Chapter 82: The Raiders of the Players (10,000)(2/5)
John smiled with relief as he looked at the beautiful girl who chose God and her laughter.
The God-Choosen One doesn't seem that terrifying...
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Wu Di dragged his tired body and flew back under the night.
After a whole day of fighting, the defense line was stabilized.
Unfortunately, Prince Drayus was not killed.
Wu Di did not kill him after several rounds.
Think about it, leave the bomb for the players to blow it up.
The other party must be prepared.
Unfortunately, these bombs are too low, if there are nuclear bombs...
Alas, there will be no natural disasters in the undead.
Because some players are the main force in the current line.
On the first day of defense, the casualties of the indigenous warriors of Cyber World were still within acceptable limits.
And Wu Di finally saw how the Paladin of Jiawen used his power to instantly resurrect a large group of people.
He just reached out his hand and shouted:
"Mr. Wu Di! Holy Light! Give me strength!"
Then Wu Di received a prompt to ask for power.
I'm so stupid...
Give them, hurry up and resurrect them and continue fighting for me!
Wu Di felt that his power was being pulled away in large quantities, and then a holy light rushed down from the head of Paladin Jiawen.
The dead people around him stood up and continued to fight frantically.
And Wu Di’s list of dog licking is also very easy to do...
Magic bread, magic bread, hurry up and eat it!
Wu Di didn't expect that as a black dragon, he would eat magic bread as a fish for one day.
Fortunately, there is a magic stone next to it, and Wu Di can be replenished quickly.
Otherwise, you will be really stupid.
But now, Wu Di has been fighting for a whole day and is really unable to move.
I am not one of the players who don’t have to sleep but play games every day!
I can't do it anymore, really can't do it anymore.
I couldn't even spit out a mouthful of dragon breath and my voice became hoarse.
I, a black dragon, who is not even one year old, is you treated like this?
Wu Di decided to sleep well for a night, recover his strength, and continue fighting tomorrow.
As for where to sleep tonight...
Wu Di really doesn't want to sleep in the bed anymore.
Just as he was thinking about this, he saw the Queen Constantine, standing in the garden waiting for Wu Di.
Because the place was very conspicuous, Wu Di saw it at a glance.
As for why I say I am waiting for myself.
Because Her Majesty the Queen was looking at him, a group of maids beckoned by her side.
Wu Di flew over quickly.
Then it settled steadily in the garden.
As for accidentally hitting a few trees or something, there is nothing I can do about it. After all, if you don’t clean up such a big place, you will be considered as giving you face.
"Thank you, the great Lord Wu Di! If you don't have your help, I'm afraid our royal city will have been captured by the undead."
It's still the same as usual.
Although Her Majesty in front of her looks like she is not old, she has a lot of official words.
Wu Di admired her. After all, she did such a bold thing to herself last night. Today, she was able to look for herself and speak official words without changing her face.
If it were an ordinary girl, she would probably have run away long ago.
However, Wu Di is not in the mood to argue with Her Majesty the Queen now. He wants to sleep now and get up to fight tomorrow.
Just as Wu Di was about to say goodbye, Her Majesty the Queen said directly:
"Your housekeeper has mentioned to me that there is a question about rest. I'm sorry, it was my negligence, and it didn't take into account your identity as a black dragon. We have prepared a very comfortable place for you, Lord Onyxia, who has already rested there."
Wu Di's eyes lit up, Vault?!
Then she saw Her Majesty pointing behind and said:
"We have prepared a bed for Lord Wu Di in the backyard of the castle. Please..."
Her Majesty Constantine's words have not been finished.
Seeing that Wu Di had already flapped his wings and flew high, he said "thank you" tiredly, and then flew towards the castle behind him.
Sure enough, I saw a large group of gold coins and jewelry in the yard, all stacked there.
Although it is weaker than the little Jinshan I am in the Dragon's Nest.
But it is acceptable.
Onyxia was already sleeping there, placing her body around, thanking her for the hard work during the day.
Wu Di flew directly to Onyxia's side, then found a comfortable place and lay down.
He bent his tail and swept it across, then placed his head flat on the gold, silver and jewelry.
Feeling the texture of gold coins and jewelry, Wu Di breathed comfortably.
It's really comfortable.
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In the dark underground passage.
A large and worn banner was raised high.
The steps of the Silver Hand did not stop at all.
After all the abominable undead in the Rapids Castle were purified.
They gathered up the refugees and left all the elderly, weak, sick, disabled and pregnant women in the Rapidsburg.
There are no undead, and there are no undead crystals there.
There is relatively a very safe place.
And Uther, the leader of the Knights of the Silver Hands.
He led the believers of the Great Lord Wu Di of the Black Dragon and the reserve troops of the Holy Light to advance towards other cities in the Arahish Kingdom.
According to the information provided by those refugees.
The fallen prince Dryus, with a large number of undead legions, headed towards the northern sand kingdom.
Uther was going to follow the undead legions and regain lost land along the way.
The flag of Lord Wu Di from the Black Dragon is to be inserted into every city occupied by the undead.
The holy light will purify everything!
The team behind him was already in a mighty state.
Their eyes were filled with perseverance and anger of revenge.
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Garen was holding a great sword in his hand and was sitting on the ground panting and resting.
It was already late at night, and he really had no strength to wield his weapons.
Fortunately, this section of the city wall that was almost lost has been taken back by the chosen ones.
I don’t know if it was my own illusion, but Galen always felt that at night, the number of these god-selected people increased?
At least much more than during the day.
He had been replaced and retreated, returned to his inner city location to rest.
The city gate not far away is still making a bang.
Several undead giants who bumped into the door below have been killed.
To be continued...