MTL - Players Please Respect Yourself-v2 Chapter 687 final battlefield
Chapter 687 The Last Battlefield
When people are in Shenma, the memories of the past will flash like a revolving lantern?
may be when the legend is about to die.
can also be now.
A creature like human, only for a short period of time will feel that he can do everything, and there are infinite possibilities. This kind of "big infinity" time is likely to be a short period of time after graduating from college and leaving the society, or it may not have come at all.
Even if you have achieved nothing in these years, you can be:
Procrastination Master!
Compromise genius!
Salted Fish Elite!
against legends!
Night supper takeaway taster!
Return to Early Sleep Artists!
'No Matter' Lifetime Achievement Award!
'Let's talk about it' exclusive spokesperson!
Stay up all night and lose hair, the strongest king of national clothes!
Failed to lose weight, ambassador for Greater China!
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Whether the family is wealthy or the money is shy, people will quickly form their own circle of life.
Then he couldn't get out of his own circle.
With the increase of age, the possibility of a person is gradually erased.
This is why online games are so popular, as long as the word [Internet] is added to the front of the game, it is not a game, but another life in another world.
To be fair, the guys who can mix into the elite of the players are the kind of players who work very hard.
After all, in "Land Forsaken by God", the local tyrants are the most useless, and the prerequisite for a good time here is the liver.
When they heard the conditions of Lord System, their first reaction was disbelief, and then they gradually accepted the reality, and finally it was time to make a choice.
Some people will crush their inner hero dream again because of the constraints in reality.
But more people will choose to... become a real hero!
In Wang Hao's spiritual vision, beams of light of different colors lit up in front of the battlefield. They represent a variety of attributes and powers, and the only thing in common is that they belong to the Abyss Legion.
At least in this battle.
The corners of Wang Hao's mouth twisted upwards, although he had a mask to cover it up, but very miraculously, Rachel could sense it.
"You are very happy?"
"A little bit!"
"why?"
Standing on the fortress of the final line of defense, Wang Hao pointed into the distance. The sound of cannons rumbled in the ears, and the dark clouds rolled in the sky. The loud screams of killing were clearly audible even three kilometers away.
"Do you know the meaning of this war?"
Rachel froze for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "If it was before, I would say, this is for justice and the goodness of the world."
"now what?"
Rachel stared at the back, where there was a portal to the 'safe' plane hanging on the Wall of Sighs. On the opposite side of the door, there were her subordinates and civilians who migrated from the Valley of the Tides.
"My subordinates asked me this question, and I was confused. I once thought that I already had the answer. But seeing your Abyss Legion, I thought my answer was ridiculous."
"Ridiculous?" Surrounded by his own people, Wang Hao opened his visor and raised his brows.
"Yes! Don't you think it's unfair? Everyone is on the same battlefield, we only have one life, but the soldiers of the abyss have infinite opportunities to make mistakes, and can even use their lives to play tricks. So I think my answer is long gone. meaningful."
Looking at the red warning words on the retina, Wang Hao shook his head with a wry smile: "How can such a cheap thing happen! This is the arena of the end of the battle, and there is no room for blasphemy."
The thick clouds in the sky are still rolling. Without the perception of more than 300 points, it is impossible to perceive the changes in this small world.
The space barrier began to thicken. This was not a one-sided operation, but the result of joint efforts by both parties. The god-level power beyond the imagination of mortals is completely solidifying this battlefield, connecting the space where the guardians and anti-kings are located.
All players who connected to the Wall of Sighs also received a prompt from the system, ostensibly saying "due to the game load is too high, there may be network delays".
In fact, due to the different flow of time, each player has undergone a soul torture:
【You...are you willing to pay part of your life and soul to join this war? 】
Most players, thinking this is just a game, sneered and despised the problem. No matter what they choose, the system has already made the decision for them - they will be sent to a mirror world that is synchronized with this place.
Although their every move will follow the footsteps of the Wall of Sighs campaign where the overworld is located, they will have nothing to lose, the 'game' is really just a game.
In this real wall of sighs, the combat power of these players will be greatly weakened.
A guy who has not put his soul and life into this world is not qualified to stand on this earth.
A small number of players have made their decisions. Even if they are not qualified to be promoted to heroes, they still choose to devote their lives and souls to this war after they understand the price they may pay.
"Eight thousand elites! That's a lot!"
Originally, Wang Hao thought that this number would be even less.
What if there are hundreds of thousands of players?
Do you have to work hard in reality to play games?
What a joke! ?
Wang Hao couldn't even imagine what kind of losses he would suffer in that broken game company in the Great Heaven Dynasty after these 8,000 people were really unpredictable.
He pouted and laughed at himself: "Forget it, the boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge."
"Boom--"
The whole world suddenly made a strange sound.
This is not the truest expression of that voice, it is just an onomatopoeia.
However, the entire Wall of Sighs world seemed to stagnate after this sound.
All the monsters, all the guardian soldiers, were immobilized at the same time.
They still have thoughts, they can breathe, but they cannot move.
In this strange atmosphere, the voices of the commanders of the two sides were conveyed to every soul in their respective camps.
Wang Hao cleared his throat, and his voice began to sound.
"Guardians, from this moment onwards, the Atlanteans who can be resurrected indefinitely will cease to exist. Everyone is standing on the same starting line. There is only one life left."
"Maybe you may want to ask, in the face of such a terrifying group of monsters, everyone will die, right?"
"My answer is - yes!"
"I don't want Acura to say anything. For the sake of justice, everyone must stand up and die heroically!"
"If we die both horizontally and vertically, whether it's a humble escape under the claws of a monster, or a heroic stab in the chest during a fight, and ultimately we're going to die, doesn't that mean our lives become meaningless?"
"Perhaps, you are right!"
"It makes no sense!"
"No matter what dreams or hopes you have, no matter how happy or **** you have been in life, no matter if your body is torn to shreds or you stop breathing in a hospital bed when you are 100 years old, life is the same. "
"People always die!"
"But is life meaningless?"
"If we say that, the death that we may usher in, is it meaningless for our comrades who have already died?"
"No—"
"Only we can give meaning to those who have died!"
"Only those of us who are alive can remember those brave victims! Those sad victims!"
"Maybe we will sacrifice today, but we will entrust the meaning of life to our surviving comrades, our lovers, our relatives, and all who are alive!"
"This is the only way for us who are standing here at this moment--the only way to break free from this cruel [Land Abandoned by Gods]-"
"Soldiers - get angry -"
"Soldiers - shout out -"
"Soldiers -- let's fight --"
Well, here's a tribute to Captain Erwin.
(end of this chapter)
