A huge octopus monster squeezed out of the abyss, and the sight of it reminded people of Jason the Sandwalker, but it was much larger than Jason, and it was very hideous, exuding a brutal and powerful aura all over its body.

Its tentacles are not simple tentacles, and each tentacle can be seen as a big boss.

As soon as they make contact, the player is killed by a large number of them.

Fortunately, Su Mo saw the opportunity early and directly put away the battleship Destroying Heaven and Earth, otherwise this second-class cruiser would have been smashed to pieces today.

After the battleship was taken away, all the people and things on it fell into the water, but Su Mo couldn't control all this.

If he can deal damage to the octopus monster, Su Mo doesn't mind sacrificing the battleship.

But the actual result was that there was no hope at all, and the battleship was like a small paper boat in front of such an octopus monster.

"Ballista, giant ballista!" Su Mo shouted loudly.

The giant ballista was wound, and a giant crossbow canopy that surpassed the rules of the spear flew out, and the crossbow shook and a cloud of ashes rose.

The crossbow arrows that Su Mo gave him expectations did not do as he imagined.

If the crossbow bolt can cause damage to monsters, then everyone should spend more effort to fight the boss, be prepared to pay huge sacrifices, and always be able to solve the boss.

However, if it is like now, the giant crossbow bolt does not even hurt the fur of the octopus......

That's a.

Escape?

Retreat to reduce losses?

Su Mo's mind was spinning wildly, he didn't know what else he could do.

It was the most sensible thing to tell the man to take back the property of Huggins Town, take everything he could, and wait until he had the opportunity to come back and rebuild Huggins, but he didn't want to do it.

"Thorin, where has Thorin gone!" Su Mo yelled loudly.

There is really nothing left for the player, the ballista is the most powerful attack the player can use at the moment, if this means is useless, everything else is in vain.

NPCs should have a way.

So he remembered Thorin Sartre, the commander in charge of liaising between the players and the natives, who had never made much of a difference, and it was Su Mo's men who fought on the Great Wall.

"I saw that he seemed to be gone." One of the players said with a pale face.

"What do you mean?" Su Mo was puzzled.

"It seems to have escaped, and I don't know." Players voice their guesses.

"It's impossible, you shut up, I'll fire you if you talk nonsense." Su Mo snorted coldly, and the player suddenly didn't dare to say anything.

Everyone is a player, no one is superior, but Su Mo is different, he is not only a nominal commander on the Great Wall, but also a spiritual commander, no one will be unconvinced, he said that it is impossible, and the players who provide information are even more uncertain.

"When did you see him leave?" Su Mo pulls the player who is about to run to fight.

"About an hour ago." The player said.

"Okay, go to the fight, take care of yourself." Su Mo patted him on the shoulder and trotted to the NPC camp.

He didn't believe that Thorin Sartre would be a deserter.

He is not a new recruit who has just entered the battlefield, Thorin Sartre has been on the battlefield for a long time, has made great achievements, and has experienced countless tests of life and death, if he is greedy for life and afraid of death, he will not be able to get to this point today.

What's more, his surname is Sartre.

The former royal family, even if he died, he couldn't afford to lose the people who escaped.

Su Mo, who originally wanted everyone to evacuate to avoid losing experience, changed his mind after thinking about it.

"Under your feet is the Great Wall, our defense line, our homeland, our position, and what is in front of us is a great test, death, and fear, so we should escape, retreat, and strategically shift, but are you willing?" Su Mo's voice resounded throughout the Great Wall defense line, and most of Huggins could even hear it.

"The enemy is too strong, but should we retreat because the enemy is strong?"

"You're afraid of losing experience, you're afraid of losing your equipment, you're afraid of being touched by this damn big octopus and you're going to die."

"But are we afraid of death? Are we afraid of death? ”

The players who had already been defeated stopped, they were not fools, they would not be brainwashed easily, and they would not be able to stir up their blood boiling with just two sentences.

But Su Mo's voice was asking them.

Afraid of death?

The number of people who retreated gradually decreased, and many people stopped.

"Isn't it death if you're afraid of a hammer?"

"Play a broken game, what's there to be afraid of dying."

"I think that when we opened up a copy of the wasteland, we had to die at least seventy or eighty times a night, who cares about this."

"Don't retreat, Lao Tzu will die here today, come, give Lao Tzu a free return trip."

Players began to rush in ahead of the curve, and the octopus monsters that had already logged in were frantically besieged by players.

The Scales of Victory –

It did not change with the intensity of the counterattack, and the ants bit the elephant more, and that was because the elephant had a weakness and was able to break through the defense.

No, no player will be able to deal damage to the Octopus.

None of the forced blood reductions.

How much blood did the octopus monster come to this world, and it is still how much blood there is.

However, if you want to trample ants to death, you must also raise your feet, under the command of Su Mo, the player perfectly interprets what the art of sending to death is.

Equipment is lost on the ground, and experience is rapidly decreasing.

But everyone doesn't care, dying can also be generous, and if anyone can survive the attack of the octopus monster a little longer, it will immediately become a very proud thing.

Even so, the octopus monster gradually approached the Great Wall of Huggins.

The Great Wall has been broken, and it has been missed for a short time, but it is the first time that a single tentacle like this has overturned a large area and collapsed as if it were decaying.

The players were red-eyed, and even those who had just been resurrected were once again engaged in the fight.

The apostles could no longer play a role in turning the tide, and with the exception of a few who campaigned for the resurrection of Kergard, the remaining apostles were almost completely wiped out.

According to the saying with the most likes, that is, death, death, and getting used to it.

Su Mo's hand on the conning tower trembled a little, he was not a real war machine, he was a person, or the kind with a cold face and a warm heart, seeing such a scene, his heart trembled a little.

"Thorin, Thorin, you must not let me down, or I will not let you go even if the monsters can't kill you natives."

The conning tower was soon destroyed as well, and the obvious structure could not escape the octopus's eyes all over its body.

From the resurrection point, Su Mo saw the octopus monster that was still slaughtering not far away.

The octopus monster has broken through the Great Wall defenses and is beginning to wreak havoc in the rear, and if nothing else, its path will undoubtedly be the largest city in the land, Huggins.