MTL - Players Please Respect Yourself-v2 Chapter 641 contemptuous voice

   Chapter 641 Contemptuous voice

  People, there will be joys and sorrows.

   Mood, there will be ups and downs.

  However, these wonderful Naga and fish, shrimp and crab people seem to have only [joy] from the beginning to the end, um, occasionally a little [anger].

   They spoke a murloc language that the knights could not understand.

   "MT on top!"

   "Fuck! Are you wearing cloth armor? Even your face as armor is thicker than your carapace!"

   "Can you come on?"

   "I'm on it, what a jerk!"

   "Grass, hatred is messed up, you idiot can't do it, don't make trouble!"

"Wa hahaha!"

   Well, the knights do not understand a word of the above language.

   This does not prevent them from seeing these sea clan dismantle their own platforms and then spray them.

After they couldn't beat it, someone shouted "Come to me if you have the ability, you bastard!", and then begged for kindness and benevolence, and gave them the boss they said, but it was actually a big monster. Lose.

   Finally, after these guys were 'resurrected', they laughed again and hooked their shoulders.

   was elated when he won, and made fun of the knights.

   lost the same shameless and continued to molest the little girl.

When    met these guys, the knights found themselves speechless, and many complaints could only come from their hearts. They had never had such an urge to express before, and wanted to say, "Isn't it just death?"

   As a result, he was really afraid of death.

   If the greatest shame of a knight is to give in to fear. Then this shame has been branded on their faces, and they can't be washed away for a lifetime.

Standing on the tallest tower of the second layer of defense, Rachel used a telescope to look at these strange creatures who were not afraid of death, but would be reduced in number because the number of kills was not enough, and she couldn't help sighing: "It's ridiculous, the last Courage is actually in these fish, shrimp and crabs that look like monsters. So the Guardian Legion is just a joke?"

   Daria came out and said in a low voice, "This is just a matter of urgency, our soldiers need to rest."

  Rachel shook her head: "Soldiers can be temporarily replaced with Sea Clan. Heroes can't. And I don't think Dak Garrud and Sea Clan soldiers can work together."

   Not long after, with the next wave of anti-king monsters coming in, she saw the 'cooperation' between Heizhen and the sea clan!

   "Hahaha! Die! All die! Burn to death in the flames—the grease from your corpses will become the best fireworks—" Heizhen waved her iris flag with a black border on a white background.

  Several areas the size of football fields burst into flames more than ten meters high.

  The raging flames formed a huge moving wall of fire, consuming all beings who dared to step into the area.

   includes enemies.

   also includes my own people...

   "Haha! Burn it! It's very warm!" The manic laughter echoed in the sea of ​​fire.

   In addition to the screams of the enemy monsters, there are also some discordant strange sounds.

   "If this is love—"

   "Is this a burning body? Love, love—"

   Those sand sculptures are really not afraid of being burned to death! And it seemed like there was no pain.

   Seeing this scene from the left wing, Rachel was completely speechless.

   One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, perhaps, this is the true love of licking dogs!

  Heizhen's side, with her in charge, and an unknown number of fish, shrimp, crabs and warriors, they kept rushing up like fuel, and the defense line here was solid. But those few lines of defense without the strong man appear to be in jeopardy.

   "Cut." As soon as Rachel gritted her teeth, she wanted to move out, but she gave Daria a hold.

   "Rachel! Remember the time we agreed to attack? You've already exhausted your magic and energy. How much chance do you think you have until the anti-king leader comes out?"

  's advice from a close friend and first counselor, like a beam of lightning hitting Rachel, her whole body trembled.

   That's right!

  The fire-type powerhouse is known for its exaggerated and tyrannical destructive power. As the price, it is the extreme weakening of its stamina.

   Fire spells are the most blue-burning.

   For spells of the same energy level, if the water type can last for 10 times, the fire type is at most 6 to 7.

  The lack of magic power can be replenished by taking high-purity elemental potions.

  The energy lost by the human body can only be felt by whether or not it is exhausted for the strong who have not observed it with systematic data.

   After so many days in a row, Rachel fought and commanded without sleep. Her mental and physical strength had already been exhausted.

   Now that many overlords have been killed or seriously injured, she does not dare to relax the tight string in her heart.

   Even if he knew that once the leader of the other party made a full effort, he would probably not be able to carry it, and Rachel, who was hands-on with everything, couldn't help but want to go up.

   But Daria said a word, let Rachel calm down.

"It was you who advocated to believe in Jason Momoa's subordinates, using their lives and lost energy as a buffer in exchange for the rest time of the main force of our army. Since you have made this decision, please be sure to persist until the end of time, or the line of defense collapses. until."

   "Okay!" Rachel slumped and sat down again. She closed her eyes, but her nerves could not relax. No matter how Darya persuaded her, she couldn't help but let go of her perception and 'observe' the entire battlefield.

   Seriously, not good!

   These sand sculpture players are not real elites.

   They have secretly increased the number for someone.

   The disadvantage on the battlefield is still visible to the naked eye, and they will grow, but at the cost of the loss of biomass. If it wasn't for Rachel's approval of those native murlocs to remove the bodies of other monsters on the battlefield, the sand sculpture players would definitely lose money to their grandma's house based on the battle losses of these sand sculpture players.

   At this moment, an accident happened.

   A faint black shadow broke through the center of the battlefield very abruptly.

   It rolled up a turbid black and yellow wave one by one, and on the ground, it was as if a black megalodon was breaking through the ground, killing it in a straight line.

   It's not that there is something really like a sandfish that swims in a state where the sand is softened.

   Instead, there is a certain peerless powerhouse, who is breaking through the defense line and killing Rachel straight with this strange gaseous state.

   "Protect Your Excellency!" On the second line of defense, the two knight heroes swooped forward.

   The dazzling cross sword light slashed on the turbid huge wave, and there was a strange sound of metal sword blades mingling.

  The guard knights and heroes around Rachel drew their swords one after another.

  Rachel was not nervous. She knew very well that when an overlord came, his subordinates alone would not be able to stop him.

   "Good come!"

   No matter how Darya heard it, she felt that this was an excuse for Rachel to stop interfering in the front line.

   She could not help but bow her head slightly, and gave Geralt a wink next to her.

   Geralt is already the second most recognized player in the Quan Yandi Legion under Rachel.

  Under the nervous eyes of everyone, the black light air mass agitated and finally rose in front of the tower where Rachel was. At the top, a vague figure gradually became clear, and facial features gradually emerged from the black-yellow turbid air mass. The last one was wearing shit-yellow armor, with four horns and eight vertical pupils. The head was a bit like a spider, but the body was like The strange demon king of the tauren appeared in front of everyone.

   "You are the leader of the guardians?"

   That was a contemptuous voice.

   (end of this chapter)