Marshall groaned, and blood bleeded from his mouth and nose. Hall's thrusts became more violent, and the corners of his mouth became crooked and uncontrollable. His original appearance became even more uglier, and the huge scars on his face were distorted and distorted.

The rest of the Hurricanes were even worse. These people had never had any experience playing against the Manhattan Symphony Orchestra, and the information they purchased had an extremely vague description of this team. The only note was: This team never leaves anyone alive.

Marshall's heart sank to the bottom when he thought of this, and he patted Hall on the shoulder to signal him to endure it. Although the two men fought openly and secretly in the team, they never stabbed him in the back. The bloody overclocking battlefield

The only consequence for making a mistake is death. It is the sword hanging over the head that allows the Hurricanes to maintain a fragile balance.

In the real world, Marshall is the CEO of a listed group. He belongs to the elite of the social elite class and is in charge of tens of billions of funds and tens of thousands of workers. There is no doubt about his ability. He has always believed that the overclocking world is just a huge world.

business field.

The difference is that the goods are various enhanced powers, and the producers are the recruited humans. Completing the task is the starting point for strengthening the power, the first step to obtain various equipment and skills, and the continuous strengthening of the screeners from the production field.

The first link to the circulation field, the plot is the basis of the entire process.

Hall was contrary to his idea. This guy felt that success here could only be achieved by killing, which was consistent with his personal experience. This man was a veteran of the Vietnam War. He had lost a thigh and an arm for almost thirty years, and now

Just waiting to die in a nursing home in Arizona, USA.

Just when Marshall was assassinated by a business rival and Hall was about to commit suicide by killing his fellow patients in the same room out of despair, he was summoned by the Overclocking God to enter this virtual and real world.

Feeling Marshall's generous palm, Hall nodded gloomily, and then made a throat-cutting ceremony to Dickens and others. His thumb gently scratched his throat, and two rows of teeth bit his gums into pieces, dark red.

Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto his collar.

What Dickens and others feared most was the ruthless Hall. In fact, in the Hurricanes, Marshall had always played the bad side, while Hall had always played the bad side. The invisible tacit understanding between the two people made the other people flat or round.

round.

"Hmm." Dickens hummed this sentence from his nasal cavity. He felt that his head was penetrated by these melodies, and he covered his ears in pain. But these melodies had already resonated with the air, unless a vacuum environment could be created.

No one can escape. Fortunately, the ice cave he dug is extremely strong and will not collapse.

Precisely because a cavity appeared under the ice and snow, the damage suffered by the hurricane group was doubled.

This is also the legion buff of the Manhattan Symphony Orchestra - a gorgeous movement. When the drumsticks hit the last time, when the bow strings relax and when the conductor's baton falls, the intoxicating notes will stop. Other than that, the sound waves will not stop.

Regardless of whether it is a hostile target or a neutral target, even friendly forces will suffer a loss of 25s, 15s, 5s, and HP.

Kagame raised his hands to his chest and focused his gaze with the silver baton. With a slight click, several cellos and violins suddenly appeared in front of and behind the player Gina. This low-pitched string instrument gave people the feeling of dynamic notes and strings.

The vibrations emanated from the cellos and violins in a translucent sound wave visible to the naked eye.

This woman wore a ponytail and swayed with the violin that was held tightly between her shoulders and chin. Her eyes did not show the emotion and pride that a musician should have, nor did she show the excitement that passionate notes should have. Instead, her eyes

It's as cold as ice.

Iron Helm roared, and pulled out a charred piece of wood from his back. The totem on the piece of wood was made of the blood of beasts. This kind of thing made by the Freljord Tribe Shaman can enhance the warrior's combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

After Wang Hu saw it, he couldn't help but compare the totem with the Blood-Destroying Flag, and found that although the totem in Tie Helmet's hand had a single function, it was more practical. It was visible to the naked eye that the fur clothes Tie Helmet was wearing began to ooze blood.

The hill-like barbarian roared angrily. The roar almost suppressed the music that filled the sky.

Gina vomited a mouthful of blood, raised her bow, and the strings of the instrument behind her vibrated, and a large number of sound waves were emitted again.

The iron helmet was unambiguous. This guy held a mace in his hand and smashed it against the incoming sound waves. Puff, puff, puff~ the fur coat was immediately cut into tatters, but this guy had just been blessed by the totem.

The skin on his body is harder than steel. The iron helmets he wore were only of black grade, and they were given to the screeners for free and no one wanted them.

Ice Archer Ai Xi turned sideways and shot an arrow from behind his iron helmet. The bowstring made a "taut" sound and immediately shook off a large amount of ice shards. An ice arrow exuding coldness was shot.

Both sides focus on long-range attacks, and it is impossible for the Manhattan Symphony Orchestra to capsize in the field they are best at.

The baton in Kagame's hand was pressed down hard, and the trumpeter immediately picked up the French horn and blew at the flying ice arrows. Hundreds of ringed sound waves enveloped the ice arrows, as if he had stepped into a black hole.

