Jinben uses the progress of the Silver Crusade, which means that they don't have to start from scratch, they can directly teleport to the boss at the bottom through a portal at 3 o'clock after entering the instance.
But just because the time interval is a little long, the surrounding mobs have been refreshed and need to be cleared again.
"It's alright, it's really alright... I've gotten used to it after watching it so many times." The priest in the clergy's robe waved to the person who asked about her status, with a relaxed smile on his face.
The undead, the lich, the ghoul, the stitched monster... All kinds of undead creatures are scattered in this dark and cold nether world, and when they see the living, they will swarm up like they smell the smell of food.
Given that these monster models are all versions that have not undergone any harmony, this is quite unfriendly to some players with low psychological endurance.
It's pretty much what it feels like to experience a blockbuster horror movie.
Like the human priest Cheng Fu who spoke just now, when he first entered the group of the Netherworld, his face was basically white with fright. The staff is almost unsteady, let alone cast healing.
But as the main force of the elite in the guild, quickly adjusting her mental state is a must-have skill. Now that she faces these monsters, her spine is basically stiff, and the healing spells will continue to be read out under the reflection of her body.
In addition to the boss allocation mode, the pickup mode of the mobs is taken in turn.
At this moment, a group of stuffed creatures with horns on their heads ran to the side of a lich corpse with 'Sen Luo' written on the picker, and quickly picked up the dropped items.
"Meow." Running back to the magician in the back row of the team, the milk cat raised its head and made a low purr to the young man. The voice was not very clear, probably to prevent the thing in its mouth from falling.
At this time, the mobs on the periphery were just cleared, watching the magician hold the milk cat into his arms, and the team members who paid attention to this pet are now casting envious eyes at the magician.
A pet that will help the owner pick up dropped items, and they also want one. But I heard that the other party opened it from the treasure chest in the wild, and I also knew that it was very difficult to obtain.
"It's very afraid of life." Looking down at the milk cat who had buried his face in his arms, Gu Yan silently declined the teammate who told him he wanted to hug him. This scene always feels familiar.
And just like what the magician said, this round little milk cat arched the magician again, leaving only a back view for the others.
Chong and Chong do have their own personalities, and the teammates looked into the magician's arms with regret, but they were no longer difficult.
After clearing the mobs, the rest period is very short. After completing various buffs, the team officially passed through the cold palace gate and stepped into the hall of silence and depression.
The huge hall is so quiet that the living people who set foot here can hear their own breathing, or even their heartbeats.
There is no throne, and the pool of reincarnation glowing with a faint dim light is directly in front of a huge statue.
Beside the two, a figure wearing a black cloak is standing there, dark black eyes, dark black hair, including the weapon used to harvest life in his hand is also this icy color.
As if merging with darkness.
Although the black-robed man's complexion is gray with no signs of life, this does not detract from his appearance at all. From the side view, his face is already impeccably beautiful.
Especially when compared with the terrifying undead creatures outside the hall, the black-robed man in this hall is more and more beautiful.
But it is indeed God...
grim Reaper.
The members of the three guilds present, each of them at least died in front of this handsome black-robed man six or seven hundred times. This is the average. Those who pioneered the wasteland very desperately, such as the Silver Crusade Guild, members of the elite group have died thousands of times under the black figure in front of them.
Since the equipment of the tanks in the regiment reached the passing line, they have been grinding for nearly a dozen hours a day, and one grinding is more than a month. It was not until today that the P1 was beaten.
In the words of the people in their group, they can walk away with their eyes closed in this dungeon, and they can beat the boss before the god of death with their eyes closed.
"I'm going to vomit after grinding for more than a month." Cheng Fu raised her hand and covered her eyes. As one of the few female players in the team, when she first saw the boss of the God of Death, she also praised it. The boss's model design is too foul, if she is a dps, she will definitely not be able to do it.
Now…
Koko.
Destroyed the group for more than a month and only left the psychological shadow of the P1 stage. No matter how good-looking the boss is, he can't be rescued.
"But if you can push it away, you will have a great sense of achievement." The female thief with a dagger next to him was playing with her dagger. The thief looked like a weak and harmless little girl.
If you ignore her name that hangs high in the number one position in the output stats.
Cheng Fu nodded, but still frowned: "The seven-minute frenzy mechanism is just frustrating. I originally wanted to be happy with the progress of p1 today."
"Qiuqiu..." Gu Yan was standing not far from the two of them, and the other party didn't lower the volume. Even if he didn't deliberately listen, he would still hear it. When he heard the seven-minute rage, he called the name of the stuffed ball on his shoulders.
In fact, he had been thinking about this question before. According to his memory, the boss's unified rampage time should be ten minutes. This is the setting he wrote when he wrote the article.
In the original plot, the Silver Crusaders should have won the first kill, but looking at the current situation, this plot is probably about to change, and it will be their joint wasteland group who won the first kill.
The only one who can change the game mechanics is Guangnao, Gu Da couldn't help but glanced at the milk cat on his shoulder in confusion.
"Meow." The milk cat with two small horns on its head tilted its head towards the young man, looking very innocent.
Well…
Reaching out his fingers to touch the two small horns, Gu Yan no longer struggled with this issue.
