Chapter 267

Yang Yuefan walked deftly and avoided the magic Rune engraved on the ground. He did not make a sound. He recalled his last time out of the field.

How many years ago was that? The dagger in the Bard's hand flashed with cold light. As a group leader of the relevant department, he knew too much.

He had to wear an explosive collar every day when he went to bed. In case of any accident, he had to make sure his head would be blown to pieces.

When he was dropped into the game specific group, Yang Yuefan's heart was jubilant. In the game, it was the first time in more than ten years that he fell asleep.

Before the game is completely broken by chaos, he will no longer have to worry about the threat of evil spirits and psychic awakeners.

In the spaceship several million kilometers away from the earth, Yang Yuefan takes time to deliver news to China every day, including chaotic worshippers with high frequency in the far south region, evil hunters who have repeatedly killed the chaos camp, and so on.

All the news that he thought was valuable was reported. In the loess area, a special department was responsible for collecting and analyzing the information from all over the world.

Some of the major news in the game world will also be passed on to Yang Yuefan for reference. For example, the newly established anti intelligence committee will clear all over the world the players who are trying to copy various modern technologies in the game.

For example, two wizard kings were shot by red cannons near the East China Sea, and nearly 300 super players almost buried the king in the sea.

At present, the loess region is consciously collecting information about the new continent, so Yang Yuefan plans to do a big job.

"I have a different opinion, master mage." Yang Yuefan's gloomy voice sounded behind master Witt, while a bright dagger was placed on the mage's neck.

In the magic tower, the mage Witt was unprepared. He never dreamed that someone could touch the tower and threaten him with a dagger!

Victor has been on the battlefield for a long time. After fighting with worms for nearly two years, he is basically used to maintaining a combination of Mage Armor and accident skills on himself.

This allows him to calmly deal with all kinds of sudden danger, to fight for a few seconds of life-saving time.

But today is not the same. When he was in the airship, he was beaten by the damned sailis, and his magic had been used.

Because he stayed in the mage tower all the time, Werther felt that he would not encounter any danger. He was a noble caster and did not need to face the threat like those barbarians.

So, Werther didn't add his own protection spell, and he was in trouble.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Wizard Witt calmly threatened: "under the great wizard King's rule, coerce a mage? Your best result is that...

Yang Yuefan, who was born in Zhongsi academy, obviously passed down Xu Yichen's way of treating prisoners.

Half of his ear fell on the console in front of the mage with blood. Yang Yuefan said in the mage's ear: "my patience is not very good. You'd better cooperate with me, or I will cut off your fingers."

"I know you have the technology to put your fingers back in, but I'll put your fingers in your mouth one by one and let you eat them." Behind the mage's back, the man holding the knife did not tremble at all. In a calm voice, he said something frightening: "I think even if you can grow your fingers again, it's not as flexible as it is now. It's a painful thing for the caster?"

"What do you want?" Master Witt endured the pain and said, seeing his own blood, he felt that things began to be difficult.

As a formal mage, Werther killed countless enemies himself, but most of them were insects and slaves. Across a distance of more than ten meters or even dozens of meters, "bang!" Their enemies become corpses in flames or frost or lightning.

At this distance, mage Werther has no resistance, especially on the basis that the attacker behind him has a certain understanding of the caster.

"It's very simple. First, untie the minds of the slaves below." Yang Yuefan made the first request, and he had a vague impression of Abraham.

It seems that the other side is the leader of the resistance organization which is very active in the new continent recently. Many players who can't get along with us play under the other side's command.

Without hesitation, master Witt slowly stretched out a hand to indicate that he did not want to resist, and slowly pasted his palm on his temple.

It was slippery at the beginning, and Witt knew it was his own blood.

The mage seemed to be lost in thought, searching for something in his mind, and then the hand pulled out forcefully. Yang Yuefan seemed to hear the sound of something being torn off.

Under the tower, the slave soldiers suddenly threw down their weapons and held their heads in their hands. They bent down in pain and screamed.

Even Abraham, who was beside the demon hunter, turned pale. He squatted down and pressed his temple with one hand. The cold sweat trickled down his forehead."You see, it's not a good thing that freedom comes so suddenly." The demon hunter watched as the swarm of insects in the distance began to regroup and move in the direction of the fortress: "this time, you have to take your people and face the fear on your own."

"Don't worry, we've been through too many of these situations. It's nothing compared with freedom." Abraham stood up straight and faced the distant swarm of insects with the sun on his back. He was fearless.

In fact, he never felt so good!

This breeze with a trace of cool, the sun is about to rise with lazy sunshine shining on the earth, the swarm of insects makes the earth vibrate slightly, even the bloody smell from the corpses in the fortress makes him intoxicated.

He felt like the first time a blind man saw light, and a newborn baby opened his eyes for the first time: "my brothers! We are free! "

Abraham stood on the wall, his back to the direction of the rising sun, his arms raised, his silver armor shining in the sun.

In front of him, the slave soldiers who were staggering and confused were looking at the surrounding environment with puzzled eyes.

These slave soldiers also have the perception and memory of the outside world when their thinking is suppressed, but they will unconditionally obey the orders from higher level personnel.

Now they are finally free, but their identity has become a runaway slave. Their former master has become an enemy. Many people's faces are full of fear.

And in the sky, the huge airship had dropped its anchor.

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