The cemetery should be quiet, with the scorching sun roasting the grass during the day and the cold moon shining on the green pines at night.

There must have been people in the graveyard, mostly dead people who had been eaten by the dirt. Like the tomb of Haojie, there are a bunch of men holding sharp weapons, and it is rare to see a living person who looks coldly at another pile of men holding sharp weapons. The faces of the living are naturally displayed to the living, but the disputes between the living are caused by the dead, so the graves here can bury or eat people.

When An Ran and the others arrived at the end of the peach forest, they happened to see the desert Lone Yanzhi and his party confronting the NPCs, one blocking the road and the other wanting to break in.

"You're finally here," Desert Lone Yan's hand on the hilt of the knife loosened a little. "Say all the good things to them, say that we are your friends, but these NPCs just don't let them go and have to wait for you to confirm in person, so I can't but wait for your old man."

"I'm sorry it's late! Everyone," An Ran looked very relaxed, greeted with a smile and then looked at the middle-aged man in white who was in the lead, "Tang Pei, Tang Daxia, the head of your faction has promised us to enter the tomb of Haojie, can you raise your hand at your feet?" “

"They're your people?" The white-clothed middle-aged man with the sheath sword on his back asked.

"Of course it's the people I'm with." An Ran replied.

"No problem, I just want to hear you make sure for yourself - get out of the way!" After Tang Pei finished speaking, he raised his voice and ordered his subordinates.

"It's hard work!" An Ran learned the appearance of the NPCs and hugged the NPCs with fists.

Tang Pei closed his lips tightly and didn't answer, but just watched coldly with his junior brother and subordinates as the twenty-odd adventurers walked from under his nose to the entrance of Haojie's tomb.

After the peach forest mountain pass guarded by the NPCs, you will see a dilapidated and desolate dungeon safe area, and the lonely graves scattered all over the mountains are discarded on the ground like large and small steamed buns. Many graves are overgrown with withered grass and there is not even a tombstone, which really confirms the saying: 'Even if there are thousands of bells of millet in life, you will get a steamed bun after death.' ’

A black boundary monument like an apricot grove stood in front of the tombs, and there was no gray-haired old man guarding the stone monument, only knee-high wild grass to accompany it, as if to tell the more than twenty intruders about their desolation.

"Xiaobai, are you afraid of so many graveyards?" Yanluo scratched Bailu's belly with her white hand and asked with a grin,

Xiaobai, who can't speak, tilted her head and snorted, which can be regarded as answering the girl's question, and she is also a girl, and she has a very good impression of this sister.

"I really doubt that she will abduct your white deer." Fan Yuntian stood on tiptoe and put a hand on An Ran's shoulder and began to say right and wrong: "Lao Tzu has said a long time ago, Lu Yao knows that the horsepower has been seen for a long time, you can see all the way, is it only Lao Tzu who is the best for you?" Never give up! ”

"If you have something to say, if you have a fart, let it go!" An Ran was very annoyed by the NPC kid who pressed half of his body on his shoulders. "You don't have to talk about terms like that."

"Ahh Sure enough, the parents of the one who gave birth to me also know my brother An Ran," Fan Yuntian smiled shamelessly and said: "Brother An Ran, my equipment is outdated, and I will go to the assassin equipment in the dungeon next...... Why don't you tell them it's all mine? ”

Then An Ran looked at his servant with her mouth wide open.

"The surname is Fan, you are really not good enough to swallow the elephant," the handsome young man scolded: "The 'tiger tooth bloodthirsty' in your hand is still famous, how about looking at Lao Tzu again?" Is it impossible to live? In our team of more than 20 people, you are not the only assassin, why should the assassin equipment be owned by you alone? Don't they need equipment? ”

"'Tiger Tooth Bloodthirsty' has made us envious for a long time, and I didn't know that it was Boss An Ran, I thought it was that bastard who was so lucky, and he actually had the dagger that was ranked first on the equipment list at the beginning, and I didn't expect it to be the weapon of the Fan Yuntian brothers." Chen Jingting said.

"It's this bastard who sent Lao Tzu," Fan Yuntian raised his eyebrows and looked at the high school student with pimples and said, "Young man, you are very angry!" Do you want to find a few chicks to go to the fire? When Lao Tzu finds a better weapon in the future, how about giving you this dagger? The broken shoes worn by Lao Tzu must be worn by someone with a little talent! ”

"Fan Yuntian! You shut up Lao Tzu! An Ran suddenly pulled out the bamboo cane on his waist and knocked it on his servant with a flick of his hand.

