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Chapter 945

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The 26 guild leaders were all standing in the best viewing position in front of the clock tower. They had seen the entire process in detail, but they were all tongue-tied and couldn't speak for a long time. It wasn't until the dust had completely settled that the Priests standing a little further in front of their guild leaders turned around and stared blankly at them. Only then did the guild leaders come back to their senses.

"F * ck, what happened?" A guild leader was the first to shout. He had already received the news that the Warrior he had sent out had died! This guild leader hadn't been hiding anything. The Warrior he had sent out was their guild's top tank. He was known to never know what "instant kill" was. In the end, he had really been buried under a pile of rubble. It seemed like he had been instantly killed.

"Was it done by someone or something?" A guild leader was still confused!

"Of course! It must be those guys' doing, "someone said.

"Does being stoned to death count as PK points?"

"F * ck, I've never tried it …"

The guild leaders had a good viewing angle and could see everything clearly. However, it wasn't just the 26 of them who were discussing it. Those who had seen and heard were all discussing it. The area around the clock tower was buzzing. Not long after, there were rumors that the clock tower was going to collapse and that everyone in the plaza was going to be buried. This caused everyone to be anxious.

The guild leaders were busy comforting the crowd in the chat, telling everyone that their brothers who had only gone in to check had been ambushed by the enemy. At the same time, they were urgently discussing the situation.

"He's been smashed to death and the tower is blocked. Their people might be up there, but we can't go up."

"How many people can this clock tower hold?" Someone looked up.

The clock tower of Cloud Peak City was extremely tall. It was said that standing at the top of the tower was like standing in the clouds. Of course, this was an exaggeration. It was just that the height of the clock tower made people feel exceptionally close to the clouds. Although the game was a fantasy game, it wasn't easy to build a clock tower that pierced through the clouds in a perfectly good city.

After gauging the height, the guild leaders all felt that this clock tower was really tall. It was so tall that they couldn't tell how many people it could hold.

"Let's go take a look at those rocks," a guild leader suggested.

"Could it be a trap?" Someone continued to look up. Along the way up the clock tower, there were many openings. It seemed that one could casually throw a rock like this out. If one were to really throw it out … The man looked back at the crowd around him and shuddered. That would really be a tragedy!

"It's better to be careful …" Thinking back to the four brothers who had been buried alive, in terms of survivability and defense, they wouldn't be any weaker in this parallel world. Yet, they all ended up like this. Wouldn't those weak mages, bandits, and the like die with a single hit?

"These fellows, don't tell me they want to defend this place and drag it out with us?" Suddenly, the Guild Leader realized something.

"Damn, that seems a little troublesome!" The president walked around the clock tower. There was indeed only one entrance, and the lowest window was more than ten meters high. Without tools, it was impossible to climb up. Even if there were tools, the window was easier to guard than the door. You could climb up with a ladder and have someone push it.

"No matter what, let's send someone to get some tools first. Everyone else, continue to observe." The guild leaders decided after a discussion. However, they weren't familiar with Cloud Cloud City. If they wanted to climb up the clock tower from the window, they would have to use large tools like ladders. These things couldn't be stored in pockets or mailboxes, so they could only solve it on the spot. Thus, some people went to ask if there were any workshops in Cloud Cloud City that could do this. Others had already rushed out of the city to prepare their own ladders.

The people from the twenty-six guilds had gathered here, filling up the plaza and streets of this place. Even if the players of Cloud Cloud City wanted to watch the show, they couldn't squeeze in. The bosses of the studios who had come from afar to watch the show were also in a tragedy. They couldn't even get close to the clock tower. They were all walking around outside, completely unaware of what was happening inside.

"Guild leader, I'll go take a look!"

Just as the guild leaders were hesitating about what to do next, quite a few people from the various guilds volunteered to take up the task. These were the more impatient fellows. They had been waiting outside the city, but now that they had entered the city, they were waiting again. They were so impatient that they decided to muster up their courage and go take a look.

The guild leaders only felt that it was dangerous, so they were too embarrassed to give this order. Of course, it couldn't be better if someone volunteered. They immediately agreed. Then, when they went back, everyone agreed a few times. In an instant, dozens of people squeezed out from the various guilds.

"Not so many. If so many go up, one stone will smash a whole group to death. It's best if only a few go up. At least there will be places to hide, right?" a guild leader hurriedly said.

Everyone agreed, so this time, they didn't choose strong people, only fast ones. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. The tower was completely blocked, and the window above was so high up. Even an anti-stealth skill wouldn't be able to cover such a large area. He could just use a Thief to sneak in and study it. What was there to worry about?

Thus, this time, they finally chose four Thieves. They immediately went into Stealth and quietly touched the entrance that was buried by the stone. They looked left and right, nodded in unison, and reported back: "It's a stone!"

"Nonsense, do you think it's a hidden weapon?" A guild leader rolled his eyes.

