Vol 2 Chapter 509: Forbidden Curse-Nightfall

After all, whether from time? Or location? None of the branch offices in the west can be compared with the old one.
"If I can use it, I try not to use it."
Xiao Ming nodded and replied seriously, he knew how powerful it was.
What about using plague bombs to destroy the Tyrant Guild on Rainy Night? Everyone knows that.
He can do this, because the Tyrant will insult him first, have grudges and grievances, and no one can speak.
But the Dragon Touring Guild failed. Once it was used, it would be 100% submerged by the saliva of countless players, and there might be pots of dirty water falling down.
At that time, the prestige that the Dragon Touring Guild has worked so hard to build will plummet.
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After arranging the retreat of the second guild resident, Changjian Henge looked for Gemini and told something.
Finally, she mysteriously summoned the old cow to a hidden place and ordered something.
Can't hear what was said? But the old cow was in a good mood when he came out.
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President Tyrannical has nothing to arrange, and he has all the power to hand it over to the military divisions and managers in the guild.
To be honest, he is more than enough to manage a company of five hundred people, but he cannot manage thousands, or even tens of thousands of guild members.
At this time, he can realize his brother's hardships and his hardships.
At this point, an idea came to the mind of'Batian 2', and a tricky smile appeared on the corner of its mouth.
"Hey, brother, I can't manage it. Come and help me. No, no, you have to help."
There is nothing that can't be solved by acting like a baby, especially if one man acts like a baby on another.
A player with such a domineering and domineering Tyrant, hearing this was also a chill, got goosebumps all over, and then rushed over non-stop.
He was not trying to help manage the guild, but he wanted to hack his brother to death.
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The Guild under Heaven is very peaceful, like a vast ocean without a bottom.
They didn't make any moves, what should the members do as usual, they didn't think about defense at all...
There was no one in the hall of the'Tianxia Guild'.
However, there is a huge blueprint on the hall in the very center, and when you look closely, it is a complete topographical map around town No. 48.
Many places above are marked in red, and a wrong number is typed. I don't know the meaning.
The most conspicuous thing was the resident of the Tyrant Guild, which had four or five wrong numbers.
After a while, light and transparent ripples appeared in the originally silent space and empty hall as if the breeze was blowing over the water.
A petite figure appeared quietly, kakaka, and took dozens of shots of this picture.
He nodded in satisfaction, taunted the security of the'Tianxia Guild' and sneaked into a state of nothingness.
Soon after he left, another figure appeared, first despising the person who had disappeared before, and then quickly copying this strategic layout and disappearing.
Two people, this is not over yet, the third, fourth, fifth...
After the people behind live, the first thing is to despise and roll their eyes.
Ten minutes after the seven figures disappeared, the figure of "Tian Xia" appeared from not far away, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.
This group of clubs...
How much effect this false information can play? How many people can be pitted?
"The World" has long been accustomed to this kind of intrigue, and it can be controlled without any obstacles.
After all the gangsters disappeared,'Tianxia' took out a brand-new layout map and began to analyze and watch carefully.
An hour later, ‘Tianxia’ walked out of the conference hall sternly.
Three seconds later,'Tianxia' entered suddenly, vigilantly surveying the surrounding area, and even released a few skills to explore the way.
He always had a feeling of being spied on before, but he couldn't find that person, so he wanted to swindle him.
No one, "Tianxia" goes out again.
Go in, go out, go in, go out.
"Tianxia" repeats this way three or four times, and the interval between each time is different.
He firmly believes that if there are people in the hall? It must be bluffed.
Since I repeat it four times, no one is there? It must be nobody's.
'Tianxia' put down the last trace of guard and left.
Thirty minutes later, the long sword broke through the sky and patiently emerged from the lobby of the'Tianxia Guild'.
After taking pictures of all the surroundings, he committed suicide.
It’s easy to get in, but it’s difficult to get out without disturbing the ‘world’.
Suicide is the best way...
Everything is unknowingly.
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Wing Man Kingdom, Rainy Night walked out of the plague hall to the temporary residence room on the second floor of Wing Man Kingdom.
Ok? Where is Uncle Bluman? Where's the one-armed uncle?
Huh? There were two letters on the table, one by Bruman and the other with one-armed.
Rainy night picked up Bruman's point and opened:
"Young Master, one-armed and others will take me to strengthen my strength. Don't worry, we will automatically come back in one month. If this time is exceeded, you will leave the Wingman Realm first, and we will meet in the mainland."
There are not many words from Bluman, but every sentence is the main point.
Pick up a one-armed one:
"My lord, Bruman's strength is too low and too embarrassing. I will take it away and sharpen it. Then I will return you a worthy talent."
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After reading these two letters, Yuye put them aside to prepare for forging.
After spending so long with Bluman, he disappeared suddenly, and the rainy night was really empty.
Forget it, there is one month left, so let's practice forging.
Immersed in the forging, time passed like a white horse.
The day ended quickly, and August 30 arrived.
At eight o'clock, Rainy Night and others log in to the game after dinner.
The rainy night is still the same as usual, starting to forge.
Today's materials are slightly inadequate, and he will have to buy some in a while.
But when Lao Zhang and others logged into the game, he was shocked.
Ok? Why is it still night? The outside world is obviously daytime.
Double moon suspended? Is it really night? What's going on here?
Not only did Lao Zhang and others doubt, but the others in the town were even more confused.
"Am I not awake? Is it still early in the morning? No~EbookFREE.me~ I have to go back to sleep for a while."
A certain player said vaguely.
"Looking at the height of the moon rising, it should be two o'clock in the morning at the moment, but it is now eight thirty in the morning in China time. What is the reason?"
Be puzzled.
"I see, you guys think about what has the highest bonus at night."
A certain player's pupils shrank slightly, as if something terrible had been thought of.
"You mean? The monster is coming?"
The friend beside him instantly understood his thoughts and shouted loudly.
Suddenly, the voices of cold breath came and went one after another, and the voice of discussion reached its peak at this moment.
"Impossible, how can the NPC of the Celestial camp control the weather? Time? Nonsense." Plague mage of online games