I'm Marceau, the kind of Su family, I've had some trouble in the game lately, because of some curses, my appearance is not very good-looking, and my hair has fallen out, and what's worse is that I was already strong before I lost my hair, so since baldness and getting stronger can't be equated, I think, my cat life is really gray. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After spitting a groove in his heart, putting on his boots and trying his feet, Marceau, who felt much better than the sand on his feet before, turned his head and changed to a boot to pour the sand - although Marceau could no longer feel the touch caused by these fine sands, but after all, there were too many of them, and it would still have a certain impact on the cat's walking.

After pouring the sand and putting on his boots, Marceau was standing up when he felt a dark shadow rushing towards him, and when he looked up, he saw Anne's face rushing towards him.

Dear player, you failed in this contact confrontation against the grappling (difficulty = 34 (Grappler Power) + 45 (Grappler Weight) -2o (Grappler Skill [Goodwill Status: Throwing Arms]) + 70 (Grappler Flying Speed)) against the player 2 (Strength Bonus) + 19 (Throw Point Value) + 3 (Agility Bonus) + 50 (Reflex Skill)) against the player, and a Prairie Elf Cute Girl (45 lbs) grappled you, and her weight acceleration caused 472 bruises to your chest, You were knocked out of the air, because of your special constitution, you did not enter a state of serious injury, and the bruise on your chest did not hurt your organs.

More than once on the way to the flight, the kitten was rejoicing in his good fortune - thanks to this curse, otherwise this bruise would have killed the kitten twice.

Falling to the ground, drawing a distance between the stones, Marceau looked at Anne who was hugging him with an embarrassed expression, and the latter smiled and kissed the kitten: "Marceau, you are handsome again in the absence of my sister and me." ”

"Out of inertia, out of inertia. Marceau hurriedly said this, after all, I really can't play the word handsome recently, just the bald appearance of the kitten, I'm afraid that some of you girls, no one will like it.

Therefore, it is best to do it out of inertia.

Marceau thought so, and moved his arm - very good, the parts on his body were still there, and when Anne got up, Marceau also sat up, and when the kitten, who didn't know what to do, was still trying to relieve the embarrassment, there happened to be a kitten's cry not far away: "Enemy attack!"

Marceau immediately stood up, the cat cub with the hammer and shield in his hand walked to the front of the line, and the new commander of the kitten people had already given the order to assemble, Marceau and Anne squeezed into the first row, and a kitten saw Anne: "Little guy with pointed ears, what are you doing here!"

"I am Anne of Paro Ernst. After Anne finished speaking, she raised her hands with one hand and waved her hammer, blocking everything that the man wanted to say next.

A new wave of offensive was soon coming, and Marceau looked at the group of pirates at the head of the undead side...... Sighing, sure enough, these pirates who were killed by themselves lost the last of their humanity and sanity, from now on, their eyes are only killing and destruction, and there will be no more beauty, and they also recognized Marceau, these pirates howled and rushed towards Marceau, but they could not even enter Marceau's side, a whole team of pirates was broken to pieces by Anne in just three rounds, this girl did not even use her strength, and even grabbed a dwarf pirate with her right hand with a heavy studded leather glove, and smashed it to the surface alive。

In the face of such direct violence, Marceau naturally shut up, after all, as long as this kind of violence is not applied to his head...... The kitten cub, who was holding on to this, suddenly heard Anne's words, and saw the girl carrying the dwarf's skull: "I swear, this is the third time I've seen this guy." ”

"Hmm...... Wait a minute, Annie, you said you'd see this guy for the third time?" Marceau paused, then immediately understood: "You mean...... That circle can automatically resurrect these undead and type them out like a printer?"

Anne glanced at Marceau, "Your description is so accurate that it surprised me." Then swinging his hammer to sweep away the bull ghost and snake god who rushed to his side, Marceau took two steps and knocked over a pirate who was about to surprise Anne with a shield strike, and then smashed its head with the hammer.

At this moment, the kittens are already very happy to mingle with this wave of undead, the elves behind them are throwing arrows with holy water bottles, fragile bottles with holy water, as long as they fall in the queue of the undead, they will attract a scream, and from time to time the battle boats are raging in the back row of the undead, and the fiery plastic barrels dropped by the battle mages flying over the sky are lighting up walls of fire.

But there were still rows of undead rushing up, and the queue of kittens was suffering casualties at every turn, and Marceau's shield in his left hand had long since been broken, and the kitten cub who had left it behind held a hammer and a sword in both hands, a mace for parrying, deflecting, and smashing the skull, and a long sword for parrying, chopping feet, and spikes.

