Chapter 45: The Greeting Ceremony

"Why is the boss on the first floor so terrifying?" The weekend team came out of the dungeon, and someone complained, "The damage is too high after the berserk." ”

"yes, a frost storm, most of the people in seconds, how can this be played?" Someone chimed in, "The forward swing is short, so I don't have time to react." ”

"There are still half of them in there, so it's hard to say." It was expressed.

"Don't think about it, two-thirds of our healing is dead, although the boss is only ten percent blood, but with a few more skills, we should be over. Wait, they'll come out. ”

Sure enough, after a while, a group of people walked out, not depressed, but the atmosphere was quite solemn.

"Look, I'll tell you." One person said.

"How's it going, have you knocked it out?" There are still people who are very persistent.

"Ugh." The man questioned sighed.

The person who asked also sighed, only hated himself for not moving well, dying too quickly, otherwise it should be organic...

"Knocked out." The person questioned said, "But I couldn't continue to fight, alas." ”

"It's a pity... Ah, you guys knocked it out? The person who asked was taken aback, "How did you knock it out?" ”

"It's not that it's how to beat it, it's just that we're all watching in the back, and the two of us washed the boss away."

"Huh? Two took away the last ten percent? ”

"Almost, a priest and a shaman, and the one who went on this trip and one named Mo Wen, I don't know who is who, so these two people washed out the boss. One is responsible for pulling the monster output, and the other is for milk. ”

"It's impossible, can one person's output be up to the last ten percent?"

"That's why we've only been fighting for a long time, and the one who went on this trip basically fell after two damage to the Demon King, but whenever he lost blood, a few mouthfuls of milk immediately lifted him up, and he was in a good position, and he rarely hit the boss, so he grinded the boss to death."

"Can that boss's attack be dodged with a move?"

"It's not a question of whether he can or not, he did it anyway."

"And what is he doing now?"

"He said he didn't want to be equipped, and now he's throwing the five orange suits and seven purple suits that burst out on the ground for those who need them." After speaking, the man also lit up a small golden bracelet in his hand, "My Genting Ring is a purple suit." ”

"Damn, why didn't you say it earlier." The other man hurried over.

A few days later.

"Have you heard?" This is in a QQ chat channel, this group is called the Guild Leader Chat Group.

"Yes, yes, I heard."

"That one went on this trip, it seems to be good."

"Yes, a few days ago, he came to the place of our guild group with a dead face, disgusting and disgusting, strange sticky candy."

"That is, once the negotiation fails, he will do it, the method is extremely cruel, it is said that the leader who does not agree will be whipped for three days and hung on the head of the city."

"These people are talking nonsense every day." Lin Jialu fell back into his chair, looking at the QQ messages scrolling on the computer screen, he raised his doubts.

He is the head of the branch of the Dragon Palace District Guild of the Last Journey, that is, the leader of the Last Journey Team of the Dragon Palace Wangyang Region.

I don't know what kind of wind has been smoked recently, anyway, the team's superiors asked for the guild branch, and then the guild branch ordered him to brush more wild map bosses and team copies in the new area.

"What the hell, really." Lin Jialu said angrily, "In the past, they didn't want to ask for it now, we really want to be working boys." ”

He slapped the table angrily, really angry.

"But what they said was going on this trip..."Lin Jialu opened his mailbox, "I remember someone reported it." ”

"Found it, found it." She clicked on a yesterday's email, and there was indeed a member who said that he had met the one on the wanted list and had been chasing him down, so that they couldn't get off the team.

He found the member, who happened to be online, and their Last Runner team had a bad season this season, so there were not many guild members, and they could only form two teams, which made their progress very slow.

"It's annoying, how can I turn in so many materials this week." Lin Jialu scratched his head irritably, "." ”

"But one thing to say, this trip is quite powerful, and it is usually difficult to fight the regimental book, in his hands, it is the same as playing, although he has to hand over the command, but it is still very comfortable to lie down and pass the regimental book like this." Someone in the group said it again.

"Yes, yes, I heard that he is very good at pulling hatred and output, and after a game, even if he keeps dragging hatred, the output can reach the first."

"Finally." Chen Mo's tears were about to come out, he squatted for nearly a day, killed more than 20 people, and finally burst out the willow branches.

He held up a shriveled note in his hand, carefully examined the fruits of his hard work, and did not pay attention to a corpse on the side.

"It takes a day to get it." A sword master came out of the dark deep forest, threw it casually, and played a large handful of willow branches, "I have come out a lot once I entered." ”

Chen Mo's face was full of black lines, and the Sword Saint ID in front of him was called "Childhood Plum Bamboo Horse", and it was not difficult to hear from the tone that this was Chen Xing.

"I ............" Chen Mo was speechless angrily, so why Chen Xing is the chosen one, just this gap in luck, I believe you that he is the son of God

"Isn't it enough?" Chen Xing waved the "Yinhui" in his hand and had to say, "It's really easy to use, you can use a level thirty-five skill at level five." ”

"That's because the materials you gave me are so high-quality, I don't know what to do." Chen Mo angrily picked up the willow branch on the ground, "Your weapon, it will be more difficult to upgrade in the future, after all, the foundation stone is too high."

"That's not like I'm going to have to brush it myself." Chen Xing reluctantly waved "Yinhui", "This feel, this weight, are too suitable." ”

"So your character is also too good, it's not easy to get a personal fit for the first time with homemade equipment." Chen Mo couldn't help but feel that God was unfair.

