Chapter three hundred and thirty fifth one pot
Actually, it’s not Lu Chen’s fault for making a big deal. He just didn’t expect that the chain battle formation of the sword was not so awesome as soon as it appeared. They improved their tactics in battles one by one, and in the later stage of the game, they became the only second-rate guild that could often kill gods.
At this time, their battle formation was just a prototype, and with the success of Lu Chen's plan, he used a precious first-level summoning magic scroll to seize the chains. It would be different if this chain battle formation would become famous in the future.
"Fuck these bitches to death!"
"Kill! Just six thousand people, we will kill ten of them each!"
On the other side, the members of the Poison Wolf Mercenary Group were also in high morale. The Silent Ram specialized in melee gunsmiths, shoveling ground, flying kicks, close shots, and creating explosions. Although the defense and health volume were average, they were fighting on the most intense line of the battle.
One minute later, the Silent Ram on the other passage also seized eighteen chains with copper hooks from the six members of the sword.
When Bihai Qingtian and Baili Kuangtu learned the news, they immediately sent their troops to participate in the strong attack, and were responsible for the same passage as the people of the Wild Empire. Moreover, because of the failure of the Chain Battle Formation, in order not to show weakness in cooperation, the offensive momentum of the sword was much more fierce than that of the Wild Empire.
"It seems that the Baili Madman attaches great importance to this chain battle formation..." Yuwen Demon God rushed forward and bombed with his newly learned double-hearted spell casting, and now he retreated. As soon as he saw the members of the sword-bright attack at any cost, he knew that the chain battle formation was a very important bargaining chip for the sword-brightening.
This chip was broken and seized by the Poison Wolf Mercenary Group effortlessly, which forced them to give up their stance of watching and join in the battle.
"Deputy Commander, more than half of our people have been killed. The priests in the regiment have used almost all the resurrection skills, and they can't stand it anymore!"
Mio Shang ran in panting. He hadn't tried what Kazura felt like since he started playing this game. However, in just less than an hour, his magic value had been empty three times. Even if he kept drinking [Elementary Blue Return Potion] and [Slow Blue Return Potion], he could not solve Kazura's crisis.
"Boss of the Demon God, let's go!"
"I can kill eight more!"
Behind Yuwen Demon God stood hundreds of members of the mercenary group with broken equipment and bad-looking faces stood. Although the two guilds did not give them the chance to rotate the lineup, Yuwen Demon God still let the people on the front line retreat one by one, and the people behind them filled in one by one, controlling the number of combatants in the two passages to about 120 each.
The people behind him who retreated to rest were all those who had fought fiercely for more than half an hour, most of them had melee battles. The battle was too fierce, and they had already lost their strength, their attributes decreased to varying degrees, and their equipment durability also had problems.
"No! You're going to the front line in your state, you're going to die. Although you're not afraid of dying, as the most important front-row personnel, once you die, our back-row will be threatened! You have a good rest and you will have a chance to fight!"
Yuwen Demon God decisively rejected these people who were so angry that they knew the grudges between the Wild Empire and Lu Chen. Everyone knew the style of the Wild Empire, so these players from scattered backgrounds were very disgusted with the Wild Empire.
As for Liang Jian, they probably knew that it was because Yuwen Demon God supported the Poison Wolf, which caused Liang Jian to be under considerable external pressure, so their old president gave up Yuwen Demon God. Now Yuwen Demon God is in the same group as them, while Liang Jian is the enemy.
"Let your brothers retreat into the valley..."
Yuwen Demon God made a quick decision. Although he was very anxious, the casualties of more than 300 people were already very serious, but Lu Chen had said before entering the secret map that he could last as long as he could, and a turning point might come at any time.
He didn't know what the turning point was in Lu Chen's mouth, but Lu Chen had predicted too many things and couldn't help but disbelieve it. Therefore, he did as he did, and he had no idea of "willing to accept the orders of the outside king."
Soon, the members of the Poison Wolf Mercenary Group on both passages fought and retreated, and finally met at the entrance of the valley and retreated into the valley.
Boom! Two first-level magic scrolls were torn apart. The last two first-level magic scrolls on Yuwen Demon God were the only stock left besides Lu Chen’s only three or four first-level magic scrolls on his hands.
First-level summoning magic scroll [Summoning Dwarf Forge's Fuel Library], first-level group attack magic scroll [Fire Dragon Technique]!
People from the two major guilds will immediately know what happens when the fierce turmeric oil touches the flames.
The summoning array opened in the air was like a faucet with a diameter of one meter. The extremely high oil pressure sprayed out from it, staggering the two major guild members who were rushing forward.
"No!"
"grass!"
"day!"
Amid the noisy shouts, a fire dragon rushed in from the exit of the passage and instantly ignited all the fierce turbulent oil.
"Ahhhh!"...
Heart-wrenching screams echoed in the wolf's den, passage and valley... That sound, that scene, it was really sad that those who heard it were crying...
The default minimum pain is 20%, but when the pain is lowered, it will also reduce the five senses a little. Most players actually have some pain sensation. But even if it is not up, 20% of the burning pain is enough to make people scream.
These two scrolls are the ultimate tricks Yuwen Demon God has at hand, and their power is naturally so terrifying. In order not to give the Poison Wolf Mercenary Group any rest time, the two major guilds kept crowding in, and more than 800 people were squeezed into this small passage.
Half of the more than 800 living players became charred corpses in the blink of an eye, and the other half was closer to the exit of the wolf's den, so they quickly turned around and ran out, and then escaped. Many of the players who died were forced to get off the line by the game helmet because of their emotional ups and downs, but the passage was still full of corpses.
"Hurry! Others come back to the city, and the thieves grab equipment!"
Yuwen Demon God had no last bargaining chips at hand. If he could hold on, he would end up with the team. This was something that Lu Chen did not allow, so he had to retreat.
The thief team of more than 20 people was limited in positional warfare, so they did not participate in the battle before. At this time, they were in full strength and rushed out immediately, constantly picking up equipment that the enemy had exploded after death.
The remaining 300 people in the valley also started to return to the city at the same time, and white light soared into the sky.
"What are you doing, Lao Bai?"
"Fuck! Fat Goose, you are actually a spy!"
"Brother Mao..."
"ah..."
Chapter completed!