However, the NPC kid seemed to know what his master was going to do, and a sliding step actually disappeared directly, leaving only the word '' in the air, from this point of view, Fan Yuntian and An Ran seemed to have a tacit understanding.

The few people who had dealt with An Ran and Fan Yuntian in the hooligan gathering place had already adapted to their style, but many new players felt very curious about the behavior of the master and servant, and they couldn't help but think in their hearts, 'This is also a fucking master's style?' But curiosity is curiosity, their admiration for An Ran is absolutely 100%, and Boss An Ran's words will even give way to NPCs who don't enter the oil and salt, this face is a bit unreasonable!

And what Yanluo admires is the ability of his sweetheart to be random, in the place where the hooligans gather; So in the Drunken Immortal Building; The same is true of the Imperial Sword Sect on the mountain. Don't look at An Ran's usual love and back and forth with Fan Yuntian, in fact, he is thoughtful and can come up with strategies based on many small changes, for example, he can judge why Huang Yuanwai wants to cooperate with players according to some current situations; He can also find the countermeasures of the next copy through the words of the head of the Imperial Sword Sect, you must know that when the three of them came out at the beginning, they just walked casually to observe the situation? How long has it been? Now not only did these blocking NPCs give way, but they also got some important information in Haojie's tomb.

"Why did so many people walk around the peach forest for a long time and didn't do it, but An Ran did it?" The girl thought, "This is probably an ability!" If you can solve problems that others can't solve, then you have enough ability to make others cling to you, maybe some people want to say that it's not because of the skill of Fan Yuntian and Fan Yuntian, and the countermeasures that the Imperial Sword Sect only thought of when he was looked at by the Edgeworth Sect? But being able to have this kind of skill is a manifestation of ability in itself! “

The name of the game is Leng Xue, the girl who fell into the smoke, gently stroked the smooth fluff of the white deer with her hand, and the amorous peach blossom eyes stared at the handsome young man in front of her, as if her hand was caressing the man's chest.

"You have to count when you talk!" Chen Jingting, an assassin who seemed to be a little lacking in tendons, said with a light in his eyes: "Give me the 'Tiger Tooth Bloodthirsty'." “

"Lao Tzu has always been a man of his word." Fan Yuntian replied with a figure next to the black stone.

At this time, the desert lonely smoke began to distribute the materials provided by Huang Yuanwai to everyone present, the materials were actually very rich, including weapons, armor, food, medicine, and even the Taoist priests' talismans and medicinal powder, these materials were to be purchased by the player himself - a team of more than 20 people - I don't know how much it would cost, and the current expenditure was saved.

"Let's take stock of their equipment and supplies," after sending out the things, Da Mo Lone Yan reminded directly: "Then join the team, this time we will strive to win this copy in one go, I hope that the gang built by the first player in Huaxia can be ours." ”

The middle-aged man's voice is not big but very loud, and he didn't deliberately say anything to cheer everyone up, just asked everyone to count the equipment and strive to be targeted as usual, but this man who has entered the quenching realm at level 25, and those who have practiced and played equipment with him know that he has never liked to shout any slogans, and will only charge like a sharp blade and protect his brother like a mountain.

So everyone replied in unison, 'Come on!' ’

"Is there anything else you would like to add?" The desert lonely smoke turned his head and asked An Ran.

"What can I say?" An Ran replied with a smile, "The monsters in Haojie's tomb this time are yin ghosts, so everyone be prepared, especially girls, don't be afraid when you see those things with missing arms and legs, bleeding faces, and eyes hanging on your face for a while!" If you're really scared, it's like this......" An Ran shook his head violently with his eyes closed, "This is a game, this is a game, these guys can't bite me." ”

The action and shouting of the beggar youth who had been turned into tattered by his face-covering robe made everyone laugh.

"What I want to say is that in fact, there will always be someone around us who silently protects us," An Ran suddenly said seriously: "Do you know who this person is?"

"Lonely Smoke Boss!" So the people spoke in unison.

"Yes, it's our dear uncle." An Ran replied.

Everyone was a lot more relaxed again, and Xiangdong even whistled.

