Chapter 139: Eighteen Watches of Glory That Belong to Them

Then they stubbornly watched as this team member's blood volume cleared, and the avatar quickly turned black, with the same result as Chu Hanyue.

Chu Hanyue is the captain, and his actions also represent the actions of the team, and the members of the team are also hated by B. B also started targeting the team.

"Haha! It's so much fun! Seeing the two teams desperately fleeing like a remnant of a defeated army, Lin Dao couldn't help laughing, and made a lot of money, when those people were too busy to be attacked by B and couldn't deal with Lin Dao, Lin Dao frantically went to collect their equipment.

This scene fell into the eyes of the audience, and it was called a speechless.

"Can the thieves of the Ragnarok be a little more shameless?"

"It's just, if you don't help, forget it, and go pick up equipment?"

"Helping is sending you to death, and picking up equipment is the king."

There were different opinions in the audience, but this did not affect Lin Dao's happy heart to pick up equipment, and he was still happily picking up equipment.

As the number of the team and the Black Tyrant team decreased sharply, one after another the avatars went black, and B's blood volume was still on top of only ten drops of blood.

So far, the gods team has not made a move, and only Chu Hanyue has made a move.

"! Lao Tzu hacked you! Liu Fugui couldn't bear it anymore, and after waving the two long knots in his hand to get closer to the other party, he swung it fiercely at this B.

The moment the hilt of the sword sank into B's body, B's blood volume changed slightly, and another drop of blood decreased.

The place that was cut by Liu Fugui was also quickly restored, and the giant python opened its mouth and bit it, and directly swallowed Liu Fugui's halberd into the sand.

Liu Fugui's blood bar was cleared, and his avatar became darker.

"Poof......" Jiang Feng couldn't hold back either, and laughed directly.

The Black Tyrant team couldn't bear the pressure of this B at all, and the whole army was wiped out, and the team was miserable Chen Duge alone, Chen Duge held a spear in his hand, and directly launched a big move and threw it towards B's body.

The moment the spear flew out, his body was directly knocked out by B's extended tentacles—the strip was cleared, his avatar turned black∏ and he poked the spear at the surface of B's hard skin, making a clang. Falling quietly, B's HP didn't drop at all.

still remained in a state of only eleven drops of blood, and all the audience at the scene were stunned and supported their foreheads, looking unbearable to look at Nirvana.

Now the situation on the field is that only all the members of the gods are still alive, and the other two teams have been eliminated, and now the highest output value on the field is the team, killing the monster eleven drops of blood, if the gods want to win, then they must play an output damage value higher than eleven drops of blood.

But how difficult it is, the whole audience can see it, and it is almost an impossible task.

"Damn Chu Hanyue! He used his ultimate, so my ultimate's death can only deal five drops of blood! Qingling said with some collapse.

Lin Zhao didn't care, "He knew to seize the opportunity, but he forgot that you are a god-level account, and you also have a double bonus." As soon as Lin Zhao's words fell, a prompt from Lan Xin came from his ears.

Then the sound of guns cutting through the air sounded, Lin Zhao fixed his eyes, and found that Lan Xin didn't know when he ran to the cliff in the distance, and set up a turret on the cliff, and then aimed at the top of this B's head, and played a god-level homing missile operation.

The cannonball rushed straight towards B's head, this B was obviously not a vegetarian, and actually summoned a shield to block Lan Xin's damage.

"Boss, the weakness is in the center of its head." After Lan Xin finished speaking, he began to move the place, intending to take a break and make a second attack again.

However, this cannon has already attracted the attention of this giant beast, and the giant beast raised its hand and slapped it directly at the top of the mountain where Lan Xin was.

Everyone gasped, thinking that Lan Xin would definitely die, but fortunately, Lan Xin's distance was far enough and not near this B, so he was not affected by B's coercion, and he also summoned his wings and rushed into the sky.

dodged B's attack, and then everyone saw that B was like a butterfly, and they began to grab Lan Xin all over the sky.

The audience at the scene was all worried about Lan Xin, mainly because they were afraid that Lan Xin would die in the hands of this B.

Lan Xin kept using guns to change his position and began to entangle this B.

Lin Zhao had quietly appeared behind B, holding his spear high, his fingers leaping on the keyboard, and throwing his spear at the place where B's weakness was.

The spear was like a dragon, and it attacked this B in a completely unstoppable form.

A tentacle stretched out on B's body to stop this attack, but he didn't expect Lin Zhao's attack to explode, directly piercing the barrier of the tentacles, and the tentacles were broken off by the waist, and then the top of his head showed that B had lost twenty drops of blood.

It turns out that cutting off a tentacle is equivalent to consuming twenty drops of b.

Everyone suddenly had a plan, and their tentacles began to fight against B's tentacles.

Lin Zhao's operation wasted the team's previous efforts.

The moment the spear sank into B's weak spot, and the moment it was swallowed by the weak ring, B immediately let out a miserable cry.

Then, a burst of light that everyone couldn't react flashed, and the blood volume of everyone in the Gods Clan's team was instantly cleared, and B's blood volume lost another thousand drops of blood.

Although it is less than one thousandth of the total HP of this b, it has become the team with the highest damage in this competition.

The gods have won!

According to the rules of the competition, they won the national victory.

"Congratulations to the gods! Gods of World War I! Won the championship of this competition in the National People's Emperor Competition! "With a blood volume of 1,200 drops, it's already a mythical existence.

Lin Zhao is so rebellious that he can break the coercion of this b and hit such a damage.

"Gods!"

"Gods!"

Everywhere he could hear, it was all the voice calling for the Gods Clan, Lin Zhao took off his headphones, raised his eyes to look at the audience, and saw the audience cheering for him, which gave him a feeling that he had won the game.

"Boss, I still have enough equipment, what are you doing in a hurry to end the game?" Lin Dao looked distressed, if he picked up the equipment of these two teams, wouldn't it be a big deal?

"You're almost there, you're greedy." Qin Yi rewarded Lin Dao with a violent shudder, Lin Dao shrunk his neck in pain, and then stuck out his tongue.

Everyone took off their headphones together, and the members of the Gods team could go up to the podium to receive the award, and everyone couldn't wait to run to the podium to get their share of glory.

(End of chapter)

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