The Super Universe Leveling Game

The few of them walked in a relaxed manner and chatted as if nothing had happened. They were joking and their expressions were natural. However, if one observed carefully, one would discover that... They had been secretly observing their surroundings from the corner of their eyes. There were any signs of movement. It could cause a change in their movements.    

"There's nothing unusual on the east side!" The archer calmly sent out a message.    

"There are no abnormalities on the west side!" The hunter sent out a message.    

"The south side is normal." The Thief sent out a message.    

"We're safe here." The Mage sent a message.    

"Move out!" The person in charge behind the scene stared at the surroundings of the central hall for a full ten seconds. Only then did he give the order. Instantly, hundreds of players rushed out from the bustling crowd. With that, they rushed to the central hall at lightning speed, holding all kinds of things in their hands. Cards, Magic Scroll, talismans, bombs...    

Their speed was very fast, and very suddenly, when they approached the central hall... The people on the street suddenly woke up and thought of the series of explosions that happened last night. They instantly understood what was going on and were immediately thrown into chaos. They left the area as if they were running for their lives.    

The eyes of the hundreds of players flashed with madness. For this operation... They had already sacrificed half of their forces. During the attack last night, many of them had intentionally exposed themselves. They had done so to numb Giant Shark Town. The real operation was today, a quarter of an hour before the auction ended. This was also the moment when people's attention was the most relaxed.    

When the person behind the scenes saw his subordinate raise his hand, he smiled. The overall situation had been decided. Unless Giant Shark Town had a False Forbidden Spell level defensive spell, it would not be able to stop the destruction this time. The props in the hands of a few hundred people were enough to blow up half of the town. A mere building was naturally nothing difficult. However, in the next second, his eyes suddenly widened. A ray of disbelief shot out as he involuntarily shouted:    

"Impossible - -"    

The wall of the central hall suddenly shattered like a broken mirror. It broke into thousands of pieces, revealing the dense crowd of players behind, their armor covering their bodies. They emitted a terrifying killing intent. They were the elites of the Nine Devil Palace, everyone's eyes cold. There was no expression on their faces. They held the crossbow arrow in their hands. Amidst the ear-piercing sound of air being torn apart, thousands of crossbow arrow shot towards the incoming criminals.    

There were also four Arrow Tower, and a rain of arrows shot out.    

Level 7 Arrow Tower: Shooting once every 3 seconds, shooting 70 arrows at the same time, range + 250 steps. As long as the arrows continued to shoot, they would be able to shoot continuously. HP + 70000    

The enemies who rushed over were caught off guard. In just one round of shooting, two-thirds of them had fallen. The activated card, Magic Scroll, and talisman did not manage to throw out in time. They fell to the ground, and a series of explosions occurred.    

Boom, boom, boom...    

The members of the Nine Devil Palace who were lying in ambush each had three crossbows. This way, they would be able to fire three crossbows in a row. However, after they shot out the second round of crossbow arrow, there were no longer any living enemies on the battlefield. The remaining one-third of the enemies who died were the most miserable. Each of them had a crossbow arrow stuck in their body that was almost double the number of people in front of them. They were like hedgehogs. The red numbers in the air illuminated the surroundings. It was too late for them to disappear.    

"How can there be such a realistic illusion?" The person behind the scenes could not understand. People came and went on the streets. The illusion could only be used when it was still and unmoving. Once it was activated, it would immediately shatter.    

On the bustling streets, any player had the risk of touching it.    

Of course, he did not know that the illusion technique had already been used very well in the human race world. As long as it was used with Earth Magic and Water Magic, there was no need to mention touching it. It wouldn't even be a problem for him to lean on it. As long as the strength was not too exaggerated, the illusion would be able to withstand it. It was enough to fake the truth.    

"This place is dangerous!" The person behind the scene suddenly woke up. Just as he rushed to the door, the door was suddenly knocked open. This person reacted very quickly. He immediately turned around and jumped out of the window. He was as fast as lightning. The person who rushed in was even faster. The sound of gears hitting could be heard. The sound of air being torn and the pain almost reached his body at the same time.    

The scarlet damage figure floated from the top of his head. Before the person behind the scenes fell to the ground, his consciousness disappeared and he died, saving him a lot of pain. The Nine Devil Palace member holding the crossbow arrow rushed to the window and looked down. He confirmed that the enemy was dead. He sent out a message.    

"The target is dead!"    

At the same time, the leopard organization that had been preparing for a long time charged into an inn. An intense battle and miserable screams were heard, but they were quickly extinguished. When the Black Panther members left, there were dozens of corpses in the room.    

"All targets taken care of!" The leopard sent a message.    

...    

The disturbance happened very suddenly and ended very quickly. The players in the auction hall did not notice anything unusual. The competition for the Rotten Dragon's Poison was raging, and the price had risen to 5,250 gold.    

"5,300 gold!"    

"5,350 gold!"    

"6,000 gold coins!"    

When the players heard about this business deal, they immediately hated it. It was box 1 again. However, this time, not many people backed down. It was as if the guests in the second floor had made an appointment.    

"6100 gold coins!"    

"6,200 gold coins!"    

"6,300 gold coins!"    

......    

"Zhao Huan Yu, how much Dragon Decay Poison is in the bottle?" Suddenly, someone asked another question. When the others heard it, they finally reacted. That's right, they didn't even know how much it was before competing. Wouldn't that be too stupid? They all looked at Zhao Huan Yu.    

"This thing is too poisonous. No one dares to open it so easily. We can only estimate it roughly by calculating its weight and other methods. Two to three drops." Zhao Huan Yu apologized.    

"This is too general." The players were dissatisfied.    

"It depends on luck!" Zhao Huanyu spread his hands.    

Dongfang Qingyu looked at the player who asked this question. He did not know who asked this question, but when he asked this question, the number of competitors immediately decreased by half.    

"7000 gold coins!" There were still many people who didn't want to give up. The big winner was determined to get the Rotten Dragon's Poison.    

"7500 gold coins!" The Bald Eagle Tribe also began to explode.    

"10,000 gold coins!" Dongfang Qingyu shouted.    

"10,100 gold coins!" The winner's voice was hoarse.    

"11,000 gold coins!" The bald eagle tribe was still strong, shocking many people.    

"15,000 gold coins!" Dongfang Qingyu shouted, and the voices of the guests in the room disappeared.    

"15,100 gold coins!" The big winner gritted his teeth.    

"20,000 gold coins!" Dongfang Qingyu continued. It made the bald eagle tribe choke. They opened their mouths a few times but did not make a sound.    

"21,000 gold coins." No one would have thought that when they thought that the dust had settled, a gold coin would appear. It was the Mercenary Group, Mad Lion.    

"25,000 gold coins." Dongfang Qingyu's aura was imposing, and he didn't hesitate at all.    

"26,000 gold coins." Berserk Lion Mercenary Group shouted.    

"30,000 gold coins!" Dongfang Qingyu's voice was still calm.    

The leader of the Mercenary Group frowned, but in the end, he shook his head and gave up. The Rotting Dragon Poison had fallen into Dongfang Qingyu's hands, shocking many players.    

Too rich!    

- The content came from [Migu Reading]