Game of the World Tree Chapter 41: God descends? ! (Please vote for recommendations!)

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The seventh one!

Ben Leng took a deep breath and pulled his scimitar out of the goblin's throat.

The feeling of the blade cutting through flesh was so real, along with the blood spraying, warm and bloody, sprayed all over his head and face.

He did not select [Battle Screen Harmony] in the game system.

Unlike many players who can't adapt to the blood, he really likes the feeling of killing in the game, as if he is on the battlefield with hand-to-hand combat with gangsters.

This can give him a sense of freedom and nostalgia that cannot be obtained in reality.

Especially after he was promoted to level 11 Black Iron, changed his job to a hunter, and acquired the [Stealth] skill.

He lightly wiped the blade on the linen clothes on his body and frowned.

The blade is a little curled.

These scimitars obtained from goblins are much sharper than wooden knives, but they also seem to be less durable.

Of course, Ben Ben didn’t know that it was because the wooden knife was made by Eve herself. Although it was not sharp enough, it was stronger and more durable.

He threw away the scimitar in his hand and replaced it with another one from behind, which he had dropped from killing other goblins before.

Then, he raised his head and looked around.

The elf's body gives Ben Lian excellent night vision. Even in the middle of the night, everything about Feileng Cui can be clearly reflected in his eyes.

The goblins have all been awakened, and are currently being chased and slashed by more than seventy players who have been transferred to the lower ranks of Black Iron.

The gap caused by the change in rank is indeed terrifying.

In the afternoon, players still needed to work together in pairs to kill a Goblin. However, after being promoted to Black Iron, with their excellent physical fitness and enhanced skills, Goblins were able to kill one Goblin one on one. Not a match for the player at all.

Even those relatively timid female players can rush all the way with their own "Ahhhhh!!!" screams of fear and excitement after using the [Thrust] skill...

Then, before they even reacted, they stabbed the goblins who had no time or chance to react to their hearts' content... and by the way, they were showered with blood, which made them scream even louder. Big.

Not to mention those war crazy players and Gan Emperor players who have gradually adapted to the rhythm of combat.

For them, tonight's Feilengcui has become the best playground and hunting ground.

Ben Leng shook his head and used the [Stealth] skill again.

As his thoughts moved, his heartbeat and breathing slowed down instantly, and his aura gradually faded, almost blending into darkness...

He is going to hunt down the last Goblin Priest.

If I read it correctly, it should have fled towards the direction of the temple just now.

More than one player had the same idea as Ben Leng, and the players who participated in the attack on the priest also rushed to the temple.

The contribution of a priest is as much as that of five goblins!

Even the experience points provided by killing priests are much more than ordinary goblins.

And judging from the situation just now, they are much weaker than the previous world BOSS. It is simply a free deal.

Not only that, according to the mission information provided by the goddess, the temple is also the most likely place to drop divine blood crystals!

A piece of divine blood crystal can contribute a full 800 points!

With the desire for experience points and contribution, the players rushed towards the dilapidated temple in a swarm...

……

In the temple, the only Goblin priest knelt down under the statue of the God of Winter and Hunting, and prayed.

As it prayed, the light on the statue became stronger and stronger, and even the twenty-six divine blood crystals in front of it began to faintly emit a faint halo.

At the feet of the Goblin Priest, a mysterious giant circular formation slowly formed, and the silver light continued to write patterns...

When players rush into the temple, this is what they see.

"God's Blood Crystals! So many God's Blood Crystals!"

Their eyes lit up and they shouted excitedly.

The bento who sneaked in saw more things.

He glanced at the magic circle on the ground, his expression gradually becoming serious.

This is... the sacrificial circle?

His memory has always been good.

When Oak Guard Basaka sacrificed the skeleton staff to the goddess Eve, he once silently watched on the sidelines, barely having an impression of the appearance of the magic circle.

Although the magic circle under the Goblin Priest is slightly different from the one drawn by Basaka, it is almost exactly the same on the whole.

Almost instantly, the lunch box reminded me of everything.

"It's a sacrificial circle! No! Stop it, everyone! It wants to sacrifice the divine blood crystals to the gods!"

At the same time, Li Mu's urgent shouts also came from the entrance of the temple.

Obviously, the senior anchor also recognized the sacrificial circle under the priest.

"Sacrifice circle?"

When the players heard this, they immediately exploded.

"No! Stop it quickly!"

"Where are the long-range skills? Quickly release the long-range skills!"

"Destroy that magic circle!"

Almost at the same time, all remote players started throwing skills on the ground for free.

Under the horrified gaze of the Goblin Priest, fireballs, wind blades, lightning strikes, vines... almost all the first-level attack spells it could think of were beckoned in its direction.

With the loud "bang", the bluestone ground was torn apart by the raging magic. The magic circle that was about to take shape was also instantly destroyed. Even the Goblin priest in the center of the magic circle spat out a mouthful of magic energy due to the backlash. Blood, the body grew old in an instant...

However, although the magic circle was damaged, the brilliance on the statue did not weaken. On the contrary, it became faintly stronger and stronger.

The players couldn't care less about the joy of destroying the magic circle when they heard a majestic and sacred cold snort...

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"Humph——!"

The sound was deafening, ethereal, and seemed to span the void, carrying endless offended fury.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, their brains were dizzy, and there was faint blood flowing from their noses and ears...

Even Ben Lunch, who was lurking, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and fell out of his stealth state.

"What... situation?"

"Isn't it the BOSS that was triggered?"

"Ahem... Damn it, half of my health bar has dropped... Ahem..."

The players staggered around, coughing blood, holding on and widening their eyes, looking warily at the statue in the center of the temple.

Suddenly, the light on the statue suddenly became more shining, and the twenty-six divine blood crystals scattered on the ground slowly rose up as if being pulled, and flew towards the statue...

In the shocked eyes of the players, the divine blood crystal and the statue began to gradually merge, blooming with dazzling light!

With the increasing pressure, the light continued to expand, and finally turned into a translucent energy giant composed of golden and green photons...

Fuzzy face, strong body, holding a giant ax and long bow...

His appearance is very similar to the statue of Ullal!