"How can you blame me for my good character, this is God's favor for me." Childhood plums finally put away his dazzling lightsaber.

"Okay, okay, you have a good character, you have the final say." He shook his head.

"Little brother, may I ask." At this time, one of the people patted the shoulder on the shoulder, "Is this the entrance to the dark forest?" ”

When he turned around on this trip, he saw five people standing behind him, Chen Mo did not reply by voice, but typed: "Yes." ”

"Ah, okay." The orc at the head nodded slightly, and didn't ask any more.

"Priests, Berserkers, corpses, assassins, orcs, what a standard burst system." Chen Mo muttered, and he has an image of this lineup, he should have seen it recently.

"This man's voice is so familiar." Chen Xing sent a message.

"Whatever, anyway, the materials are enough, and it's time to go to the next copy to brush the materials." Chen Mo replied.

"Ah, you still have to brush it." Chen Xing rolled his eyes, "I want to exhaust child labor." ”

"Shut up, you Emperor Ou, you only entered the copy once in the afternoon except for watching the play, and you still have the face to say that you are tired." Chen Mo roared.

"Ahem, that's what I said, it's time for us to leave the Novice Village." Chen Xing said, "It's only level 10 now, and it's been three days since the service started, when will you be able to catch up with the big army at your speed." ”

"I'm mainly brushing materials, and the grade is not critical." Chen Mo shouted, "Aren't I just going to make up for the rank now?" ”

"Ah, in your state?" Chen Xing's tone was a little helpless, "Don't you know what your ID status is now." ”

"What's the state?" Chen Mo didn't care, he calmly walked out of the guardian enchantment of the Novice Village.

"Tick, 'Childhood friends quit the squad'" the system immediately prompted.

"What are you doing?" went on this trip and looked at the childhood sweethearts in confusion.

"Watching a play." Chen Xing said.

"I've come out on this trip!!" Suddenly, someone shouted, startling Chen Mo: "What's the situation?" ”

A huge wall of ice rose rapidly, directly blocking the retreat of the trip.

"Huh?" The blinded Chen Mo immediately adjusted his perspective to the person who released the ice wall. No, it's not people, it's crowds.

It was a large group of elemental mages, and the ice gun they had created was a huge, gapless wall of ice.

"What's going on?" Chen Mo stayed in place for a while, and after a short while, a circular magic circle had already appeared on the soles of Chen Mo's feet. It is an elemental mage level 10 skill cupola array.

If you count them carefully, there are probably dozens of cupola arrays stacked on top of each other.

"Huh?" Chen Mo hurriedly manipulated the trip to make a backward jump, resisted the ice wall behind him, and dodged the sky-rushing array that was about to end the chanting.

"No, what's going on?" Chen Mo pulled out the chat box and asked Chen Xing quickly.

"You don't know you're the first red player in District 201." Chen Xing replied by typing.

"Of course I know that, but the red name reward shouldn't be very attractive to talents, right?" Chen Mo shook his body to dodge the meteorite technique while typing, no, it should be called a meteorite group, and the appearance of many elemental mages releasing the meteorite technique together is officially spectacular.

"You're the first one, that's a growth-level orange weapon." Chen Xing also sent a hey symbol.

"No, even if it's an orange suit, what's there, the homemade equipment will blow them up." Chen Mo dodged the meteorite as he typed.

"You'd make one for them." Chen Xing said.

"Help me." Chen Mo said righteously.

"Don't." Chen Xingyi replied rhetorically.

……

"Captain, this trip is too flexible, can't you catch it at all?" An elemental mage reported.

"It's okay, there's a lot of work waiting for him in the back, and our mission was to drive him in your direction." A leading elemental mage said.

"But Captain, our equipment." An elemental mage expressed grievance.

"You're worried, this capture mission on this trip has long been escalated, because someone reported him to the game company, so the character becomes a squad to capture and get an orange martial arts."

"I heard you right, you can get an orange martial arts."

"No, the maximum capacity of the Vanity Squad is a squad of fifty, so in addition to the ten elemental mages we have present, there are still forty people waiting for him."

"Then wouldn't it be easy for me to get an orange martial art."

"That's right." The leading elemental mage said, "Look, the frontline battle report is here, and it's easy. ”

"Boss, we can't catch up with him, he's too flexible." Surprisingly, the voice message turned out to be bad news.

"What do you say?" The lead elemental mage froze.

"He's like an assassin, flying around and doing anything." Voice representation.

"He's just a shaman, a garbage profession, why can't he fly the eaves and walk the wall." The leader yelled.

"No, he can use the totem to run up and down, totem you know, it's the kind of thing that has an effect buff and can also be shaped."

"Nonsense, can I not know. There are no assassins or ninjas in your gang, and you can't catch up with an assassin, phew, shaman. The leader continued to scold.

"He's turned back, he's turned back, and we're catching up with him." Voice shouting.

"What are you doing in a daze, chase it, that's Orange Wu."

"Ah, caught up with !!" The voice cheered, "Caught up!!" ”

"What's the matter, the firepower of a dozen people, how can it be killed in an instant." The leader was ecstatic, but after waiting for a long time, there was no system prompt.

"What's going on???" The leader shouted.

"He's offline......" replied to the other side.

"What??" The leader slumped on the ground.