Creating a Virtual World

Dead silence, desolation.

General Atlan rode his horse to the legendary doomsday plane, and what he was greeted with was a corpse smell that made him want to vomit.

Years of military career have made him used to this smell of corpses, but what about the enemy?

General Atlan looked around and there was nothing on the plain battlefield, only corpses... There was only a single city wall standing in the distance.

He thought that this dead plane would be full of demons, Zerg, abyss, chaos and other monsters. The church members in Marshal Amt's team had already brought a lot of them.

But there seems to be nothing in this plane, except for corpses, there are only corpses, and there are a group of bouncing and cute saviors.

wrong!

The war horse that General Atlan was riding suddenly became extremely uneasy. There was a strange magic power surging on the ground, and the whole ground trembled slightly.

"My...my lord...the corpse...moved!"

"Undead Army?"

General Atlan looked at the corpses of soldiers who fell on the battlefield in the distance. They supported their bodies with broken weapons and slowly stood up in the barren land. Some corpses even stood up again in postures that violated gravity. get up.

He stared at a living corpse in heavy armor, and the head of the zombie soldier turned to General Atlan, and the zombie soldier raised his sword in almost slow motion again and pointed it at Atlan General, the next second, the scarlet soul fire burned in its pupils.

"The whole army is ready to fight!" General Atlan immediately issued an order, and the soldiers in the front row of the army raised their shields to resist General Atlan.

"Bowmen! Mage squad!"

When the general issued orders one by one, intending to entangle the army of living corpses in the form of positional warfare.

A three-meter-long oval explosive bomb suddenly fell from the sky. .

"That's a kind of alchemy bomb called Quantum Bomb! Tell your soldiers to close their eyes! Quick!" The gun knight's reminder sounded in front of General Atlan.

But it was too late... This quantum bomb pierced into the most densely populated position of the resuscitated zombie soldiers, and the fiery flash bloomed on the battlefield accompanied by the sound of the explosion.

General Atlan only felt that his eyes were a little stinging...

"What is that! The enemy's weapon?" General Atlan asked loudly.

"An advanced skill in the holy spirit called the gunner profession." The gun knight also answered loudly.

"Holy Spirit?"

Atlan forced his eyes open, only to find that there were thirteen more quantum bombs on the battlefield.

"Damn it!" General Atlan felt that his eyes were about to be blinded by these explosive bombs, but it was not over yet... The temperature of the entire battlefield dropped suddenly, and several battlefields in the distance fell into an extremely cold storm and deep In the purple black hole.

"They really don't show mercy at all!" The gun knight said loudly again.

"What is that?"

"Extreme Ice Feast and Annihilation Black Hole! Elementalist's advanced skills!"

General Atlan didn't hear what the gun knight was saying at all, because roaring like a tiger had already been heard from the battlefield on the other side.

Magic power... From Atlan's point of view, a tiger made of magic power hunted around the battlefield.

"The tiger shakes the ground, I remember this trick!" The gun knight said again.

"I know the power of these holy spirits! But can their battles be organized!"

General Atlan raised his volume and yelled loudly at the gun knight. Now the environment on the battlefield has become a complete mess, and various special effects of skills are flying around the battlefield.

The positional warfare envisioned by General Atlan has turned into chaotic street fighting, or simply a war of fighting each other with magic.

"Get out of the way! You NPCs are blocking my way!"

When General Atlan just asked this question, a vehicle with a drill fell from the sky like a tractor and made a "chug-chug" sound and quickly drove towards the distant battlefield.

The appearance of this car also led to the formation that Marshal Atlan managed to form with great difficulty... self-defeating.

"That car is the Frost Drilling Car, a thing that can be made by a profession called a magician, and the holy spirit is fighting on its own, and only a small number of people will form a team." Gun Knight continued to help General Atlan's science Follow the living habits of this group of holy spirits.

"How come this group of NPCs are blocking the way, can you let it go?"

General Atlan heard a muffled voice behind him again. He turned his head and almost pulled out the sword in his hand to chop off the holy spirit.

In fact, some soldiers couldn't bear to do this, but he didn't hit it.

A demon... a demon with a body height of two meters.

"Demons! Why are there demons here!" General Atlan yelled in disbelief, but his move to swing his sword was blocked by the Gun Knight.

"That's the Avenger, a branch of the profession chosen by the priests in the Holy Spirit. I have also inquired about this profession. Although they said that they handed over their body and mind to the devil...but...how should I explain it?" The Gun Knight really didn't know what to say. how to explain.

But the Avengers player with the River Map ID on his head glanced at General Atlan, who was acting too aggressively.

"It looks like you're under a lot of pressure, so you're bald. For the sake of the same kind of people, I'll breastfeed you." He kindly released a slow cure for the general.

Under the somewhat collapsed gaze of the general, the demon used his sharp claws to cast a spell full of holy light on his head.

Then he felt the baptism of the Holy Light.

After the Avenger player released his healing skills, he ran towards the distant battlefield without looking back.

"I still suggest that the soldiers under your command give way to those holy spirits." The gun knight glanced at the holy spirits gushing out of the space-time crack.

"Then why do we bring soldiers here?" General Atlan asked puzzled.

"Taling told us that we only need to guard this place and give some support to the Holy Spirits. If necessary, we can sell some potions to those Holy Spirits, and if you get the magic stone as a reward, you can entrust those Holy Spirits to do some tasks."

The Gun Knight began to teach General Atlan how to be a good NPC in the dungeon.

"This situation applies to soldiers under your command who get lost in this doomsday plane." The gun knight said again.

"Do you believe in these unknown saviors?"

General Atlan listened to the description of the gun knight, as if he was saying to put down his weapons and wait for the arrival of victory.

But those living corpses are not ordinary undead, they ate several powerful skills of the Holy Spirit without falling to the ground.

"If you plan to participate in this melee, I will not stop you. His Majesty the King gave me the order to guard the plane of the Tower of Trials, not to attack. As for the decision of your Dark Flame Kingdom, we have nothing to do with it."

The gun knight pointed to the battlefield where various explosions, frost, and hurricanes intertwined in the distance.