the platform on the top floor, and walked to the stone table. This was very likely the altar. Huangsha looked around the few people, took a deep breath, took out the wild scepter, and slowly placed it on the stone platform.

The next moment, everyone received a system prompt:

System prompt: You and your team will be teleported to the mission scenario of the last battle of the Epic Mission of the Wild Civilization. Please note that the communication system cannot be used in this mission scenario. Countdown 10, 9, 8

The communication system was unable to use in this task scenario, whether sending messages or paging, it was useless. This surprised the few people a little, but it was still within the acceptance range. Soon, ten seconds passed, and the seven people suddenly disappeared from the altar and teleported to the task scenario.

The remains of the desert have returned to the tranquility of the past. A gust of wind blows, ripples on the swamp, like an eternal scene.

Just then, just as the seven people disappeared, the air in a corner of the altar fluctuated without warning, and then a figure appeared. This was a middle-aged man, in his forties, holding a fan in his hand, slapping leisurely, gentle and elegant, calm and unhurried, as if all the changes in the world were under his control. He stared at the direction where the seven people in Huangsha disappeared, shook their heads slightly, and said softly: It's really disappointing to wait for so long to come.

After saying that, he fanned his fan and walked to the altar. When he turned his wrist, a black crown appeared. The crown was carved with some complicated patterns, exactly the same as the pattern on the wild stick of yellow sand. The middle-aged man placed the crown on the altar and next to the wild stick. Ten seconds later, he disappeared from the spot.

The remains of the desert finally became quiet, and truly quiet. Just like the countless years before, there were only two more things on the altar that had been washed away by time for countless years, a scepter and a crown, which were arranged together and placed in this vast swamp.

At this time, the seven Huangsha people appeared in a barren mountain. The sky was filled with strange blood red, as if blood was flowing. The air was filled with a faint smoke of gunpowder, mixed with a burning smell. There were some weeds on the ground. A gust of wind blew, making it even more desolate. The whole environment was like a scene like a doomsday dusk. The seven Huangsha people stood on the top of the mountain. Looking up, they saw that the wild smoke and weeds seemed to be without any people.

At this time, Gu Yu seemed to have discovered something, sucked his nose hard, then looked around for a few people, and said solemnly: There is a faint smell of blood, the wind blows from the West, what should have happened in the West, let's go and take a look

Gu Yu stayed in the army before refrigerating. He had special training and felt that the smell of blood should not be wrong. Several people nodded and walked down the barren mountain toward the west.

At this time, the mysterious middle-aged man walked out from behind a stone. He looked at the direction where the Huangsha seven people were going, fanned the fan, pondered for a while, then retracted the fan, turned around and walked towards the east, and walked contrary to the Huangsha seven people, and soon disappeared into the distance, as if he had never appeared.

The seven people of Huangsha kept walking to the west, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger. In the end, not only lonely rain, but also everyone smelled the bloody smell. The smell of blood and gun smoke filled the sky, and it suddenly seemed extremely desolate.

Finally, a field appeared at the end of the sight of several people, and the smell of blood reached an extremely strong point. The yellow sand had the best vision. At this time, I immediately saw many corpses, including people and war beasts. Among them, the corpses of those people were wearing red and black armors. The corpses of the red armor were obviously more than those of the black armors. There were various weapons on the ground, including spears, swords, swords, etc. Occasionally, some broken chariots were burning on them, and thick black smoke was emitted. Some scattered broken flags were inserted obliquely on the ground. A gust of wind blew, and the flags fluttered weakly, telling the tragic nature of the war.

Huangsha paid attention to the flags. There were four sides of the flags, three of which were red. The patterns on the three flags were all the same, embroidered with a white sickle, with three five-pointed stars under the sickle, and the remaining flag was black with a skull embroidered on it.

It can be seen from the flag and the corpses on the ground that in this battle, the soldiers of the red flag and the red armor occupied the absolute weakness, while the soldiers of the black flag and the black armor took the upper hand. Now, both sides retreated, and it seemed that what happened not long ago. Even the corpses on the ground had not had time to clean up, and they were abandoned in the wilderness.

The few people speeded up and came to the battlefield. Suddenly, those tragic scenes clearly came into the eyes of the people. The broken limbs and arms were everywhere, and the brain and intestines were sprinkled all over the floor. The little mirror took a look and quickly closed his eyes, threw himself into Huangsha's arms, grabbed his clothes tightly, and did not dare to look at them again.

Huangsha touched the head of the little mirror, comforted her for a while, and continued to observe the battlefield carefully with the rest of the people. Huangsha had become accustomed to such a scene. More than a year ago, in the forest in the western suburbs of Longyan City, Huangsha personally killed the two thousand players gathered by Jin Shengmin, and it was almost the same scene at that time.

After a careful observation, Huangsha found that the appearance of these corpses were roughly the same, with the unique sharp ears of the elves. They should be a branch of the elves. The two of them should be of the same race, but somehow a civil war broke out.

I just estimated that there were about 13,000 human-shaped corpses here, of which 3,000 were black armor and 10,000 were red armor. Judging from the distribution of corpses, the red corpses came from the west, while the black corpses came from the east. The two sides should have been cavalry first, and then infantry Gu Yu inspected them and said to the six people.

Then should we go east or west? Rayleigh touched his chin and asked, now the west side is likely to be defeated, but the east side is likely to win. This epic task does not specify how to do it, everything depends on the choice of the seven people.

Go east, the black armored people in the east won. At this time, the little mirror buried his head in Huangsha's arms and said without looking back.

Not necessarily Huangsha touched the head of the little mirror and said: This is just a superficial phenomenon of this battle, and it is difficult to see the overall strength in a battle. If the red armored troops have 20,000 people and the black armored troops have only 3,000 people, then this battle is equivalent to the black armored troops being completely wiped out and no longer exists. Although the red troops die a lot, their troops have more people and can afford it.
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