Players Please Respect Yourself

   Chapter 210 I'm going to be a great chief (1 more)

   "This...what the hell...thing?" Ashe's voice was almost dreamy.

  The savages of the northern land live in the most cruel environment, and they should have been used to seeing life and death.

   But after seeing the terrifying scenes on the plateau below, no one could speak.

   Originally, on the plateau, almost all the Northland clan warriors, including the Xueying clan where Fang Lang and Ashe were, gathered together, and they should block the enemy in the narrow mountain pass.

   Now, holding on has lost its meaning.

   The narrowest mountain pass has been broken through, and those monsters composed of N hands have begun to sweep this plateau.

   There are too many of them, I don’t know how many are still under the mountain, but now there are more than 50,000.

   Not only because of their monstrous shapes that make calculations more difficult, in fact, from the throbbing 'horizon' in the distance, their numbers are too numerous to describe in any human language.

  Ashe knew very well that the total number of clans in the entire Northland would not exceed 50,000 warriors and adults, let alone squeeze out an army that could compete with this group of monsters.

   In this way, even the entire Pazut Plateau cannot accommodate all the multi-handed monsters to attack on the same front.

  These monsters are crowded with each other, more disgusting than Die Die Le, crowding all the spaces. As long as the multi-handed monsters in front walk slowly, the back will climb up like crazy, forming a huge wave of monsters.

   "No! I don't want to die!"

   "Impossible to win!"

   "Ancestor!"

  The Northlanders have long since collapsed. They have lived in the Stone Age for a long time, and they have never seen such a terrifying monster.

  Whether he ran slowly, twisted his foot halfway, or rushed to deliver it bravely, without exception, he was grabbed by a big hand that was several times his own. Then those irregular monsters would always open a **** mouth on their torso, swallowing the northern warriors whole.

What makes my scalp numb is that in the next instant, I can see two more hands on those 'dough', and a face that seems to be covered by a white cloth, keeps twisting, and seems to be trying to scream silently——the It is the face of the victim!

   Looking at the sea of ​​monsters that engulfed all paths, the hearts of Ashe and all the Northlanders on the hills were frozen.

"It's impossible to defeat so many monsters!" Joanna clenched her red spear, her knuckles turning white from too much force: "I finally know why the Garwolves attacked our two fringe clans madly. . They are making a way for themselves!"

  The sky over the suspension bridge cannot completely stop these monsters. Anyway, you can leave a memory. Once defeated, at least give the Fang Lang clan a hope for reproduction.

   just happened to be destroyed by Ashe with the players.

   none of this matters anymore.

   "Woo! It's impossible to win! We can't even escape."

   "Have our ancestors who guarded us abandoned us?"

   The people of the Yak and Antelope clans began to cry in low voices.

  The players looked at each other.

  【Coffee Machine 07】: "Is this a plot?"

  【Forbearance】: "It should be."

  【Queen of Hell】: "What's going on?"

  【Eternal Reading Time】Shrugged: "Take a good look, anyway, I don't think we can win."

   Gradually, the eyes of all Northlanders fell on Ai Xi, a slender figure that was not burly but quite strong, and at some point had become the Dinghai Shenzhen in the hearts of all Northlanders.

   It was she, with a mysterious 'monster' army, who rescued the two clans from the abyss of despair.

   It is she who leads all the survivors on this trek.

  Whether the survivors of the two clans like it or not, their lives are in Ashe's hands.

  One, two, dozens, hundreds of fiery gazes fell on Ashe.

  Standing in the cold wind, letting the cloak rattle behind him, Ashe's seemingly weak shoulders had to shoulder the fate of hundreds or even thousands of people.

  Aishi took a deep breath, looked at the fish and shrimp players whose eyes were still hot, and suddenly had an idea: "Everyone wait a moment, I want to discuss with my... comrades in arms."

   Put down an intermediate-level sea altar, Ashe pressed his left hand on the trident-shaped altar, and his spiritual thoughts flowed.

  Here, Wang Hao, who was instructing the shield crab and the ghost crab to dig the ground to turn the abyss city and the Symmetra border into a swamp, suddenly received a request from Ashe.

   System prompt: [Ashe, the hero under the host, hopes to get the host's permission to accept an unknown number of Northerners into the Land Forsaken. The number of applications is now 487. Please note that all newly added Northlanders will occupy the host’s summons quota. The Northland barbarian race level is 4, and a single individual will occupy 2 places…]

  Wang Hao suddenly felt like his head was as big as a bucket.

  Ashe helped him bring in wage earners, he didn't mind. The point is that it will grab the player's place, which is troublesome. Now there are nearly a thousand people.

   He has been paying attention to the live video of the expeditionary army players, and of course he knows what is going on on the opposite side. According to Ashe's temperament, she would really save her casually. If she didn't save 8,000 people, she would be snickering.

   The problem is that he can't get so many places at all.

  11,500 places may seem like a lot, but now there are almost 8,000 players in Abyss City.

How to do?

   If the northerners are not allowed to come, the hero (tool man) of Ashe will probably be gone.

  Then...pretend the server is unstable and kick some players?

   Just kidding, when the time comes to cover up the explosion, he is still not a pill?

   At this time, Wang Hao suddenly remembered one thing - the origin of the Scorpion King.

   Lao Long said that at a certain time, the Land Abandoned by God will introduce some powerful forces who voluntarily join as a sniper against the regional overlords through inducements and other means. Back then, Lao Long beat all the opposing forces to death with his own strength.

   Now that he is the boss of Quicksand City, he is naturally constrained and unable to take action, but this does not prevent him from revealing these small details.

   Thinking of this, Wang Hao had an idea: "The sniper system, please tell Ashe, let her first become the chief of the North, and then apply to become the challenger of the next ten, and challenge the overlord of the [Western Desert] by name."

  Rarely, the sniper system took a full minute to reply to him this time: [Is it appropriate for you to cheat so blatantly? 】

   Wang's heart trembled for a while: "Land Forsaken by God doesn't prohibit subordinates from rebelling, right? It doesn't prohibit rebelling and then surrender, and then be forgiven by the overlord?"

   After another ten seconds, the system finally spoke: [Only once! Moreover, the regulations have just been revised. 】

  Wang Hao laughed, very thief.

   Here, Ashe looked weird at first, and then a moving smile appeared on his face.

   "Sorry, everyone, I may have to be the chief of the Northland. Then, the [Ice Expedition Force] obeys the order, the target - those monsters!"

   "Oh oh oh!" The next second, of course, was the roar of excitement from the players.

   (end of this chapter)