VRMMO: Passing of the Sword Chapter 655: So tiny…

"Yeah, otherwise, why do you think Edward didn't come today? If he was still there, I wouldn't have taken up this task. The pressure of having an SSS-level job is not normal." The low-key great man still rolled his eyes in the first half of his sentence , the second half of the sentence becomes an exclamation.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you choose to surrender, or be wiped out by us leading the Russian players?" Lan Feng said with a frown, he didn't want to waste any more time.

Originally, Ying's appearance disrupted the rhythm a bit. If these two clowns start chatting, who knows when it will end.

"Okay, let's get down to business first." The low-key great man spread his hands and said.

Actually, in his opinion, there is no need to fight now. As long as their emperor mercenary group is present, the existence of top players will be crushed in reverse. In addition, the strength of Russian players is stronger than that of the other two countries. Even if it is a one-on-two, it can win slowly. It is similar to the strong situation of France before. Now it is just that Russia is strong again.

The balance of victory turned again.

"Boom..."

The trembling sound of the ground continued, but it was much smaller. Rech Bishkov's absorption of the power of the ground was coming to an end.

"Paris Red Wine, you just declare your surrender, there is no chance. Although I don't know if you were frightened by 'Yu', or you underestimated the offensive ability of Leihe as a defensive profession, and let him keep absorbing The soil system capacity of the large Mediterranean Sea."

"As far as Leihe's current state is concerned, we can't kill him now. He can mobilize the divine power of the earth system to bury you alive. I really don't know what you are thinking."

The low-key great man said contemptuously, and his eyes turned slightly towards Rech Bishkov below, and everyone was also attracted by these words.

It was only at this time that people woke up and looked at the protagonist who caused all this-Rech Bishkov.

It is precisely because of him that "Yu" is attracted and everything is reversed!

Kneeling on one knee, Rekh Bishkov stuck the feather deeply into the rock while holding the feather in his right hand, while still holding the shield in his left hand, silently lowered his head, absorbing the last strength of the earth element .

Right now!

"Leihe stop, we don't need you to sell to 'Yu' to hope for victory, stop quickly, we admit defeat!"

A player who has a fairly good relationship with Rech Bishkov hurriedly shouted that he is also a Russian soldier who retired due to injury.

"Yes, President, you can't sell yourself to that devil. Although you don't know how serious the consequences will be if we lose, you can't sell yourself to that devil!"

"Never sell to 'Yu'!"

At this time, under the guidance of that player, the Russian players almost began to unify their thinking—although we don’t know what will happen, but we must not lose Rech Bishkov, that is our God of War, Our faith, our Triglav!

"We admit defeat, we don't want victory! We want Triglav!"

"We throw in the towel!"

"Don't let the devil bring us victory, we don't need it!"

"We don't need the victory you bring!"

The Russian players shouted and roared, and they only had one thought in their minds at the moment—no matter what happened, they must not lose Rekh Peshkov because of an inexplicable victory in a game!

Once he sells himself to "Yu", all the beliefs and prestige he has erected will collapse, and he will no longer be the young God of War in the hearts of Russian people, no longer the spirit in their hearts Pillars, no more Triglav!

That's definitely not what Russian players want to see!

Absolutely not!

For them, it was an inexplicable victory in the game. Even if they knew what might be involved, they were unwilling to lose Triglav at the price! And still sell him to "Yu"!

People are often so realistic that they can only see the surface of things.

Only willing to wishful thinking to get what you want.

However, the reality is cruel, and there are many unexpected things behind it.

These things...

It is likely to bring them unexpected disasters!

Ignorance is terrible, and ignorance is fortunate.

Sometimes, knowing everything is often painful...

…

"Alas..." the low-key great man sighed and shook his head.

This kind of thing is really helpless.

Rekh Bishkov wants to save Russia, so that the people of Russia can better face the cruel screening game and get more places that can survive.

However, most of the players in Russia are ignorant, but they can't understand such behavior, and they don't want such a result.

Stupid?

No, it can only be said that what they have is poor ignorance...

The voices of surrender one after another were even stronger than those of the French players before. It was a wave of calls for surrender, a call for Rech Bishkov to refuse.

