In the rose bushes that were squirming and approaching, the shadows appeared one after another shaking refugees, their bare bones, hollow eyeballs, and rotting lips were covered with flesh-colored tentacles like vine stems and leaves, dragging them down to the mud. The ground is connected to the roots of the swaying rose. These refugees are like a group of unknown swamp squids, dragging the tentacles in the mud with both hands and approaching Bailiu and Liu Jiayi on the shore.
The lush tentacles are like a fishing bowl full of earthworm bait, overflowing from the edge of the ridge, a horsetail thick tentacles burrowed out of the ground suddenly, twisting around Bai Liu’s ankles, pulling him into the mud .
Bai Liu hurriedly threw out the fish bones, and opened the weird twisted tentacles with a whip.
Liu Jiayi also corroded a tentacled trying to wrap her waist by the poison smoke.
After being attacked by the monster, Liu Jiayi and Bai Liu activated the monster book at the same time.
After Bai Liu glanced through the information on the characteristics of the refugees given in the monster book, he calmly gave instructions: "Liu Jiayi, you use poison fog for group attacks, the largest range of group attacks, the group attacks missed, I will sweep the tail. "
"This monster is A+, or an A+ level monster that appears in clusters." Liu Jiayi's face became more ugly. She watched swiftly to the left and right. The smoke of the poison formed a circle around her and Bai Liu to prevent the tentacles from approaching, "They do not appear individually. Rather, they appear and fight together. They look like individuals, but they are all connected by underground tentacles. They are a symbiosis of a bunch of roses."
When there is no way to restore the spirit value, confronting this kind of monster that can't be killed completely is to consume, and they obviously can't consume these monsters that grow in clusters, then the loss is only a matter of early or late.
However, Liu Jiayi did not question Bai Liu's decision, but simply implemented it cleanly.
Liu Jiayi took a deep breath: "OK, what do I need to pay attention to when I attack?"
With a whip, Bai Liu threw a monster that climbed ashore back to Tanaka. He turned his head to look at Liu Jiayi: "If you drag time, your skill cooldown is one hour. If you drag it for one hour, we will win, and we will win this hour of dragging time. Inside, you have to control the amount of your poison."
"How much control?" Liu Jiayi asked.
Bai Liu lifted his eyes to look at the overwhelming rose refugees, and said gently: "Control it enough to hold all the refugees who smelled the fragrance for more than an hour. After your skill CD is over, I will try my best to control them in a small space. , And then enter the explosive skills, let your poison exert the maximum attack effect."
Liu Jiayi was stunned for a moment, and she quickly understood what Bai Liu wanted to do. The expression on her face changed several times, and finally she was frozen in a kind of reserved reserved restraint: "Of course it can."
"To the A+ monster, my poison is indeed incurable."
Creeping tentacles kept churning in the rose pond. Bai Liu stood on the edge, using the field ridge as the last line of defense. While pinning the sack of roses on his waist as bait, he used a whip to fan the refugees and tentacles who climbed ashore. Go back to a fixed place-seduce and slap while trying to drive the refugees into a fixed space.
Liu Jiayi protected Bai Liu in an airtight manner. Bai Liu used a whip to exhaust his physical strength very quickly, and kept drinking a stamina restorative to make his face seep out with cold sweat. Later, he was hardly caught by refugees or tentacles-but at first At the moment when he was caught, Bai Liu was still eaten part of his mental value and health, which made the roses in his eyes more and more charming, and the black cracks on his face became a lot deeper.
Bai Liu and Liu Jiayi are fighting against a lot of A+ monsters. Conventionally, it is absolutely impossible to resist for one hour—the skills have CDs, and both Liu Jiayi and Bai Liu are attacking and killing these monsters. The power is limited, especially Bai Liu, his whip can only drive off these monsters, and can't do any harm to them.
But Bai Liu is not mainly against these A-type monsters, but just drove them down and prevented them from climbing up.
This kind of very simple "driving duck" game, with Bai Liu and Liu Jiayi's abilities, can be used to the limit, and it can last up to an hour when Bai Liu makes no mistakes and perfectly trims the tail.
However, what followed was a pile of horrible refugees accumulated under the ridge of the ridge-not only the white willows drove down, but also the rushing in from behind.
Densely dense tentacles tumbling in the velvet red mud, like boiling water, or small intestinal villi that are digesting food, human faces and broken and rotten bones and limbs are howling in the tumbling red mud wave, but roses are in it. It swayed unharmed, without any damage—these refugees seemed to have deliberately protected these unpicked roses.
After being far away from the flower field, without the rich aroma of roses, these piled up refugees and the tentacles that grew out of them stinks overwhelmingly, and countless tentacles grabbed the mud on the shore and wanted to go ashore.
