"Build a defense!"
Seeing the huge swarms of alien monsters coming from far away, my heart almost trembled. I drew my sword and screamed. The position of Slashing Dragon is right next to the NPC position, and the impact it has to bear is definitely not a few. What we have to do is to live until we kill all these strange demons. The strange demons do not die, and we are probably the ones who die.
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"Keng Keng Keng..."
A group of people on the front line of Dragon Slashing drew out their weapons one after another, and even everyone’s sword-holding hands were trembling. Everyone has learned the terrifying power of the alien monsters, and no one is qualified to say that they can resist the densely packed alien monsters. Live, you can only do your best.
I raised my arm, the magic weapon rotated, "swiped" a green dragon crossbow in the open space behind me, then looked at the player on the front line, and said, "Don't try to counterattack, just defend where you are, and prepare for blood. As long as the CD of the bottle and blood recovery skills is blocked, it is easy to kill. One line of defense is not enough. Build three!"
A group of knights and swordsmen dislocated one after another, and three shield formations immediately formed. I was standing on the first front line, holding my breath and watching the coming monsters. It was a group of dwarfs only about 1.3 meters away, full of fire. Red flames, with a short sickle dancing in his hand, screaming "ya ya ya", running extremely fast!
Soon, I read the attributes of these little ghosts, I don't know the depth!
[Sickle Imp] (Type: Level 2 Alien)
Level: 110
attack:? ?
defense:? ?
Qi and blood:? ?
Skill:? ?
Introduction: Scythe imp, this is a group of desperate souls derived from purgatory. They have extremely strong destructive power and movement speed. They are called the ants in purgatory. There are so many and densely packed that all human empires feel desperate. Scythe imp He is greedy by nature and likes gold coins very much. After killing human beings, he divides his corpse and looks for the left gold or silver coins...
Li Mu gritted his teeth and said: "I don't know if this wave can be resisted, it's densely packed, it's too fucking too much..."
Wang Jian nodded: "Go all out!"
Lin Wan'er stood on the front line with a dagger in hand, released the Zilin Dragon to hover in the air, then looked at me and said, "Azhu, what if we can't defend ourselves?"
I smiled calmly: "Let's die here together..."
Lin Waner: "..."
In the distance, Long Xiang’s first berserker Liehu put his battle axe across his chest and entered a defensive posture. He looked at a group of sickle ghosts from a distance. It's not high, how powerful can it be?"
Spear and a pot of wine holding a heavy shield: "Be careful, don't look around!"
At this moment, a group of sickle punks roared and killed them. The three sickle punks raised their sickles together, and flames ignited on the sickles, and they cut into the tiger's battle axe three times in a row. , As a result, three amazing damage values flew up—
"17262!"
"15271!"
"17267!"
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Liehu wailed, and was instantly killed. Even the axe burst out. The previous arrogance was wiped out. The moment he died, he realized that he couldn't judge people by appearance. Although these little ghosts were low, their strength was amazing.
"Shoot down with a seven-star arrow to stun them!"
I hurriedly ordered, Lin Xiaowu and other archers shot down seven-star arrows, and the dizziness probability was only less than 30%, but it was not bad, at least it was able to delay it.
Suddenly raised their double swords, the three little ghosts have rushed towards me, and flames flew above the sickle, attacking with the same skills, "kengkengkeng" sputtered three sparks on the Zhenyue sword—
"7267!"
"6269!"
"7021!"
It's not bad, it can bear it. Our Dragon Slayer's team of Hanging Pots has been well preserved, and the ability to heal in seconds is also good. It is basically impossible to kill me in seconds.
On the side, matcha, Tang Xin, Lin Wan'er, One Second Hero and others also greeted the impact. The blood was swept away, but they were forcibly supported under the treatment of the players behind, while Dongchengyue, Lin Xiaowu, and Qianyang in Snow The others are doing their best to output, and skills such as flame tornado and lava abyss are bombarding the monster group. The strongest place of the alien is that its attack power is terrible, but its survivability is not much higher than the thundering level.
Raising my double swords, I directly cut out the wind cut + Han Binglie, a little devil in front of me was chopped and screamed, killing me, but also sucking back a lot of blood for me—
"7625!"
"+1525!"
"7422!"
"+1484!"
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The 20% blood-sucking effect of the Ring of Kings is really too domineering, which has greatly improved my long-lasting combat ability. Even without the hanging pot, I can probably single out 1-2 sickle imps.
However, Lin Wan'er and I held an inch of ground, but the others had no easy way. The melee system on the defensive line where Yue Qingqian was was constantly being shot by the scythe imp, and it was about to collapse. The defensive lines of the guilds such as Fen, Thousand People's Tomb, etc. have completely collapsed, and the players on the front line are almost bloodbathed!
I hurriedly looked at the One Second Hero: "Yongjie, use special effects!"
Without thinking about it for a second, the hero directly smashed the heavy shield to the ground with a low roar, and the Wall of Scorching Sun effect was activated, providing a shield effect for everyone around, barely allowing everyone to support it, and all the firepower was output. After the activation of the Wall of Sun, simply raise the staff immediately and activate the Barren Enchantment, which is another shield-like effect that protects the surrounding people from 5000 points of damage.
