Monday, July 15, 2013

Being Rescued in Guild Wars 2

The invisible god of the White Mantle suddenly appeared. Naira and Yana did not know whether this invisible god had the Guild Wars 2 gold.
“Welcome to the Seabed City.” It was the magnetic voice; as if a robot said.
“What do you mean? Is it the Seabed City here?” I felt puzzled. I only remembered that our ship was attacked by the White Mantle; next we drank much sea water. Finally I lost feeling. Did I die? Was it the world of death here?
“Yes, here is the world of seabed. The owner of light city welcomes your coming.”

“Who is the owner of light city? Does he have much Guild Wars 2 gold?” I felt this name was familiar. He should be Zieghart. We saw him when we were in the task of the sky city. I still remembered the powerful Light of God Punishment and the Polar Lights of sky city. If we fought with him, maybe we could not win. Even if we could get the victory, we would pay much for the victory. But the strange thing was that this person suddenly stopped fighting with us before. He also said that we gave him such a nice combat.

“Do you forget him? In the sky garden of Bobby, our great owner fought with you before.” It was right. The owner was really Zieghart. An electric rider said to us. I doubted that whether this rider could buy Guild Wars 2 gold for his host. I felt we were in danger now. Though the White Mantle was bad, this owner of light city would not be a kind person.
“What did you do on the ground? Why do the members of the White Mantle want to kill you?” The electric rider felt strange.
“Yes, they are bad people. They force common people to believe their alleged invisible god. In fact that is not a god, but a demon.”

“I know. So it is right that our great owner saved you.” This rider considered their owner as great owner every time. We all felt harsh. Maybe this rider got all cheap Guild Wars 2 gold from his host.
“Did your owner save us?” Could a monster save people? What was the game?
“Yes, the members of the White Mantle are too weak in the front of our great owner. The Polar Lights gave them the rare understanding of death.” This rider began to say some strange words.
“If you are right, the White Mantle must be killed. If they only bully common people and cause combat, they may be pardoned. But they consider a demon as their god.” 


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