Chapter Seventy-One: The Troll Realm
"The little tiger is not moving!" The battlefield is changing rapidly, Wu Qi didn't have time to think about it, he took command first.
Immovable as the top of the mountain with remnants of blood, dragging the tower shield and quickly running to the side, Schrödinger's tiger strode forward diagonally, blocking the pace of the troll king chasing the immobile mountain.
Shield Strike! Taunt! Slash!
In an instant, several skills of the shield warrior fell on the king of trolls, and his hatred value, which was originally second only to the immovable mountain, was rising steadily, and soon surpassed the immovable mountain and occupied the top of the hatred list.
The king of trolls looked down at Schrödinger's tiger, who was dancing with a small round shield and a one-handed sword in one hand and constantly creating hatred, but unexpectedly did not divert the hatred, and continued to stride sideways towards the immovable mountain.
Seeing this, the drunkard who had been immersed in the output of the troll king's side hurriedly strode forward, his body blocked in front of the troll king, and walked a few folded lines between the immobile mountain and the troll king in a row, and kept using his body to get in place, and the troll king was forced to stop in place as if he was imprisoned, unable to move.
It angrily raised its stick and tried to attack the drunkard, but the drunkard had a foresight, and the figure flickered, and the troll king suddenly lost his vision and lost his target.
By the time he tried to continue his pursuit, Schrödinger's tiger had a hard time creating hatred, and the troll king Tranlaar shifted his focus and began attacking the shield-clad warriors who were constantly harassing him.
The situation was temporarily stabilized by a wave of amazing movers from the drunkards.
Let's say that relying on the moving card monster has always been the standard for high-level games. In the past games, people and ghosts can show off the card monsters with one hand, and defeat the bosses who can't rely on conventional methods. But in the game "Hope", or in the Etherwin continent, the game of playing the boss of the moving card monster is unwilling to come to the conclusion that the moving card boss is not feasible at all! The bosses of the Etherwin continent will not stubbornly enforce the principle of aggro priority according to the high and low hatred at all, and only attack the player with the highest aggro value.
It's okay if you just use the Shift Card Monster a little bit to stall for time. But if you take this as the basis for fighting the boss, you will definitely be taught to be a person in minutes. The simplest is the original game's top long-range output player's favorite card hatred tactic of pulling each other, replaced by the boss of the Essevin continent, who has the possibility of chasing a mage from beginning to end······
The shield CD was restored, and the full Immovable Mountain replaced Schrödinger's Tiger with a new face, and began to face the Troll King Tranlaar again.
"Except for the deputy T, the rest of the people should not stand within three yards of the mountain!" On the other hand, Wu Qi judged the splash range of the splash damage according to the damage prompts in the team channel and the melee members of the group who received splash damage, and reminded him in time.
He recalled the scene when the Troll King suddenly launched a special attack before, "Before the Troll King's previous attack, several inscriptions on its weapon suddenly lit up with a dark blue light, and if you pay attention, you can react in time. ”
Before Wu Qi could finish speaking, the familiar dark blue light flickered again on the stick raised by the Troll King.
"Be careful!" The singing of the priest's bagpipes is a reminder.
Immovable as a mountain instantly adjusted his defensive stance, and a light blue shield was held up again.
Nan Shirt was quick in his eyes, he quickly chanted and cast spells, and a milky white light fell on the shield of the immovable mountain, and the color of the light blue shield became deeper and thicker.
Shield Enhancement!
At the same time, the stick rose and fell, smashing the body of the body. The body of the immovable mountain was stunned, the sharp teeth at the lower end of the tower shield pierced into the ground, and the body of the immovable mountain smoothed back a few feet with the tower shield, and the heavy shield trembled and swayed, crisscrossing the cracks like spider webs densely and creaking and climbing up, but in the end it was not broken.
-960!
The damage floated up, not exceeding four digits, which also made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and a light green or milky white healing light fell on the top of the mountain at the same time as the damage rose, and the blood volume of the mountain returned to full value.
How long is the interval between this, and the skill CD is so short······ No, no, it should be the passive effect of the weapon······
Wu Qi's mind turned sharply, and he quickly analyzed, "The special attack should be the passive effect of the boss's weapon, and the trigger frequency is very high, so don't be careless." The secondary T is ready to replace him at any time, and try to ensure that the main T is in good condition. ”
The Troll King's special attacks come with a shield-breaking effect, and the tank's damage reduction shield is easily forced into the CD. But none of the Troll King's skills have been released, and it is not good news to consume the damage reduction skills of the main T too early.
Everyone also understands this truth, and in the next time, let Schrödinger's tiger resist the attack of the king of trolls as much as possible, delay the cooldown of the shield of the main T, ensure that most of the skills earn good CDs, and avoid embarrassing things that do not have enough life-saving skills in unexpected situations.
The Troll King, Tranral, gasped for air, and his thick, long hair smewed a slight heat that spilled out of the heat.
As the battle continued, the time prolonged, the bloody breath became more and more intense, the heat became more and more diffuse, and then the rich bloody breath could be felt on the battlefield.
It seemed to be affected by the bloody breath, and it seemed that he was waiting for the rich blood to fill the audience, and the troll king Tran Laar glanced at the battlefield with his eyes, and the dark blue pupils of the lantern-like eyes rose from the depths of the enchanting red, tyranny, cruelty, irritability, calmness, and so on were contained in it.
It opened its mouth softly and chanted incantations, the ancient trolls' strange and awkward words, deep and mysterious, with a deep condensation of blood and evil in it.
"Troll Realm!"
Because of this spell, the troll king Tranral lit up the inscriptions on his dark blue skin and hair, flashing an unusually red, bloody light.
As soon as the inscription was lit up, the bloody aura that permeated the battlefield and did not dissipate returned as if at the call of the call, from the mouth and nose, from the skin, into the body of the Troll King, whose burly and muscular body was visibly rapidly inflated and inflated like an inflatable one.
The bloody qi on the battlefield became thinner and thinner, and the body of the troll king also swelled more and more, like a huge and round ball, and the limbs and head were squeezed on the ball, which made people tremble, fearing that the next moment the "ball" would burst open, and the explosion damage swept the whole field; Fear that the next moment the Troll King's abdomen will crack open, and a new monster covered in blood will crawl out of the inner intestines and the wriggling of flesh and blood.