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Chapter four hundred and forty seventh high play style(2/2)

When the strongest one dies, the remaining "little monsters" naturally feel much more relaxed.

As the purple-named Leonard fell to the ground under the siege of barbarians and paladins, with half a minute left on the clock, the players ignored the mobs that had not yet been cleared, turned their guns, and focused on Kane Jon.

·Coulson.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

"What did I see?"

"That was the field in my hometown. The golden ears of wheat danced in the wind. My hands caressed it, walking from the edge of the field to the deepest part of the golden field."

"Who is that? That is my little princess. She is running out of the castle. Is she here to welcome me home?"

"She was riding that rouge-colored pony, her laughter was like a clear bell, and the maid Natasha was chasing after her. The two of them really looked like deer."

"The smoke from the castle was blue, just like the smoke covering the battlefield. Freud's filial face flashed before my eyes. He was so angry. He was asking me why, why I fell, why I broke my oath.

The code of chivalry of guardianship.”

"What's wrong, my little princess, I am your father, it's me, it's really me, how can you let your arrow point at me, you can't, you can't do this."

"My little princess, my 'little sapling', did you hear that?"

I didn't think it was the case before that the BOSS was stupidly nagging at the damage caused by the player's focused fire, and the blood gauge was plummeting visibly to the naked eye.

But with the last sentence: My little princess, my so and so...after that, all the attacks stopped, the players' eyes were confused, and their consciousness fell into a blur.

Suddenly, in a field of golden wheat waves, riding a group of rouge-colored ponies, standing not far away was a man who looked extremely friendly but also revealed a bit of strangeness.

"It's me, I'm back, the father who cares for you, loves you, and is willing to give everything for you."

The system prompts that it is under the influence of [Powerful Group Suggestion], falling into a state of being bewitched, deepening, deepening...

Only players with high enough mental attributes will feel that something is wrong, and they are lost in the lake, seemingly sleeping but not sleeping.

Xia Miaomiao felt a bit like a ghost pressing down on the bed. She realized it but couldn't break free.

"My little princess, who are you?"

"I am……"

Many players began to say involuntarily. What was shocking was that the voice that spoke was not their own, but that of a little girl.

Xia Miaomiao also opened her mouth to answer, but she felt that the "ghost press" was loosened by her hard struggle in the depths of her consciousness. The words came to her mouth and were stopped midway by her resistance.

"Very well, my little princess, I am your father. Now, I order you to kill them!"

As soon as the words fell, Xia Miaomiao felt her consciousness relax and suddenly woke up, just in time to see an elf ranger turning his bow and arrow and aiming at herself.

Lying...

It is wrong to use foul language, it will damage the character of a young, invincible, talented and beautiful girl.

ah!

Most of her teammates were rebelling, and the few like her were running away in confusion.

Looking at the BOSS again, there is only one tube left in the health tank, and he is smiling like a kind father.

"Sapling, come here!"

The traitorous teammates were not merciless at all when they killed their own people. Xia Miaomiao managed to escape behind a paladin teammate during the siege by four or five people. She was about to ask what to do, but thought of this again.

When asked about destroying character, just say nothing and wait for others to ask.

Only six teammates were not hit. Looking at the system prompts, it turned out that they were immune to group mind control at the last moment because of their high mental resistance.

"What should I do? Should I fight?"

Someone asked Xia Miaomiao what she wanted to ask.

"beat!"

The leader of the wasteland reclamation group said through gritted teeth.

"How to fight!?"

More than 20 traitorous teammates are besieging them, and everyone is running away. What should they fight with?

"Sapling, Loneliness, the two single targets have the highest damage, like this, like this..."

The leader talked about his plan.

The plan is very simple, that is, he takes the rough-skinned paladins and barbarians to lure away his rebel teammates, and Xia Miaomiao and an assassin named Lonely launch the final attack on the BOSS. It can be a success, but it can't be a failure.

If the group is wiped out, the worst thing is to have to do it all over again.

This time I was caught off guard. I didn’t expect that the BOSS’s last big move would be such a dirty move. If you are prepared, you won’t be able to do it next time.

Xia Miaomiao didn't have time to express her opinion on this plan, because the group leader had already rushed forward with his people.

Fighting against so many players and teammates is definitely suicide. The little time you gain is just a gamble, so the possibility of hope is slim.

Lonely and entering stealth, Xia Miaomiao once again used displacement skills to break away from the battle group. On the way to the BOSS, she unexpectedly discovered that the BOSS... seemed unable to move?

This discovery gave Xia Miaomiao hope.

Maybe it works?
Chapter completed!
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