Although he is an old player, he is the leader of the squad in this kind of operation, and Oyster is also the first time, so the breakthrough position he chose is very remote, and it is still a strange area of level 38.

I thought that there would be no patrolman who would be able to drive straight in, but I didn't expect that there were not only them, but also two.

One druid and the other seemed to be warriors, and he made a quick decision, and he made a gesture in his eyes, and rushed forward with his nine members.

He and two other light-armored warriors took the lead in the charge, and the three of them all learned to strengthen their skills, which enhanced the controllability of the skills, and it was difficult for ordinary people to dodge, especially at night when the light was unclear.

They are followed by two Panther-turned-druids and their natural companions, and finally a ranger in the trees and a thief on the stealth.

After a short charge, the two sides finally fought head-on, Oyster rushed to the front, looking at the two figures who were already frightened not far away, showing a smug smile, it seems that they can solve each other with a wave of charges, and they would have known that it would not be so fanfare.

Holding his long sword in front of his chest, he slammed into it with his body upright, still calculating the next combo in his mind.

However, the expected collision between limbs did not happen, a dazzling yellow light flashed in front of his eyes, and then his head was hit by a blunt object, after which he was already unconscious.

Oyster's encounter was not an exception, and the two light armor battles behind him all fell under this round without exception.

Sherlock's Twilight Shuriken damage is high enough, but it's not enough to kill a level 25 warrior in light armor in an instant, but with Squirrel's replenishment knife is enough.

It's been a day of weirdness, and he knows almost what level his teammate is, and these five people on the ground should still be unhappy with each other, he can go and solve the two guys on the tree first.

Strengthened: Swallow Returns!

In mid-air, Sherlock had locked on to the position of the two rangers, and with a swing of his tongue between the branches, he rode head-on one of the rangers, grabbing the other's shoulder with his left hand and slashing the shuriken in his right hand through the other's throat.

Within two seconds of the frozen touch taking effect, the Ranger fell to the branch.

Tree Escape!

The other Ranger was also unable to escape his pursuit, but two movement skills in quick succession allowed the other to live a few more seconds.

After solving the long-range output, looking at the six people who were fighting on the ground, Sherlock turned into a firefly form, and an ice mist spell blew through, including the squirrel, no one could resist this powerful freezing effect, and the accompanying spell damage also sent away the three thieves together.

The remaining two druids and their natural companions fell to the ground one by one.

The spell of ice mist is actually very perverted, the metamorphosis lies in its damage, but also in the freezing effect that it can continue to trigger, and the effect may not be obvious against those masters, but when encountering these players who are not of high level and are almost equipped, they are simply invincible, and they are even cooler than farming wild monsters.

The squirrel got out of the frozen state, watched the fall of the ground, and reached out to pick it up, but before the person could move, he was pulled out by a pair of hands.

"What the hell, Sherlock, there are several pieces of fine quality equipment!"

"If you want to die, you can go back and pick it up." Sherlock didn't look back and continued to pull the other man and run wildly.

In fact, the squirrel had already heard the noisy footsteps behind him in the middle of speaking, and when he looked back, he saw dozens of figures on the battlefield just now.

After running for 5 minutes, the two finally found a place where no one was running up the tree, and the druid was not afraid to track if there was a trace, and the reason why he ran for so long was that he was afraid that the other party would track the squirrel's footprints.

"Sherlock, I can't see it, I'm good hearing." The squirrel said as he put his arm around his shoulder.

"Just listening."

In fact, in terms of perception, the Priest is not much lower than the Druid, but the Priest players rarely point to listen to this basic skill, because their skill points are the fewest of all classes like the Paladin, and only two points per level if there is no additional intelligence bonus.

Vocational skills and domain skills are not enough, and the skill of listening will not be touched at all, so the squirrel's hearing will be so much worse than Sherlock's, of course, there is also a difference in its own use.

"Do you know where these guys came from?" Sherlock had just arrived in Veron, and he felt that he hadn't been in any major trouble lately.

"I saw their badge just now, it's a member of the Cloud Peak Guild, and it's not once or twice that these two guilds have fought, it shouldn't be coming at us, but ......" The squirrel seemed to think of something, and after thinking for a while, he said excitedly: "Do you want to fight with me." ”

is also a professional gamer, Sherlock knew what the other party was thinking as soon as he heard the other party's tone, "You can do it, but what about the red name." ”

"They should have started a guild battle, we just need to follow behind Yunding and kill it."

It was the people from Yunding who made the first move, if there was a guild war, and the object of their counterattack at the moment would be the entire guild, then this deal could indeed be done: "The materials belong to you, and the things are four or six." ”

"Deal!" The squirrel cried excitedly, "The sparrow is going to feed." ”

……

Half an hour later in a wood

A group of fifty members of the Cloud Peak Guild had just defeated the Dragon Wing players in this area, and although there were only a dozen of them left, the fall in this place could be regarded as making up for the loss.

"The thief picks up things, the nurse pulls people, and the rest of the people speed up the drugs, and then go to the next point." As soon as the commander of the team finished speaking, a gust of cold wind blew over, and before he could react, he found that he had entered a frozen state.

After the battle, the people were already in a bad state, and suddenly they were attacked by the ice fog technique, most of them did not hold on, and the remaining few were knocked out in the head one by one with a pickaxe by the priests who entered later.

After the two of them had picked up the materials and some things that could be seen, they disappeared into the night.

The battle between the two guilds lasted for more than five hours, and in the end, it was the Cloud Peak Guild that won a big victory, while the Pterodactyl was completely wiped out, and everyone dropped one level.

Originally, if the pterosaur saw that the situation was wrong and chose to retreat, the consequences would not be so serious, but the Grand Guild, it would not be this battle that was lost with a single word of retreat.

However, this also gave Sherlock and Squirrel the opportunity to make war money, and they grabbed more than 300 materials at once, and more than 50 pieces of other equipment and props, and if they were all shot, they would have an income of more than 100,000 yuan.

If it weren't for the fact that the two wanted to hide their identities and only pick those soft persimmons with heavy losses for the sake of conservatism, this harvest would be even more amazing.

With so many things on them, they didn't dare to continue to wander around in the wild, and Sherlock became an old driver again, flying all the way back to Velon.