The Super Universe Leveling Game

0The scale of war gradually shifted to the human camp, but this was the view of the lower-class players, and the major forces were far less optimistic.    2

    

Dwarf King had yet to make a move, and the Treasure Hall had always been elusive. Anyone with their ears would know that the Treasure Hall would never allow the human camp to win this war so easily. Although it wasn't an easy battle for the human army.    

    

Also, the dwarves who had split up to deal with the other three camps were still there. They were not dead, and once they returned, there would be many unknown variables in the war. If that group of dwarves returned, the major forces would be almost certain. Half of those fence-sitters would run away.    

    

"Archers, archers, suppress them. Don't let the musketeers charge up"    

    

The Independent Man players were after all the Independent Man players, and they had quite a number of them. However, if they couldn't unify them, they wouldn't be able to unleash their full power. They could only watch as the musketeers approached. Dense rays of light shot over like raindrops. The hunter, the Thief, and the Assassin didn't even have the chance to escape. They fell in droves.    

    

"Reverend, where is the Reverend? Help!" Warrior shouted. Some of the wild Reverend had died, so they could only seek help from other Reverend. Although they still had Red Drug, many of Warrior's weapons were two-handed weapons. They simply did not have the time to drink medicine.    

    

"F * ck, don't run! You're Warrior, what should I do if you run away? F * ck you!" The defensive barrier that the demonic Mage hurriedly took out was instantly broken by the dwarf warrior. An axe blade flashed past, and the demonic Mage was instantly killed.    

    

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The war was very cruel. The human race had a lot of people, and it seemed like the Dwarf army was being suppressed. If one were to carefully reduce the size of the battle to a smaller scale, they would find that the players who fell were all players. The number of Dwarves that died was far less than the number of players.    

    

The second city was not too far from the battlefield. Standing on top of the city wall, with the help of the magic telescope, they could clearly see the battlefield. The pockmarks on their faces could be clearly seen.    

    

"Senior, the experience points are really easy to get." low-grade Wushi hurriedly ran up to the city wall. His hands were itching, and he brought some experts with him to catch the autumn wind. In just a short one hour, he had obtained more than thirty thousand battle merit points. One should know that in the past, he had struggled for a few weeks in the human race, but he hadn't obtained so many Battle Achievement Value.    

    

Because he had avoided the experts of the human race, he had aimed at those fence-sitters. Not a single one of the people he had brought back had returned. Every single one of them had obtained a generous amount of Battle Achievement Value.    

    

"The Dwarf King is still sleeping." The first grade scholar put down his binoculars and spoke in a casual manner.    

    

"Senior, do we still have to wait?" The low-grade warrior looked at him.    

    

"Wait!" The first grade warrior still said the same word.    

    

"Brothers, listen up!" The low-grade warrior couldn't help but say.    

    

"Tell the brothers below that the reward for the mission is several times that of the Battle Achievement Value. The Sect Master won't let everyone suffer any losses." The top grade warrior smiled. He understood the first grade warrior's heart the most.    

    

"I'm going offline. Tell me when the Dwarf King moves." When the first grade warrior walked down the tower, he said, "If your hands are itchy, you can go and catch some autumn wind."    

    

"Okay!" The low-grade warrior immediately became happy.    

    

Not long after the first grade Warrior went offline, a group of uninvited guests appeared at the edge of the battlefield. On one side of the flag was a black ant. The ant that was enlarged by thousands of times looked hideous and terrifying.    

    

"Brothers, do you feel good following me?" A little ant scolded his brothers.    

    

"Awesome!" The members of the Ant Gang shouted in unison. They had never felt so good since they joined the Ant Gang. Warrior the skeleton was in charge of the attack. They only needed to be responsible for the attack. As long as 50% of the items dropped were handed over, the rest would be theirs. A little ant was unprecedentedly generous. One should know that it was an ant that had never been so generous before. In the past, he could only leave 20% of the items that dropped, and 80% had to be handed over to the gang.    

    

"Do you want to feel better?" A little ant was also very excited. In the past, it would often do things like bullying others with numbers. However, it was also clear that it had chosen the weaker enemies. Unlike this time, the players from the three factions... Among them, there was no lack of top 100 experts who had been chased by him. Each and every one of them ran like rabbits.    

    

After a few days of fighting, the Ant Gang had earned glory and benefits. They had reached the pinnacle of their lives. In the past, this was his goal, but now, his goal had changed. He still wanted to go higher. This wasn't the pinnacle of Ant Gang. The pinnacle of the Ant Gang was to trample Zhen Cheng Hall under their feet.    

    

Looking at his red-eyed and red-faced subordinates, he knew that he did not need to motivate them.    

    

"Yes!" Everyone shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens. On the battlefield not far away, several dwarves looked back. If they were not part of the Alliance of Elves, they would have charged over.    

    

"The chance to make a fortune is right there. Whether or not you can make a fortune depends on yourselves. Those who want to make a fortune now, follow me. " A little ant roared and urged 150 skeletons, Warrior, to charge forward. In the three days of battle, Warrior had lost 50 skeletons.    

    

According to the value, 50 skeletons was not a small loss, but compared to the things he got, it was nothing.    

    

The Ant Gang was like a sharp knife, piercing through the edge of the battlefield. They had caught the human race's camp unprepared. The Ant Gang had a large number of people, and they had grown to a size of 30,000 people. However, the main reason why they were able to cause so much damage to the human race was because of the 150 skeletons, Warrior.    

    

No matter how hard they fought, they could not be killed. The Independent Man did not have a unified attack. Facing the super strong defense of the skeletons, Warrior could only hold a grudge. The smarter ones left a step earlier. Those who were hoping to be lucky... Basically, they didn't survive. Don't let the skeleton Warrior get close, otherwise, the shield-bearer would cry.    

    

Many players were thinking about how many players they had. There were also a lot of people who could be discussed. Dealing with over a hundred skeleton Warrior should be a small matter. Everyone had the same thought, but the result was a loud slap to their faces.    

    

The Ant Gang followed their usual style. They picked the soft persimmons to bully, and the place they chose was the fence-field area. It was very far away from the major powers in the Sky City. With the 150 skeleton Warrior as the blade edge, they cut open a button. The 30 thousand strong army rushed in and surrounded the enemy. The roguish fighting style was displayed to the fullest.    

    

All the major powers looked down on the Ant Gang. In their eyes, the Ant Gang was a piece of trash that couldn't be supported by the wall. A third-rate sect simply didn't have the qualifications to make them pay attention. But as the saying goes, a man who has been away for three days will have a whole new level of respect for him. The Ant Gang's actions proved that they had undergone a tremendous change. When all the major powers realized that something was wrong, more than 20,000 players had already lost their lives.    

    

"A little ant, you're slapping a fly on a tiger's head." Death's Scythe's face was gloomy. He was the one who didn't want to complicate things.    

    

"Those skeletons, Warrior." Gao Shanliu's facial expression was also ugly. He could see that the Ant Gang was able to sweep away everything in their path because of these hundred skeletons, Warrior.    

    

"Eastern Qingyu!" Murderous intent flashed across Su Ye's narrowed eyes.