From this moment on, the battle seemed to have directly entered a white-hot stage.
Thousands of fighter jets were locked in combat in the sky within a range of several hundred kilometers, and there were explosions at every moment.
Parts and fragments filled the sky like rain, scattering everywhere in the air.
At this moment, in the Wakanda Technology Center, Su Rui, Dr. Banner, and Tony were sweating on their foreheads.
Su Rui had always been a lively little girl. Her hands moved quickly on the virtual light screen. She couldn't help but shout, "Hurry, hurry up. The signal booster isn't enough. The number of fighter aircrafts online can only reach around 1200."
Dr. Banner also changed his usual honest look and quickly operated the virtual optical screen. "The interference test results will have to wait for a while. I estimate that it will take 20 to 30 minutes to recompile the anti-interference program. It should improve the performance by about 50%."
Tony: "Don't worry, I've already mobilized the miniature relay. Ten thousand will be sent into the battlefield in batches. I guarantee that there will be no problem with the remote control of the five thousand fighter jets."
While the three of them were busy, all the Star Wars Game Centers around the world had started to close down. The reason was that they were going to host the biggest annual competition of the year.
Only the players on the list were allowed to enter. At the same time, all communication devices had to be handed over.
In fact, after they entered the virtual game hall, they couldn't send out any other signals. Only the data of the virtual operation line was running wildly.
Regarding this, the Star Wars League officials stated that this was to allow the players to perform better in the Super League Tournament, and it was expected to end within twelve hours.
At the same time, all the participating players were notified before the "competition" that the points obtained in this competition could be directly redeemed at the exchange rate of 1 point for 1,000 USD.
The players were excited, but they did not go berserk.
This was a tradition that had been established for a long time. In addition to the daily competitions that were held two or three times a week, one point could be exchanged for ten dollars in the quarterly competitions that were held once every three months, and one point could be exchanged for a hundred dollars in the semi-annual competitions.
It was completely expected that one point would be worth a thousand USD in the annual competition.
Moreover, players who had participated in the seasonal and half-year competitions knew very well that the difficulty of the two competitions was proportional to the point exchange ratio.
Experts who could earn 10,000 USD in the seasonal tournament could only earn 30,000 to 50,000 USD in the annual tournament. Those who could earn 100,000 USD were at least the top 100 players on the leaderboards, or the occasional top 200 players.
In this way, the top 100 players on the Leaderboard might be able to earn tens of millions of Gold Coins in the annual tournament, but the average experts would only earn around one to two hundred thousand Gold Coins.
Therefore, everyone expressed their calmness … It would be strange!
That was f * cking USD!
A 12-hour match could earn one to two hundred thousand dollars, which was comparable to the annual income of the so-called middle class in the United States.
Over the past few years, many nerdy gamers had relied on Star Wars games to become emotionless pile drivers. It was a well-known joke on the internet.
Don't be fooled by some people's sarcastic remarks about how "games are not as fun as games", the main point was that "no emotions".
If they were emotionless, they would naturally forget about it after the battle. There was no such thing as coaxing women or not. Most of the time, there were also "emotionless" beauties who took the initiative to coax these gaming geeks.
In any case, one was greedy for the body, and the other was greedy for the USD. Everyone just took what they needed.
But when it came to points, the Star Wars officials had long since established a rule — disobeying orders would result in points deduction.
In the early days, there were some iron-headed youths who became successful overnight and were ranked in the top hundred, earning tens of thousands of yuan a month. They thought that they could break the rules and jump ship.
In the end, these people realized that the penalty for violating the rules in the Star Wars League was no different from a red or yellow card in a soccer match.
Once a certain score was deducted, they would be suspended from the Star Wars League for one week to three months.
What was even more annoying was that if they were suspended from other competitions, they could still train by themselves or even become a temporary personal trainer.
But if they were suspended from the Star Wars League, they wouldn't even be able to enter the virtual gaming hall. No matter how skilled they were, they wouldn't have any channels to cash in.
Moreover, the Star Wars League wasn't just a simple scoring system. Completing orders to the greatest extent would also result in a large number of points.
Therefore, the more efficient and accurate the execution of orders, the more points they would earn.
The longer the time, the more points they would earn. Time was money.
Therefore, no matter how envious these players were of USD, the speed at which they entered battle mode was especially fast.
Under the "life-risking" attacks of these players who obeyed orders, the aerial battle was temporarily maintained in a state of equal strength, and they weren't taken away by the Tyrant Destroyer Fleet.
The battle on the ground, on the other hand, gradually entered the most intense state.
Countless fighter jets fought in the air, providing effective protection for the landing ships.
Two-thirds of the second batch of landing ships successfully landed.
The first batch of landing troops, which still had a small portion left, received strong support. The cannon fodder four-armed monsters swarmed forward again, using their flesh and blood to attract firepower and open up a path for the heavy infantry and vehicles behind them.
A large number of vehicles from the Tyrant Destroyer Ground Troops also began to advance before they stood still again, forming firing points to suppress the various firing points in Wakanda.
The pressure on the four-armed monsters was greatly reduced as a result, and they began to push through the "line of corpses" of their own kind and break into Wakanda.
Only then did Luke, who was watching the battle in the hall, say, "Alright, keep waiting. I'll take the prototype to put on a show first so that the Tyrant Destroyers won't have to worry."
Strange simply nodded, while Techara said, "You have to be careful. If you really can't do it, then forget it. We still have a backup plan."
Luke chuckled and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry, I won't die even if the Tyrant Destroyers die twice."
The corner of Strange's mouth twitched.
Batman had already "died" once in the battle of New York. Did he want to let the Knight die again?
Fine, that was purely the new Mage overthinking things.
Batman had died once because his persona was too noble, and it was very easy for him to be held hostage by morality.
Luke wasn't interested in torturing himself to satisfy the moral demands of someone who had nothing to do with him.
The Knight was just a "super fan." Even Batman's hardcore fans wouldn't demand that he be stronger than Batman; there was too much room for maneuver.
Besides, the Bat Squad had only just started when Batman "died," and it was very easy for them to be targeted and suppressed.
Now … those people should be glad that Luke wasn't targeting and suppressing other forces.
Putting aside the Sorcerer Supreme's unspoken criticism, Luke strolled out of the hall and casually sent a message to Tony. "The opening show is here. Are you done on your side?"
The tycoon had a serious expression and didn't want to bicker at all. "Just give me a little while."
Luke casually took out two Little Raccoon Pistols from his inventory, and slightly modified the Energy Gatling guns based on his own situation. "Okay, but my little toy is already a little thirsty."
Tony finally rolled his eyes. "What little toy? Fully automatic electromagnetic bat darts? "
Luke gently pressed the preheat switch, and the six gun barrels started to spin quickly. "No, it's just a small question you asked me a long time ago."
Hearing that, the tycoon sped up. "Damn it, just you wait. I'll be done in a minute. "
Amused, Luke took out a lollipop and stuck it in his mouth. Sigh, who wasn't a baby these days? Wasn't the tycoon a curious baby now?
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