Seven minutes is seven minutes. With the current team configuration, seven minutes can pass. Opened the output statistics and took a look, Gu Da found himself in the bottom position without any accident. When he was clearing the mobs just now, he was paddling with his own ball for a while.
"Take a look at the two T's first. There is no problem with the two T's taking turns to eat killing skills." Zhi Yi shook his head and rejected the suggestion of cutting out another tank. Layers of Vulnerability debuff. But cutting out another T will put too much pressure on the dps. Originally, they have brought a magician in their team...
Thinking of the magician, Zhiyi raised his eyes to look at the young man standing in the corner of the team. He had privately chatted with the other party before the team assembled, and he sent a Raiders of the P1 stage of the Death God, which explained in detail what the other party needed to do, and dispelling was the top priority.
The things that have been mentioned, the other party also clearly responded 'understand' at that time, but now the other party does not take the initiative to ask, Zhi Yi assumes that the other party clearly understands. It's okay to run in a few times, but if you continue to make the same mistakes, if you don't understand and don't ask, then he will be like a member of his own guild team.
The rules of the team are the same for everyone, and it will not sound very good if you spray people.
"Qiuqiu will stay here." Gu Yan didn't take the puppy on his left shoulder back to the pet space, because he felt that the place might be empty, Gu Yan took the milk cat off his shoulder and put it down at the stone gate at the entrance of the palace.
This position will not be affected by the battle, and the pet has a neutral attribute. Even if the mobs refresh after four hours, they will not attack the pet.
"Meow." The dark purple pupils reflected the magician's figure. The plush creature obediently lay down on the place where the young man put it down, hummed softly, and then quietly watched the young man walk towards the Pond of Samsara. Go back.
After listening to the command and counting down to 3, 2, and 1, the black-haired human knight raised his sword and swung a holy light judgment towards the black figure standing beside the pool of reincarnation. The scythe crossed by the black figure representing death.
"Nearly two-thirds of the blood was lost after a successful block, what about human nature?!" After making a perfect block, the Silver Crow still felt a stomachache. Of course, he knew that the treatment in the regiment had more stomachache than him.
Blocking, parrying, and dodging dangerously, although the paladin who was carrying the boss kept chattering about the black figure in front of him, he did take every attack of the boss steadily.
The blood loss was relatively stable, and there was no sudden bloody metrorrhagia. This alone greatly reduced the pressure on the regiment to treat blood.
Since it is a joint wasteland reclamation group, people who are not used to the noisy and noisy painting style of the tanks in the group finally can't help but speak. They are reclaiming a wasteland with a crazy and difficult boss, but the tanks in the group are like going out on an outing. …
"No, no, I'll be distracted if I don't speak, and I'll shut up immediately when the commander speaks." When he said this, the human knight keenly noticed that the black figure in front of him moved his wrist, and grabbed it in front of him. Before the black figure swung the scythe down again, the Silver Crow first used the skill of 'Holy Defender'.
The holy shield was offset by the flash of blood-colored dark light, and at this time Deputy T taunted the boss when he saw the dark light.
"How did you find out..." A healer in the regiment couldn't help but muttered to himself.
The dark light just now was that the boss used the killing skill, but the blood loss of the human knights was still stable, which didn't make the healers in the regiment feel that they had to stare at the tank's blood bar and brush too much when fighting this boss.
But the killing skill is completely cast by the boss at a random time, so how can the opponent predict the use of the damage reduction skill?
It's impossible to guess.
"Pay attention to his wrist." The Silver Crow said to Deputy T who was carrying the boss.
The two belonged to different guilds. If they had discovered this kind of detail skills before the joint land reclamation, they would certainly not have told people in other guilds. But now that he is cooperating, he will not hide his secrets, and everything is based on the progress of the team.
The soldier who served as the deputy T was also an elite member of the main T position in the original team. Of course, he understood this skill instruction as soon as he heard it. After practicing a few times in actual combat, he quickly grasped the key points.
"Drive..." scattered.
Before he could say the words, Zhiyi saw that the debuff on the head of the priest he was looking at was gone, and the handsome magician was sitting on his broom side, holding the magic book in his left hand, whether it was black water or fire on the ground Neither the circle nor the spinning Frost Orb could touch the corner of the magician's robe at all.
Compared with the other members of the group who had tightened their nerves to avoid skills and run connections, the relaxed appearance of this magician sitting on a broom was obviously incompatible with this intense and tense atmosphere.
"It turned the fire at the first time. The last round of Frost Orb was at least 3 seconds slower. It's been a long time since I opened up the wasteland, and I still greedy for the dps of the boss." Looking at the Frost Orb, who was still chasing people on the field, he stopped Yi immediately frowned, did he want him to check the output statistics and spray talents one by one to be willing to turn the fire.
3 seconds is not too much time, and it has little impact on the team, which can be compensated.
But from this, it can be seen that the team members' implementation of the instructions, the higher the degree, the more unnecessary the number of destroying the group can be reduced, Zhiyi believes that it is still necessary to spray.
But when the team commander glanced at the output statistics, he couldn't help but be stunned.
The horizontal column position of the first place in the output statistics is a dark purple background color—
This is the color that represents the profession of magician.