Facing the high-density tentacles, Bai Liu's whip almost swung out a white afterimage.
He was holding a bottle of high-level stamina recovery agent from the stalk of wool from the Mu Sicheng panel, swallowing to replenish his stamina, while swaying a lot of stamina.
This pure, high-precision mechanical movement Bailiu has lasted for more than forty minutes.
Sweat slid down Bai Liu's hair, dripping onto his already completely soaked overalls, and now he was as if he was fished out of the water.
Liu Jiayi's poison is also exhausted. She has a higher panel than Bai Liu, but an hour of high precision and intensity can be used to protect herself and Bai Liu. Now she is also clenching her teeth.
However, although Bai Liu and Liu Jiayi worked so hard, the [audience] in front of the screen—or the players from the King’s Guild that was besieging Bai Liu in front of the screen, didn't pay much for it.
Most of the people who were brought by Hearts to block the Bailiu TV were the grassroots and middle-level players of the guild. This group of people was torn from each other on the bottom. The most uncomfortable thing is the potential of Bailiu. A newcomer player who doesn't take the usual path and is about to soar into the sky.
In addition to the stark hostile stance that Hearts had already put forth, and the entire venue was from their Kings Guild, these people's comments or satires on Bailiu TV were of course not very pleasant.
Some foreign guild players standing behind the small TV watched Bai Liu leading Liu Jiayi doing this kind of "powerless", "meaningless" resistance that could only delay time, and they all sneered:
"Do you want to delay time in the third-level game? Are you afraid of reincarnation late? This person was on the kings list last time purely because of the popularity of the witch."
"The game looks at the monster setting analysis. It should be hunting monsters to get roses. The other four people have already started hunting monsters. Only the group of Bai Liu has no progress at all." A viewer pointed at the small TV next to Bai Liu." I haven't seen the hunter of that little TV, but I heard that it was also the reinforcement that our queen found. Seeing that it is quite powerful, it has already begun a large-scale anti-killing."
The small TV next to Bai Liu is the one played by Tang Erda. On the small TV screen, Tang Erda’s right face is full of blood, and his pair of faint blue eyes with roses floating in the red mud and flowers are like a sea of flowers. Underworld fired brightly and enchantingly. He held a silver revolver in his right hand. The engraved rose on the butt of the gun had been soaked into the veins by blood, turning into a deep red "dry leaf rose."
Tang Erda's whole body was full of tentacles that were still twisting and twitching, and the silver gun shells scattered all over Tang Erda's whole body, and the refugees who had been killed.
Under the shining full moon, the dark blue-eyed hunter clenched his gun and shot continuously around the flower field, cruelly and accurately killing a monster that tried to approach him and steal the rose he guarded, the blood of his slaughter Smudged by the out-of-control desire, there is a sense of madness to transform into a werewolf at any time.
After another round of shooting, Tang Erda lowered his head and panted. Blood dripped from his arms and clothes. He blankly kicked away the tentacles hanging on his feet, and quickly bit the bandage to deal with it. The bleeding wound on his own tiger's mouth—he didn't treat the wounds in other places, but bleeding from the wound in this place would make his palm slippery and affect the feel of his shooting with a gun.
After treating the wound, Tang Erda continued to coldly fill the bullets one by one.
The corpses of the vagrants who died around Tang Erda have been piled up around him into a hill that almost flooded him, and the roses stolen by these vagrants fell after death, and the top of Congshishan fell like a curly catkin. come down.
The viewers of the small TV on Tang Erda's side can only watch this completely unfamiliar face obscured by the system's constantly popping up reward interface:
[System Tips: Congratulations to the player Tang Er for killing a monster vagrant who has stolen 1.5kg of dried leaf roses and is now your trophy]
[System reminder: Congratulations to the player Tang Er for killing a monster refugee who has stolen 11kg of dried leaf roses...]
When Tang Erda lifted the blood-stained red and killed his eyes with distracted focus, aiming at the small TV, raising his gun and squeezing the trigger, even if he knew it was Tang Er attacking the monster in the game. , The audience in front of the small TV also took a step back subconsciously.
The very intuitive, strong force value suppression and a kind of creepy aggressiveness that Tang Erda carried on his body made the audience standing in the front row of Tang Erda's small TV can't help taking a sip of water, even discussing it. Don't dare to speak loudly, it's a mode of whispering:
"...Who is this man?! From the first shot to the last shot, almost every shot he fired has a reward interface popping up, and every shot can kill an A+ level monster, and one shot equals the A skill. The attack value is definitely over 6000, and the skill has no obvious cooling time. Why have I never heard of this player?! Shouldn't it!"
"One person can suppress the attacking line by storming in a three-level game... This is the strength of the top league players... It's terrifying. Does the King's Guild still hide such cards this year?!"