Vol 2 Chapter 846: Those who have found another way

Just when Xu Yichen began to count money and had already begun to formulate a set of collection plans, his old friend, Lieutenant Konrad Vasilevsky, was hitting his forehead because of poverty.
As Lieutenant Conrad of the Abyss Bloodline, he strangely possesses a unique contribution point system. This is the system of the Abyss Bloodline, which seems to be specially developed by the Abyss Lords to facilitate the development of the main material world.
But this is not the most weird place. The most weird thing is that the points of this contribution point system must be obtained by killing chaos, which looks neither abyss, nor demons, and not evil.
In the Wangxiangcheng War, Conrad and his men took advantage of the wind of the New China War to kill many Chaos Demons, and obtained a large amount of Abyss Contribution Points, allowing all of them to be replaced by Abyss Blood.
Although the level is not as high as Conrad, but this still greatly increases the strength of these Eastern Front veterans, and more importantly, makes them more adaptable to the current environment.
Conrad used all his remaining contribution points to exchange for a one-way portal from the main material plane to the abyss plane. Although this made the demon who signed the contract with him very upset, Conrad said to let it go Yeah, come and bite me when you are upset.
That’s right, Conrad felt that it would not take long for Far South to be ruled by a steady stream of Sairis, Song or New Huaxia people. You can call it whatever you like. Anyway, they are all Orientals, so he plans to take it as soon as possible. Change your own subordinates to develop.
Thankfully, there is magic in this world that can allow them to cross the world in one second. This was Conrad's first thought after he came to the abyss, and then he was attracted by the strong smell of sulfur and blood.
It was the smell of war, and the ground under our feet seemed to be padded with the flesh and blood of some living creatures, and there was no grass.
Several active volcanoes not far away are ejecting smoke and lava. Various weird monsters in the sky are entangled to fight each other. The battle on the ground has become more intense, and you can see thousands of inhuman creatures like ocean waves. Collide with each other.
This is what it is! Conrad couldn't help embracing the world with open arms.
But in the next second he was called back to reality by a nightmare shouting and killing: "Ula! Crush the ones!"
Conrad and his men's first reaction was to lie down, and then fumble for the rifle that didn't exist.
That very familiar battle cry, and the strong smell of alcohol whizzing past him, made Conrad never admit that it was the bunch of hairy drunks with few heads!
Since Conrad entered the game, he hasn't seen a Mao Federation player, nor has Xu Yichen.
Even if the Ganges people had heard of the war propaganda in Wangxiangcheng, no Mao Federation player showed up. This is a very abnormal thing.
Now Conrad understands where the lunatics of the Mao Federation are going, they have entered the lower plane early in the game!
The five gangsters infiltrated the entire colonial fleet are the same as the sieve, each with its own tricks.
The Xinhuaxiamen hides an agent in the largest colonial spacecraft who can go offline freely and keep in touch with the earth, while the US emperor has sent the largest number of intelligence personnel to mix in the players.
The EU people have left several reserved commanders with additional system interfaces that can communicate with the outside world. The African Union has not shown anything unusual due to its technical strength.
But it is certain that they are not playing with Mao Federation dirty. This group of Maozi directly replaced the survival pod of the player on his side with a special one, which is different from other players from the login interface.
When they initially create characters, they can choose a unique talent [Devil Ally] to descend directly on the lower plane.
That talent is a racial reward for the Mao Federation players after completing a super large epic mission in their homeland, making the Mao Federation players and the devil camp a strategic partner.
This year, no one has a hard time, whether it is the Mao Federation of the main material world or the demons of the lower planes.
The players of the Mao Federation had to cooperate with the Kislev Kingdom to fight an endless war with countless greenskins on the long and cold border, and the demons were forced by the chaos to join forces with the abyss demons to protect survive.
You must know that the grievances between the devil and the demons are not even clear to them. God knows how many years the war between them has been fought. Before the emergence of chaos, the bloodiest battlefield in the world was the battlefield at the junction of and the abyss. At that time, even the gods would send a clone to play and excite.
Now, the battlefield of battle has become the front line of fighting against chaos.
"Ha! Several devil boys!" A shirtless, thick-breasted, forest-like man was in front of Conrad, who was a head taller than Conrad.
These Mao Federation players have just chopped down a lot of weird things in front of Conrad, and the blood on their weapons has not yet been exhausted.
"I also smelled a familiar smell from them." Another big red man in black plate armor squeezed over with an exaggerated expression, as if he really smelled something: "Well, that's right. Familiar smell."
"It's like a dead mouse?" I don't know who in the crowd asked, and a bunch of big boys burst into laughter: "Indeed, it smells bad!"
"Haha, that's right, it's the poor rats in the local army!" The big man in black plate armor stretched out a hand to grab Conrad's hand, and pulled the opponent from the ground: "Welcome to Hell mice!"
Conrad looked around ~EbookFREE.me~ pessimistically, he found that these gangsters of the Mao Federation are not only numerous, but also well-equipped. The exquisite armor, magical weapons, and several EU local troops are reflected. The player is like a beggar.
What's even more exaggerated is that these people are obviously the commanders of a devil army. Hundreds of devil wearing standard armor are watching the excitement nearby.
Conrad felt that he might as well stay in the Far South Colony, waiting for the Cyris to drive him down to the sea, at least in terms of reputation.
"You bastards, do you want to play?" Conrad suffocated his neck and didn't lose. "I have dealt with Stalin fighters. Who wants to die first?"
A group of shabby players suddenly laughed again. The red-skinned warrior in black plate armor couldn't breathe with laughter: "Come on, don't tease him to play brothers, we still have work to do."
"Give you a piece of advice, little mouse, if you don't want to die so fast, you'd better find our quartermaster to buy some reliable equipment. Your shabby face looks like a little monster." The warrior did not forget his kindness. Remind Conrad: "It's just that the price is a bit expensive, so be prepared."