The ice arrow was instantly shattered by the sound waves of the French horn.

This French horn player is quite low-key in the team. He is not even as tall as Kagame, but his shoulders are surprisingly broad. If you don’t look carefully, you can easily miss this hunchback. The name of the hunchback is Ado, no.

People know his origins, and this guy is not easy to take action in the team.

But Gina understands that no matter from which perspective, Hunchback Ado's strength is no less than Kagame.

She breathed a sigh of relief. The ice arrow was shooting towards her. She thought that the sound waves released by the big violin were unstoppable. Her attack method was similar to AOE, except that she could only concentrate the sound waves into a fan shape. As long as she moved enough

Quickly and completely able to dodge.

Just when she breathed a sigh of relief, Ai Xi pulled up the bowstring and shot another arrow. This arrow exuded a dazzling silver color, but it was purer than silver. The size of this arrow's feathers was larger than the previous ice arrow.

Even thicker, the ice-frozen arrow clusters exuded frosty air.

Gina choked, and as her mind flashed, a cello floated in front of her from the air. This woman could control five cellos and six violins at the same time. These string instruments seemed to be played by invisible ghosts, and the bows floated on the bow strings.

Pull up and down.

Her idea is good, but Ashe is already the strongest version in this plot. "Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh~" Several consecutive arrows hit the magic shield covering the team.

The silver baton in Kagame's hand flashed with white light, and the shaky magic shield stabilized again.

"Iron helmet! Charge!" Ai Xi shouted, a thin layer of ice slag had begun to condense on her cheeks, and there was no wave in her lake-blue eyes.

Upon hearing the order, Hammer roared and took a long step, and the snow on the ground turned up a snow wall behind him.

Gina was in a panic for no reason. She seemed to be startled by the momentum of the Iron Helmet's charge. She stopped her bowstring and immediately missed a few beats.

Matt the Magic Flute immediately added, the flute in his hand raised, a melodious sound of music sounded, and the strings and clarinet played vital notes, giving people an indomitable image of majesty, tenacity, and perseverance in fighting against the forces of darkness.

The hunchback Ado immediately puffed up his cheeks and started blowing. The trumpet-like tone symbolized people's desire for a happy and beautiful life. The three of them cleverly used imitation, contrast, and transfer to create the contrast, conflict, and play between darkness and light.

The contradiction between reality and ideal appears.

At this time, the first part of the Symphony of Destiny has come to an end, and the music has turned bright, resolute, and optimistic, showing the strong will and confidence of light to defeat darkness.

But the running iron helmet was like a lightning strike, countless sound waves struck his body, the armor shattered, and large pieces of flesh were picked off from the bones by the sound waves emitted by the sound of the piano. This barbarian warrior was fearless,

He waved his hand and punched several pieces of sound waves. Several fingers were immediately cut off, and his wrists immediately became bare.

This giant man was blessed by the power of the totem, and his figure suddenly grew half a meter taller, leaping high in just a few steps.

Kagame's baton suddenly rose, and the silver threads on his head fluttered like a flag flying on the battlefield. The knife-like wrinkles on his forehead seemed to be full of feelings about the vicissitudes of life, and his withered body was shaking with the notes.

Under the background, it actually gives people a sense of unyielding, which makes people think of the general who survives a hundred battles and the chess player who charges on the battlefield!

A'duo raised the French horn, and a ring of sound waves suddenly shot out. The iron helmet was split apart by the sound waves while it was still in mid-air. Large areas of skin peeled off from the shoulders, revealing bright red muscles. These things were like the waves hitting the sand castle, and the flesh and blood instantly

Beaten to pieces.

Timpani Figaro's drumstick hit the drum surface, giving out the strongest blow. Iron Helmet's head exploded with a "bang", and then his two arms were cut to pieces by the sound waves emitted by the violin, and the wounds went all the way down.

, actually cut open the iron helmet.

However, Tie Helmet's face showed a peaceful look. Tie Helmet had just jumped up and was still in the air when he was confused by the magic flute Matt, and could not even notice the slightest pain.

But Iron Helmet's majestic body did not stop, but hit the magic shield with blood!

Naturally, a dead person cannot cause any harm to Kagame. He has a calm expression. He has experienced countless dangers in the overclocking world. Today, he can only be regarded as a child.

Everyone in the Manhattan Symphony Orchestra breathed a sigh of relief. They were really afraid that the iron helmets would break through the defense. For their team, close combat is the worst. Perhaps it is the special attack method and surprising skills. This team has adc

The combined team gallops around like a swashbuckler but has few opponents.

Gina opened her eyes wide at this time, looking like she couldn't believe it. The blood stains splashed on the magic shield suddenly burned. Figaro immediately felt that the magic fluctuations on his drum surface were disordered, providing MP for the team.

The halo of magic value flashed rapidly for a few times, as if it was losing electricity, and then dimmed.

At the same time, Kagame's expression changed drastically, the silver light of the baton in his hand weakened as if oxidized, and the MP magic value that maintained the magic shield burned crazily, losing 325 points in just one second!
Chapter completed!