The Super Universe Leveling Game

"Don't look. Attack!" Dongfang Qingyu patted Luo Mengmeng and Zhang Lu'er's shoulders. The two girls seemed to have woken up from a dream and quickly attacked. Their levels were low and their shooting range was close. If they did not go forward, they would not be able to attack.    

The Northern Tribe people were in so much pain that they did not want to die. They were not in the mood to attack, so Dongfang Qingyu was not worried. What Luo Mengmeng was using now was the sputtering that was commonly used in Warrior's profession. The only difference was that this was a Level 4 sputtering. It was four times more powerful than normal sputtering.    

Dongfang Qingyu had found the Skill Book for her, and she could also find the stronger Skill Book, Dongfang Qingyu. However, Luo Mengmeng's level was too low, so she couldn't learn the advanced Skill Book. This Fourth Grade Splash was the limit of what Luo Mengmeng could learn.    

A sword ray fell and splashed four times in a row.    

-128.    

-286.    

'-612. '    

'-1360. '    

'-3457. '    

The original attack was very ordinary. Luo Mengmeng relied on her equipment to push the attack up. Otherwise, the attack would only be around 20. Zhang Lu Er was similar. The Skill Book that Dongfang Qingyu gave her was the classic 'Death Ray'. It had the ability to stop the target from healing. Of course, the most important thing was... Death Ray 'ignored defense.    

-2000.    

'-2000. '    

-2000.    

...    

Zhang Lu Er was able to cast two skills in one second under the enhancement of all kinds of jewelry and Magic Wand. Her damage output was not much weaker than Luo Mengmeng's.    

In a team situation, the Battle Achievement Value would be distributed to the team members. However, the distribution method and experience points were about the same. The last hit accounted for 50%. If he wanted to earn more Battle Achievement Value, he would have to do it himself.    

Zhang Lu Er and Luo Mengmeng were fighting fiercely. Suddenly, they saw Dongfang Qingyu rushing over like a bulldozer. Warrior, who was everywhere, instantly turned into a corpse. Only a few kittens were left. Both of them were stunned.    

"Water Explosion!"    

"The explosion of the Xin Water!"    

"Explode of the Bitter Water!"    

...    

The Fire Ant of the Desert Traveler was small, but its damage was disproportionate to its body. Dongfang Qingyu had personally experienced this before, and it was a continuous one. The bitten Warrior of the Northern Tribes, one residual blood after another, encountered Dongfang Qingyu's big move. Naturally, it was only a matter of seconds.    

Dongfang Qingyu followed behind the Fire Ant of the Desert Troop. Where did the Fire Ant of the Desert go? The attraction of Warrior of the Northern Tribes was all on the Bronze Pillar King Kong. He did not notice that the culprit was under his feet, and he kept screaming. It was like a plague that kept expanding.    

Dongfang Qingyu had to pay attention to the situation of the copper pillar and the King Kong. He had to pay attention to the situation of the Fire Ants in the desert army, as well as the killing of the enemies. He was extremely busy.    

The copper pillar vajra was a target. He could not let all of them die. Otherwise, Warrior's attention would be shifted to him. The Fire Ants in the desert army could not all die either. Otherwise, he would not be able to kill all of them so easily.    

The Fire Ants of the desert army had killed Warrior of the Northern Rong army by surprise, which made Warrior of the Northern Rong army not in the mood to kill the Fire Ants. However, it was a small area after all, and it was only a small part of it. It could not affect the overall situation. Ten thousand desert army Fire Ants sounded like a lot. If they were spread out on the ground, it was only a small area.    

In other places on the battlefield, the players killed very hard. The Northern Tribes used the Horde as a unit and attacked with totem attacks. Every attack, there were thousands of players who were instantly killed. The ten super forces had all come. It was unknown what kind of deal they had with the General's Estate. Or did the Purple Forbidden City have an order to send out troops one by one? Wave after wave of death.    

The General's Estate provided a military formation token, and the super forces used ten thousand people as a unit. When forming a military formation, it could be evenly matched with the Northern Rong Tribe. However, it could not be sustained for long. The time in the battle formation was limited. They could only maintain it for 15 minutes. Once 15 minutes passed, the players would be out of luck.    

"Who is it?" Heaven's Inquisition asked.    

"We!" An amicable voice answered.    

"So fast, wouldn't it be me next?" Wen Tianwen's expression was ugly. In less than two hours, he had already lost 100,000 members. This was not an ordinary member. They were all elites.    

"This can't go on. The losses are too great." The two tigers said.    

"Do you have any better ideas?" Liu Chuanfeng glanced at him and the two tigers stopped talking.    

"If you die, then so be it. Actually, I think this method is the most reliable. If a player dies, they can still level up again. If Warrior dies, then so be it. They can't be reborn. If one dies, then one less." A little ant said without any heart or lungs.    

This made the other faction leaders very angry, the ten great super factions. Come out! Dream City and Green Sand City were the ones with the most number of people in Ant Dynasty. However, what kind of people were the Ant Dynasty? The lowest ranked ones weren't very high, so the losses would be the smallest if they died.    

The other powers all followed the elite route, and every member was precious.    

"As long as the Northern Tribes do not use the 'Super Forbidden Spell', this kind of loss is still bearable." Han Shasha opened her mouth, shocking everyone.    

Players' Ultimate Forbidden Magic had a cooldown time. It didn't have a cooldown time. They wouldn't be able to use it. The Northern Tribes were different. Their cooldown was far lower than the players'. They might not even have it. If they were in a bad mood, they would immediately throw out a 'Super Forbidden Spell'. If he was in a good mood, he might also throw out a 'Super Forbidden Spell'. No one could be sure.    