The sword parried the Crown's slash, the mace shattered the Crown's left leg knee, and as it lost its balance and fell, the kitten turned around and raised its weapons over its head, just as it parried the slashing sword, and the attacking pirate roared: "You are dead! I will bring your head and the gold coins in your hand back to Madame!"

"Don't overthink it. With both hands, he pushed the big sword to the right, and the cat cub turned left, and the long sword swung in the rotation, slicing open the skull of the Lord of the Crown, and no soul stone was seen.

A roll, so that the big sword cut from the bottom up, Marceau stabbed the long sword into the chest of the Lord of the Crown, this time, the silver-seeping weapon reacted with the soul stone, the cat cub abandoned the sword, turned around with both hands of the mace, and used the hammer handle to deflect the big sword towards himself, the hammer head and hammer handle were finally impressed by the power of the big sword this time, and before the pirate's screaming laughter sounded, Marceau held the hammer handle upside down, stabbed it into the pirate's chest, and at the same time grabbed the pirate's head with his right hand, and the spout blade penetrated its eye socket, and the divine attribute of the stabbing blade caused irreversible damage to the pirate in an instant, before it could come to its senses, The cat cub has turned around and pulled out the long sword from the chest of the sword of the crown, raised it, slashed it, and slashed the pirate in front of him who was being impacted by the divine energy, and then stepped sideways to let the big sword slash, and the cat cub who came to its side raised the long sword horizontally, piercing it through the pirate's ribs, and the touch of shattering the soul stone made Marceau finally feel at ease to knock it over.

Turning around and looking around, there were kittens and the corpses of the undead everywhere, six hundred kittens sounded like a lot, but the undead on the opposite side were at least three thousand, and in order to maintain a long line of defense, the kittens only had two rows of queues, so the undead rushed, and the defense line on the side no longer existed, and in the face of the high-level undead, the kitten people were almost using their lives to cover the long-range troops behind them.

A team of human players rushed over, but Marceau didn't see their end at all - and it was, the human warband, which seemed to be six hundred people, fell close to a hundred people as soon as they entered the battle, thanks to the unwritten rule among the players - before fighting the undead, they must drink a bottle of holy water and fall into their stomachs, or else they would have to stand up at least fifty or so resurrected undead in that round.

A red flare rises, and Marceau pushes away the corpse of the pirate hanging from the sword, the dwarf...... It did appear in Marceau's eyes again, but this time without Anne's hands, Marceau solved it with a sword.

In the next second, a cat girl descended from the sky, Marceau looked at the flame in front of her blankly, she didn't seem to notice Marceau, the cat girl holding the battle flag in her left hand and the sword in her right hand planted the battle flag on the ground, and then took out the horn from her waist and blew it hard.

Marceau heard the dense footsteps, turned around, and the kitten saw a group of big cat people approaching, their bodies were full of blessed brilliance, the big cat at the head was a standard pure-blooded big cat, more than two meters five tall made his fellow people around him look a little shorter, he roared, and the traces of the aura extended from its feet.

The kittens immediately meowed and launched a counterattack, even if the number was at a disadvantage, so was Marceau, the long sword in the kitten's hand deflected the scimitar, sank down and hit the body of the pirate in front of him with his shoulder, the long sword that had been withdrawn stabbed into its neck, and then twisted and twisted, and the kitten cub with the dead pirate head walked behind it, and the long sword stabbed into the pirate's heart, shattering its soul stone.

Only then did Flame seem to spot Marceau, and as she was about to take off, she looked around: "The situation is better than I thought, Marceau, well done." ”

"Please, this is my war. Marceau smiled and shook his head, it was already embarrassing for Marceau to let outsiders stand up for his family affairs, not to mention the casualties now, Marceau was almost guilty.

“…… No, it's everyone's war!" a kitten shouted as he passed by, "Kill these bastards who want to turn the whole world into a fertile ground for death!"

This sentence made Marceau smile: "Yes, it was me who lost my words, this is indeed our war, not the farce of one of my cats." ”

“…… No, you're not wrong, after all, all we've done is just waiting for the protagonist who came to the island with gold coins and wanted to seal the circle. Speaking of this, Flame smiled and reached out and patted Marceau's shoulder: "You are the protagonist." ”

“…… Would you like to help me. Marceau asked, curiously.

"As you wish. Flame replied with a smile.

"And us. Anne dragged the hammer to Marceau's side, and the girl's unyielding look made Marceau think that this girl was really a strong girl: "Of course, there are you." Marceau smiled and said, "Let's end this." ”