"There are warriors and lonely bosses, warrior monk brothers, Taoist brothers, archers, swordsmen, assassins, mages and even me, a little beggar with no profession, who protects himself by our side, in fact, everyone present and everyone in the next dungeon, so even if it is a terrifying ghost, what is there to be afraid of? It's just a game, and what we have to do is try to be as brave as possible, we are a team, just like a machine, don't be the screw that destroys the operation of the machine! ”

Everyone made up their minds in their hearts that they would never hold the team back, and some even shouted 'I won't!' “

"Good!" An Ran smiled again: "But I may, Lao Tzu's level is lagging behind, and I may not be able to do much under the copy this time, so if there is a ghost thing targeting me, you had better not raise your head and do what to do, let me fend for myself!" “

"How is that possible? Boss Enron, stop kidding. Some laughed.

The handsome young man waved his hand to signal everyone to calm down.

"I'll talk about the situation of Haojie's tomb, Haojie's tomb is divided into a lonely tomb on the ground and a mausoleum below, which means that we need to pass through two passes to break through this copy, the first level is a yin thing, what does it mean? It's that we will face corpses and skeletons that don't know pain, don't know fear, they don't have spiritual sense, they will just keep coming forward and fighting with you, so you can get back to the feeling of brushing monsters in online games, the yin on the ground is afraid of fire, likes water, and is not easy to control, so here in our team, the Taoist 'soul fire talisman' mage's 'fireball technique' and other skills are more restrained for them as long as they have fire attributes, and on the contrary, those freezing and water skills have little effect on the yin things, On the ground, our focus is to definitely provide a good output environment for the Taoists, because their formation control is the key in this layer. “

An Ran paused, and after learning that there were about five Taoist priests in the crowd, he felt that it should be considered okay.

"After the first level, I will go to the mausoleum below, according to the records, it is an underground cave, and it is full of female ghosts. Please don't underestimate the female ghosts, the difficulty of this level is only greater than the first level, the battle may not be so intense, this level we will face some slightly spiritual ghosts, can transform themselves and the environment to confuse the opponent is their main means of attack, but I don't know exactly how now, I only know that this level must protect our warrior monks, because their 'Sanskrit sound' and 'Buddha's light first appear' are the best skills to crack the illusion. So brothers! Usually it is the little brothers and sisters of Taoist priests and warrior monks who protect us, but this time it is our turn to give love! “

Everyone laughed again, An Ran roughly explained the situation in the dungeon, and then took the end humorously, what happened next, you can only know after going to the dungeon to fight in real time.

The old rule is that the captain must do it to open the door of the dungeon, so as the captain, the desert lonely smoke stretched out his hand to the black stone, and a soft light rose, and a distorted space door appeared at the boundary monument, which was similar to the door of the apricot forest that entered the gathering of hooligans, and a group of twenty-six people stepped in one after another.

It seems to have entered a mirror, and it is like passing through a water curtain, the mountains in the copy are still the same mountains, and the tombs are still those tombs, but there is a lot of gloomy air between heaven and earth, and the black gas wisps are floating in the wind between the dense graves. Skeletons will be exposed from the wild grass on the ground, broken and intact.

An Ran obviously felt that the game character he controlled had become a little sluggish, in fact, the game character of all players was like this, which was probably affected by the gloomy atmosphere of the Haojie Tomb, after the player's game character arrived at this place, all the attributes would be reduced, such as slow movement, slow character response, defensive attack power is not as good as before, and it is easier to get tired.

"Let's stand still first, don't come forward at random." An Ran became the conductor and raised his hand to make a stop. "These gloomy qi is the soul of the yin things, and they are also their eyes, don't let them see us easily, and don't give them a chance to get on their bodies."

After hearing An Ran say this, everyone stood in a row, as if they were soldiers standing in line on the training ground.

"Brother Lone Yan, I'm going to seek power and usurp the throne!" An Ran looked at it with a smile and quipped.

"You kid, I'll transfer the captain to you right away, and you'll be solely responsible for everything else."

"Don't, this 'honor' is still for you! I just want to live the addiction of commanding. An Ran joked to the desert lonely smoke, and then raised his voice and said to everyone: "Have you ever played a mobile game like "Glory of Kings"? ”

"Who hasn't fought this?" One person said, "Lao Tzu used to be a master of the diamond rank. ”

Everyone laughed, and many people nodded their heads to indicate that they had been exposed to this kind of game before.

