Before Marceau finished shooting a pot of arrows, various versions of the Lord of the Crown rushed out of the door, and the ghosts had obviously evolved, and the cat cub saw a banshee shine on the scene, this encounter level of at least 30 spirit undead with a blasphemy aura, within the radius where her aura is located, the player has to complete a will appraisal with an identification difficulty of 12, and any loser will be deterred by one to three rounds, which can almost be said to be fatal in the round battle.

Because of its appearance, the player below is directly downcast by a piece of it - some are knocked down by allies because they are shocked, some are cut down by enemies because they are shocked, but more often because of the various spellcasting and ranged undead units that appear in the windows on the second and third floors where the haunted house is located.

Therefore, now the players on the roof of the building are working hard to fight against these guys, and the help on the street is really pitiful, Marceau also released the strings to the banshee under the cover of the mage after the banshee appeared, and the silver arrow smeared the holy oil, and before the attack, a steppe elf priest on the roof of the street across the street also gave a divine instruction to the banshee, and the latter directly used his ghost ability to teleport parallel to flash this magic that was killing for it.

But that's where its good fortune came in, Marceau's arrows pierced its body, shattering the soul stone in her chest, and the banshee began to crumble with a scream, and Marceau had to retreat before she could confirm the results - the protective arrows allowed the kitten to ignore the few arrows, but when several fireballs and firebursts flew towards her, even the most daring kitten had to hide aside.

The fireball didn't do much damage to the building, but Fireburst was different, after blowing off the bricks that formed the guardrail, another fireball directly ignited the human priest who didn't enter the bunker, and the kitten crouched behind a few boxes on the roof could only watch the priest scream and fall - the low-level players wrapped in flames had no chance of surviving at all, and there was no flame resistance. This kind of full-body burn is a high-level magic unless it is used to treat serious injuries without recording the cost, but today's players don't have the above two points.

In fact, as soon as the priest fell, he no longer screamed, and the low-level players had thin skin and little blood, just the direct hit of the fireball and the subsequent burning were already fatal, and at this time, the mage on the other side still wanted to go over and drag the priest. As soon as he got up, he was knocked down by an arrow.

"Don't move!" Marceau told the ranger who was about to move to stop, but he didn't pay attention to the kitten at all, but rushed out of cover to drag the mage back to safety, but as soon as he returned to the mage and dragged him up, a negative energy ray hit it, directly 'fogging' his head, and the lifeless corpse fell backwards.

The mage fell to the ground again, as if wounded, and he groaned in pain. Marceau poked her head out to look at the gap, and made sure that she still had a guardrail as cover in this position, so the kitten popped its claws at the mage, grabbed the mage's boots, and then the cat cub leaned against the box and began to drag the mage to his place, while calling out to the priest who had just climbed up the stairs behind him: "Come to me, this guy is seriously injured." I'm pulling him over. ”

One look at the kitten's methods, the priest took another look out of the bunker. After realizing that the kitten was doing this to protect himself, he knelt beside the kitten and spread the surgical kit on the floor.

After Marceau dragged the mage back into cover, the kitten took out his dagger and cut open the mage's robe - now was not the time to consider how much the mage robe was worth, and whether it was five years ago or half a year later, a mage's life was much more important than a +2 robe.

"Hurt my lungs. It's the bone arrows, help me fix her, and I'm going to take a look at his back. ”

So the kitten immobilized the mage, and the priest's eldest sister reached out and touched the mage's back: "I wore it out, but it seems to have stuffed the arrow back when it fell." Secondary damage, help me see how much blood he still has. ”

The priest began to prepare the scalpel and the potion, and Marceau glanced at the mage's attributes and found that he was already counting down to his life: "I am already doing a physical examination, I am losing consciousness, and I am 30% past the death line." ”

"Pour this potion of healing into his mouth, and then this one, when I push the arrow out, you pour it into its wound, remember the steps?"

“…… No problem. Wait a minute, why does this step sound so familiar, the kitten frowned a little puzzled as he poured the potion in his hand into the mage's mouth, and then heard the priest's eldest sister sigh: "This technique has now become recognized as the best way to deal with arrow wounds in the lungs, thanks to the kitten named Marceau...... Here, little one, help me fix the mage, I'm going to start taking out the arrowheads. ”

Seeing that the priest's big sister was familiar with the first aid, the kitten bit the second bottle of potion, and when she pulled out the arrow, the kitten immediately helped her to lay the mage flat, and then bit the cork of the potion bottle and poured the potion of serious injuries into the wound.

"Okay, little guy come and do me a favor, let's drag this guy down, this building is damaged, I think it's too unsafe up there. As soon as the priest finished speaking, a fire explosion fell downstairs, causing the collapse of the building and causing casualties downstairs, the cat cub was embarrassed to find a sense of balance from the shock, and when he turned around, he saw that the boxes behind him had fallen, and from him he could see the large side of the warehouse, and the players below were retreating, because the bigger and more evil enemies had entered-the large stitching abomination, and these big guys who had completely turned the warehouse door into a hole caused enough pressure on many players as soon as they came on.

The bloody kitchen knives in their hands are bigger than a big cat man, and it's nothing just to look at this thing, but these haters are born with all kinds of plagues, if you get closer, you have to do a physical examination to see if you can be infected, and only those who are immune to the epidemic, such as a high-level paladin and priest, can defeat it.

"Let's go!" The kitten, who felt that he could no longer stay here, turned around and saw the priest's big sister lying to the ground, a fragment of a wooden box piercing the side of her head, blood flowing uncontrollably, and the kitten could only drag the mage to the staircase - at least to get the mage downstairs for someone else to send him away before the defense line in the stairway collapsed.

Just as the kitten dragged the mage to the staircase, he saw the black gargoyle flying up on the top of the warehouse, and saw the flying unit joining the battle, the cat cub gritted his teeth and dragged the mage to speed up - after the gargoyle entered the battle, it was almost certain that the fall of this town was only a matter of time, the player couldn't hold it at all, and I heard that the temple area here is not large, and the temple of the unknown has only a small character...... Damn it.

Just as he was thinking this, there was a sudden sound in the sky that was very familiar to the kitten cub - it was the sound of the motor of the combat boat, and the cat cub turned its head to look behind him, just in time to see hundreds of milky white holy missiles approaching, and behind them were a large number of combat boats and griffin knights.

"Look! it's ours!" a ranger on the roof of the building jumped on the guardrail in desperation, but before he could finish his sentence, he was pierced through the chest by a bone arrow and fell down.

Marceau let go of the mage, took out the flare sticks he had bought from his satchel and lit them on fire, then climbed onto the guardrail and waved at the descending boats, starting to point to the ground targets.

The combat boat flew past the kitten, and the pilot of one of the combat boats gave the cat a thumbs up.

The wave of the undead was then overwhelmed by the buckets of holy water dropped by the battleboats, and the alchemy bombs dropped by two of the battleboats directly turned the third half of the animated haunted house into flying ashes, and a griffon knight who followed the battleboat dropped something as it flew over the animated haunted house.

After a short but long round of time that made the kitten feel short, a holy light descended from the sky.

"Wow, that's a big firework. Marceau sighed, and the next second the kitten lowered its head over a brick blown by the shockwave.

"Do you want to help?" a battle boat with a white cross on its body stopped in front of the kitten.

"It's just in time, this guy is still alive, you're a rescue boat, right, I'll leave it to you. With that, the kitten slid down the outer wall of the dangerous building to the ground.

The drop from the Revitalized Haunted House is indeed attractive, but Marso is going to find Annie. (To be continued......)