Black flames, with an aura of destruction and darkness, fell from the sky, seething and beeping, enveloping the distance of thirty yards centered on the shield warrior drunkard.

The distance of thirty yards is only the limit distance of the priest's healing and the mage's magic attack at this stage, which also means that everyone is within the range of the black flames, the difference is only the distance from the center point.

-60！

Wu Qi had already changed into the original Windranger suit in an instant, and the set skill was launched. Wu Qi had just risen a damage on his body, and he had already run out of the range of the black flame. Wu Qi was pleasantly surprised by his escape, and he hurriedly looked over. The drunkards, Lin Haofeng, Nanming and the others all used their own means, either to speed up, or to drink potions, because they reacted in advance and were far away from the center of the black flame, they ran out against the damage.

Unfortunately, the three shield-armored warriors who were already standing together, the drunkard barely resisted for a while with enough HP resistance, and the large bowl of intestines and azure potion were not so lucky. The damage jumped over their heads four times, and they bottomed out and fell to the ground.

The first strategy dungeon, declared a failure!

Wu Qi secretly regretted that although there was a slight hardship ahead, he was careless because there was no reason for attrition. Now that everyone is close to blood, it is impossible for the Dark Elf High Priest to fight, only next time.

"The drunkard drags the boss, and everyone quits the fight!"

The drunkard carried the shield and faced the boss meticulously, as an MT, it was normal to be abandoned by his teammates, especially the wasteland dungeon, he had long been used to it.

The rest of the people quickly escaped the hatred of the High Priest of the Dark Elves with the drunkard's delay, and they continued to descend the stairs until they exited the main hall before stopping.

"System message: Your teammate drunkard has died."

The system news made Wu Qi a little silent, he looked up and counted the number of the team, in addition to the three shield battles all died in the black flames of the dark elf high priest, the mage half-step hell was not spared, and he was also hung up.

Wu Qi nodded apologetically at the drinker,

"Forty silver coins have been transferred to you."

The drunkard waved his hand, not caring in the slightest. He saw Wu Qi's solemn face and explained: "It's normal for the failure of land reclamation, don't care too much." It should be over next time. ”

Wu Qi nodded silently, he naturally knew this truth. However, as a commander, he could not escape the blame for this failure, which made him feel a little depressed.

"Let's wait for them to come over, and we'll discuss how to deal with the Dark Elf High Priest." The drunkard spoke.

Wu Qi was about to speak, the sound of half-step hell in the chat bar sounded, because he was in a trance at the time, he missed the best time to run out of the black flame range, and became the only one who hung up except for the shield battle, which made him somewhat annoyed.

"Humph! If you don't have the ability, don't think about commanding the team, when the boss has 50% HP, you have to make a big move, which is a well-known thing. You didn't expect that as a commander? ”

Wu Qi frowned and did not speak. I didn't expect the boss's range attack to be his mistake, but the opening of the wasteland is all unknown, and it is normal for the team to be attrition or even to wipe out the group, and the half-step hell is playing on the topic!

Wu Qi did not speak, it does not mean that others will not express their opinions.

The drunkard said in a deep voice: "To open up the wasteland copy, the team is supposed to be reduced. ”

"Okay, brother-in-law, I know that you helped Jin Song to win over people." Xu is hanging up made Half-Step Hell feel unhappy, and he didn't care that Wu Qi was in the chat group, "But people are already going to form a team to work alone, does it make sense for you to help others open up wasteland like this?" ”

"If our studio and Glory studio merged, we would have been able to open up the wasteland independently a long time ago! In the town of Clair, we can also be among the best! ”

Glory Studio is in the top 50 ranks in China all the year round, and there are no top masters like drunkards and drunkards, but fortunately, they have a lot of money, and elite masters have recruited a lot.

The drunkard frowned, and said unhappily, "Didn't I say it a long time ago?" It is impossible for our studio to merge with Song Feng's studio, so you will have less contact with Song Feng in the future! ”

"The game "Hope" is such a big cake, if you don't take the lead early, and then want to get a piece of the pie later, it's too late!" "Now all the studios are either seeking to cooperate or simply merge, just to strengthen their own capabilities and wait for the union to be established." And our studio is resting on its laurels at this time, thinking about the business model of the mercenary group, hehe, sooner or later, it will be swallowed by others and there will be no bones..."

"That's it!" The drunkard interrupted abruptly, "How the studio runs is my own business, I know it in my heart. ”

"Huh..." Half-Step Hell seemed to be angry too, and he was about to speak, when the drunkard simply pushed him out of the chat.

"You've removed the chat!"

The half-step hell was stunned for a moment, the yin and yang on his face changed, and then he smiled coldly.

"You're out of your current team."

He simply didn't even participate in the dungeon and quit the team directly. The screen turns. Half-Step Hell appears outside the dungeon.

At this time, he looked down and saw that someone was sending him a message.

"Drunkards, they went down to the dungeon? How's the process? ”

"It's just helping others······" Half-Step Hell sneered and told the man what had happened.

The man pondered for a while, this matter was not the purpose of his call, he simply skipped it and went straight to the point, "How are things going on over there?" ”

Half-Step Hell groaned: "The ordinary members of the studio are not a big problem, but the elite group has always been in his hands, and there are not many people who can win over. ”

"I want people from his elite group." That person is categorical, and he grabs a lot of ordinary members, what's the use of having more? The team's wilderness, first pass, and PK all rely on elite players to compete. "In this way, I'll raise the original price by three more tiers, and you can pull a few more."

The face of the half-step hell is a little complicated, the players of the elite group are all brought out by the drunkards, and if he is not careful, things will be exposed, in today's society, the law is sound, and the things in the game are no exception.

However, he thought about the original matter, and it was too late to stop it. He thought hatefully.

It could have been discussed, but you didn't agree. Don't blame me, I'm here for the future of the studio. You don't care, your old brothers don't necessarily don't care.

Thinking of this, Half-Step Hell nodded and said, "No problem, I will try my best to complete this side of things." ”

"Hmm!" The smug in the man's tone couldn't be hidden, "When your side succeeds and the two studios merge, this game will have a place for our two brothers!" ”

"Haha!"