Chapter 30: The Last Old Yin Bi

It's raining, people are crying, and the rain is wet and bloody.

Twenty minutes later

A wave of players whose first two words are 00 in the game's nickname have escaped from the gate of the Minotaur Lord!

When I went in, there were 30 people, but when I came out, there were less than 10 left......

This player of less than ten people threw away his armor and chose not to take the road. And with the sound of weeping!

"It's getting more and more dish! This wave of people only lasted ten seconds! It's equivalent to just running in and running out! A few of them were scared to tears! ”

"How much damage do you guess they'll be able to do?" Lei Yu asked.

"Hurt? Are you kidding me? I'm afraid they didn't even see the minotaur's blood bar! ”

Ye Jinghai deeply despised the Dao!

This is already the twentieth wave of people! None of the teams could last a minute! Even the time to hold on is getting less and less. Just like these 00 players just now, they may not even see the health bar of BOOS!

"The level of the players who appear is getting lower and lower! It's time for the really big studios to emerge too! ”

Thunderstorm just took the time to look at the forum and already learned about the Minotaur Lord's HP and defense.

He has been silently calculating, from the beginning to the present, a total of more than thousands of players have entered! When the number of people was large, he even directly opened a wave of 1,000-person team battles inside!

Based on the fact that a player plays at least a little damage, BOOS should not have much HP now!

Ye Jinghai and Lei Yu didn't dare to be a little sloppy, and carefully stared at everyone who came in and out at the entrance!

Five minutes later, after the group once again wiped out two waves of level 10 players from an unknown studio, there seemed to be no movement around them!

"Boss! Aren't we going in yet? No one anymore! If you don't go in again, maybe the old cow will regain blood! ”

Tian Han, the leader of the Night Cold Guild, didn't answer his subordinates' words, but just kept staring at the entrance of the Minotaur Lord's camp!

He thinks again!

Eighty percent of the known colleague studios in my memory have been bombed and almost wiped out! He believes that the remaining small part will also give himself some face!

It's just that he's worried.

No matter what the game, there will never be a shortage of Voldemort......

These lone wolves don't matter which company or guild you're from.

As long as it's in their favor, even if Celia is here, as long as they have equipment on them, they will blow it up!

"It's difficult!"

Tian Han frowned.

"Captain, do you want to find someone from the Tieba Alliance to help us watch the gate?" Winter cold is recommended.

Tianhan sighed and said:

"That's all I can do, I just hope there won't be any accidents! Winter cold, you come here. ”

After Dong Han sent himself a private voice message in the cold weather, he quietly left!

Finally, when Ye Jinghai and Lei Yu were already waiting impatiently, the people of the Night Cold Guild appeared in view!

At the same time, there is also the remaining combat power of the Tieba Alliance, which blocked the gate after all the people of the Night Cold Guild entered!

"Grass! These mud legs who see money are open! Needless to say, it must be another hundred and one hours! I hate it! ”

Ye Jinghai hated himself, why wasn't he one of those mud legs!

That's a hundred dollars an hour! He's more expensive than the technician you've ever found!

Of course. He's looking for regular technicians!

The guilds that have been able to contract the fishpond of the Goblin Lord for so long are all out of the way, and there shouldn't be any more people behind!

"Except for those Voldemorts, these should be the last old yin of the organization!"