After all, it's just a projection.,Orark's attack mode is quite single.,It's all with the pair of green and yellow fangs that bulge from the upper jaw and bite violently.,Occasionally swept with a pair of steel claws in front.,It's a completely physical attack type of monster.,As long as you can stand its terrifying appearance.,It's basically not difficult to deal with.,Its head and limbs are very hard.,It's relatively hands-free to fight.,But the soft belly is a weakness.,If you attack there,It's generally easier to hit higher attack damage.。

And for the combination of Orak and the Dark Demon, it is not very powerful, so the four-person adventure combination is completely at ease, the only thing to pay attention to is to prevent Okla from escaping, and the rogue running method of retreating and casting the net is still more troublesome.

Carefully observing these four adventurous battles, my eyes lit up, although it was only a small-scale battle, and I couldn't really see the strength of these four people, but it was already refreshing in terms of the level that had come out of the table, how to say it, it can be described as extraordinary-**......

The knight's style of play is more decent, after all, as the shield of the team, if he is active, the team will be in trouble, but the well-timed blocks and heavy attacks are also impressive.

The short assassin was lurking in the monster group, if it weren't for my sharp eyes, maybe I still thought that there were only three people in this team, only to see a black phantom moving rapidly in the monster group, touch the strange, touch it and leave, especially for the red chrysanthemum of Okla, the smile on the face makes people chill, it is really obscene.

The middle-aged male wizard in blue hard leather armor with a solemn looking face, if I had seen him on a regular basis, I would have thought that he was the kind of obedience that is commonly seen. The knowledgeable mage is adventurous, but the style he comes out of the battle table is really spitting.

Why? Just look at the way he moves, look at his steps, as if drunken fists, or snakes. It seems to step on the seven stars, or the first two retreat three. Imitation Ling Bo micro-step, the movement looks slow, but it gives people a sense of erratic and uncatchable, and the messy figure is approaching carelessly. Then suddenly stopped at a distance that made the monster itch unbearably.,Suddenly a frost nova burst out.,And then twisting **.,Yes.,It's twisting.,Although the action is very slight.,But how can I escape my equipment + lighting attribute.,You can be a high-level eye with eyes like a torch.。

Of course, there is nothing wrong with his move, for a profession like a mage with low sensitivity and low blood. After learning to teleport, no, even after learning to teleport. Positioning is also their second life, and a mage who can't move will definitely not be able to survive the experience.

But the ** aura that this mage inadvertently exuded when he moved, combined with his serious expression, made people more speechless. It was a complete reversal of the image of the mage in my mind. Even the old man's appearance of Farah is a bit of a scoundrel at best. Far from the ** Cheng dù.

As for the remaining barbarian, I had to praise it fiercely, fierce, really fierce, the two sabers in my hands were called a fierce, "whirring" sound of breaking wind that I could hear even from a distance and watching in horror, I really don't know where the fierce resistance monster standing in front of it came from.

He didn't seem to care about the attack of the dark demon and Orrak at all, he was like a battle maniac, the two sabers scraped as fast as a fan, it seemed that the whole person was a humanoid tank, as soon as he lifted the meat grinder, wherever he went, blood and flesh were splashed everywhere, the weak dark demon couldn't stand his rubbing at all, Orlac's hard limbs were about to break in front of the wind he blew up, and occasionally raised his head and let out a heaven-shattering roar, which was the barbarian's second-order skill - yelling, At the first level, you can increase your defense and your teammates' defense by 100%, which is even more terrifying than the paladin's resistance aura, and the only fly in the ointment is that the duration is a little shorter.

But it's no wonder that he completely gave up his defense, shouting at least 100% defense bonus, and with the paladin's defense bonus of at least 70%, even a mage would not be a problem on top, let alone a barbarian known for his rough skin? It's a bit overkill to have these four people deal with these monsters.

Looking at the barbarian's god-of-war posture, the joyful visual pleasure brought by flesh-and-blood combat makes me envious, indeed, among the seven professions, none of them dare to face to face with barbarians in hand-to-hand combat, they are born as if they are born to fight, as long as there is a barbarian in the team, then there is absolutely no need to worry about the output of physical attacks, and even replace the paladin to become a blood shield, especially after reaching the advanced level, the defense is not inferior to the paladin, the speed is not inferior to the assassin, and the endurance is even more dominant in the seven professions, It was as if they were competing with a barbarian for endurance with a tireless fighter jet, which was considered the most stupid act.

Of course, it is not that the Barbarian profession is the strongest of the seven professions, compared to those unmatched advantages, their shortcomings are also obvious, that is, magic, yes, magic is their only weakness, and one of the fatal weaknesses.

First, they have low magic resistance, for example, the enemy is an ordinary skeleton mage who can shoot fire bombs, and the wizard with the highest magic resistance among the seven professions only needs 15 fire resistance to resist its fire bomb attacks, druids need about 20, and the lowest barbarian needs 30.

Second, there is also a lack of magic attack methods corresponding to magic resistance, and the barbarian's combat skills, the ultimate skill that can only be mastered at level 60 - berserker, are accompanied by magic attacks, and the hit is pitiful, so the barbarian's efficiency will be greatly reduced when dealing with those monsters with high physical defense and low magic defense...... As I recalled the pros and cons of the barbarians mentioned in Kane's book, the battlefield on the other side was gradually coming to an end, first the fragile dark demons, the assassins who had almost been shuttled through them, and the barbarians who were on a rampage like heavy tanks, and the ten oklas were now only four standing alone.

The four Oklas had clearly sensed that something was wrong. They seemed to be about to slip away, a pair of strange compound eyes of dark green liquid "grunting" around, limbs clenched together like crabs, and I immediately saw that this was a sign of their escape.

