"Shenmu, I have long admired it. I am Kim Pu Ming, the president of the Yaohan Guild. I am very happy to meet you this time. You are the idol I have always admired during the late night."

"Hello," Wang Xiaofeng and the guy who led the other party politely made a few words. Ten people from both sides sat at two conference tables, and there were already real-time translations online ready to communicate smoothly for them. A comrade directly opened the point, "I'm very happy to form an alliance with your server. Although we cannot advance simultaneously, we can take care of each other on the battlefield against Japan."

"This is exactly what we hope for and the only purpose of our trip." Kim Park-Ming is a Korean uncle Smida, but when he talks to Wang Xiaofeng, he seems to be respectful to his elders. It is either because of his admiration for idols, or because of the deterrence of the guild alliance that was pulled up by Zi Yan in the northeast.

In Wang Xiaofeng's original idea, the Chinese server was surrounded by enemies, but now the situation is turning around. An e-sports power actually took the initiative to form an alliance, and the pressure around the surrounding was immediately relieved.

When negotiating contracts, we mainly agree not to attack each other, and we cooperate with each other on hostile servers when necessary. The separation of the two groups is mainly due to negotiations between the Light and the Dark camps. After all, the two Light camps will not be connected, and it is hard to say that they can fight after connection.

There is only one goddess of light, although there is more than one demon king in the Demon Legion.

"It's hard to imagine how you can make so many beautiful women not make noise because of you." Jin Pu Ming teased half-jokingly, but the translator's voice was a little loud, which made a girl listen. The players who had been observing the situation here and the five parties involved were stunned at the same time, and all looked at Wang Xiaofeng.

If you don’t answer this question well, it’s just a word death. If you answer it well, it will inevitably cause some misunderstandings. Anyway, it’s all dead. Wang Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and responded directly: “This is the charm of men, and as long as you respect them, they will give you the same respect. I respect every woman, but the only thing I love is my wife.”

The live broadcast commentator was so emotional at that time: "When you pass by the wind, you are also a strong man who is afraid of your wife."

"Insert news, interspersed news, the southwest battlefield started fighting! The Tiandihui Fleet suffered a loss!"

Wang Xiaofeng continued to chat and laugh with the other party, while Qiuyue suddenly came over and said something to Wang Xiaofeng's ear.

"Sorry, I need to deal with some things. Leave Zi Yan to take charge of the matter here, I'll go first. Sorry."

So, Wang Xiaofeng only held half of the meeting in the virtual conference room, and temporarily withdrew due to the sudden outbreak of the war in the southwest battlefield. Zi Yan took full responsibility for her and directly transferred to the game interface in the virtual conference room. She was depressed to find that she could not get out of this space yet, so she had to go offline and call.

Ten Korean representatives breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, with a relaxed mood written on their faces, which shows how much pressure they are on sitting here with the wind.

Most of them watched the videos of the Japanese battlefield, and the most impressive ones were three images and one message.

It fell from the sky with the wind, turning groups of players into ashes in the two holy lights; the battle angels waving white wings, golden light shone in and out of thousands of people, as if entering a nobody's realm; a golden sun rose up in and out, directly killing all creatures within a straight line of 100 meters.

And that sound was to kill the boss with the wind alone with the wind, which had 40% enhanced attributes, causing the Japanese general attack plan to be wiped out.

The Korean region took the initiative to seek peace, because the first branch of the Tiandihui Association deterred them, but was not sure that it could withstand one-tenth of the power of the Chinese region. The most important thing is that there is an existence that no one wants to face, which is a banner figure who can turn danger into a bargain and destroy the enemy's advantage.

Although I don’t know if this affects the balance of the game world, it is really enviable and jealous in the Chinese region when it passes with the wind.

"Defeated? Why did you lose?" Wang Xiaofeng asked directly on the phone, and Li Sanmo replied opposite:

"The opponent has a total of more than 60 large ships and more than 100 small warships have been put into battle. Our thirty ships were beaten back by the opponent before we could react. Fortunately, there were few casualties and only eleven iron-wood warships were damaged."

