Chapter 152: Seeking?
In the hall, dozens of clowns filled the hall with throwing knives. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Their means of attack are very simple, they only throw throwing knives and throwing knives indiscriminately, and the throwing knives will split in two in an instant when they hit the bodies of other clowns.
At first, the heavy sword men went around cutting down the clowns, but as the clowns increased, they all retreated and stopped attacking, because these clowns themselves could divide their companions.
"Damn, when is it going to be a head like this?" Tofu held an axe in one hand to block the flying knife, and the other hand was busy taking medicine to replenish blood.
"Hold on, I'm going to mess with whoever came in to get paid." Yun's face was a little depressed, and he who was originally playing soy sauce turned into combat effectiveness.
Fortunately, there is the priest of Black Wind, although he is a combat priest, but the skills of the milkman are also good, and they are not inferior to those pure priests.
Originally, he was still attacking, and now he has changed to another set of equipment that increases healing power.,Judging from the current situation of the dagger in the sky.,Only wait for the boss to consume himself to death.。
With the support of pure healing equipment, although there is no pure meat shield, the skills are not bad, and the use of weapons to block their own drugs and the amount of milk of the black wind can barely support it.
I have to say, it's good to be rich......
But the firepower is getting more and more fierce, and the place where the heavy sword is located is the place where the firepower is the most dense, and the heavy sword has been wielded for a long time, and his physical strength has dropped the fastest among all of them at this time.
Now the firepower is so dense that he doesn't even have the space to eat food to restore his stamina.
An inattentive heavy sword appeared a flaw and was scratched by a flying knife, and the strength of the heavy sword, which was already declining in physical strength, also decreased, and three flying knives flew towards the flaw of the heavy sword.
The damage of the three flying knives was enough to cut the blood line of the current heavy sword, and at the critical moment, a tree vine stretched out to block the damage of the three flying knives.
It turned out that this was the same leaf bracelet that Bai Pine sold to Tsing Yi last time, which activated the effect and summoned a tree vine to come out.
The heavy sword immediately ate food to replenish his strength, and the black wind made up for the heavy sword in terms of blood volume, and the heavy sword nodded towards Tsing Yi and immediately put it into battle again.
With the addition of the vine, the situation has eased a lot at once, and the combat power of the vine with a cooldown of 15 minutes and a duration of 10 minutes is still very strong.
In addition, Tsing Yi is based on natural magic, which can add blood to plants, and the bay leaf bracelet can also double the recovery speed of the tree vine itself.
Tsing Yi's natural magic can control plants, and under Tsing Yi's manipulation, the vines are like an iron wall, and the loopholes that appear are filled by Tsing Yi.
Everyone is holding on, waiting for the clown to kill himself.
......
Bai Song looked at the mechanical heart boredly, and Xiao Wu next to him was in charge of guarding, but there was no danger in danger, but Bai Song was a little bored.
"Huh... Angry..."Bai Song yawned and rubbed his eyes: "I may have put a fake hundred-person boss." ”
Of course, this is just a boring joke of Bai Song, the boss is a real hundred-person boss.
White Pine's mechanical heart does not see the view of the hall, but it can show a rough point of light, and the six red points of light represent six players.
As for the dense blue points of light, it is naturally the hundred-person boss, only one of which is dark blue, and the others are much shallower.
From the point of light, Bai Song had already guessed that it was a clown with a thousand faces.
It's been more than ten minutes, but none of the six red light spots have decreased, but the blood volume of the hundred-person boss has been decreasing.
"It seems that it will not be easy to receive that task." Bai Song shook his head and said in his heart: "The master is worthy of being a master, and in the face of the hundred-person BOSS thousand-faced clown, he can also find weaknesses with a sharp shot, and he found a suitable countermeasure at the first time." ”
Judging from the point of light, Bai Song can naturally see that the six people must be holding on in formation, and Bai Song has been staying here because he is worried that the 100-person BOSS will be defeated.
If the 100-person BOSS is defeated, even if Bai Song will arouse the suspicion that someone is manipulating behind his back, he will use the heart of the machine to release another 100-person BOSS.
In fact, this battle has been over from the beginning, the difference is only in how much energy the mechanical heart will consume.
"But with the Clowns with a Thousand Faces, they shouldn't be able to win." Bai Song knows the strength of the Thousand-Faced Clown, even if he knows the weakness of the Thousand-Faced Clown, he can't do anything with the Thousand-Faced Clown with his current ability alone.
There are no absolutes in everything, and the white pine is still guarding until the six players or the clown with a thousand faces hang up their positions,
......
Although Tsing Yi and Hei Feng are within the protective circle formed by the four of them, they are now injured, and even the people on the periphery can no longer hold on.
Hei Feng's smile was long gone, and the eyebrows on his squinting eyes furrowed: "This boss, something is wrong." ”
Wrong?
Surviving alone, he used a longbow as a short sword to block a throwing knife, then nodded in agreement, "Something is really wrong. ”
The clown boss is still flying in the sky, and now there are hundreds of them, and it seems that breaking two hundred is a matter of minutes. The knives are getting denser and denser, and the clowns are getting more and more, but each clown doesn't seem to change.
"I took a throwing knife with my arm five minutes ago, and I took another knife with my arm just now." Speaking of this, surviving alone, his face was a little terrifying: "The damage has increased by six percent compared to five minutes ago. ”
That's a six-percent increase!
This passage quieted the atmosphere for a moment, and the only sound in the air was the sound of throwing knives breaking through the air, and the occasional clown's laughter could be heard.
Still struggling to hold on, it seems to have become instinct.
"The force of the triple knife that was used at me just now is a few points faster than the others." Heavy Sword waved the throwing knife and said, "This is not a split at all, we have all been deceived, that clown is a living liar." I had been targeting the clown who threw the deadly stab at me, and he was supposed to be the real thing. ”
"Add blood to me." After saying this, Chongjian rushed out with a big sword, and Hei Feng calmly gave Chongjian a sip of milk in a panic.
Is it really as the heavy sword says?
No one is sure, but what he said before surviving alone is not unreasonable, if it is a split, it doesn't make sense at all, and after the split, it will hurt more than before the split? There is no such thing at all!
From the moment the epee first attacked the clown boss and then split into two and two into four, everyone was misled into thinking that this was a boss with ineffective physical attacks.
"You liar." A sneer glistened at the corners of his mouth, and a faint white light flashed on the blade, slashing at one of the inconspicuous clowns with a majestic momentum. (To be continued.) )