"Okay, brother master, I'll trouble you to help the C position around you resist more injuries in a while." An Ran said to the honest bald man.

"That's a must!" The burly, melon-like warrior monk replied.

His name is Li Qiang - a very ordinary name - the person is physically strong as his name suggests, this person is probably the oldest of these more than 20 people, but his mind belongs to the younger kind, he is honest and honest, the friend next to him asked him to choose a warrior monk and he chose it, but the game does not stipulate that the player must shave his head to be a monk if he chooses a warrior monk, right? This guy is fine, just go to the makeup shop opened by the NPC in the city, and ask the little guys to get a bald head and a robe for his game character. Fortunately, Li Qiang is a male player, what if he is a woman? Just like the female warrior monk standing on the far left of the crowd, do people have to shave their heads, wear monk's hats, wear robes, and chant Amitabha Buddha in their mouths?

Of course, this is a personal act of dressing up, and no one can control what you want to do.

"There is a profession called support in the glory of kings," An Ran continued, "And what I have to do at the moment is to be a good assistant to everyone, because of the limitations of my level and equipment, I can't output and resist damage to those yin things, so I have become the most idle person here, what should the most idle person do?" It is to be the brick in the team where to move it, because I have mastered some of the situation of this heroic tomb, so I will play a commanding role next, and do a good job of the eyes in the battlefield, because you are all very busy next, you may not have time to observe the changes and situations around you, and you can put forward it now if you have different opinions. ”

An Ran glanced around the crowd and found that no one had a strange expression or opened his mouth before continuing to speak.

"I'll start if I don't have any opinions, I believe everyone has already got the sachets! Now please take it out and take it with you," An Ran took the lead in taking out the sachet that the curtain lone smoke had assigned to him, hung it on his waist, and said: "The sachet contains the medicine powder to ward off evil spirits and avoid evil, and if you bring it, you won't be overstruck by the gloomy qi - Fan Yuntian, this is yours to take and bring!" “

So the NPC kid and more than twenty players did it one by one.

Originally, there were no sachets, talismans or anything like that in the materials provided by Huang Yuanwai, which were made temporarily according to An Ran's request, because according to the handpaper information taken out by the Imperial Sword Sect, these two things were indispensable for the copy of the tomb of Xia Haojie.

"Now in our team, people from various professions mix up to form a team, strive for every profession in the team, and each team will select a team leader to go to Brother Lone Smoke to get the number number."

They were divided into four squads, each group of six people, and the warrior Da Curtain led a group; Master Gu Ping led a group; The swordsman leads a group to the east; The Taoist priest Changhe Sunset Yuan led a group; Each group is equipped with one person from each class. An Ran, who was temporarily reduced to an assistant, naturally did not join the group, and Fan Yuntian still stood with his master, the NPC kid is now a guard with a knife, he is too lazy to care about what others do, and the safety of his brother An Ran is the top priority.

An Ran had the squads form a circle, with warriors or warrior monks known for their defense and strength standing at the front as shields against injury, agile assassins on the left and right flanks, and Taoist priests with support functions in the center, behind them are mages or archers with powerful output capabilities. And the four squads stood according to the distance required by An Ran, in the southeast, northwest, and northwest, An Ran, Fan Yuntian, and Yiyi stood in the center, and the glowing digital cards were placed at their feet, that is to say, in their next movement, the distance between the four squads could not be too close to each other or too far.

This picture is drawn in the manuscript material obtained from the head of the Edgeworth Sect, and the NPCs named it ' The Spiral Bead Fire Array' is actually a formation with the Taoist priest as the core, and the Taoist priest in the center of each team can not only provide a variety of buff Dao techniques for the members of the team, but also can cast negative Dao techniques on monsters, there are warrior monks or warriors with good defense in front of the wall, and there are assassins and swordsmen on both wings to keep an eye on the leaking Yin object, and this circle formed by a team of six people can be rotated, that is to say, no matter which side the Yin object is attacked from, the warrior and the warrior monk will always move in front of them.

As for the small circle formed by An Ran, Fan Yuntian and the Taoist priest with a serious face, it was actually changed by the handsome young man, there was no way, their personnel were actually not enough to place this complete set of formations, so An Ran used the high-speed body skills of 'following the shadows' that he and Fan Yuntian had, and stood in the middle of the circle, which could not only protect the Taoist priests around him, but also support the emergencies that arose around him.

