Chapter 120: The Octagonal Crossbow Rises

Enemy attacks swarm.

Lu Zhe's location is just within the range of the opponent's long-range attack, but the narrow space of Taniguchi also blocks the sight of many people, and there are only more than 20 people who can really attack him, but even so, he is not comfortable.

The difficulty of dodging and receiving manipulation increases exponentially when facing multiple people, and even with Lu Zhe's technique, it is impossible to achieve a perfect defense against everyone.

A sudden drop in blood volume.

Fortunately, Su Ying's healing amount is not covered, and after the bad bad wolf avoids most of the damage, her brainless flash therapy is enough to save Lu Zhe's life.

Just when everyone, including Gong Wenfei, didn't understand what he was going to do.

The bad bad wolf suddenly pulled out a strangely shaped wooden frame, and then slammed it on the ground.

The next moment, ten thousand arrows are fired!

Gong Wenfei's mind suddenly thought of the Huangshan Ruins reward that made a lot of noise in the game some time ago.

Engineering!

Octagonal crossbow!

At the same time, the ten mages in the rear team of the Warring States suddenly flashed to the front line en masse, and the thunderbolt and flame storm struck, and ten huge pillars of fire instantly rose beside Lu Zhe.

Firestorm, cast for 4 seconds, casts a swarm fire attack within a 10 meter diameter area, causing all enemy targets within the radius to take damage over time for 10 seconds.

For this attack, these ten players are directly exposed to the opponent's melee face, even if the weak mage has the help of healing, it is impossible to resist the melee damage head-on, except for the 3 mages who use the frozen coffin, the remaining 7 people instantly hit the street.

But ten instantaneous firestorms have already struck.

Although the skill of Firestorm is cool, the probability of being used is not high, and the cast time of 4 seconds is obviously too long, and if it is not combined with the skill of Thunderbolt, it is basically difficult to cast it in battle.

And as an area skill, the damage is actually quite average.

Even if it were ten Firestorms stacked on top of each other, it would be difficult to get rid of a priest who had put a shield on his shoulder.

However, Lu Zhe's octagonal crossbow had already been shot.

30 m diameter range.

Tilt 100 bolts around you for 5 seconds.

This kind of damage is completely beyond what current players can bear.

The octagonal crossbow, like the Berserk Elixir, is a product far ahead of its time, although the latter's 30% damage bonus looks perverted, but in the late game, after the various professional skills and items are formed, all kinds of damage reduction methods are also endless, at that time, although the Berserk Elixir is still practical, it no longer affects the balance so much.

The octagonal crossbow is basically similar, its damage is fixed, and it does not increase with the player's level, and in the later stage, the damage of a single octagonal crossbow to the player is not so terrifying, and to reflect its value, there is only a continuous increase in the number.

However, in the early stages of the game, the damage of the octagonal crossbow is extremely terrifying, as a weapon to defend the city, its damage is a piercing effect, and the damage does not decrease after penetration.

This is also why even in the later stage, the octagonal crossbow is also a very practical equipment for defending the city, imagine that dozens of octagonal crossbows are activated at the same time, and the damage is simply inhumane for the crowd.

FPT's healing team was instantly stunned, and most of their health was lost by the sudden flamestorm, and before they could add their own blood, a dense array of arrows suddenly erupted in the crowd.

The 60-member treatment team fell to the ground one after another as if they were cutting wheat.

In just a few seconds, less than 10 of the 60 healers were left to hide back in the ranged team, never to come out again.

In the distance, the commander of the FPT saw this scene and his heart was like a knife.

The therapeutic profession is the survival guarantee of a team.

Once dead, no matter how large the number is, it is only a matter of time before the enemy team has stable healing.

But Gong Wenfei was amazed by the case.

Taking advantage of the rapidly shrinking terrain at the mouth of the canyon, when the opponent's healing profession is concentrated to the greatest extent, a brutal octagonal crossbow perfectly solves the most troublesome problem at the moment.

It's all in one go!

Of course, it's easy to say, but it's not easy to do.

Just pinching the time, few people can do it, and secondly, to avoid damage to the greatest extent in the army, which must also be the level of top professional players, plus the desperate massive treatment of the stupid white rabbit, any point, ordinary people dare not think of it.

Of course, the most extreme is the octagonal crossbow.

It's so special.

Lu Zhe shot the octagonal crossbow, and he no longer paid attention to the other party's situation, with his position and calculation, even if the other party was not completely annihilated, it would be difficult for the remaining few treatments to organize an effective means of adding blood in a short period of time.

At this time, he had already sent a message to Gong Wenfei first: "Accelerate the elimination of the opponent's melee team." ”

At the same time, he ran quickly towards his own camp.

His speed was much faster than the others, and he was out of the other party's long-range range in an instant, and at this time, Su Ying was still conscientiously brushing his blood.

"It's okay, you go and help others." Lu Zhe said to her with a smile.

"Oh." Su Ying is still a little unsatisfied. So far, her favorite thing is brainless flash therapy, especially this kind of standing stake blood that doesn't need to move, which can perfectly cover up her technical shortcomings, and reflects her perverted equipment advantages.

Lu Zhe's way back must pass through the opponent's melee team, but compared to long-range, especially the French range, the threat to him from the melee class is greatly reduced.

Because what happened just now happened too quickly, FPT's vanguard melee team didn't know that the healing team behind them had disappeared at this time, and they were still constantly rushing forward, trying to break up the melee defense line of the Warring States and cut directly to the back row.

And because the players of the Warring States were facing outward, they saw all Lu Zhe's actions in their eyes, and seeing that the other party's treatment was almost wiped out, their confidence instantly became sufficient, even if there was still a huge difference in numbers, they also began to fight back.

Without the support of healing, the two sides that were originally evenly matched instantly became one-sided, and most of the FPT's melee team was killed or injured before they even understood what was going on.

By the time the rest of them found themselves empty behind them, the large forces of Sengoku had already flooded them.

Without treatment, there is no way to fight.

Lu Zhe did not stop, and continued to run quickly to the rear.

Gong Wenfei was about to cheer, but received a message from Lu Zhe: "All the assassins are ready to be in place to protect their own healing. ”

He had completely trusted Lu Zhe and gave the order almost reflexively, but he still didn't understand why the Gray God was so cautious under such a huge advantage.

Just as he was about to ask, there was a sudden commotion in the treatment team in the back row.

Twenty-five Assassins appeared at the same time and launched a sneak attack on the remaining dozen or so healing professions in the Sengoku ranks.

"Assassin, do it!"

There was no need for Lu Zhe to remind him anymore, Gong Wenfei shouted the order.