It is said that it is the thigh of the winner in life, but in fact, even the most optimistic part of the players present at the time did not believe that their team could break through the enemy positions in the square, and the only reason for them to follow a certain paladin was simply because no matter what, someone had to do these things. Therefore, when the whole area of gain fell on each other, no matter who it was, they calmly looked at the enemy formation on the other side of the square in front of them.

The tactics were simple, the left flank and the center engaged the enemy, the right flank outflanked the opponent's left flank, and then the engineer squad and the escort unit entered the field after the black samurai on horseback on the opposite side entered the field, and then attacked in the direction of the gate through the cover of the right flank, which can be said to be a very safe way to play at the time.

The kitten was in the middle of the battle line, facing the left flank of the army of the undead, and the enemy bone lich was in the distance.

"Are you scared, Yang. Looking at the girl beside her looking around uneasily, Marceau asked.

"I'm a little worried that I have only seen the video he took in the relics left by my grandfather before, and there are such big battle scenes. "The grandfather Yang said should be her mother's father, the one from the Wesley family.

"Follow me. As soon as he finished speaking, Marceau, who felt that the front began to move, hurriedly followed, and the cat cub and the girl holding hands could not see the scene ahead, but they could see the battle mages equipped with missile bays and bombing bays swooping down from high altitudes, and the combat boats approached the flanks of the undead front from a distance, and as soon as they flew close to the roof, they began to pour alchemy missiles mounted in the missile bays on both sides as soon as they rose up.

Every now and then, a combat boat catches fire and falls, or a sea of fire, or a series of explosionsBombed, and the battle mages equipped with the missile bay were hit by the bone archers, and the first batch of more than sixty battle mages in a whole squadron were shot down almost half of them in an instant, and the protective arrows were overhit and failed, and the remaining battle mages were also shot down in the second wave of strikes a few seconds later, but they attracted fire and shot alchemy missiles, and the second and third waves followed by the dive battle mages who dropped a large number of alchemy missiles and holy water buckets - don't be surprised, when dealing with the undead, holy water is better than ** It also works, because it's the kind of holy water bucket phalanx that has been shrunk.

However, the Phalanx is also risky, if the bombing pod is hit by disarming the magic, the object that has been disarmed will return to its original size in an instant, and the battle mage will inevitably fall due to the change in gravity at that moment, especially during the dive phase.

"Arrow rain!" someone around him shouted, and the people around him immediately stopped walking and raised the shield in their hands to cover their heads, and Yang also raised his shield, "Squat." But Marceau, who had turned into an earth element, turned around and used his back to block all the arrows that were supposed to fall on Yang.

"Are you alright? When Yang got up again, he was immediately frightened by the five arrows nailed to the back of the kitten's head. In this regard, the cat cub who shook his body and shook off the arrows said that there was no problem.

Some of the unlucky wooden shields around them were directly pierced and died, and some of the unlucky ones were injured by the arrows falling on unprotected parts, "Step over the wounded! Prepare to meet the enemy!" someone shouted.

"Don't you help the wounded?" Yang asked, looking at Marceau.

"It only takes a few moments and there will be wounded everywhere, so you'll have to kill all the enemies before you can think of saving them. As soon as he finished speaking, a fireball exploded not far away, the stumps scattered, and the small half of the palm flew directly through the crowd and fell in front of Marceau and Yang.

Shouts of killing and the roars of ghouls and ghouls rang out from ahead, "Priest throw the light of heaven!" someone shouted, and within seconds the roars of the ghouls and ghouls were heard turn into a hiss.

Then, more than a dozen fireballs landed, blasting objects with the 'Light of Heaven' attached to them along with nearby enemies and friends.

"Yang, attach a heavenly light to my staff. Marceau placed the staff in front of Young.

Yang quickly casts a 'Heavenly Light' on the staff - as a level 4 divine art, the caster can touch an item that can produce a heavenly light that shines brighter than the sun, 6o yards are bright, and the other 6o yards are dim, the undead take 1d6 damage per round in the light range, and evil otherworldly creatures and undead creatures afraid of the sun take 2d6 damage per round in the light range.

Anne is walking the divine path, and the level in the dungeon is 8o, Marceau feels that if this heavenly light does not have 1od6 damage per round, it is simply sorry for the advanced that Yang chose.

Got the 'Light of Heaven' Marceau strode forward with a long staff, and the cat cub who came to the front line through the crowd raised his staff and nailed it into the gap between the stone slabs, and the ghouls who entered within 12o yards had already begun to instinctively fear the light, and the ghouls swarmed up like mad dogs, but as soon as they entered the range of 6o yards, they were directly ignited by the flame, and the second was a word.

The surrounding ais immediately understood, all kinds of anti-magic force fields were thrown in front of the staff, and the horizontal fireballs were blocked with height to prevent them from blowing the staff away, and then a few rows of military crossbow shooters came from nowhere, and the crossbow arrows that directly penetrated the silver arrows began to take care of the white bone lich in the distance, and the warriors simply raised their shields to cover the shooters.

