I Am the God of Games

The special envoy old man Basil narrowed his eyes slightly, looked around quietly, and found that although the guards in the envoy group didn't say anything, their faces were clearly showing the arrogant and rude attitude of the guy from Lancaster. Displeased look.

Very good, people's hearts are available.

Old Basil nodded indiscernibly.

However, although the guards were very familiar, if he really asked him to call them, he would not be able to call out the names of a few guards, so in the end he decided to let the Mo Nan knight.

Although I don't know Mo Nan's strength, but I think he can be a small captain among the elite kings selected as guards.

Just when Basil was about to reply to the pink flounder, the other party said carelessly: "Forget it, let's go together! I just hit the back of the knife that can be just right to not kill the opponent!"

Basil: ? ? ?

Are all Lancastrians that arrogant?

Even if no one asked Basil 'what do you think about this matter', Basil felt that there must be something strange about this matter.

It's just that as an envoy, he can think calmly without being influenced by the other party, but it doesn't mean that the guards are also fine.

Originally, after Basil's provocation yesterday, these people were suffocated, and now the freak wearing a pink flounder headgear in front of him clearly didn't take them seriously, which made him call himself an elite on weekdays. How could they, who are so proud, be able to swallow this breath?

"Then let me show you your strength!"

Mo Nanpi cupped his hands with a smile on his face, which was equivalent to accepting the opponent's invitation to fight.

He wanted to single out the other party by himself and beat up that pink flounder, but his colleagues were also very upset. No matter who he let go at this time, the others couldn't vent their dissatisfaction to their heart's content.

Rather than causing any problems because of this kind of shit, it's better to just follow the other party's arrogance and let everyone go up and kill this idiot!

"Build a crossbow, let the Lancasters who came to welcome us experience the enthusiasm from the imperial capital!"

Following Mo Nan's instructions, the other guards deployed the small crossbow stored on the left forearm and mounted the arrows in less than two seconds with flexible and skilled movements.

Although the arrow looks small and delicate,

But the cold tip can make everyone understand that this is not a toy, but a weapon capable of killing people!

The pink flounder was also striding towards Mo Nan and the others at a terrifying speed while they were setting up their crossbows!

At this moment, Mo Nan and the others also shot the arrows in their hands, and suddenly more than twenty arrows shot towards the pink flounder swordsman in all directions!

In addition, Mo Nan didn't take it lightly: he didn't just shoot one arrow and stop, but used his skills on the battlefield to shoot three or four arrows in the blink of an eye.

However, the pink flounder's movements were unexpectedly agile. Even in the midst of a rapid sprint, it could change lanes quickly and even make some postures to avoid arrow attacks.

Before several guards could react at all, they were hit on the back of the neck by the opponent's sword, and they just rolled their eyes and passed out!

"How is it possible? So many arrows can be dodged..."

Mo Nan exclaimed in disbelief.

The flounder swordsman who was moving at high speed heard his words, paused and stopped.

"If you think too much, even I can't avoid or block all the arrows when I charge at high speed." He said: "It's just that the damage of this kind of thing is too low. As long as you avoid the vital points, you won't be killed directly." If so, it won't have much of an impact."

Mo Nan took a closer look and saw that the flounder swordsman's body was full of short arrows shot by the guards, making him look like a hedgehog.

It's just that for some reason, the flounder head that looks the most sandy doesn't have a single arrow on it.

This scene made Mo Nan gasp.

Having been on the battlefield, he naturally knew the disadvantages of this kind of arrows. Because of the shortened crossbow arm, and the power is easy to carry and the weight of the arrow is reduced, the power is indeed not as good as that of normal bows and arrows.

But a weapon is a weapon, even if its power has dropped a lot, it is still a deadly weapon. If it is shot, the damage caused is not much better than ordinary bows and arrows. After all, arrows do not rely on penetrating wounds to kill!

Among Wang's elite, most of them can grit their teeth and continue fighting even if they are hit by one or two arrows, as long as they don't get hit.

And some iron-blooded tough guys in the team can continue to slash the generals and capture the flag when they are hit by four or five arrows, but the pain and the arrows in their bodies will make their movements start to lose shape.

But like the man in front of him, he was about to be shot into a sieve, and he was still able to defeat the enemy without changing his face (although he couldn't see his face), even judging from the look of his comrade-in-arms who rolled his eyes indecently , the other party really kept their hands, and didn't kill them directly...

Mo Nan couldn't accept it for a while.

"Don't you feel pain?"

"Of course it hurts." Flounder Swordsman replied casually: "Although there are some guys who are afraid of pain (referring to players who completely turn off the pain sense), this pain can make me concentrate more (referring to about 20% of the players) The pain sensation can make it easier for you to grasp your physical condition without distracting yourself from looking at the system page).”

"..."

Can you actually use pain to flog yourself to become stronger? How can this be! When did such a ruthless character appear in Lancaster City?

Mo Nan was speechless at this moment.

"Are you done asking? If you're done asking, let's continue fighting." Flounder Swordsman waved the single-edged long sword in his hand: "Before my blood runs dry, I will definitely knock you all down."

Mo Nan suddenly heard something unusual in the other party's words.

This guy, even if he dies here, will he continue the bet without any bets and knock down all these guards?

"Why do you have to do this... A strong man like you obviously has more and better places to go..." Mo Nan asked subconsciously, "Is it really worth it?"

Even though he didn't realize it, in fact, when he faced the flounder swordsman in front of him, he had already started to cowardice deep in his heart.

Otherwise, he wouldn't talk so much in normal times.

"Maybe it's not worth it (meaning that you will lose experience when you die), but you must do what you say. This is my creed." The other party replied suddenly, and Mo Nan even had the illusion of 'this guy is laughing wildly': " Don't worry, it won't kill you, as long as it's over all at once."

After finishing speaking, the pink flounder rushed towards him with a sword. It was obvious that the hood was very funny, but that look was extremely hideous in Mo Nan's eyes at the moment.

He raised his hand crossbow and shouted while shooting arrows: "Don't come near me!"

The next moment, he felt a pain in the back of his neck, and his consciousness slipped into a dark abyss...