Originally, according to the drawings in the manuscript, the circle in the middle of the rotating fire array should also be a small circle composed of various professions, and it can also rotate with the rest of the small circles in the four directions, and the Taoist priests in each small circle are actually axes, and the rest of the people can rotate around the axis, but the distance between the axes cannot be changed, because they also serve as the eyes of the array. The Taoist priest in the circle urges the special talisman in his hand to let it burn, and the Taoist priest in the four directions will get in touch with the Taoist priest in the middle, forming four raging walls of fire.

"Taoist priest prepares - attract monsters!" An Ran squinted his eyes at the yin objects floating in the air in front of him, raised his arm and waved down heavily.

With an order, the five Taoist priests simultaneously drew the five burning talismans of the 'Mountain Opening Talisman' in their hands like five red lotus flowers, and crashed towards the yin qi on the tomb, and in an instant, the yin qi was burned to a creak, as if water droplets were dripping into the oil pot.

When the blind and deaf creatures finally found the intruders, they began to howl, roar, cry, and get excited, and there were harsh voices in the heavens and the earth, and the ghosts and wolves howled in a chaotic manner.

Some of the yin qi ended up in the grave, some of the yin qi found the deep white bones on the ground on the spot, and some of the yin qi rushed straight towards everyone.

"Daoist Preparation-Activate the Formation!" An Ran gave the order again.

The Taoist priests threw the 'Yang Qi Exorcism Talisman' that they had already held in their hands into the air, and the five talismans first hovered above the Taoist priest's head and then began to burn, and the flames spread more and more vigorously to each other, and finally formed four walls of fire that enveloped everyone in them. Since they are all in the same team, the players will not be burned by these flames, and Fan Yuntian, who is an NPC, still feels warm, but unfortunately Xiaobai can't feel it, and she was taken back from the mount space by An Ran.

But those who rushed over to try to find the upper body of the living are different, everyone has a sachet on their body to restrain them, in the eyes of the yin object, these sachets are like wrapping the living with a glittering coat so that they cannot invade, not only that, once they touch these golden lights, their yin qi will be reduced by a few points, they scurry around trying to find one or two unlucky eggs who did not wear sachets, but unfortunately in the end they could not succeed, and they fell into the burning raging fire instead.

‘-64‘

‘-23‘

‘-50‘

‘……’

Bright red numbers emerged from these Yin Qi that were burned by the wall of fire, each damage number was not high, but it was continuous damage, and these flames seemed to be like sticky cobwebs, once the Yin touched them, it would be difficult to escape, the tongue of fire would firmly grasp these floating Yin Qi like hands, scorching it and burning it, so the inky black Yin Qi became fainter and weaker in the howl, and finally turned into nothingness and became nothing.

Suddenly there was a silver 'rain' in the sky, clanging on everyone's heads, and falling into the grass with a clatter. It's a rain of wealth, this is what the level 27 elite monsters like Haojie's Tomb have exploded, there are silver coins, armor and weapons, anyway, they can't smash the brains of the game characters controlled by the players, they will only knock on their hearts.

But for now, no one cares about the wealth that falls from their heads, because they don't have time, and they don't have the leisure to do so. Because many people have seen an extremely terrifying scene at this moment, this is probably the most terrifying ghost movie they have seen since they were children, because no matter how terrifying the previous ghost movies were, you are just a spectator, and you can't stand it, you can turn off the TV or leave the cinema. But not here, the Huaxia mastermind is to put people in the middle of it, you can only close your eyes and relax your emotions for a while, and then pluck up the courage to enter the fight, because you can't take off your helmet and run away, your teammates need you.

The yin qi attached to the white bones just now had their own bodies, so many skeletons stood up in the barren grass, some of them were missing arms and legs, some of them lost their heads, and some of them were lucky enough to hold rusty machetes and spears, their movement speed was not very fast, they walked crookedly and swayed, as if the wind could blow them down, but they would not flinch and would fight with you like mad dogs.

At the same time, cracks began to appear in the soil of large and small graves, and the mud and grass of the barren mounds splashed everywhere, and the paper money of the new graves flew up, and the soil steamed buns in the mountains and fields seemed to be broken apart, and the various arms were attached to the graves one after another.

The sight of the moldy corpses and the overcast sky seemed to become even more gloomy, a scene that sent chills down the spines of many people, and in reality, their vests were soaked with cold sweat.

