Doomsday Game Online

Chapter 388 Chapter 388

Ulu was thinking, Pablo finally had enough poss, opened his mouth and spit out a shiny blood-red bead in his hand.

Immediately, it quickly read a long series of notched abyss magic texts.

As the magic text was read, the blood-red bead seemed to come alive, struggling frantically in its hand, but could not escape the control of the oracle-level Pablo.

Finally, a weird moo echoed on the battlefield, and boundless light red haze poured out from the beads and rushed towards the battlefield southwest of Buffalo.

However, within a few seconds, this light red mist spread out, flooding and covering the gap in the southwest like a huge wave, and it also spread to other parts of Buffalo.

The human beings caught in the mist felt heavy in an instant, and countless crazy roars and shouts squeezed into their minds, constantly urging them to kill, killing everything in front of them.

Crimson light appeared in the eyes of almost all human beings, and their eyes moved to the nearest creature, such as… the comrades beside them.

A layer of light red haze was attached to the monsters’ bodies, and their eyes lit up with red light. When the killing intent was boiling, they only looked at humans, without any intention of targeting their companions.

In the next moment, countless shouts and roars rang out, mixing in one place, turning into a huge and noisy sound, piercing the night sky.

Monsters are killing humans, and humans are fighting each other.

However, within a short period of time, the number of human battle losses was more than that in the previous hour.

The dense defense in the core area of ​​Buffalo became a big tattered net under the interference of the red light and fog.

Monsters poured in frantically.

The only good news is that the defensive power in the core area is very strong. Even if humans are killed by the red light fog, they will still attack nearby monsters indiscriminately.

For the time being, the core area has not completely fallen.

“Asshole!” A loud roar rang out from the mouth of the storm and thunder, and immediately leaned out of the bullet rain that was several times more violent than before.

As an oracle, his place belongs to a unique high platform, and there are not many human guards.

The angry mechanic decisively opened again.

Even humans are killing each other, but if there are fewer monsters, they die slower.

Storm and Thunder will be besieged by monsters later, and only then will there be a chance of a comeback.

Pablo, who was holding the scarlet beads in one hand, heard the roar and saw the other party’s eruption. A hint of disdainful mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth: He really thought someone was a fool, would he run to kill you! Labor and management may have nothing else, but they will not be out of cannon fodder.

More than the number of cannon fodder, Pablo has never been afraid of anyone.

Thinking like this, it increased the output of the divine particles, and the bloodthirsty mist released from the beads in the hand increased crazily, quickly flooding a small half of Buffalo.

Link looked at the terminal in his hand speechlessly. The message sent to Gene just now appeared unreceived in red.

In his perception, the thick reddish fog that filled half of Buffalo was trying to erode his spirit.

This kind of divine particle erosion is purely useless to him. The Doomsday game likes the “white ticket” the most diffuse divine particle, and there is no need to share it with Link.

But other human beings under the transcendent, it is difficult to resist the chaotic and bloodthirsty ideas in it.

In addition to retaining the fighting instinct, most of the intellect is suppressed, so that it will attack the humans and monsters around him indiscriminately.

If this continues, Buffalo may collapse in less than half an hour.

Link is not irritable, because irritability is useless.

If you want to come back, you must kill the leader, but it is extremely difficult to kill a vigilant oracle level.

Once unsuccessful, the opponent will most likely run away, and the opportunity is fleeting.

Therefore, waiting is the only thing he can do now.

He didn’t even kill other monsters, because he wasn’t sure what the effect of this red light fog was.

If, like the Wall of Thick Fog, it has the function of detecting and counterattack, it would not be good to arouse the chief’s vigilance.

Genn’s old fox didn’t make any movement, obviously, just like Link, waiting patiently.

Five minutes later, a smile appeared on Link’s face: The oracle mechanic is really extraordinary!

The nickname of the Mechanic’s God of Battlefield is really well-deserved, and the oracle-level strength of Storm and Thunder makes this feature more vivid.

The shortcomings of the mechanics “poorer than a nightmare” were made up for with the full supply of Buffalo.

Within five minutes, Storm Thunder’s barrel was like a hedgehog thunder chariot poured millions of cannon rounds, hundreds of large and small rounds on the battlefield.

Even in order to save the divine particles, most of them do not have additional damage, but few monsters under the extraordinary can withstand the sweep of the cannon.

The precision bombardment of artillery shells continues to hinder the speed of the monster’s follow-up force input, forcibly turning continuous reinforcements into a tactic of adding fuel.

The monsters can be thankful that this is just a mechanic, and the accuracy of shooting is far lower than that of the gunner, and he can’t make a good record.

In fact, this wave of millions of bullets washed the ground, and the number of main battle monsters killed and seriously injured was just over 100,000.

This is definitely a heavy blow, but it is only temporarily regaining human disadvantages, and it is not yet at the point of reversing the situation.

Upon seeing this, Pablo snorted coldly: “Yes, it’s interesting. This kind of guy will definitely feel better when killed.”

As he said, he raised his hand and threw the scarlet bead to Ulu: “You maintain the bloodthirsty mist, and when I kill the human oracle, the whole army will press on.”

Ulu caught the beads and quickly output the divine particles, barely squeezing out a little energy and bowing: “Yes, sir.”

Pablo’s figure has turned into a crimson shadow, heading straight to the defensive tower where the storm thunder is.

Along with it, there are thousands of elite monsters who command the Guards.

…

On the defensive tower, Storm and Thunder roared from time to time, and the roar of gunfire could not suppress the roar.

But unlike the imagination of the awake people and monsters, there was no anger in his eyes, but he used his peripheral vision to keep an eye on where Pablo was.

This commander is extremely high-profile, and has never concealed his oracle-level aura.

Within ten or twenty kilometers, the Transcendent level can easily perceive its existence.

This made Storm Thunder a little wary, wondering if the new commander was playing tricks.

As the three-meter-high crimson shadow quickly approached, a series of question marks could not help but emerge in his heart: He really rushed over like this? Isn’t it a magical phantom?

But… Flame trolls don’t seem to be good at magical phantoms, right?

Thousands of monsters leading the Guards can’t be faked. These monsters basically only follow the commander. Are they also sent out to act?

After a while, Pablo became clearer and clearer, and the “dominant spirit” that came from the oppression of the substance enveloped Storm and Thunder.

His eyes lit up: It’s actually true! The Flame Demon Commander just rushed over in a daze.