I saw them retreat suddenly, and the speed was not much slower than the forward, and the fiery red ** shook and trembled. It was as if something was shooting out of it.

And at this time, an accident was born. It was the smiling Chrysanthemum Stream Assassin, who seemed to be still savoring the pleasure of the bayonet in his hand stabbing into the soft belly, and the Okla who had burst the chrysanthemum suddenly spat out the cobwebs from it, and suddenly, the entire colorless cobweb fell from the top of his head and covered him tightly. The stickiness of the cobwebs made his whole body unable to move, and he fell to the ground like a wriggling worm with a hula in the struggle.

The silk-spouting Okla didn't expect such an unexpected gain, but he didn't expect that the cobwebs that he had always used to escape happened to catch the prey, and at this moment, the spider land instinct could make it burn - how difficult it was, he was probably the only Okla in the clan who used spider silk to hunt prey, no, wait for him to go, it would be up to who dared to say that the spider silk of the Okla clan could only be used to escape.

It continued to spit its web on the ground, and a steel claw picked up the Assassin trapped in the spider silk. It seems that he intends to drag it into the lair.

The other three were shocked by the sudden incident, and a smile suddenly appeared on their faces when they saw the depressed appearance of the assassin who was being carried high by Okla like a hanging of pork. Especially with the paladin's laughter the worst.

Of course, it wasn't that they ignored their companions' lives, but they knew that although the Okla spider silk was sticky and could not be broken away with the strength of the assassins, the stickiness disappeared quickly. In less than half a minute, he would probably be able to break free from the net. Therefore, the three of them look lively, and this kind of once-in-a-century affair must not be missed.

The Assassin's diminutive figure grew smaller as Okla left. The three of them who had laughed enough felt that it was time to "rescue" the poor companion, and if he struggled on his own, then half of the joke would be lost in this mess.

"Hokleff, I'll give you this favor, I'll ...... I'm dying. ”

The middle-aged mage was holding on to the wall with one hand, his shoulders were constantly shaking, but his face could still maintain a serious and strict look, but his cheeks were constantly **, which looked a little weird.

The Hoklick in the mage's mouth seemed to be the barbarian, in the face of the invisible and colorless sticky cobwebs on the ground, he disdained to take a big sip, and his strong body suddenly jumped up directly like a cannonball, and the originally bulky body was as light as a gliding white crane in the air, and it took almost ten meters to slow down, if it weren't for the height of the tomb, maybe he could jump higher and farther.

"Drink"

The slower barbarian roared again, his toes did not touch the ground, but leaned against the wall, and with a "bang", a small crater suddenly burst into the hard granite wall, and he jumped out again with this force, and his body was already close to the four Oklas who had escaped.

It's amazing!!

I was dumbfounded and looked at the black shadow that flew like a roc spreading its wings, is this the barbarian's second-order skill "jumping"? It's really too BT, I didn't expect the tall barbarians to be able to rely on this skill to achieve the general martial arts master Cheng dù who only appears in novels, and combined with their terrifying melee ability, the title of barbarian melee first is well deserved.

Three jumps, and it only took three jumps for the barbarians to catch up with Okla, who had fled twenty meters away, and the last jump landed right in the middle of them.

"Bang-"

When this scene appeared, I suddenly remembered the war trampling of the Minotaur in Warcraft, and the entire tomb seemed to be shaken three times, which made me wonder if he would directly penetrate the ground hole and drop it into the third layer, if this is the case, then everyone will be happy.

It's a pity that the tomb ** is still more than I imagined, and it was so devastated, it still shook its tenacious body and unloaded the strength of the barbarians, and in its place were four poor oklas, who were suddenly dizzy under the strong trampling, and their bodies were staggered like drunken crabs, and they could barely stand on their feet.

"Yo, boss, how much is this hanging meat a pound."

The barbarian took advantage of this opportunity, and the short sword in his hand flicked lightly on the filament between Okla's steel claws and the assassin, and then grabbed the severed filament, and grinned as he watched the Assassin hanging in his hand.

"Can a poor man like you afford it? Look at your bear-like and still want to eat meat? I think the most I can do is cut off the carrion. The assassin rolled his eyes and retorted, feeling the silk loosen from his body, and he struggled twice to finally free his hands and feet.

"It's a shame to be at home this time."

The assassin scolded and tore at the spider silk that was still sticking to his body, but although the silk was less sticky, it would be impossible to deal with it for a while, and he immediately stared at the four Oklas who were about to flee quietly.

"I'm going to stab your chrysanthemums."

The assassin rushed at the Okla like a frenzy, aiming his wrist blade at the target and stabbing it in.

"Hmm-" Okla, who was busy running for his life and exposed the **, suddenly let out a miserable scream, and even the big men behind him touched their ** with palpitations.

"Die, Die......"

At this time, the assassin seemed to be incarnated as a chrysanthemum maniac, and the cold bayonet kept stabbing at the same part of Okla, with a determination not to explode the chrysanthemum.

The mad Assassin also provoked the Barbarian's blood, and he laughed wildly, and the saber in his hand suddenly swung towards the other three Oklas like a scythe.

"Whew-"

The glory of the Okla, the only Okla who succeeded in catching its prey with spider silk, was finally defeated by the Assassin's popping chrysanthemum attack, and let out a shrill cry of relief that I didn't know whether it was a scream or relief, and the whole soft belly suddenly exploded, and the disgusting liquid of the white flowers was cut all over the ground.

"Hoklick, you bastard, one of you has escaped."

The assassin shouted as he pointed at an Okra fleeing at a rapid pace, ignoring the disgusting liquid on his body.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

The blood-boiling barbarian roared, and threw down the already scarred Okla in front of him, and slammed his feet hard, and the whole thing even soared into the sky at once......