The first skeleton crashed into the people of the western team, two green flames dancing in its eye sockets, and the skeleton seemed to show an ugly smile, raising its already weathered bone palm high, and slashing at the neck of a female warrior monk with a single brush.

The female warrior monk is actually quite scared, many girls are naturally more timid, not to mention the ghosts that will be afraid when they meet this kind of man, but she is a warrior monk, what is a warrior monk? It is the kind of golden-bodied Arhat who resists thousands of swords; a paranoid who will not flinch even a step from his enemies in his fists and feet; It is a boulder in the river that blocks the iron riding like a flood; Will she be able to retreat? No! Because behind her stood sisters who would be just as scared as she was.

Therefore, the female warrior monk folded her hands and frowned slightly, and a Buddha chant of 'Amitabha Buddha' sounded, she used the warrior monk's 'immovable as a mountain' skill, and a brilliant golden light appeared on her body, and her weak body resisted the skull's heavy blow.

‘-367‘

The skeleton slashed at her neck with a snow-white hand knife, and a very explosive blood-red number appeared out of thin air, and in reality, the body fixation bracket pressed the female warrior monk's neck with a slight pain, but she was still ready to face the skeleton's next second attack, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell? This is the compassion of Buddhism, and it is also the belief of the warrior monks.

There was no tragic picture of blood flying on her neck, and with a 'bang', the golden light on the female warrior monk's body rippled, and the hand knife that slashed at the neck was bounced to pieces, and the skeleton lost its right hand, and the female warrior lost hundreds of drops of blood.

"Taoist Rejuvenation Technique!" After seeing this scene, An Ran and Fan Yuntian shouted at the same time.

That is, at the same time as the master and servant shouted, the Taoist priest in the west team waved his left hand, and drew a green hook in the air with a white paper fan in his right hand. The Taoist priest did not stop, and waved again, this time it was yellow dust, and his paper fan made a yellow fork in the air, the dust drifted by, the autumn air was bleak, and several skeletons that had been close to them were instantly brittle like paper.

Behind the western circle stood a male mage, a man with long hair and fair complexion who was the husband of a female warrior monk, and his wife had the final say on everything in the family on weekdays. He will always be a big boy who doesn't grow up in front of her, even in the game, he is obedient to her, she wants to be a warrior monk to protect him, he doesn't feel any shame, so he chooses a mage to stand behind her. The man who listens to his wife's discipline is not a cowardly man, nor is he a timid man, he just loves her, lets her, gets used to her, and lets her. She can bully herself, but others don't want to bully her, not even the skeletons in the game, so anger has risen on the male mage's staff.

The male mage seemed to be swearing, but he was actually reading French, and suddenly a ball of fire, the size of a red and white soup basin, sped away at the skeleton, and the speed was so fast that it reached in the blink of an eye.

Bang! The three skeletons were hit at the same time, and the huge impact smashed all the skeletons besieging the monks to the ground like cannonballs.

‘-1082‘

‘-996‘

‘-1030‘

This is the power of the fireball on the staff of an angry mage, and the blood bar that was knocked out of the three skeletons was instantly reduced by a small half, of course, thanks to the Dao technique of standing in the small circle and performing the Dao Technique of Reducing Defense for the skeletons.

So the Assassins and Swordsmen who were separated on the left and right sides began to beat the Reservoir Dogs, as a profession known for harvesting human lives, seeing the remnants of the enemy, they hardly need to be reminded, they will naturally go to the skeletons' heads. The assassin stealthily walked around the back of the skeleton and aimed at the skeleton's backbone, neck bone, **, the swordsman was elegant and elegant, and the dancing sword tricks were as beautiful as bees and butterflies, and there was a white light on the skeleton that was blackened by the fireball. A string of damage points burst out again, and there was no blood flying sideways, only dry bones.

Then more skeletons and corpses crawled out of the grave and out of the grass, and these naked, buried filth things in the grave seemed to hate the living, if they had feelings, and vowed to bite and kill, kill, kill these creatures who could enjoy the sun and breathe the fresh air every day, and let them taste the mud under the spring.

The teammates of the east, south, and west squads were all attacked, and there were more than 100 corpses and skeletons crawling, walking, or trotting, and flocking towards more than 20 players with their unique steps and the breath of death. Time will tell.