Chapter 46: The Abyss Clan Runs Errands (Asking for Recommendation Votes)

Reconciliation is impossible! Reconciliation is impossible in a lifetime!

Humans can eat chickens, ducks, pigs, and cows, but other races can't eat people.

Since you have to be eaten if you don't coax it, it's better to just go to the end!

Whatever bullshit it is!

Wang Hao simply learned the location of the ghost's lair from the ghost who surrendered, which was a valley five kilometers away.

That's interesting.

Without saying anything, Wang Hao pointed in the direction of the far valley, and the players immediately received a task prompt.

[Elite Quest (Surrender or Death) Third Ring Released: The Great Lord Momoa has discovered the ghost's stronghold, and now that the ghost's main force is gone, it's time to give these disgusting enemies an understanding! Quest rewards have been accumulated: ??? rewards for completion]

The players, including those who had just been petrified and hung up, cheered.

What is it to hang a few times, winning is the king!

A player named [Electronic Section Super Difficulty] happily dripped happily: "Isn't our boss a little too strong, just hit the [Armstrong Gyro Acceleration Jet Armstrong Cannon] in seconds, I think, let's just follow the mix." ”

As everyone knows, the players have already been arranged.

When Wang Hao spent more than 400 sessions in one go, using the overloaded version of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk to bring Ash, Balu, the players, and a dozen captives to the valley, Wang Hao didn't plan to make another move.

"Nima, it's a bit ruthless!" Wang Hao finally had the spare time to look at his system statistics at this time, and now his festival is already -3100 points, and the rating is [more cruel].

There is really a way, [Silent Abyss] is a bunker, but every move is a trick. He can still control himself now, if it is a little later, maybe he will go to the desperate road of the Great Demon King without looking back.

In front of me is a valley about 100 meters wide, and the mouth of the valley is divided into three sections by antlers and the like, with only two entrances, east and west.

The mouth of the valley was littered with human skulls, with clear marks of fangs gnawing on them, presumably from the long fangs on the ghost's mouth.

The 'wind chimes' made of human bones rang with the wind, making the purple-black aura that permeated the entire valley more and more strange and evil.

The huge demonized anglerfish emerged from the black water on the ground, carrying Wang Hao, who was sitting upright.

"Go, my servant, destroy these cultists!"

The sniper system linked with Wang Hao immediately marked several targets, and a bunch of question marks were reserved.

The previous group of players was still so unreliable: "Rush! For Azeroth!"

A player named [Wu Zhiqi] finally shouted a decent sentence: "Brothers, avenge Sister Ash!"

Wang Hao couldn't help but cast his eyes on him.

The group of players who came later were all level five.

It is slightly worse than the level of the first batch of 99 players, after all, the strongest ones such as [Chu Jiayun] are all level 12.

There is a hierarchy gap.

Fighting this kind of thing is really talented.

Originally, Wang Hao expected that the players would be deflated at least once when they encountered the guards on the periphery of the valley.

Even if most of the ghost elites are transferred out, the dozen or so ghosts at the mouth of the valley are very elite at a glance, with a half-moon-shaped shield made of human thigh bones in their left hand, and a long bone knife made of animal palate bones in their right hand.

That [Wuzhiqi] action is a little handsome.

In the face of the bone knife that slashed diagonally, he actually made a beautiful sliding shovel in the charge, shrinking the original 60-centimeter-tall body to less than 10 centimeters above the ground, gorgeously dodging the blade, and smashing into the soles of the ghost's feet that were almost impossible to defend.

He didn't drill into the crotch, he just slid through the outside and slashed hard with the crocodile tooth knife.

【Broken ribs】Success!

A player named [Electronics Department Super Hard to Read] next to him took advantage of the situation and slashed the ghost's right wrist with a knife, causing the big bone knife to fall off.

Without waiting for the ghost to react, [Eternal Dan] pounced on him, a gorgeous flutter, staring at the crayfish man's short legs, taking advantage of the momentum of the ghost falling backwards, jumped 40 centimeters off the ground, and a knife pierced the ghost's throat on the spot.

The "Goo ......" ghost seemed to want to fight back, but more crayfish people pounced on him and hacked him to death.

Three hundred Spartan crayfish rushed forward, and at the cost of killing less than 20 players, they broke down the ghost's defense line in one go.

This loss is completely negligible, and 18 seconds later it was another good lobster.

"Huh, it's a little powerful!" Wang Hao was shocked.

Is it the ghosts who are too weak, or the crayfish who are too strong?

However, once they made their way into the valley, the player's losses began to skyrocket. The ghost's lair is full of old and sick, but where have players experienced serious street fighting?

When some players saw that there were no enemies, they immediately broke into the enemy's tent and rummaged through the cabinets. Fewer than 200 players continue to advance.

Unbeknownst to him, the player who was raiding his home was raided.

The ground cracked abruptly, and some ghosts had been killed through the narrow tunnels that had been dug in advance.

You must know that even a juvenile ghost is rarely less than a meter taller, which is for the crayfish man, the juvenile ghost still occupies an advantage in strength and agility, plus the player is scattered, giving the other party a chance to break through.

I don't know how many players have been torn into a mosaic by ghosts coming from all directions.

"Hold the grass!

"Hell, this street fight is too real. ”

"Assemble and assemble! Don't want the gourd baby to save grandpa! Go up and send them one by one!"

The three hundred crayfish of Sparta soon died and came back to life.

Lord Jason said coldly and arrogantly: "Servant, don't think about the battle too simply! Only this time, not an example!"

As soon as he raised his hand, the player was pleasantly surprised to find that the weak punishment of death was actually gone, and his body seemed to be full of strength.

The Tulip God shouted, "Ollie!

As soon as he finished speaking, he was knocked on the lobster head by a pincer from the [Winger's Sky]: "Do you have a bit of a brain? Act in groups! One squadron in one direction, in a group of ten people, kill everyone at a fixed point!"

After a wave of recklessness, the players felt heartache and lost the experience, although this time the attack was fast, but there was obviously a discipline. They split into six torrents and swept towards the ghost's camp.

Wang Hao stood on the head of the anglerfish, dressed in black heavy armor, alive and with the style of a black hand in front of the scene.

"Huh?" A strange feeling rose in Wang Hao's heart, but quickly disappeared: "Delusion?"

I really want to tell myself that I am too careful.

Wang Hao clearly realized that he was being spied on. He stood with his hands in his hands, and his proud coldness mixed with the [Fear Aura] suddenly spread.

In the direction where there was the most likely peeping person, Wang Hao said coldly: "The Abyss clan is doing things, if you don't want to die, get out!"