"Who casts the Heavenly Light so well!Let her make a few more!The Holy Power Potion is enough!" Marceau finally saw the loud voice at this time—only to see a ** barbarian with his upper body roaring.

"Ah, it's my teammate......" Before Marceau could finish speaking, the two warriors ran over with their tower shields and stood beside Yang, and the barbarian pointed at Yang: "Lottac, find some used blank wands or junk equipment to let that girl quickly enchant the light of the heavens! protect her! If she hurts a finger, bring her head to see her!"

So a halfling soon came running with a large bag, and Marceau looked through the mouth of the bag he had opened, good fellow, the scabbard, the broken sword, and the staff that had been cut out of the gem of the head, waste in every sense.

"Yang, hurry up and enchant. Marceau patted Yang's little head: "I won't go far." ”

"Hmm. Yang nodded, and then began to enchant the Heavenly Light with these things, Marceau first exchanged the staff that had dug out the gem from the head of the staff for his own equipment, and then wandered around with the staff sword - the other people's Heavenly Light was far less powerful than Yang's, and the ghouls could still rush over with damage.

For these ghouls who are good at grappling, Marceau likes to use a staff aoe the most, they will die as soon as they enter 6o yards, and they will eat a lot of experience in a circle, and now a bunch of black warriors will choose themselves as targets, Marceau did not wait for them to enter 6o yards, and directly raised the staff, first a 2oo yard holy light technique to fix themselves, and then a flame storm ignited these black warriors, the cat cub deliberately spent twice as much mana to transform this flame storm into a holy storm, the white holy flame is not dangerous for players who are not in the evil camp, but for the undead, just a little holy flame and body, just a blink of an eye will be ignited by the holy flame body, and truly feel death。

A holy flame suddenly appeared, and Marceau's direction immediately became the focus, as soon as he saw the sparks flashing on the opposite defense line, the cat cub directly smeared oil on the sole of his foot and returned to the defense line, and the fireball that flew over would naturally have a mage use spells to fight.

The mage regiment and the priesthood regiment also began to attack at this time, and a row of yang flames directly blew up the black warrior phalanx that was rushing in this section of the defense line into a skirmish line, but the front of the square was also patronized by the death cloud technique and arrow rain of the white bone lich in an instant, and the players who had gathered into a bunch of players who were ready to counter-charge before fell into a piece, and more than a dozen warriors who had passed the tenacity appraisal ran out, but before they ran far, a wave of arrow rain directly turned these lucky people into unlucky eggs.

"Fire up the fallen ones in the Dead Cloud! we can't let the undead transform them!" the barbarian shouted. So in the next second, an extended flame explosion directly ignited the corpse in the Death Cloud Technique.

Marceau took one look at the lit corpses and decided to go back to see how Yang was doing, and the kitten trotted through a section of defense, just in time to see Yang attaching the 'Light of Heaven' to a broken sword under the cover of a tower shield and a team of mages.

"How is it going. Yang looked up at Marceau.

"It's messy, death and crossing are the main disciplines in this area now. Squatting down to Yang's side, Marceau complained as he watched the halfling take a few items with the light of heaven in his hand: "Do you want me to help?" ”

"No, I'll let someone else do these things, I think you're quite capable of fighting, can that big guy over there handle it?" The halfling pointed to the side with his mouth, and Marceau turned around and saw a high-ranking crown lord with a golden crown on his head not far away rushing towards the aI defense line with a group of junior brothers.

Marceau raised his staff and pointed at the lord of the high-level crown is a sunbeam, a LV9's 11d6 sunbeam directly pierced the chest of the high-level crown lord The armor was on the soul stone, 11d6 took the maximum value and multiplied it by four times the critical hit, and 284 damage directly took away the high-level crown lord.

"What else do you want me to help with now? The kitten kept raising its staff.

“…… See for yourself. The halfling turned around and left, and with Marceau's hearing, he could clearly hear this guy muttering-"Yang Yan Ray can hit 284 critical hits, and the face emperor of this year is really crazy." ”

Poof, as a face emperor, I'm still really embarrassed.

While Marceau thought so, a fireball of extreme flame burst fell not far behind the kitten through the gap in the force field, blowing up a bunch of military crossbow shooters, and the kitten could laugh at the shockwave as an earth element, but when the shockwave came with three mature unlucky eggs, the kitten cub was inevitably brought to the ground.

Pushing the body away, Marceau crawled back to Yang's side.

"Marceau, are you alright. Yang asked a little nervously.

"Hmm...... Self-esteem hurts. The kitten replied, clutching the clay sculpture's chest.

“…… Speak human words. The halfling man who came back said three words very calmly.

Yang directly covered his mouth and was happy, and Marceau covered his forehead - the aI complaints in these years are so sharp, how can this game make cats play.

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