The first wave of bandits came quickly, 15 mobs and 4 elite mobs

Level 75, not high HP.

But if you come together, the pressure is not too small for the carrots.

1 minute into the battle, you can see it by looking at the blood volume of the friends in the team.

Mo Shanghua has a lot of pressure to brush blood, mainly attacking shield divisions, and occasionally brushing in groups.

However, even if this is the case, the shield master's HP can only be maintained at half of the HP.

Because there are too many mobs, how can a man not write a book and roar hatred, and all the mobs are beating him.

There are also 4 elite monsters.

The distance between Silo and the two luthiers is good, so the occasional small group of mobs and elite monsters can hit them.

Other attacks, occasionally, will fall.

But even so, there is a lot of pressure on everyone.

Especially the anemia of the sun god, at this time, he almost wanted to cry without tears.

Helios: ......

The sun god couldn't even draw his hand to type, so he could only type a series of ellipses.

Of course, Mo Shanghua understood what he meant, and he needed to brush blood.

Because his blood line had fallen to a third of the way, it was already a particularly dangerous state.

Mo Shanghua sent a single treatment to him, and then turned his anger to the body of a man who can't write a book.

Although Mo Shanghua sent a healing blow, the Sun God's HP did not actually recover much.

When his HP recovered, the damage of the mobs also fell on him mercilessly.

After all, the effect of the group attack of 19 small monsters is really inexplicably sour.

In particular, there are 4 of them who are elites.

Xiluo They are okay with these ranges, once the blood line is in danger, you can also withdraw from the distance and get out of the battle to drink some medicine by yourself.·yKANSHU·COM

The sun god can't take care of the operation now, where is the heart to drink medicine?

Fortunately, the Sun God is operating well, and with his current equipment, the dodge is also good, and he can finally hold on to a trace of blood.

6 mobs have fallen, and none of the elite monsters have fallen.

The life of the sun god is already in some danger.

"Flowers, flock. Xiluo quickly threw the rune paper while looking at the overall situation, for fear that she would miss the life of a little friend.

Mo Shanghua was particularly obedient and lost a group plus.

At this time, naturally she doesn't need the attack of a pharmacist, and the meaning of Xiluo when she says group is to add blood to the group.

Seeing that the sun god's life could not be saved, Mo Shanghua gave him two treatments in a row.

9 mobs fell, but none of the elites fell.

Mo Shanghua also has a third of the blue.

Mo Shanghua: I sacrificed my blood.

Mo Shanghua is also counting the remaining amount of his own blue, and he doesn't want to cause waste.

After all, the blood sacrifice skill of the treasure beast is returned to blue according to the percentage, and if there is still a lot of blue in Mo Shanghua, then it will be wasted.

So, she kept staring at it.

At this time, I saw that the rhythm of my friends was okay, and I didn't have much blue, so I was busy saying hello in the team.

The blood sacrifice will waste about 1 to 2 seconds, although it is not much, but Mo Shanghua reminded you that she wanted everyone to be careful.

"Well, friends, pay attention to your own medicine and hold on for 2 seconds. Silo felt that no matter how slow Mo Shanghua's hand was, 2 seconds would be enough for her.

Blood Sacrifice!

Seeing these two words popping out of the head of Mo Shanghua's precious beast, and seeing that Mo Shanghua had already started to restart treatment, Xiluo's heart was stable.

However, the system seems to like to joke with Sillo.

Or GM is not an ordinary love for his daughter.

Just when Silo thought the situation was stable, the system message popped up.

What pops up at this time is not good news.

There are 120 seconds left until the next wave of bandits arrives.

Wipe!

This is the voice of the whole team at this time.

The heart of scolding the street is gone!

Such a fast offensive is really a rhythm that tortures all the friends.

"Don't get distracted, gather fire, set fire. Silo just cursed in her heart, and then adjusted her rhythm.

At this time, if you cut it into melee, because the attack speed increases, the attack of the dirotol will be about higher.

At least the output can be impressive for a while, but there is another issue that Silo has to consider at the same time.

That is, a melee attack is equivalent to a melee battle, isn't the end of the sun god miserable enough?

So, even if it is ranged and effective, it may not have any advantage, but Silo has no intention of cutting to melee combat.

Mo Shanghua's treatment pressure was already big enough, and Xiluo didn't want to exhaust her.

The system's prompt is reminded every 10 seconds.

It's inexplicably stressful.

At this point, 13 mobs have fallen, and 1 elite monster has fallen.

It is the role of the sun god and the sub-fire of Jiang Chengzi.

And Silo also saw it.

Although their collective fire gathering is efficient, if it continues like this, they may not be able to kill it before the next wave of bandits arrives.

We have to change our strategy.

"I, the sun god, Jiang Chengzi set fire to attack one, and the gentleman and the man set fire to attack one. This is the opinion given by Silo after referring to the output of the team.

The gentleman in the team has the highest output of wine, how can there be a man who does not write a book, although he pulls the monster in front, the output is not too powerful.

But if two people match, it is more beneficial for the gentleman to have wine.

So, Silo divided into groups like this.

At this time, Silo was extremely calm, not at all affected by personal feelings.

Although she really wants to be in a group with her little brother, she still needs to consider practical problems.

Although Jiang Chengzi is also a luthier, his attack is much worse than that of a gentleman with wine.

If he is in a team with a shield master, his efficiency will be greatly reduced.

So, I had to separate.

The gentleman didn't know if he was too busy to type, or if he had already understood Xiluo's thoughts.

There is no meaning of jealousy.

This made the friends in the live broadcast room feel very surprised.

……

Friends are in a hurry, and Siro is more anxious than them.

The prompts of the system, like the rune paper that urges life, fly over and over again, interfering with the emotions of the friends.

And what Xiluo can do now is to gather fire and beat these little monsters, and the other is to try to calm the emotions of his friends and prevent them from being affected by these news.

"Work hard, you're going to bottom out soon. Seeing that there were still 30 seconds left in the system, and there were only 2 elite mobs left on their side, Xiluo's voice unconsciously raised a few points.

There are 30 seconds left, and there are 2 more elite mobs.

It's not easy, but it's not like there's no time.

But there is another issue for Silo to consider.

That is, after the second wave, how long will the third wave hit?

And how many waves are there?