Super God Assassin

Being able to deal damage means the fight can continue.

After a while, Dre Blackhand's body finally became clear again, which was the end of the painful "missing" stage.

After returning to the normal stage, Dre Blackhand was divided into two parts. However, when he was cloned, the entire figure was chaotically shaking. After the clone was over, no one knew which one was the main body.

Moreover, after some testing, the two Dre Blackhands actually had the same physical defense and spell resistance, and even their health did not show a situation of one more and one less. According to the reports of the tanks, the two Dre Blackhand's damage-making ability is similar.

"Pull it together! Fight the two together!"

The little woman simply made such a decision. Anyway, there is an inextinguishable barrier totem, and 300 players in the melee range are under its blessing.

Now everyone is only worried about one thing. Since there is one more target to share everyone's damage, the killing speed will inevitably be slowed down. Then, when several other guilds come over, that is the rhythm of forcing a share of the pie. Now... this place has been demolished to ruins, and the mirror plane that can eliminate physical collisions and spell penetration between players is also opened. No matter who comes over, they can attack and get Dre Blackhand. You can't stop it. .

...

Suddenly, there was a message from Soul Eater, who was a spy next to Lingfeng City's teleportation formation, that Kakawei had completed the recovery of his magic power and was taking over all the materials he had gathered from the chairman of the ninth village, Zhu Mun.

This news means that in five minutes, a new batch of 1,000 players will be airborne.

At this time, both of Dre Blackhand's HP remained at 60%.

Within five minutes, unless there is an accident, it is impossible for the current number of more than 1,000 people to beat Dre Blackhand to death.

Then a very simple situation is placed here: this time it is definitely going to be a piece of the pie.

Everyone understands this situation. So at this time, they are all working hard, creating damage frantically, and reducing Dre Blackhand's HP as much as possible.

Even if you really want to come over to share a piece of the soup, then only the thin soup will be left for you to drink.

...

Five minutes passed quickly, and the second batch of 1,000 people descended to the battlefield under the light of the group transmission.

But for the time being, they were on hold, and they rushed to compete for contributions as soon as they came over. This is something only a low-level guild would do... They were all first-class large guilds. After coming here, it is natural to first find out the situation.

After watching from a distance for a while, the latecomers will meet for a long time to discuss.

"I think their melee combat is a skill and then retreat. Change another batch and continue."

"Well, yes, tanks are also grouped together with melee combat, advancing and retreating together."

"Range and healing are not affected, just keep hitting the stakes hard... Well, we have all the range! Give me a blast!"

You don't need to figure out how to fight by yourself. That's the biggest difference between the forerunners and the latecomers, but they seem to have overlooked a problem...

"Come on, brothers! It's time to grab it!"

As the temporary commander of the latecomer Ten Guilds, the pig mushroom roared. Immediately, he ran towards Dre Blackhand, and several tanks and melees also followed, for fear of falling behind others.

"Stupid..." Endless Xingchen glanced at him, didn't you come to melee for death? You are not in our group, the reduced version of the immortal enchantment totem will not bless you. Of course, he wouldn't tell these latecomers about this.

As expected, the close combatants of the latecomers fell at the feet of Dre Blackhand in an instant. It's just a rhythm of a few deaths.

"Fuck, how can you resist your melee combat?"

The pig mushroom was puzzled on the regional channel, and the presidents of several other guilds also asked the same question.

Helpless, Qin Shou handed over the three uses of the reduced version of the immortal enchantment totem. There is no way to post it for the envy of the latecomers, but he still has BUFF on his body... So Mo Wanba is very proud. To show off his "immortal enchantment" state.

Such an unreasonable state of endurance is simply the existence of a bug. No wonder rashly learning to rush up is the rhythm of melee team destruction.

"How did you get it? Let's go get it too. Everyone is from the Tianchao District. At this time, we have to advance and retreat together." Pig fungus played the emotional card.

"Given by High Priest Dahak."

Qin Shou generously informed them of the source of the totem. There was nothing to hide about this thing, and even he, Qin Shou, was not sure about getting another one. Besides, even if you can get it, it is so far away from the Lurenkat Prairie. When did you guys come back? What's more, the High Priest of Dahak is now "dead", and it's a matter of time before going to the Rulenkat tribe to see him.

Uh, by the way, none of you have an orc disguise. Whether you can rush over there on the orc territory is a big question for you.

After hearing Qin Shou's answer, the later presidents, although they were suspicious, started their internal discussions.

"High Priest Dahak, who is that?"

"I don't know, who do you know?"

"Che... I don't know? Haven't you been to that experience scene? The big one in it is the high priest of Dahak."

"Oh, so the question is, how are we going to go to him now and ask for that totem?"

"You don't say that I haven't found it yet, but this map has only opened this small piece. Where are we now?"

"Don't worry about it, why does High Priest Dahak help them?"

"Ghost knows... I just want to know now, is it impossible for us to fight in close combat?!"

"Accept the reality, just let the remote fight."

Yes, several guild leaders have already accepted the reality after discussing and negotiating. They can only watch dryly from a distance~www.wuxiahere.com~ Only the four hundred remote occupations they brought over can be Launch an attack to rub off.

"Oh, I knew I would bring a few more remotes here."

"Old Ma, you have taken a big advantage. Of our several presidents, you are the only one who is remote."

At this time, the old horse who was mentioned was smugly laughing, and at the same time, he threw a fireball technique at Dre Blackhand without thinking. The damage soared to the first place in their group, and he firmly occupied it.

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(Thanks to my book friend Pink の Cheerilee for their support, and I also take this opportunity to tell you that the current situation of the book is good, it is certain that it will turn into a dog, but the author has not given up the idea of ​​treatment. Keep playing, not to mention that there are still more than a hundred readers who are chasing after you. So please rest assured that readers who can see here, this book will continue to be written until the story I want to tell is finished. .)

.(To be continued.)

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