It was like torture to the soul again and again, and the hammer hit Rech Bishkov's heart again and again!

He never wanted to stay away from the demon "Yu", why didn't he want to continue to lead the Russian players, lead them to victory again and again, watch their joyful laughter, and drink wine with them to celebrate.

Leading them to victory in the game even gave him the joy of defending the country again. He wants to go on like this forever, watching the Russian players he defends happily spend the remaining four years of life in the game, and safely arrive in a new living environment.

But he can't do it, he can't do it!

The only one who can help him is "Yu"! Only "Yu" can save Russia!

Can't lead them, can't listen to their cheers of victory, can't look at their happy smiling faces, can't enjoy the joy of drinking wine with them!

Nothing at all!

"Shut up!" Rech Peshkov shouted!

In the deafening voice that spread across the battlefield, there is a deep sense of sadness that anyone can hear. The helpless voice seems to penetrate everyone's heart, including all the hostile people.

All the voices stopped. The French players looked at Rech Bischkov who was kneeling on one knee in the distance with complicated minds. Kefu, all the players in the world looked at Rech Bishkov, who had his eyes closed tightly, and his body was trembling while biting his jaw, showing a sad expression.

They are unknown, confused, and even afraid.

Only the Russian players deeply felt the desolation in it, which puzzled them, but felt extremely uneasy and desolate!

At this time!

The ground suddenly trembled violently!

"Boom!!!"

As if a strong earthquake had occurred, the players were shaken to the point of being untenable, and some even fell to the ground directly!

Suddenly!

"Drink!" Rech Peshkov shouted violently!

Under his feet, the rich soil atmosphere erupted like a volcanic eruption, and the energy rays shot out from the soles of his feet, so intense that it was even more dazzling than the sun!

"Crack——!"

The rock under his feet shifted, and Rech Bishkov's right hand suddenly exerted force, as if trying to grab something out! The feather in his hand that had already triggered the contract was completely crushed by him!

"Buzzing --"

The continuous buzzing of energy lingered in everyone's ears, and Rech Bishkov finally slowly took out his right hand inserted into the rock!

The rock split apart, and a weapon containing terrifying power broke through the ground, as if it was extremely heavy. Even Rech Bishkov needed to use great strength to slowly pick it up!

That's a long gun! A long spear completely condensed by the power of the earth element!

This is different from the ordinary weapon of Lanfeng Tianhuo, but it is the strongest hidden attack method possessed by the shield guard as a defense class. What this weapon has condensed at his current stage is equivalent to the power of the highest-level epic-level weapon he can use at present!

Much higher than the existence of crystal and diamond level weapons, this is a weapon that can only be used and controlled after level 120!

Rech Bishkov picked it up suddenly, as if he had instantly recognized this heavy and powerful weapon, and after dancing it around fiercely, he suddenly smashed the end of the gun to the ground!

"Boom!"

A distant and long sound as if moaning from the earth, rippling through the entire battlefield, and the spreading energy fluctuations of the earth system were felt by every player.

At the same time, I also felt the strength of Rech Bishkov at this moment!

However, at this time, Rech Bishkov did not make the earth-shattering and sweeping move as imagined, but made a move that shocked players all over the world!

Holding a powerful weapon and shield in his hand, he slowly turned around to face the Russian players, his face full of sadness and helplessness.

"Please, don't continue talking, don't admit defeat anymore. I want you to win, I want you to survive this game better, and I want Russia to have a better future!"

"It's me... Please!"

"Plop!"

Rekh Bishkov, on the battlefield of the whole game live broadcast, knelt down to the Russian players!

This kneeling seemed to give everyone a heavy blow to their hearts. At this moment, their hearts were shocked and touched!

This kneeling is kneeling on the hearts of all Russian players, it is extremely heavy!

"Don't care about why, don't care about everything, I just want, I only need you to win!"

"Under the leadership of these people, we will win!"

"I beg you, bring victory to Russia!"

"Please!"

Holding unparalleled powerful weapons, indestructible shields, and powerful fetishes exude powerful power!

But at this moment...

Rech Bishkov, who knelt down and begged the Russian players, looked so weak...as if he was not some standing God of War, not some Triglav.

But a... weak believer in supplicating God.

He appears to be...

So small and helpless...