"Touch it?" The four brothers discussed among themselves.

"Touch it!" one of them said firmly.

Touching it was dangerous, because if they touched it, they would be exposed. After the four Thieves reported this fearless action to their leader, the leader took it seriously. He hurriedly mobilized the archers and other long-range attackers to point at the three windows at the entrance. "Keep a close eye on it. If there's any movement, immediately attack!"

"Understood!!" The attackers prepared to attack.

After the four Thieves received the order to start looting, the team counted one, two, three, and stretched out their hands.

When their hands touched the stone, the Thief's figure immediately appeared. Some of the long-range attackers couldn't hold back anymore, regardless of whether there was any movement at the window or not. When someone started, the others immediately thought that their eyesight was bad and they didn't see anything. They hurriedly followed. In an instant, arrows flew like rain, and flames soared into the sky. The attacks were like a rainbow, directly crossing over the three windows. Everyone was instantly confused. They couldn't see what was happening at the windows, because the attacks were too dense. They were completely blocked.

The four Thieves had already touched the stone, and tried to move it. However, the stone was stuck too tightly, and the four of them could only move it a little. While the four of them were busy, they were also paying attention to the sky above them. In just a second, they saw many arrows hit the frame of the window and fell down. Along with the arrows were sparks and sparks from the collision of the Magi's fire magic. There were also sporadic ice shards and lightning sparks. It was a unique skill of some Magi.

Where would they fall? Weren't they the four brothers? When the four of them saw how fierce the attack was, they knew that if they didn't run, they would be buried by these arrows, so they quickly ran back with their heads in their hands. When the arrows fell, they covered the pile of stones with a layer of arrows. The guild leaders looked at each other, feeling that this was a bit too much.

The guild leaders all shouted in the guild channel to stop, and the attacks gradually stopped. These archers really didn't save their arrows at all. There was a pile of arrows at the bottom of the clock tower.

"What's the situation?" The guild leaders were interrogating the four Thieves.

"It's nothing, just ordinary stones. They're piled up there now, and it might take some effort to move them away." The Thief explained.

"It's not a big deal to move them away. The key is, if we move them away, will the people inside continue to throw them down?" The second Thief said.

"How many of these stones can be placed in this clock tower?" The third Thief said.

Everyone looked up. This question seemed to be a bit similar to the previous question, but the people were replaced with stones. The clock tower was so tall, so tall, no matter how many people or stones it could hold, it couldn't be estimated! Everyone thought to themselves.

Just as they were discussing the next step, someone suddenly shouted, "There's someone!" The guild leaders didn't have time to look up at the legendary "person" when they saw the Rainbow Bridge being built again. However, this time it was even more explosive than the last time. Last time, at least many windows were attacked, but this time, they were concentrated on one place …

"That window will be blocked …" People who saw this scene couldn't help but have such a thought.

Looking at the long and thick long-range attack that everyone had gathered together, the guild leaders could not help but shed silent tears. How was this an attack? This was clearly adding to the blockage! Look at the falling arrows. The stones had buried the entrance of the clock tower, and now the arrows were going to bury the pile of stones.

The guild leaders shouted for a stop again, and in the end, they repeatedly warned: Fire only when you hear the order, don't be so proactive.

The attack stopped again, and the window was silent. The legendary "person" still hadn't been seen, and they didn't know if he was dead, but from the situation reported by the guild leaders, it was obvious that he wasn't, because no one had PK points.

Don't attack without orders! This order was repeated by all the guild leaders. They wanted to see what the other party was going to do! The guild leaders had already found the brother who shouted "there's someone" just now and confirmed that they weren't seeing things. Someone really did appear at the window just now.

"It's here again!" With a shout, everyone looked up and saw a figure appear at a window. Compared to the last time, the window had changed. The guild leaders reminded again in the channel, "Don't fire first," while thinking to themselves: Is this a f * cking game of whack-a-mole or something? There's even a change in the hole?

The windows of the clock tower were all made of stone, and there were no windows. This person stepped on the windowsill and drilled half of his body out. He looked around from above, reached his hand out from behind, grabbed something, and brought it in front of him. The people below the clock tower were all shocked, thinking that it was some kind of lethal weapon. The archers' hands twitched, and they almost released another arrow.

At this time, it was clear that he was worthy of being a guild leader. After all, he was calmer than the average person, and they didn't even bother to see what the guy took out. That thing was just a paper trumpet, but it was a little exaggerated. At this time, the person brought the paper trumpet to his mouth as if there was no one else around and shouted to the people below the clock tower, "All of you, quiet down and listen to me."

It was just a paper trumpet. It could produce sound, but it couldn't be amplified. Compared to the noise made by more than 20,000 people, it was weak, too weak. However, it was still the guild leaders. When they saw the person take out this thing, they knew that he was about to speak, and they hurriedly got everyone to quiet down.

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