Returning From Level 900

137 Controlling the Progress

Inside the stronghold, Mo Ran, who landed on the ground, stepped on the smashed corpse of the blood giant and asked loudly, "Excuse me, who is the night elf?"

Not far away, the night elves who were originally chased by the two blood giants responded with joy: "We are, are you a reinforcement sent by the coalition forces?"

"Well, you are night elves, so these big guys who are chasing you must be enemies, right?" Mo Ran kicked the corpse under his feet and raised his eyebrows: "Exactly, I hate giants!"

He seemed to recall some unpleasant scenes, his body became more hostile, he turned around and stepped on the ground and rose into the air, rushing to a blood giant. He started beating up the blood giants.

With a few punches, the blood giant with a head and chest more than ten meters high was smashed into pieces.

Together with the two blood giants just destroyed, the progress of the level has increased by 0.3.

Mo Ran counted the blood giants present, and there were still about ninety.

He nodded reassuringly, and shouted loudly to the night elf who had escaped the predicament: "You all stay away and find a safe place to wait."

Several rescued night elves were disobedient, shaking their heads and expressing that they would coexist with the stronghold and fight to the death.

Mo Ran has his own way of dealing with hypocritical monsters, and scolded calmly: "You want to make a profit, right? If you hit a giant with an arrow, I will go to the coach and sue you night elves for taking my credit! Get out!"

"Hey, yeah, yeah??" The night elves were furious when they heard these words, and they were wronged because they wanted to help, but this kind of grievance was unbearable!

The night elves are united.

Immediately, he called all his brothers and sisters to step back, leaving no excuse for that stinky man.

Of course it doesn't matter.

Cool as always.

Feel free to snort and raise your fist to start harvesting the progress of the level.

Ninety blood giants can touch 10% of the level progress.

Good luck this time.

Mo Ran thought in his mind, jumping up and down wearing the [Dharma Hand], pulling out the night elves from the flesh-and-blood armor, and knocking down the blood giants easily.

The night elf queen in the distance could only see a golden light in the stronghold that went up and down, left and right, and came and went. fall down.

This scene shocked her mouth.

It only took fifteen minutes or so in total to wait until all ninety blood giants were turned over.

On average, he knocked down six big guys more than ten meters high per minute!

Mo Ran stood on the high pile of flesh and blood, his right hand wearing the [Dharma Hand] drooped down, and the thick blood fell drop by drop. He held the water bottle in his left hand and raised it, arrogantly facing the sky and washing his hair with healthy water, it was so cool. explode.

Half-drinking, half-washing, and emptying the water bottle.

He casually threw it to the ground without being civilized, he shook his wet hair and asked loudly, "Who else?!"

The thirty or so surviving night elves in the rear pointed to the position of the queen in front of the stronghold and chatted: "And there! There is a weirdo over there!"

Mo Ran was slightly taken aback.

He originally just wanted to play handsome and ask casually.

Unexpectedly, there are still enemies.

He sighed secretly, comforting himself to exercise his body, and silently climbed off the pile of flesh and blood and ran out of the base.

The blood mist rolled around the night elf queen.

The figure inside saw that the blood giant basically did not have the strength to fight back and burped, and wanted to run away because of lack of confidence.

The night elf queen's magic power was exhausted, and she used a wide range of moonlight to overdraw her vitality. At this moment, she wanted to intercept it, but she had no energy to spare. She struggled to get up and fell down, and she could only watch the figure go away with a strange smile.

Mo Ran, who rushed to the front, saw a little girl lying on the ground, and there was a figure running farther and farther in the distance, and it was obviously not in the direction of the stronghold.

Don't ask good people or bad people at all, call the aircraft to retrieve a **** box.

When I opened the box, there was actually a heavy sniper rifle that was more than two meters long! !

"Run?" Mo Ran set up a sniper rifle to aim at the figure, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and pulled the trigger with his fingers.

"boom!"

This sniper rifle sounds like a cannon.

A huge bullet that ripped through the air slid across the sky and hit the target accurately.

It wasn't until the body was blasted in half by bullets that the figure realized that someone was actually attacking him.

At such a long distance, the opponent's attack came silently and in a blink of an eye. Who is it? Dabbs is here? ?

The figure turned his head with difficulty and looked back.

Not Dabbs.

Even if it is so far apart, the figure can be sure that the person who attacked him is not Dabbs.

A second later, he heard a slow roar.

The figure closed his eyes lonely.

The last thought before dying was:

‘I never imagined that besides Dabs, there are such strong masters in mainland China, it would be a loss if I knew that they would not betray him. . ’

Mo Ran on the other side slowly put away the prop sniper rifle produced by the World Tower in his hand, but what he thought was:

‘Wang Wen is indeed right, sometimes it’s really cool to use a gun. ’

He took two steps to the side to wake the night elf queen and asked, "Are you all right? Who are you?"

When the shot was just fired, the huge air wave turned the Queen who was too close to somersault, and the already weak little girl fainted directly.

However, this question does not need to be answered by the Queen herself.

The night elves who were catching up from behind had already hurriedly carried their queen back to the stronghold for healing.

Mo Ran found that he had nothing to do for a while, and glanced at the progress of the aircraft in a boring way, and was surprised to see that the guy who was killed by his gun actually contributed a full 5 points!

He was stunned, and quickly ran to the place where the figure fell.

He didn't think it was full of blood. He slapped the figure's face full of sores and shouted loudly, "Don't die yet, do you have any brothers, sisters, big brothers, little brothers, classmates, classmates, etc.?"

The figure did not answer.

Dead already.

Mo Ran's heart was full of sadness, and he said to control the progress, there is not even a ghost here, control the progress of the wool? !

. . .

around the same time.

On the other end, Wang Wen and Zhu Xingguo looked at a man-made gully that was dozens of kilometers long.

Not long ago, Wang Wen learned about the target of this trap based on the description of the person in charge of the trap.

He specially went to the battlefield outside Xu Yuan and quietly glanced at the progress of the centaurs.

Not much, 0.01 per head.

Killing a hundred heads can add 1 point of progress.

That is to say, you can clear the level by killing 10,000 heads normally.

But right now, for this tens of kilometers of traps, they said that the target was 100,000 half-human creatures on the main battlefield!

This number made Wang Wen dare not intervene at all.

He didn't know how the aircraft would calculate the trap effect.

What if he and Zhu Xingguo helped to complete the trap ahead of time, and all the creatures killed by the trap were counted on their heads?

Don't say 100,000 heads~www.wuxiahere.com~ It will be over as long as 1/10th, and the magic stone making scroll of the great magician has not yet been seen! If the progress is fully completed, it will waste a lot of time to climb the tower.

Lose blood!

But if you don't help to make the trap, the great magician can't get away, and it will take five days after the trap to take effect before starting to make the scroll.

Do you want to stay on this floor to stop the tower climbing process?

Is the value of a shocking stone enough to make such a big sacrifice?

Wang Wen was in a dilemma.

Zhu Xingguo saw the embarrassment of the master and followed the embarrassment.

Even if he didn't know what he was worried about, it didn't prevent him from staring at the gully with Wang Wen with a solemn expression.

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