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Chapter 882: Spectator mode activated


The sky was gloomy, with light snow falling at dawn.

If it were over in Anhui Province, it would definitely be extremely cold at this moment due to the impact of post-apocalyptic climate change.

However, the island country of Fuso is located above the ocean, and the temperature is relatively high.

Even if the entire Kyoto was shrouded in snow, there was still no cold or low temperature that could freeze ordinary survivors to death.

The believers from the Fusang subdivision in District 11 of the Fallen Star Sect came here in such an environment.

Strict discipline kept these thousands of believers silent throughout the entire process, quietly maintaining their array in all directions.

The silence put a lot of pressure on the Fuso professionals in Kyoto.

Without repeated confirmation, it would be difficult for them to imagine that these enemies alone could easily wipe out the entire Fuso profession in Hokkaido.

But they soon paid the price for their optimism.

The ground shook slightly, and soon, a jagged black tide faintly appeared at the end of the horizon, and the roars of various monsters could be faintly heard.

Professionals who have been in the apocalypse for five years are no strangers to this scene.

The tide of beasts that occurs every winter Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Fang Jin "forgot" yesterday to inform Iga Masamoto about the Fallen Star Sect's ability to drive beasts, nor did he remind them to remember to kill the surrounding monsters in advance.

As a result, the Fuso professionals on the Kyoto defense line saw tens of thousands of magical beasts in disbelief, swarming in from the east and north at almost the same time.

Among them are the one-ton Raging Claw Bear, the hordes of Gardner Demon Wolves, the Jade Fire Banshees who are proficient in fire and curse spells, and the withered spirits formed by demonizing plants.

Among them are many evil and terrifying beasts of silver-level elites.

The monsters, stimulated by the psychedelic spices and driven by the unique secret method of the Fallen Star Sect, only have the desire for destruction in their hearts.

With his red eyes widened, he rushed towards Kyoto's outer defense line.

Above them, there are nearly a thousand flying monsters of various types.

"Quick defense" "Second echelon, hurry to the eastern front for reinforcements" The stunned senior leaders of the Iga Ninja Association finally came to their senses, scolded their men to fight, and at the same time made emergency arrangements.

Before this, their main force was placed in the north where the Fallen Star Sect was attacking.

No one expected that nearly 20,000 magical beasts would suddenly appear on the east side of the defense line, catching them off guard.

Soon, various sounds such as shouts of death, explosions, and roars filled the battlefield.

The fighting that had been staged under the Yanjing base began to be replayed in front of the Kyoto defense line.

However, both the scale and the brutality are greatly reduced.

"Don't tell me, the Fuso professionals are still playing decently.

They have some rules."

Because the matter had nothing to do with them, Peng Mingzhe and Wei Gong looked very relaxed.

I don't know when I got rid of the monitor and ran to a commanding height near Kyoto's second line of defense, where I had an overview of the entire battlefield.

While casually eating the popcorn he brought in his storage backpack, he pointed and discussed the "real-time war blockbuster".

"Basically, this batch of warcraft can consume Kyoto's peripheral defense line and a batch of cannon fodder.

After that, it will depend on the real battle between the two sides."

Fang Jin said this.

The most elite forces on Fuso's side, as well as the legendary Shimazu Takewei, have not shown up yet, and it is obvious that they have not yet used their full strength.

In addition, until the beginning of the war, Iga Masamoto did not show any intention of imploring them to take action personally.

Therefore, he is not worried at all about the outcome of the current warm-up battle.

The Fuso people definitely have at least one or two trump cards.

I just don’t know if this trump card is enough in front of the four priests and one bishop of Fallen Star.

The strong smell of blood spread on the battlefield.

As the day approached noon, the tens of thousands of magical beasts on the battlefield were gradually exhausted.

Fuso also paid the price of nearly two thousand bronze cannon fodder, a small number of silver professional sacrifices, and the peripheral defense line was riddled with holes.

The result was not beyond Fang Jin's expectation.

While the believer army of the Fuso Division of the Fallen Star Sect began to mobilize and prepare to appear, Kyoto took the initiative to abandon the outer defense line and retreated to the real defense line, which was fully expanded with the original defense system of the Iga Ninja Association as the main body.

The real decisive battle begins now.

Bishop Sander of the Fallen Star Sect was worried about long nights and dreams after being attacked by Fang Jin and three others and losing a priest.

It only took a quarter of an hour to adjust, and then launched an attack.

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He actually wanted to capture Kyoto in one day and completely wipe out the main force of Fuso's professionals.

Accompanying these thousands of believers were four priests who stood relatively conservatively.

Perhaps because they wanted to save their gold-level ultimate moves to deal with powerful enemies in the dark, the priests did not use their full strength as soon as they came up.

Mixed among the believers, he kept chanting some large-scale destruction skills such as blizzards, meteor showers, and chain lightning.

Even so, they caused tremendous pressure and casualties on Fuso professionals.

Although blizzards, meteors and fire showers are only level 25 silver level skills, the power is naturally very different when released from gold level hands.

Ordinary Bronze-level players are basically killed in one or two waves under the cross-attack of blazing flames and cold frost.

Unless you're right on the edge of the skill's killing range, you can't escape at all.

The silver level is relatively better.

If you react quickly, you have a chance to escape the range of the skill.

However, there are still many crispy ones who will be killed by the subsequent continuous damage of burning and freezing, or they will be targeted by other fallen star deacons and fanatic believers when they have residual health.

Hit to complete the last hit.

After just a few waves of skills, hundreds of Fuso professionals died at the hands of these priests.

Including no less than thirty Silver-level This speed of loss has made the top leaders of Fuso's major professional forces a little bit unable to sit still.

In addition, they had successively identified the location of a suspected gold-level priest among the crowd of Fallen Star believers, and an order prepared in advance was immediately issued.

Hundreds of professional thieves sneaked into the defense lines of both warring parties and suddenly appeared to attack, causing a lot of chaos.

Immediately, two hundred of the most elite Silver-level professionals escorted ten deliberately selected dead soldiers and killed several Fallen Star Priests.

And these dead soldiers all carried extremely conspicuous magic metal cylinders weighing at least two to three hundred kilograms.

The various runes engraved on the surface were faintly flashing with an inconspicuous dark red light.

"Could this be a self-destruction?"

Fang Jin and the other three were condescending and could see very clearly.

Based on the habits of Fusang people, I immediately guessed the result to a certain degree.

On the Yanjing side, Chinese professionals have also given birth to quasi-golden ranks.

Although it can be said to be a one-time consumable, with serious consequences such as lifespan being greatly reduced and strength falling back to the gray iron level, at least death is not inevitable.

There will be generous compensation after the war, and no one in the top ranks of Chinese professionals dares to Publicly forcing the hand to die.

These Fuso people are much more ruthless than them

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