"Luckily?" Wang Xiaofeng frowned slightly, looked at Li Sanmo displayed on the screen, and said in a deep voice: "Why didn't someone send someone to support me before? Didn't the other party notice such a big move?"

"I noticed it," Li Sanmo's voice was a little low, "but we cannot get other fleets to arrive temporarily. It was me who ordered the Seventh Fleet to delay there. The responsibility for the loss this time is with me."

"Now is not the time to say responsibility," Wang Xiaofeng put on his helmet, cut back to the game, closed his eyes, and glanced across the sea battlefield for a few moments, and the magic value was taken away. Taking off his helmet, Wang Xiaofeng said that the scene was a bit tragic. "How is the situation of the other fleets gathering?"

"The third, fourth and six fleets have been assembled, with a total of 125 ironwood warships and 36 standard warships," Li Sanmo released a simple navigation chart on the screen, which marked the locations of several fleets, "You can fight in one battle."

"No, after a war, we will suffer a lot of losses, and it is not suitable to open the battlefield in advance now." Wang Xiaofeng slowly narrowed his eyes, "Can the fleet on the battlefield on the east side be drawn out?"

"Not yet. The new warship is being manufactured. The Eighth Fleet will take at least two days to take shape." Li Sanmo also knew what Wang Xiaofeng was concerned about. "I have sent assistance requests to several other guilds, but they seem to be only interested in the battlefield in the east and are there to be national heroes."

Wang Xiaofeng snorted coldly, grabbed the game helmet and planned to enter the game. "This group of guys wants us to spend more strength in. Yun Bo, put some pressure on them. The other fleets are waiting for an opportunity to act. I will immediately mobilize a group of NPC fleets. Don't act rashly before this. It is not worth fighting hard with the other party."

"Yeah, I know."

Li Sanmo hung up the phone, and Wang Xiaofeng fell into deep entanglement. He said it easy. Now he is trapped in the crypt space. How to mobilize the NPC legion? Originally, he had prepared about sixty or seventy warships, and a nearly half-elves of the Light Legion is on standby in the southwest coastal area, but how should his order be conveyed at this time?

It is really necessary to promote some players in advance, so that in this situation, there is at least a person who can convey messages to the Holy See, but now, he can only go to Amy in depression.

“How to contact the outside world?”

Amy frowned. The demonic impact lasted for four days and three nights, which was surprisingly long. "Now the space around us is disordered, and we cannot use any magic and tools transmitted by space, and we cannot send you directly back. Is something happening outside?"

"It's just a clown, nothing." Wang Xiaofeng smiled, and did not say much. Instead, he answered the instructor with a thoughtful look on his face. "Is there really no way to let me go out for the time being?"

"Unless..." Amy pondered, a little reluctant to speak, and after thinking for a while, she finally said it. "Unless you can gain the approval of the gatekeeper, you can find a way to get out from the entrance."

That dwarf? Wang Xiaofeng nodded and thought for a while, and walked towards the entrance accompanied by his mentor. "Have he got a way out? Why... it's okay before."

"This method is a bit dangerous. After all, it was a layout left in ancient times, and no one dared to break through here."

Wang Xiaofeng smiled indifferently. Anyway, he is immortal, so just try it. "I will never really get into trouble, don't worry."

"Stop! No one must enter and exit the canyon at this moment. I cannot confirm whether you are possessed by a demon."

The dwarf warrior made a move and directly blocked Wang Xiaofeng's way out. "And the magic trap in front has been activated, and anyone who went in the past would die."

"Please let me try it. If something happens, there will be no blame for you. And with the guarantee of the Holy Maiden of Light, even if I am a demon, there will be no responsibility to you."

Amy nodded and responded, making the guy guarding the door hesitate a little. "But, Archbishop, there is really not much possibility of surviving in front of you. You can only go out when the space fluctuates and stops."

“The situation is urgent…”
Chapter completed!