"You mean this kind of battle method is what the Northern Tribes wish to see?" A little ant's heart moved.    

"I don't have any intention. However, according to the rules of dealing with monsters, if we don't force the monsters to be ruthless, the monsters won't use their ultimate moves." Han Shasha said.    

"The Northern Tribe is also human, not a monster." A harmonious rebuttal.    

"I'm only talking about my experience." Han Shasha looked at him and was speechless.    

"If the death of a few people can defeat the Northern Rong people, it is still worth it." As soon as Liu Chuanfeng spoke, the others did not speak as they silently calculated in their hearts. Indeed, if sacrificing levels was enough to win a battle, it was indeed worth it.    

Perhaps it was because the Great Monk had used too many Forbidden Spells last time and had yet to recover. Or was it because the players' attacks this time were more gentle and did not anger the Great Monk? He had been hiding in his throne all this time and did not appear. He also did not throw out the 'Super Forbidden Spell'. His fighting style was very normal.    

Time passed bit by bit. Unknowingly, it was already late at night. There were still a few minutes left before midnight. The faction leaders were still able to remain calm on top of the city walls, but the players below could not remain calm.    

"How many brothers do we have left?" The leader of the 'White Snow Mercenary Group', the Dwarf 1.80, wiped his sweat, and his eyes were bloodshot.    

"Less than 10,000 people left." The subordinate said.    

"F * ck!" The dwarf 1.80 looked around and screamed. Players died at every moment, but no one retreated. His face twitched and he gritted his teeth: "Tell our brothers not to fight so hard, be careful to protect yourself"    

"This won't last much longer." The subordinate whispered.    

"Persevere first!" How could the dwarf not see his brother's situation? But... White Snow Mercenary Group was not Eighteen Layered Heavens. Eighteen Layered Heavens had been defeated last time due to its escape. The General's Estate did not punish them. The White Snow Mercenary Group could not do that. Otherwise, they would die a miserable death.    

However, thinking about how Milky Way Workshop 's situation was even worse, he more or less felt some comfort in his heart.    

"Senior, there are only a few brothers left. We can't fight anymore. Hurry up and leave." The little brother found the comet that was charging at the front line, Moon Strike. Moon Strike was originally intelligent at the back, but later on, the front line was in danger. Without reinforcements, he could only attack himself. Once he went up, he wouldn't be able to come down.    

The comet moon didn't pay attention to his little brother. It gritted its teeth and continuously released three great moves. In the end, he used a prop to destroy one of the Northern Tribes leader's guards. Quickly retreating, he let the other little brothers block the Northern Tribe Warrior who was following closely behind. Behind him, the Reverend continuously sent a few milky-white rays of light into his body. But he did not feel much strength. His body felt empty.    

"How many brothers do you have left?" The comet Lunar Scourge took a few deep breaths before it opened its mouth, and its voice was incomparably hoarse.    

"Less than 3000 people left." The little brother said in a low voice.    

"Why is there only so little left?" The comet's body shook and almost fell down. The little brother was so scared that he quickly supported him. Comforting, he said, "It's not just our 'Galaxy Workshop'. The other forces also have the same number of casualties."    

Comet Shooting Moon's mood did not improve in the slightest. The other forces were different from the studios. The purpose of the studios was to make profits. With so many members dead, there was no need to think about the profits this month. They just hoped that they would not lose so much.    

Suddenly, a loud noise sounded from the side. A huge shock wave formed a hurricane. It swept in all directions. Milky Way Workshop was more than 200 meters away. It still felt like it was blown away. When the wind became weaker, as the dust settled, the members of Milky Way Workshop were horrified to find that... There were only a few people left in Triple Gang, and their headquarters had been destroyed. Only a few dozens of players at the border managed to escape with their lives. Even if they helped their owners, they would still die.    

The members of Triple Gang who had survived were still in shock. They were flooded by the surging Warrior of the Northern Tribes. The members of Milky Way Workshop were all ice-cold. Although Triple Gang was not as good as Milky Way Workshop, at least it could still be helped, but now it was gone. ' Milky Way Workshop 'had to face two attacks on its own.    

Another earth-shattering sound rang out. It was the powerful attack from the totem of the Flood Dragon Tribe. It directly caught all of the higher ups of Fallen Leaf Mercenary Group in one fell swoop. Wails rang out from that direction. Fallen Leaf Mercenary Group almost collapsed. Qing Sha City reacted very quickly. Murong Yunhan had brought 20,000 members with him and stabilized the situation. This was only the corner of the battlefield. The advantage of the number of players gradually decreased as time passed.    

It was mainly because of the experts. If ordinary players died, then so be it. The losses weren't too great. If the experts died, then the next time they appeared... Their strength wouldn't be that strong. The reason why the players were so strong at the start was because their skills were still there. After the skill entered the cooldown period, they were all very sad. On the contrary, the ones who died in front were all ordinary Warrior. The further one went, the higher Warrior's level became, and the stronger he became.    

"The casualties are too great!" At 1: 30 AM, there were still many players who did not sleep and were paying attention to this battle. He opened up the casualty rate and took a look. The casualty rate had exceeded 1.8 million. This was only the beginning. At dawn, the casualties should have exceeded 3 million.    

These were all experts.    

"Let's go back and sleep!" Dongfang Qingyu waited for Luo Mengmeng and Zhang Lu'er to crush the Magic Scroll before he left the battlefield. The Fire Ant Army in the desert had run out, and since it was almost time, he had to log off.    

The content came from [Miegu Reading].