As soon as the two great stunts are over, I glanced at it, a little helpless, the king's domain stunts of the Ring of Kings still have 9 hours to cool down, forget it, don’t think about it, directly activate the Halberd Burner to burn the scythe imps around you , Do your best to kill more monsters, the flame god tiger also roared into the monster group, after a fire rush, was killed by a group of sickle imps, on the other hand, Lin Wan'er’s Zilin dragon attacked in the air, It's much safer.
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"Boss, I can't stop it soon!" Li Mu widened his eyes, and said, "These sickle brats are just like the Hades. They are accurate and ruthless with a single knife. How can they be hit?"
Not far away, Yan Zhao Wushuang also said loudly: "How about Zhanlong? Prague is about to be unable to hold it!"
I gritted my teeth: "If you can't hold it, you have to fight, it's better than waiting to die!"
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"what?"
At this moment, Lin Wan'er swept a pair of beautiful eyes on the introduction of the monster. The next moment, she reached into the package, grabbed a handful of gold coins, "brushed" it and sprinkled it into the distance, and suddenly a group of little ghosts in front of us screamed. Pounced on the gold coins, and even many little ghosts bit each other in order to fight for the gold coins.
"It's now, kill!"
The beauty lady Bingxue is smart, and unexpectedly thought of this method... I rushed up with a sharp knife. This time everyone turned from defense to offense. They hacked and killed dozens of imps and continued to withdraw their defenses. The experience value is very rich, and I myself Attacks have also been greatly reduced, but it’s a bit too expensive...
However, Yanzhao Wushuang, Jian Fenghan and others saw this, and they seemed to have grasped the life-saving straw. Isn't it just spending money, spend! As long as the task can be completed, what can't be given up? !
As a result, the flurry of gold coins in the air greatly weakened the impact of the Sickle Imp on the players. Although there are still players who are killed in battle, it is no longer a one-sided pattern.
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On the side of the battlefield, Liu Shuang and Luo Lin Qingjian swayed a sword aura, unmoved by the players' speculative behavior, and were still fighting with their own strength.
In the twinkling of an eye for nearly 2 hours of fierce fighting, the Sickle Imp was almost killed, but all the 17W+ gold coins in my package were all scattered. Lin Wan'er also looked at me aggrievedly: "I lost a total of 11W gold coins, you lord Just take care of it, how can I compensate me?"
I felt a pain in my heart, and I was about to burst into tears: "Let’s talk about it later, I will finish this task before I say..."
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Looking around, the corpses are exhausted, and most of the players have been killed unknowingly. At a glance, the number of players in Dragon Slash is less than 150, and the total number of players in the player camp will never exceed 1,000. There are only about 100 people, the attrition is extremely serious, and there are sparse sickle imps attacking our position. On the contrary, the NPC camp is well-preserved, and at least 1,000+ people are still fighting.
"Be careful!"
Liushuang Qingjian stepped back and said: "Ling Han is here!"
In the air, the wind whirled sharply, and a huge figure flew over. It was the Hell Warsong Ling Han, a BOSS that even I couldn't see the rank, even the rank, but at least it was the Xianlin rank. That's it, holding a sickle, with a grinning smile at the corner of his mouth, he yelled violently, "Taste the doom of the artifact!"
The sickle's name is Doom, and it's a legendary weapon again!
"Om!"
The flames of death are quickly wrapped around the doom, and the sky seems to have been blood red. God knows how strong destructive power will be produced by this blow? !
"Be careful, defensive!" Li Mu shouted loudly.
I hurriedly turned around: "Defensive P, everyone retreats down the hill, here is about to be lost!"
Song Han, Yue Qingqian, Lin Wan'er and others rushed down the mountain one after another. I grabbed the Fushui Nunnery and flew down the mountain with her. Jian Fenghan, Yanzhao Wushuang, Misty Yunyan and others also left soon after seeing the opportunity. Only a few hundred warriors from the Bahuang City were garrisoned there.
"flood!"
Flames swept across the sky, and a sky fire descended on the earth along with Ling Han's sickle!
"boom!"
Like a nuclear storm, the small hills vanished in an instant, and the hundreds of warriors in the Eight Desolate City on it also turned to ashes at any time.
In the air, Luo Linti sword's arms trembled violently, looking at Ling Han in the distance, ah, ah, roared: "God slain, you devil, you devil, I want to kill you, I want to... I want to Kill you!"
With a slash of the blade and full of strength, Luo Lin rushed towards Ling Han like a lightning!
"Keng!"
There was a deafening sound, and the air seemed to be torn apart by energy. This is no longer a battle that our players can participate in. After all, the power of Luo Lin and Ling Han is there.
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With the sickle warding off Luo Lin's attack, Ling Han had a scornful smile on his hideous face: "What's your name, kid? I find you very interesting."
Luo Lin raised his foot with a flying kick: "The General of the Eight Desolate City-Luo Lin!"
"Good, good, good..."
Ling Han easily avoided Luo Lin’s attack, said three good words, then held the sickle in one hand, smiled: "I already know your name, now you can go to death, no matter how many empires you are in the south. Strong, what kind of honor is there, but in my eyes, killing you is as easy as crushing an ant!"