If the attacking Warcraft has an organizer, it is not difficult to find that in fact, the attack and defense of the sand sculpture players have routines. The advance of heavy artillery was very dependent on trains.

Regardless of the fact that an adult shield crab can carry a 5-ton 88-mm anti-aircraft gun around, in fact, all ammunition supplies cannot be supplied without trains.

The shield crab's slow movement speed and lack of stamina were not destined to be transport-type creatures. Relying on it alone, it would have collapsed a long time ago.

It's a pity that the anti-kings are too desperate for their lives, or no one is willing to invest in the hero unit, and the result is that they fought for seven days, and no one discovered the secret of the Abyss Legion.

No, it should be said that it is likely that someone found out, but these black moldy turtle-like guys either died in the counterattack artillery, or died at the hands of the stormtroopers led by the lion girl.

A three-story tall six-legged spider-like monster saw Elizabeth's golden figure rushing towards her, and immediately let out a sharp howl, kicked with six feet, and pounced on her with teeth and claws.

But that's where the difference between elite creatures and hero units comes in.

Elizabeth in its compound eye turned into an S-shaped streamer just as its chelicera was about to hit.

Time seems to have frozen in this moment.

The sharp battle axe suddenly shone brightly, and countless [Battle Intent] condensed into golden threads, extending from various parts of her body, converging on the blade of the axe, dodging the attack of the spider demon like lightning, and piercing the skull that was much harder than iron sheet with an axe.

The foul-smelling and corrosive slurry didn't have time to splash on Elizabeth before it was swept away by the momentum of her body that was puffed up and turned into substance.

She looks like a lotus flower that emerges from the mud and is not stained, untouched by the filth of the world.

"Drink!"

With every exhalation, a troll was killed by an axe.

Elizabeth was so agile that she was less like a lioness and more like a running gazelle.

Behind her were not only heavily armed werewolves, but also a large number of players. After the hardest idea was killed, the torrent of the abyss easily drowned the messy monsters.

The sand sculpture player shouted, "Kill the duck!"

The spirit of the Free Blue Bird polluted a three-headed giant: "Yes, you are a duck!"

The head is full of filth and pollutes the other party, to see if it can be turned into a boundless place.

Okay, here's the question, what happens when there are three heads and only one body?

The answer is that the Free Blue Bird was beaten by a stick made of a three-meter-long tree trunk.

But the sacrifice was worth it, and Lazy unleashed a shot at an unusually tricky angle.

After possessing the body of Naga, his arm strength has already risen to an exaggerated level that normal humans cannot imagine, and he can have an impact force of more than 500 catties with a single shot.

Poured into the spear, the destructive power of the spear tip is more than a thousand catties?

The black spear suddenly appeared on the temple of the right head of the giant when the giant smashed the [Blue Bird] to death, and when his right shoulder was lowered, it suddenly appeared on the temple of his right head, and then penetrated through the skull. The pitch-black spear pierced through the brain, tearing flesh apart, and the scarlet liquid was like a thread, penetrating from the left skull to the cheekbone of the middle skull.

After turning the middle skull into a rotten watermelon, the spear head was castrated and slammed into the neck below the third skull, severing its cervical vertebrae with the last of its might.

This blow made the three-headed giant's last vision circle the battlefield, and his unwilling eyes revealed the last thought in his brutal life - I met a hero!?

With the body of Naga, the elite of many players is actually like Liu Yuecicada, who only lacks an opportunity to break through the limits of his body and step into the realm of quasi-heroes.

The extremely real battles that have been in this world for a long time have already triggered their hidden talent for strength.

It's just that before that, they must also unify their bodies with the bodies of this world in consciousness.

If they continue to believe that this is a game, they will not be able to realize their true potential.

Like a swarm of locusts, the player whistling and sweeping across the land.

It took the monsters three days to encroach on the land, and the players pushed back in one day.

After that, they followed a large number of orc and human soldiers to clean up the battlefield, mend the dying monsters, and then erect the altars of the sea.

The black water released from the altar was like a great river pouring down and sweeping the whole audience.

This battlefield strewn with corpses and rivers of corpses has been given a new mission.

They will be transformed into biomass and become the never-ending power for the Abyssal Legion to roll forward.

Ao Xiaowu came to the battlefield, raised his hand lightly with a cold face, and the black water that was melted into black slurry was like a black rainbow, splashing I don't know if it was a drop of blood, or the slurry after the corpse was liquefied, and it flew up in the air and retracted into a straight knife.

In the next moment, the black straight knife seemed to come to life, turning into a black Celestial Dragon with teeth and claws. It let out a dragon groan, opened the five claws on the dragon's claws, and scanned the audience fiercely, like an emperor in the world, but unfortunately, it couldn't find an opponent, roared helplessly, and disappeared into the air.

She asked Wang Hao, who was covered in black water behind her, "How long are we going to wait?"

"Almost. ”

Under Rachel's nose, a water body obediently cats in the dragon abyss, being a good baby. But Wang Hao's deity has long been projected back to his god's abandoned land.

"How long is 'almost'?"

Wang Hao covered the dragon's waist with one claw: "There are some things, don't you think it's more refreshing when they finally pour out all at once after some patience?"

Ao Xiaowu couldn't maintain his indifference after all, and spat Wang Hao: "Can't you bastard be serious?"

"I'm serious except when I'm not serious. ”

As the paws went down, Ao Xiaowu trembled: "Don't be here." ”

At this moment, Wang Hao's water body left in the Wall of Sighs suddenly had a signal, and Wang Hao had to cancel his temporary dragon's lair exploration plan.

Just as Wang Hao imagined, Rachel's lair [Valley of the Tides] collapsed.

Despite Rachel's repeated cover-ups, and even the destruction of the Zuan Legion sent by someone many times, the Valley of the Tides has long been monitored by a certain Demon King's subordinates.

The demon queen notified Wang Hao in the villa of the Celestial Empire to watch the live broadcast.

Through the magic mirror, Wang Hao saw the situation on the seaside of Rachel's lair.

Without warning, the temperature of the sea dropped suddenly, and the surface of the sea, which was not very calm, seemed to crack under a mysterious force, and a round pit with a diameter of 100 meters suddenly appeared under the stone pillar where a manticore was.

Before the manticore and its knights could react, the sea roared and shook, and the purple-blue light stirred up a column of water forty or fifty meters high, and a huge water cage appeared, giving the manticore no room to resist at all, and the overwhelming sea water overturned.

In the blink of an eye, an elite behemoth that Rachel relied on as its core combat power was GG.

"Oh! I think she must have a wonderful look on her face now. ”