Chapter 837

Just as Xu Yichen began to count money and began to work out a set of collection plans, his old friend, Lieutenant Conrad vasilevsky, was pounding himself on the forehead because of poverty.

As an abyss blood, Lieutenant Conrad has a unique contribution point system, which is the system of abyss blood. It seems that it was specially developed by the abyss lords in order to facilitate the development in the main material world.

But this is not the most weird place. The most weird thing is that the number of points in the contribution point system must be obtained by killing chaos. It looks neither abyss nor demon, nor evil.

In the wangxiangcheng war, Conrad and his men dried up a lot of chaotic demons through the new China war, and got a large number of abyss contribution points, so that all of them were replaced by abyssal blood.

Although the level is not as high as Conrad, it still makes these veterans of the eastern front greatly increase their strength, and more importantly, make them more adapt to the current environment.

Conrad exchanged all his remaining contribution points for a one-way portal from the main material plane to the abyss plane. Although this made the devil who signed the contract with him very unhappy, Conrad said that whatever it was, he would bite me if he was not happy.

Yes, Conrad thinks that Yuannan will soon be ruled by a steady stream of celestines, Song people or Xinhua Xia people, whatever they want. Anyway, they are all from the East, so he plans to take his men to another place to develop as soon as possible.

Thankfully, there is magic in the world, which can make them cross the world in a second. This is Conrad's first idea when he comes to the abyss. Then he is attracted by the strong smell of sulfur and blood.

It was the taste of war, and the land under his feet seemed to be paved with the flesh and blood of some living creature, and there was no grass.

Not far away, several active volcanoes are ejecting smoke and lava. All kinds of strange monsters in the sky tangle together and fight with each other. The war situation on the ground is more intense. Looking at it, thousands of non-human creatures collide with each other like waves.

That's what happened! Conrad could not help embracing the world with open arms.

But the next second he was called back to reality by a nightmare cry: "ula! Crush those odds and ends

Conrad and his men's first reaction was to lie down and grope for the nonexistent rifle.

The familiar roar of war, and the strong smell of alcohol whistling past him, make Conrad never admit that he is a group of booze drunkards with little head!

Since Conrad entered the game, there has been no Mao Federation player, nor has Xu Yichen.

Even though the war propaganda of Wangxiang city has even been heard by Ganges people, none of the players from the maofederation show up. This is a very abnormal thing.

Now Conrad knows where the mad men of the Maoist Federation have gone. They have entered the lower plane at the beginning of the game!

In the whole colonial fleet, those infiltrated by the five hooligans had their own tricks, just like the sieve.

In the largest colonial spaceship, the Xinhua hidden an agent who could be offline freely and keep in touch with the earth, while Meidi sent the largest number of intelligence personnel to mix with the players.

The EU has left several Reserved commanders with additional system interfaces to communicate with the outside world. The alliance of Africans has not shown any difference due to its technical strength.

But it's certain that they didn't play with the dirty Fur Federation. This group of maozi directly changed their own side of the player's life support module into a special one, which was different from other players from the login interface.

When they first set up characters, they can choose a unique talent [demon ally] and come directly to the lower levels.

That talent is a racial reward for the maofederation players to complete a super epic mission in their homeland, making them strategic partners with the devil camp.

These days, everyone's life is not easy, whether it is the maofederans of the main material world, or the demons of the lower level.

The players of the Maoist Federation had to cooperate with the kingdom of kisriff to fight an endless war against countless green skins on the long and cold border, and the demons were forced by chaos to join hands with the abyss demons to ensure their survival.

God knows how many years the war between them has been fought. Before chaos, the bloodiest battlefield in the world is the bloody battlefield at the junction of hell and abyss. Sometimes even the gods will send a separate body to play stimulation.

Now, the bloody battlefield has become the front line of fighting chaos.

"Ha! A few devil cubs In front of Conrad, a man with bare arms and thick chest hair was a head taller than Conrad.

These Maoists have just cut down a lot of strange things in front of Conrad, and the blood on the weapons is still running out.

"I also smell a familiar smell from them." Another big man, dressed in black armor and red all over his body, pushed over with exaggerated expression, as if he really smelled something: "well, yes, a familiar smell.""Like a dead mouse?" I don't know who in the crowd asked, a group of hairy big men burst into laughter: "really, stink!"

"Ha ha, that's right. It's the poor rats of the local army!" The big man in black armor reached out and grabbed Conrad's hand and pulled him up from the ground. "Welcome to hell, rats!"

Conrad looked around and pessimistically found that the scum of the Maoist Federation was not only large in number, but also well-equipped. The exquisite armor and weapons with magical brilliance reflected several EU local army players like beggars.

What's more, these people are obviously the commanders of a demon army. Hundreds of demons in standard armor are watching the scene nearby.

Conrad felt that he might as well stay in the far south colony and wait for the Syrians to drive him out of the sea, at least in terms of reputation.

"You bastards, do you want to play?" Conrad choked his neck and did not lose the battle: "Laozi and Stalin soldiers have dealt with each other, who would like to die first?"

A group of maozi players immediately laughed again, and the red skin soldier wearing black armor couldn't breathe: "come on, don't tease him. Brothers, we still have work to finish."

"Here's a piece of advice, little mouse. You don't want to die so fast. You'd better find our quartermaster to buy some reliable equipment. Your shabby face looks like a little devil." The soldiers still remember to remind Conrad: "the price is a little expensive, have a psychological preparation."

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