Chapter 135: Diverting the Target

"My gear!"

Gao Yang screamed, ignoring his sore face and missing two teeth, and quickly got up to check the sound of the wind and the breastplate of the mist.

Don't worry about the Misty Breastplate for the time being, after all, it has its own ability to automatically recover, and it restores 1% per minute in a non-combat state, and now it still has more than half of its durability, but it can't pass through the wind.

Although it is not a piece of armor to block, it still does not last much.

Gao Yang was most worried about the equipment on his body exploding now, and after turning over and getting up, he hurriedly faced the sleeping strongmaster head-on, trying to delay time with the durability of the Misty Breastplate.

The Sleeping Strongmaster moves stiffly and slowly, but has a terrifying explosiveness.

Because of its possession of weapons, its bloody bite is completely different from that of the Sleeping Slayer, who pounces on and gnaws and scratches like the most savage animal, and it has to say that the durability of the latter's equipment is simply devastating.

They also knew the problem Gao Yang was currently facing, because of Gao Yang's terrifying defense, the blood-stained wine didn't need to worry about his blood volume, so all four of them began to output with all their strength as output.

With up to 750 defense and 10,500 health, this kind of blood defense is devastating for the average player team, and it is not easy for the current team of 5 players.

The blood-stained light yarn with more than a thousand agility was just the first arrow, and there was a miss situation, and it was two consecutive shots that missed together.

"It's too bad."

Bloodstained Wine groaned for a moment: "The agility attribute of the light yarn is definitely beyond the critical value of the Sleeping Strongman's hit, so we can conclude that her miss rate is the basic miss chance of the Sleeping Strongman, let's not fight yet." ”

After attacking in one round, except for Dandelion's lucky hit, which only had more than 1,700 damage, she used her staff to bring less than 1,000 damage to the Sleeping Strongholder, reducing its HP by nearly 10%.

"Hehe, that's it, we'll be able to kill it soon."

The blood-stained dandelion was in good spirits.

Constantly staining the light veil with the blood of the ordinary attack Ping A Sleeping Strongman, one arrow after another misses, and in the end, only 1 out of 10 arrows hit.

The unbelieving dandelion rushed to the slumbering strongman who was constantly slashing and killing Gao Yang to attack in close quarters, and missed all 10 times, and then retreated with a little unhappiness on his face.

"1 out of 10 is 1 out of 10, it doesn't matter, it's only 10,000 points of blood anyway."

The bloodstained veil said lightly, and the team began to increase their firepower, but the situation after that was not good.

"It's starting to bleed back."

Gao Yang's heart moved, he didn't dare to try to fight against the sleeping strongman at all, after all, killing the little minion in front of him, there was still a king worm to fight behind, which was even more challenging.

Using the characteristics of the sleeping slaughterer to eat taunts, constantly exchanging distance for time, when it makes a jump or culling action, Gao Yang uses the displacement skill to dodge, and the taunt time is a little longer, he immediately rushes up to charge and taunt, stuck in the bloody bite cooldown time of the triple hit, and firmly controls the hatred.

In this way, the durability of the equipment is barely preserved.

At this time, Gao Yang noticed that something was wrong, and the words +210 that bounced every second on the top of the sleeping strongman's head made the corners of his mouth twitch.

2% blood return per second, 90% of the basic evasion rate, the total effective output of the four people adds up to almost 6500-7000, Gao Yang's side wants to control the hatred, it is impossible to let four people attack at close range, so in addition to the blood-stained light yarn attack speed is greater than 1 per second, the other three people can only use skills to make up the damage, it would be good to put one in 2 seconds, and the total second damage has been reduced to about 4500.

However, the 10% hit rate is only for the blood-stained light yarn, and several other people, whether it's Park Daji or Dandelion, are generally agile, and the blood-stained wine is lower than the normal level of local tyrant players at this level because of the pursuit of attack and life, and the hit rate of the three people is miserable.

Gao Yang judged it in a valid second, I am afraid that it is only a little bit in the early 300s, and it is not even easy to say that it is not even 300, and the sleeping bulge replies to 210 points per second, can this not make people vomit blood.

"Gao Yang, pay attention, this grandson seems to be abandoning you."

The blood-stained wine screamed.

Gao Yang was slightly stunned, and when he looked up, he found that the Sleeping Strongholder's eyes were swimming, salivating at some other players not far away.

At this time, in the entire eggshell light mask, in general, 40 players are divided into 5 areas to deal with 5 sleeping slaughterers, but not all of them are fighting, a circle with a radius of 20 meters is actually very large, and the sleeping slaughterer is not as powerful as the slaughterer, so there are more than ten people who are in a state of watching the show, and almost half of them are bound to win, or the profession is not suitable for the current battle or is in a sense of vigilance, and there is no choice to fight, and they are outside the team.

The Sleeping Ruler is aiming at two unconscious female players, who may not be needed in the team, as they are both staff classes, but it is likely that they did not join the battle out of disgust for the ugly and disgusting appearance of the Sleeping Ruler, and they did not know what they were discussing with each other without warning.

"Hey, you two!"

Gao Yang hurriedly shouted from afar.

The two female players turned their heads suspiciously, and Gao Yang made a gesture of waving his hands, signaling the two to stay away: "The monsters on our side may want to attack you, dodge!" ”

"How is this possible, so far away."

One short-haired female player laughed, thinking that Gao Yang was accosting her under an excuse, while the other said more seriously: "Now our movement area is just like this, your side is not the closest to us, where can we hide." ”

Gao Yang felt that what the other party said made sense for a while, and only when the distance was closer could he make the judgment of the target he chose to attack through his behavior and expression, and the two female players were too far apart, so he naturally didn't believe Gao Yang's statement.

When Gao Yang was about to say something, a foul-smelling fishy wind blew in front of him, and then he saw the ugly and disgusting body of the sleeping strongman appear nearly 10 meters away, and suddenly fell, and a long bone knife in his hand slashed directly at their bodies in the frightened and frightened screams of the two women.

Speaking of which, the two of them were lucky, the blood defense added up to exceed the output ability of the sleeping strongman, and the two reacted quickly, holding back the great fright and quickly got up, and fled in the wilderness.