MTL - Your San Value is Zero-~ Four hundred and seventy one [Dawn] dilemma
[Horse Guide], [Dawn] and other players appeared one by one.
Some were sniping from a distance, and some were intercepting nearby, and they surrounded several generals tightly.
A crack appeared on the golden shield that had just been struck with the materialistic hammer.
The general who used it frowned slightly. He had never seen any ancient relic destroyed, which was beyond his knowledge.
But now there is no chance to ask for an answer. Because the deformed human who caused this wound was shattered into blood the moment the roar sounded.
Disappeared in place together with his weapon.
The general put away the golden shield and drew out the scimitar to meet the players who rushed towards him.
"Avenge the vice president!"
"Chop him into pieces!"
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"This guy has ancient relics, grab him!"
In the noisy shouting, it is not known who told the truth.
Originally, he was very moved when he heard the brothers shouting for revenge on the voice channel [landing with four hands] for a moment.
Confidence in getting rid of the weakest gold-ranked Twelve King Kong has greatly increased. Little did they know that what they were facing this time was the enemy's second strongest expert, a veteran gold-ranked general.
In order to scramble for the ancient relic, the Twelve King Kong rushed forward one step ahead, using their respective techniques to attack him in all directions.
However, the other party did not show any signs of shock. He quickly swung the scimitar in his hand, forming a barrier of wind blades, and chopped all the silver players who approached into pieces.
The strength of the fourth level of gold was displayed, crushing the crowd who were rushing to the fire.
The third strongest player on the other end was also unstoppable, dealing alone with two gold-level players [Ghost Shadow from Heart] and [Horse Guidance].
The former of the two entered gold for the first time, and the latter only had the third level of gold.
At this level, the promotion speed becomes extremely slow, and every time one level is promoted, the strength will be qualitatively increased.
Therefore, the gold level is divided into the lower three levels, the middle three levels and the upper three levels according to the rank.
Although the difference between three and four is only one level, it is a watershed.
They are both gold, but the fight between the two is particularly difficult.
If it weren't for the help of healers and silver-level players in the rear, coupled with the characteristic effects of the ancient relics in their hands, they might have been defeated within ten rounds.
The decades of training of the veterans can be surpassed overnight by non-players.
What they have to face on weekdays is the threat from the Northern Warcraft Domain, and they are often fighting on the front line. It is no accident that they can survive to this day.
The gold ranks that were easily killed by players before were either suppressed by numbers, or the new gold ranks with inexperience.
Facing seven or eight gold-level players at the same time this time, players no longer have the numerical advantage of the same level.
And without the cooperation of military tactics, the Silver and Bronze ranks looked like rotten fish to them.
Except for the slight threat brought by the phantom wolf king and the red dragon, there is no force on the field that can stop them.
What players are most concerned about is that Bruce and the Mystic of the Royal Court have not yet made a move.
They were cautiously in the center of the encirclement, as if they were waiting for something to come.
Bruce looked around, but he didn't see the figure of [Seven Blades Soul], he was waiting for that person, the only enemy that gave him a sense of oppression.
The big battle went on for several hours, and players in the forum and in the game were talking about it.
Many players who had not united with the two major guilds also started to act.
[Turbo Duck] and [Bai Zhan Ji] who were originally exploring and opening up wasteland also came to the battle scene at this time.
When the two guilds learned that the encirclement and suppression forces were insufficient, they quickly contacted a group of high-level players.
They were quickly teleported to the encirclement by the rear healers using wood carvings.
The madly upgraded [Turbo Duck] has been promoted to the second level of gold, and even his two magic pets have reached the silver level.
The white-haired and red-eyed [Hai Zhan Ji] and [Nicole] wearing a little black cat cosplay followed closely behind, both reaching the second level of gold.
[Pudding hits milk] After merging bloodlines, his strength has also undergone a qualitative leap, and he has become the fourth gold-level player in the team.
[Shui Shui] The dog is always behind the team, and the shooting accuracy is also limited. Although there is material support from [Turbo Duck].
However, she lacks the ability to digest the energy of the soul ingot using the secret method, and she is still stagnant at the ninth level of silver, becoming the existence of the crane tail in the team.
"They're probably going to break through, and they're setting traps here." [Smoker] led the members of the Undertaker's Guild who were not yet famous to the back of the encirclement, and laid various self-made traps.
After having their own camp, they also began to study calcination technology.
The traps used today have evolved from wood and vine materials to metal creations.
"If we can build a mechanical core to provide energy, wouldn't we be able to make an electric mechanism?" said a little clever ghost.
[Smoker] glanced at him, "If we have that thing, we still use it to make mechanisms? Wouldn't it be more effective to use it ourselves, and then install a cannon?"
"That makes sense! That wouldn't be a Gundam~" The little witty ghost made up his own body full of cannons, and ran amok among the enemy groups.
"Don't dream, it's not that easy. If you want to come up with that thing, it will take at least half a year to develop. Then don't think about long-term things. If someone comes up with it in the near future~www.novelbuddy.com~ I'll take my head off Come down and kick it for you!" [Smoker] pulled him back to reality.
The members of the Undertaker's Guild stopped dreaming and worked hard one by one.
[Guide Horse] Seriously injured, four or five healers healed him at the same time.
[Ghost Shadow from the Heart] was entrusted to Big Eyeball, but was still beaten and retreated by the third-ranked general.
[Fat Bear] Throw out the bucket of love and hold back the hatred of a newly promoted gold.
【Nai Nai】Come over and shoot at him from a distance, so that he can't get out of the range of the barrel of love.
On the one hand, the golden man had to resist the rational attack of the barrel of love, and on the other hand, he had to avoid the shooting of [Nai Nai], and he was always wandering back and forth between climbing the barrel and escaping.
【Doctor Yang】Single out a veteran gold player. Fortunately, this person is only at the third level, so he can barely handle it.
The second-ranked gold-ranked general swung his scimitar and stood behind to block the wolves and [Pocket Money] and his group, standing in the rear for everyone.
The remaining gold-level general was fooled by [Pickup Soldier], so he chased her and slashed wildly.
"Wow! Who will save me! This guy is crazy!"
At present, everyone has no time to care about others, [Doctor Yang] has more energy than energy, in front of the veteran gold class, he can't even perform a suicide attack.
【Dawn】Stand on a tree to cover everyone, and shoot support whenever the situation is urgent.
At this time, his shortcomings are revealed. The shotgun with too long attack interval is extremely limited to the gold-level generals who are like ghosts.
And the close-quarters gun fighting technique that I have only recently come into contact with has not yet been practiced. If I go up and fight against the gold level, I will definitely lose quickly.
This gave him a sense of urgency. If he didn't improve his heads-up strength, he might be thrown off by his teammates in a short time.
In the long run, I will at most be a teamfight gunner in the future.