Volume 1: Selling Moe Survival Book Section 568: Salt and Flame 8

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'Guardians of the Sorrenta', Marceau recognized them from the insignia on their shoulders...... Identities of the same kind, these howling kittens are mainly battlewarlocks, shamans, paladins and priests, as well as a certain number of battle mages, Holy Waiters and Musketeers, the most standard professional collection for the undead in the first open era, and the Sauronta Guardian is a war group that has been targeting the undead since the first open era, they don't fight the civil war between the war groups in the Eastern Continent, in fact, to be honest, the vast majority of kitten people players don't fight civil wars, only a few war groups are responsible for the conflict between the kittens and the earth players in the Eastern Continent Of course, the kitten people and his allies are never afraid of confrontation, if there is a war group composed of earth players who don't believe that they are going to pull the cat's beard to get on the throne, then being hung by the kittens and big cats is to blame。

And just like Marceau's analysis, as soon as the kitten-man warband came on the field, they beat the Black Death players and couldn't take care of themselves, and the continuous projections of heavenly light and sacred places made it almost impossible for the Black Death players to lose blood and stand outside the range...... Where did it come from, there are kitten people everywhere who are screaming and rushing up with various weapons, there is the light of heaven everywhere, and the most terrifying thing is that these little guys are full of all kinds of buffs, from stone skin to shield techniques, and the blessings of adding attributes are not falling, even if they can kill one, but other kittens will not watch their friends die in battle, and immediately there is a whole team composed of holy servants and battle mages to come and send warmth, and these little things know what they are fighting, and the guys in their hands are all weapons that crush damage, chain flails, mace, two-handed war hammer, the weakness of the evil wreck player in the face of crushing damage is undoubtedly exposed at this moment, Marceau saw with his own eyes that an evil wreck player just killed a kitten, and was surrounded by several holy galleys, his teammates still wanted to save people, but before they could rush out of two steps, they were surrounded by more kitten people, first the blessed silver lead of the shotgun [bullet] gun shone on the face paste, then it was the scolding of the undead on the face paste, and finally there was the endless hammer hammer hammer.

Let's not talk about the misery of the Black Death players of the evil remains, the Black Death players of the ghost body played quite happily before, after all, the ghost is not afraid of the damage of weapons below the non-high-level magic weapons, but the kitten people come up with all kinds of sacred weapon blessings, and then surrounded by the light of the heavens, the shamans also opened the spirit confinement totem (halo-like ability), not to mention the heavens and the earth, these ghost players are even more bloody mold,

Marceau is not idle, there are so many of the same kind to help him cover, the team of Black Death members who were originally chasing themselves to slash and kill at this time looked at the mountains and seas of kittens are struggling to survive, since you don't have time to find trouble with the kittens, then Marceau is naturally not welcome, three times five divided by two with the same kind of people to smash this team of Black Death players, the cat cub noticed that the blood-red level 50 guy in the sky has lost its previous scenery at this time, and under the care of six swooping combat boats, the griffin under its crotch screamed and fell, and it itself had to jump to the center of the battlefield。

"Protect the Grand Master!" roared the members of the Black Death, but as soon as they finished shouting, a single bullet smashed the soul bundler's head to pieces, and then a member of the Sauronta Guardian pointed at the 'level 50 monster' and yelled in the kitten language, "That's the enemy's Grand Master!"

Well, who would dare to say that the kitten people don't know much about the roars of the undead, this is definitely a battle with the undead, and even their 'lingua franca' can be understood somewhat.

Then immediately more than a dozen holy servants surrounded it, and they didn't attack, but just blocked the guy's course of action, and every time this guy wanted to rush out from one direction, he would immediately be flanked.

And the members of the Black Death who wanted to save their Grand Master were beaten miserably, the original unfavorable situation came to a 180-degree turn, the kittens of the Saurranta Guardians mastered the scene, the offensive of the Black Death War Group in this area was completely suppressed, and soon the sewers were also blocked, so the only thing left on the scene was the 50th level, this guy rushed left and right for a while, and after finding that there was really no way to leave, it lifted its helmet mask, and a dead face of a soul bundler appeared in front of many onlookers.

"Do you kittens want to be outnumbered!"

In the face of such accusations, a cat girl dressed as a holy attendant snorted: "What do you say about the pillar of eternity that bullies few people, this is war, don't play if you're unhappy!"

The kittens immediately meowed in agreement, and it seemed that this should be an idol in the group.

"Okay, let's stop and see what else he has to say. "A kitten dressed in a priest's robe, with no weapons or any armor in his hands, stepped out from among the kittens on the periphery, and from the looks of it, Marceau thought that this guy was ...... It's a bit familiar.

"Captain Sorenta, let's not talk too much to this guy, let's kill him!" said the other squire kitten, turning to look at the leader.

"No, since he wants a fair match, it's better to give it to him, lest we Tieflin kittens be the kind of waste who will only overwhelm their opponents by numbers. As soon as the Master had finished speaking, Marceau saw the little cat man he had just seen on the roof come up to him, and he said a few words to him, and then the kitten saw that the head of the group had turned his attention to himself.

"White Sharp-tailed Kitten, yes, it's you, come here, okay. He beckoned to Marceau, so Marceau walked over and stood in front of him, Marceau had more doubts in his heart, this one was really good-looking, but Marceau didn't know him at all.

