MTL - Players Please Respect Yourself-Chapter 39 Spartan Three Hundred Crayfish

  Chapter 39 Spartan Three Hundred Crayfish

   Wang Hao, who was under the helmet, felt that his face was burning.

   Don't hesitate to fight the sky and the ground, it's too middle school.

   But since I played the NPC, I will continue to play it.

   Accompanied by the cold words, hundreds of water bags filled with water suddenly opened their own openings, and the streams that should have been flying everywhere, under the guidance of the mysterious power emanating from Jason, all raised their heads like spirit snakes.

   This scene was broadcast to many players in the form of live broadcast, and it was the first time for tens of thousands of players who were following the progress of the game to see.

   "Wow! This CG is so cool."

  More than a hundred water snakes twisted their necks like spirit snakes. In the next second, they flew out of thin air like a hundred rivers entering the sea, and came to the front of Wang Hao's forehead, compressing, compressing, and compressing again.

   From a water mass of more than ten cubic meters, it turned into two beads with a diamond texture, which passed through the back of Lord Jason's hand, and then pierced through the palm and poured onto the ground.

   "Crash!" It was clearly a small stream as thick as a thumb, and there was a loud waterfall-like sound.

   In the blink of an eye, the trickle spread out on the ground, forming a large magic circle with a diameter of 20 meters on the other side of the original 99 players.

  Under Ashe's surprised gaze, it was like a corpse resurrected. I don't know how many large and small springs spewed out of the magic circle. Those water columns quickly formed small figures with shrimp heads and shrimp tails, with human-shaped hands and feet.

  Is this the Crayfish Man Summoning?

   Ashe looked at Jason, whose team was growing, and felt a little weird. In theory, she was already with him.

  But while feeling the vitality of these crayfish people, she couldn't sense their souls, as if they were a bunch of walking dead.

   This gave her a sense of immorality that violated the taboos of life.

   Over there, the new crayfish player shouted, "Finally found an organization!"

  【Fifteen Taishans】: "Although I am literate, I will continue to 'fuck off' to travel the world!"

  【Dongjun's Jade Bow】: "Oh, can't you bring the equipment for the single-player campaign?"

   On this side, [Burning Dawn of the Sky] shouted: "Be quick, the old rules are loyal to the boss. If you slow down, you will lose a lot of favorability."

   All of the elite players came this time. In fact, Zhuo Xiao did not need to say anything, and immediately swore allegiance.

   These guys are screaming and screaming, how numb they are.

   "Wencheng Wude, the leader of Momma, is all paste!"

   "Lord Lord, please take us to the Thunder Bluff and punch the Undercity!"

   Anyway, he heard Wang Hao's black line, so he could only suppress his anger and pretend he didn't understand: "Your loyalty will be rewarded. Go get the equipment!"

  The things in the single player campaign are really game data.

   Bloody Arena is the real thing. Wang Hao couldn't conjure up a full set of equipment for them all at once.

  Each crayfish player can issue a crocodile tooth dagger and a small leather shield.

  【Crocodile's Teeth】: This is a small machete made of sharp teeth in the mouth of the magic crocodile killed by player XXX.

  Quality: [White Ordinary Equipment]

   Attack Power: 2~5

   Durability: 20/31 (unrepairable)

  【Rockback Shield】: This is a shield made from the thick skin peeled off from the rockback beast killed by player XXX.

  Quality: [White Ordinary Equipment]

   Defense: 4 points

  Weight: 500g

   Durability: 20/31 (unrepairable)

   is a novice outfit, after all, the crocodile teeth really can't compare with the fangs of the angler fish. In the same way, a piece of rock-back animal skin is covered with a piece of tree bark, and its defense is really terrible. It can only be said that it is better than empty hands.

  99 first batch of players are willing to resell equipment to Mengxin, but these poor ghosts can't get a single one. On the contrary, there are a few players who are obviously acquainted in reality, or who have agreed to trade with py for a long time, and gave some medium equipment to a dozen newcomers.

  Aisy, who was watching the crayfish while guarding the city wall, couldn't hide the surprise on his face.

   In her opinion, crayfish people and goblins are all low-level creatures that can't stand on the table. It was difficult for her to understand why Jason Momoa, who was so powerful, needed these little dwarfs with less than 5 combat power.

   After contacting for a long time, I found that as long as the tasks are assigned, these guys are quite reliable and have a high IQ. Sometimes the tricks used are more shameless, the key is to complete the task!

   This time, she was even more surprised.

  Because after the crayfish tossed, it was very rare that they queued up by themselves.

   The newly arrived crayfish showed significantly better qualities than the previous batch. They lined up 50 crayfish in a square, so that the first batch of crayfish also blushed and went to line up.

   Wang Hao secretly amazed: These players are a bit interesting!

   He didn't know that the players who can score high, either have a good combat level in reality, or have a better tactical awareness.

  Before the VR generation game came out, many players were experts in cold weapon games. They have their own unique insights and entry points for judging the enemy's tactics.

  Since Lord Jason Momoa has summoned so many crayfish, it is natural for them to think of enemies that are either huge or organized like ghosts.

   No matter which one, its individual combat power is probably stronger than that of the crayfish.

   To bring down such an opponent, organizational discipline is essential.

   These players have already discussed it on the forum. In particular, the top 100 guys even opened a team voice in advance to discuss and chose the squad leader and squadron leader by themselves.

   Neat crayfish lined up.

Looking at their red shrimp heads and tails, holding a shield in his left hand and a machete in his right hand, Wang Hao really had the feeling of 'incarnating himself as King Leonidas of Sparta, with his three hundred Spartan warriors in front of him'. rush.

   Not only him, but even the players themselves have this illusion.

   "Do you think we are like that..."

   "Fart, we are [Spartan three hundred crayfish] at most!"

   "Pfft!"

   They didn't even realize that a crayfish with the name of [Gabe] on its head was mixed into the 99-person lobster team.

   They didn't expect that in the future, whether it was themselves or other players, they would call this batch of elite players like this...

  Wang Hao endured a bit hard, and finally calmed down. His cold and majestic voice spread throughout the audience:

"See that unjust sky? This land! This sky curses us! Hope to water this ominous land with our flesh and blood! I have a hunch - this outpost we built with our own hands, soon will be destroyed!"

  The players were in a commotion. Although this post is a bit low, it was built by so many players for a few days. Say it's gone?

  Wang Hao raised his right hand high, clenched his fist fiercely and shouted:

"But, it doesn't matter! The destruction of a mere outpost cannot hit the real Atlantis warriors! Starting tonight, we will use the weapons in our hands to tell our enemies - wherever we look, it is Ya The Territory of Tlantis!"

   "If you punish us, we will kill all your followers!"

   "Above the earth! In the deep sea! No enemy can stop our troops!"

   "My servants, use your weapons tonight to tell the enemy - surrender! Or die!"

  Lord Momma's very incendiary words made the three hundred crayfish in Sparta raise their weapons in unison and shout.

   "Submit! Or die!"

   (end of this chapter)