"Cihang Pudu!"

"Cihang Pudu!"

"Compassion ......"

Cihang Pudu, which has been upgraded to level 10, can be cast ten times a day.

Modo was also out of the way, waving his staff frantically, and constantly casting Cihang Pudu, wanting to rely on these hundreds of Terran players who had been blown up, turning to die demons and gods.

It's not just about making a name for yourself.

"As long as the players of the Demon Race and the Protoss are killed, the players of the Human Race have no equipment, and they can't hold on at all, and they will also die."

"At that time, there will be only one person left in this auction venue, Modo!"

"All the treasures, including those two artifacts, are all my Modo's, all of them!"

"Waha, the moment of my Modo's rise has finally come!"

Thinking of this, Modo has a kind of excitement that the climax is about to come.

But.

Right in the next moment.

The excitement came to an abrupt end.

Two more figures appeared in the venue.

These are two figures that Modo is very familiar with, and they are also a combination of basic feelings that many players are familiar with.

Guardian God of War Hodin!

Praiser Qin Shi Mingyue!

One of these two has a martyrdom that transfers damage to allies, and the other has a Praise of Light that allows the target to turn damage into health regeneration.

It's the perfect combination.

A combination that's so perfect that it's desperately close.

Thereupon.

After a fight with Huangquan in the Temple of Light, these two became good friends, inseparable good friends.

Kill people and goods, and the two of them are together.

Fight the boss and brush the book, and the two of them are together.

Even when I went shopping and bought things, the two were also together.

Good friends!

The closest best friend!

Thereupon.

At the Treasure Auction Conference, these two good friends also appeared together.

The appearance of these two people sounded the clarion call for the Protoss to counterattack.

"Martyrdom!"

All the Protoss players, including Qin Shi Mingyue, were all protected by the huge light shield that suddenly appeared.

"Praise to the Light!"

The god of war, Hodin, who has suffered all the damage, has a blood bar that does not fall but rises, and every time he is damaged, he adds blood.

The Protoss is already invincible!

"Kill, kill the Terrans, kill the Demons!"

"The Protoss is invincible!"

"Dominate the world!"

"Dominating the Universe ......"

The invincible Protoss players launched a bombardment against the Terrans and the Demons.

There is no need to add blood.

The damage was all carried by the god of war, Hodin.

All the energy points are converted into extremely aggressive magic, and you can output as much as you want.

Under the bombardment of the Protoss players, the players of the human and demon races were defeated and retreated.

At this pace, it won't be long before the Protoss will be the final victor.

The winner is amazing.

The countless pieces of equipment that burst out of the venue will all fall into the hands of Protoss players.

The thousands of treasures in the auction will all fall into the hands of Protoss players.

It's the last two artifacts, which are also of the Protoss.

Predictable.

With the help of this large pile of treasures on the ground, the high-end combat power of the Protoss will soar several steps in an instant, and those two artifacts will help the Protoss create an emperor who can crush everyone.

At that time, the Protoss will no longer be the Protoss who are bullied by others.

At that time, the abuse and slaughter of demons, the Protoss is invincible in the world.

Invincible?

How can this work?

The Terrans don't want to, and neither do the Demons!

So, no!

So, just do it!

Modo, frantically casting the little Cihang Pudu that was left, persevered.

The players of the demon race,While holding on,Prayer at the same time。

Prayer?

Not.

"What about our demon Templars, why Mao hasn't appeared yet!"

"Hurry up, if you don't come again, the demons will be finished!"

"Wipe, what's the ink, come on!"

"Seven nights, Caesar, and the Yellow Sand Hundred Battles, you have one!"

Come to one?

Seven Nights and Caesar are tearing apart in the Legion War, so how can they care about this treasure auction.

Besides, Seven Nights is the one who is sensitive, Caesar is the one who is powerful, these two people, even if they come in, they have no eggs!

As for the Yellow Sand Hundred Battles, this unlucky kid received a difficult task scroll yesterday, and as a result, he is still deeply trapped in it.

So.

Doomed.

There will be no Templar Knights from the Demons.

But.

The Templars didn't, but the masters still did.

A white light lit up.

Five people entered the venue.

As soon as they saw these five people, the demon players were instantly excited.

"Li Langalos!"

"Evan Gatling!"

"Soldier Striker!"

“……”

Five people.

A team.

Each of them is a well-known character.

Even if there is no hidden class, the Legion of Destruction is still a top-notch existence.

When these five people entered the venue, the demon players were instantly excited.

Rush!

Sweeping the form in front of him, Li Lan Garros didn't say a word, and directly launched a wind rush.

This is no ordinary wind rush.

This is the galley rush of Lelan Garros.

Sou!

The figure is like lightning, shooting out.

Rumble!

The war knife chopped down fiercely, and the powerful force nailed the god of war Hodin in place.

Praise of the Light?

Be!

Praise of Light can transform damage.

But.

Tempest Rush isn't looking for damage, it's about stunning.

Praise of Light can only transform damage, but not status.

A galley sprint, the god of war, Hodin, was stunned in place.

It's not just vertigo.

At the same time as this stun, the martyrdom that needed to continue to cast spells was interrupted, and the light shield that guarded the Protoss players shattered with a bang.

The invincibility of the Protoss is gone.

"Kill!"

"Kill the Protoss!"

"Kill Qin Shi Mingyue first!"

"Rush!"

A rare opportunity.

Li Lan Garros gave an order, and all the players of the demon clan launched a concentrated fire attack towards Qin Shi Mingyue, wanting to kill Qin Shi Mingyue in the shortest possible time, and completely overturn the pair of hateful dead friends.

But.

"Praise to the Light!"

Another bright salute, this time, Qin Shi Mingyue added it to himself.

Thereupon.

Qin Shi Mingyue was also invincible.

Thereupon.

The Demon player's concentrated fire attack did not cause the slightest damage to Qin Shi Mingyue.

No way.

You can only attack ordinary players of the Protoss first.

Li Lan Garros brandished his sword, took the demon player, and rushed out.

But.

Protoss players are not vegetarians either.

Qin Shi Mingyue's eyes were pointed.

"Set fire to Li Langaros, set fire to him!"

Thereupon.

Boom Boom Boom ......

After a large blast of magic, Li Langalos, who was charging, hit the street.

Resurrection!

The Doom Sentai has three wise men.

With a blow of light redemption, Lelan Garros stood up.

The next moment.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Lee Langaros hit the streets again.

Resurrection.

Hit the street again.

Also resurrected!

Not.

There is no energy value.

There is no resurrection.

Then let's export!

The three wise men of the Destruction Clan, wielding their staffs, are frantically outputting them.

But I forgot, there's another Hayes.

"Ahhh......h

With a scream, Hays, who was walking in the crowd in a coquettish posture, also threw himself into the street with a scream.

This street fight is different from the street fight of Li Langalos.

The man Li Langaros was killed by the player's set of fire, and the explosion was only a few pieces of equipment.

Hayes was burned to death by the force of destruction.

This death, uproar, explosion is called a gorgeous ah, which directly frightened Evan Gatling and the others.

"Damn, what's the situation?"

"Nima, why did you explode so much!"

"Oh no, this map is weird!"

"Rub, do we want to resurrect Garros?"

"Don't! Don't resurrect him! If he also explodes, it will be a tragedy! ”

All right.

Li Langaros had no choice but to lie quietly on the ground, watching the melee.

The scuffle continues.