"I'm Marol, Marol Merlin Van Ota-Sorenta, a child of the Sorenta clan, you. ”

"Marceau, Marceau of the Su family, I am a half-breed. Marceau shook his head: "There are no clans. ”

"It stands to reason that a mixed-race child should also have the surname of the father to the mother...... Ah, maybe it's my mouthy, sorry, white-tailed kitten, I heard you're Marceau of Palo Ernst, aren't you? ”

"Yes. Marceau nodded, this person can accept it when he sees it, for Marceau is already satisfied...... After all, without a father, it feels inferior, which is really uncomfortable.

"Flame is my sister, my sister-in-law, our mother's name is Merlin, her surname is Van Ota, and our father is a member of Sorrenta...... Since you're quite capable of fighting, how about leaving this guy to you. After speaking, Mr. Regiment Commander raised his hand and immediately suppressed the discussion of the members of the surrounding war group, and he looked at Marceau: "My sister Yan, or my younger brother have mentioned you in front of my father and mother, as their elder brother, I want to really understand your combat strength." ”

“…… All right. After Marceau finished speaking, he pulled out his long knife, and then picked up a mace from the ground, and the hammer before it was a little crooked because it hit too much, after all, it was just a magic weapon, and it was not like a long knife that could not be damaged.

"Dual-wielding...... The little guy with the white tip tail can't mess around just because he thinks it's handsome. The flame's brother frowned slightly.

In response, Marceau smiled, and then strode towards the '50th level': "As a soul binder, you never understand that your strength never comes from yourself, and only when your strength comes from yourself, can you be called strong, and your strong ...... It's just that you're lucky enough to find a good shell for you to use. ”

"What nonsense!" level 50 yelled.

"Isn't it, as long as any normal player reaches level 50, he can get a special task to improve the level lock of the character, realm liberation, this is the first impact of a mortal towards the extraordinary...... You don't understand it at all. Marceau tugged at the corners of his mouth when he said this: "Speaking of which, I was scared by your level at first, but now that I look at it, it turns out to be a two-sword like the Soul Bundler, and you are obviously higher than my kind of people who surround you just now, but you can't break through their siege...... Weak, are you ready to die? ”

"You!" raised the long sword to hold the long knife that was chopping in, watching the long knife cut off his long sword directly, and the death direct gaze he faced was directly immune, level 50 looked at Marceau with a frightened face: "Who are you!"

"Don't ask me who I am. Swinging the mace, the knee of the right leg of level 50 in front of him was smashed together with the knee pad armor, while the soul bundler was kneeling on the ground because of the loss of balance, Marceau's raised left hand fell, and the armor-piercing cone under the hammer handle directly penetrated the level 50 helmet, let go of the left hand, raised the left leg and kicked away the opponent's right hand who wanted to grab him, the right hand holding the knife reversed and hit him hard in the eye socket, the cat cub took two steps back, flashed his second grab, and then jumped up and kicked the soul bundler down and stepped on his feet, and then the long knife went into his chest, twisted it hard, and directly crushed the demonized heart that served the sin。

"Well done. Flame's brother seemed satisfied with the ending, and he smiled and clapped his hands.

Marceau drew his long knife, swung it away, and sheathed it into its sheath, as for the mace...... Let the chips fall where they may.

"You don't look like you're playing with a sword. As he walked past the head of the regiment, he asked with some curiosity.

Marceau thought about this, and then nodded: "Yes, my master just taught me this, so the quality of my mace is not very good, and it has been broken in the battle just now. Marceau replied with a nod.

His Excellency the Regiment Commander smiled and nodded, and then he looked at Marceau: "Since you are a half-blood, then do you know who the commanders of these big men are." ”

Marceau turned his head to look around, but finally he didn't see the commander, but he saw Baal, who was walking around the corpses, presumably looking for survivors or loot: "Baal," the kitten shouted loudly, Baal looked to the side, and then trotted all the way to Marceau: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"What about the commander of your regiment, how can I not see him. Marceau stretched out his hand and looked around, "Have you seen him?"

Barr turned his head to look around, and the halfling, who had finally failed completely in height, could only raise his throat, and the scene quickly had an answer: "The commander's head is here, do you want me to help you find your body." A few human warriors not far away replied.

"Damn, who's the commander now!" Barr asked aloud.

"It's you! The squad leader is the biggest commander of our regiment at the moment!" In the distance, a priest shouted to Barr, "I just found the last squadron leader's half-pulled body!

"What the hell. Barr looked at Marceau, "As you can see, I'm the commander now." ”

"Alright, Commander, where do you say we are needed now. Flame's brother took over the topic.

Barr thought for a moment, and finally shrugged his shoulders: "There is a shortage of people everywhere, do you still have people." ”

"Yes, two groups of kittens, one of the big cats and three of the steppe elves will enter the field in five minutes, and the task of our regiment is to consolidate the support points, and you know what, the Black Death has already committed at least twelve regiments. ”

This information made Marceau pause, yes, if it is really a copy of the transformation in the direction of the battlefield, then twelve regiments are still less, if Marceau is not mistaken, such a battlefield, inside the city and outside the city, there is no problem for both sides to invest hundreds of regiments.

And now the question is...... Where did the hundreds of regiments come from. (To be continued.) )