Chapter 125
In Qin Feng's previous life.
The first version storyline was originally the riot of the four tribes like the Orcs.
The second version storyline was the turn of the Undead Scourge.
But now, the Orc riot actually descended on the Continent of Gods together with the Undead Scourge!
Equivalent to the current players having to face the version storyline of the previous life twice at once...
"God, there is an Orc riot in front, and an Undead Scourge behind. The Continent of Gods, danger!"
"The problem is not big, we have the big boss Lord Yongye, follow the big boss Lord Yongye's arrangement and sweep everything."
"Why hasn't the guild leader come up with any measures yet? The building is about to collapse, the guild leader must lead us to turn the tide."
Nowadays, the Junlin Guild channel and the legion channel are very hot.
Countless players are chatting and screen-swiping, discussing how to deal with this disaster.
This is not a disaster, it's like the end of the world!!!
Qin Feng also had a headache.
But it rained on the house, and the system's announcement rang again!!!
"World Announcement: Continent of Gods, Order camp, eighteen knights of the Guardian Knight Group have all fallen in the outer sky!!!"
"The Order camp of the Continent of Gods is mourning together!"
"Prompt: Please pay attention to all players, the Guardian Knight Group is the agent of the gods,
has the duty to guard the Continent of Gods, but because of the mysterious annihilation in the outer sky,
"Now, the gods no longer have the power to intervene in the evil faction's invasion of the Continent of Gods!"
"Notification: Attention all players, the task of guarding the Continent of Gods is now in your hands!"
Qin Feng was stunned!!!
What the hell, the Guardian Knights are gone?
Eighteen god-level powerhouses, just like that, gone?
How is this even playable!
Perhaps ordinary players don't know the severity of this.
But Qin Feng knew it clearly.
The Guardian Knights were the force dispatched by the gods to protect the Continent of Gods.
They were also the only such force.
Even the weakest member among them had the strength of an intermediate god!
Which means...
The damn system has wiped out all the protective forces on the Continent of Gods!
All of them!
The orderly faction of the Continent of Gods no longer has support from the gods!
This is absurd!
You have to know that in the evil faction, the two Beast Kings are god-level, the Dark Elf patriarch is god-level,
the Dwarf patriarch is also god-level, and the Giant patriarch is also god-level.
There is also the Dark Mage Grandpa Delan who is god-level, and the Abyss Mage Xiurui who is also god-level,
not to mention the waves of god-level, or even super-god-level powerhouses that the Undead Scourge will bring!
The Continent of Gods is about to enter an era where god-level powerhouses are everywhere!
But, at this very moment, the orderly faction's god-level powerhouses are all finished...
Damn it, is this still playable?
For the first time, Qin Feng's face turned livid!
Qin Feng had a dark look on his face; is the system trying to target me, making me fight against gods?
Qin Feng felt very helpless.
"What a headache, the Guardian Knights were actually wiped out!"
We have to rely on us players to resist the beast race and the Undead Scourge?
The system really thinks highly of us.
"Since that's the case..."
Qin Feng immediately issued orders in the guild channel and the legion channel.
"All guild members and legion members, please note: do not accept version quests on your own."
"I will issue guild quests. From now on, our area of activity will be the three major main cities: Frost Main City,
Molten Main City, Storm Main City, and the small city of Mount Mount Qixia!"
"Please pay attention to all situations at all times and report them promptly."
After sending the message, Qin Feng didn't look again.
He had to hurry now.
Anyone can accept quests, but accepting them selectively...
Only a very small number of players can do that.
The current version quests are too conventional; they just want players
to follow the system quests and the script provided by the system.
But Qin Feng refuses!
I just won't play by the rules!
I just won't listen to you!
I'll do things my own way, and I still want to get the rewards.
Yeah, I'm just playing, and I'm going to earn my money standing up!
Frost Main City, Molten Main City, Storm Main City, and the small city of Mount Mount Qixia,
these three main cities and one small city are the territory Qin Feng intends to protect.
Even if the big cities and the imperial capital are occupied by evil forces now, he doesn't care!
Having experienced many version storylines, Qin Feng knows
that the waters of the Continent of Gods run deep.
At the very least, there are still a few old guys and old monsters in the Magic Tower who haven't emerged yet.
"Since you are all in no rush, then I am in no rush either. Let's see who can outlast whom."
Qin Feng hurried to the Molten Fortress.
With the Molten Fortress fallen, the beast race is the direct threat to face.
However, there are millions of players in Molten Main City, so the beast race doesn't dare to act rashly.
That is why the beast race only occupied the fortress and hasn't set their sights on the main city yet.
Qin Feng arrived in front of the fortress.
The fortress was already filled with warriors from the four races, and the flags had been changed.
Only a very small portion of the original hundreds of thousands of defenders retreated to the main city; most had sacrificed themselves.
Inside the fortress.
"Today, our beast race coalition defeated the humans. Reclaiming our ancestral lands is just around the corner!"
The Beast King hosted a banquet for the high-level officials of the other three races.
Beast King Qila'er raised his glass and said, "A toast to the coalition!"
"A toast to the coalition!" the Giant General raised his glass.
"A toast to the coalition!" the Dark Elf General raised his glass.
"A toast to the coalition!" the Dwarf General raised his glass.
"Long live! Long live! Long live!!!"
Outside the banquet hall, cheers from the coalition forces rang out.
This was a great victory after thousands of years.
Gulp, gulp, gulp.
After downing a cup of wine, Qila'er's face turned red.
He said hatefully, "Among the humans, the one I hate most is that brat Lord Yongye!"
"Damn Lord Yongye, he actually wiped out my beast race's ice field tribe!"
Qila'er looked resentful and gritted his teeth, saying, "Sooner or later, I will tear him to pieces!"
Just then, a Dark Elf suddenly ran into the banquet hall in a hurry.
It had dark skin, held a bow and arrow, and had a pair of thin wings on its back.
"Report, an enemy has arrived in front of the fortress..." the Dark Elf said in a panic.
Qila'er glanced at it and then at the Dark Elf General.
Although Dark Elves and Light Elves are of the same race, these two elven branches have a deep blood feud.
The depth and longevity of this hatred are almost comparable to the hatred between humans and the beast race.
Unlike Light Elves who are good at light magic, Dark Elves are good at archery and the art of assassination.
Thousands of years ago, when the beast race unified the continent, the Dark Elves were very prosperous, while the Light Elves were miserable.
By the time humans dominated the Continent of Gods, the Light Elves flourished.
And because of history and their relationship with the Light Elves, the Dark Elves decisively defected to the beast race.
Even though the beast race was also almost wiped out by humans.
That Dark Elf General was sent by his patriarch to assist the beast race.
Seeing his scout in a panic, he looked displeased.
"What is there to be so alarmed about?"
The Dark Elf scout trembled and said, "There is a human under the fortress who wants me to tell you lords, he, he..."
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