It's not just demons attacking the Terrans.

The Protoss players who lost their invincibility because Nostom's silence was gold naturally put this hatred on the heads of the Terrans.

Anyway, I can't defeat the demons.

It's a dead death anyway.

Then let's just drag the Terrans to die together.

The Protoss player, who was not silenced, brandished his staff and launched a retaliatory attack against the Terrans, and the main recipient of this attack was naturally Nostom.

Boom Boom Boom ......

A flurry of damage figures burst out from the top of Nostom's head.

It's just the base damage determined by the rank.

There are also high damage dealt successfully.

In just an instant, Nostom's HP exploded by more than half.

That's a panic!

The frightened Nosholm is a revenant.

Add blood!

Crazy blood!

Wielding his staff, Nostom held on.

Inadequate.

Compared to the Protoss player's fire-focused attack, Nostom's healing is simply not enough.

As a last resort.

Nostom hurriedly gulped a bottle of Dazi, which could restore 100% health, hoping to persevere.

Da Zi is really awesome.

After snorting a bottle, Nosholm was directly full of blood.

But.

Useless.

Silence is gold, and it's too hateful.

The Protoss was originally in a good situation, but because this silence was golden, now it is all buried.

Hatred, fanatical hatred.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The magic that flew in the sky continued to bombard Nosholm without stopping.

A wave.

A wave.

Another wave.

Poof!

The medicine fell into a cool, the healing skills were unable to make ends meet, and Nostom, who had held on for a few seconds, could no longer bear it and fell straight to the ground.

But.

Although it is dead.

Nostom, however, was not too sad, but with a look of joy on his face.

Thankfully.

Because it was killed by the player, it is a normal explosion rate.

Look at Modo again.

The unlucky child was set on fire by dozens of magic spells, and the remaining hundreds of points of blood were devoured by the power of destruction before Modo could cast his healing skills.

Thereupon.

Whoa......

Modo exploded directly into a whiteboard.

Compared to the unlucky guy Modo, Nostom's luck is indeed good.

Not.

Return to the battlefield.

Nosholm died.

Mordo also died.

Of the three Terran Templars, two have already died.

As for the remaining lone wolf, it didn't show up at all.

It's the same if you don't appear, if you don't come, if you don't come, once you come, as a lone wolf of power, in this map full of destruction, it's a pure tragedy.

Obviously, there is little hope for the Terrans.

Sure enough.

Under the joint siege of the demons and the gods, the puff ......, but in just a few tens of seconds, the nearly 100 Terran players in the venue were all killed.

Only the Protoss and the Demons remain.

The outcome is already predictable.

The Protoss' friend group has been abolished.

The strongest output of Kavin III is also dumb.

On the other hand, the demons.

Although Li Langaros is dead, his death was killed by the player, and the equipment is still there, as long as he is resurrected, then he can continue to fight.

Looking at Li Lan Garros's teammates, except for Hayes, the unlucky guy, the remaining three wise men are still there.

It's a master.

There is also the attribute advantage that comes with this kind of clan talent.

For a while, under the leadership of Evan Gatlin and others, the demon players grabbed the Protoss players and beat them all the way, first destroying Kavin III, who was no longer able to add blood, and then destroying Kavin III's teammates, and then, there was a wild bombardment, and the Protoss was killed and injured everywhere.

"Win!"

"Waha, I'm still the most ******** temple knight in our demon clan, in front of our demon clan, Mao is not!"

"Pick up equipment, the best equipment all over the ground, cool!"

"Brothers, let's all say in advance, the treasures auctioned at the auction, we can't compete maliciously, whoever needs it will be given to whomever you want, everyone will save some money!"

"That's a must-drop!"

"One piece per person, bid in order!"

Picking up gear?

Treasures?

The idea is good.

But.

Right in the next moment.

Swish!

A flag suddenly appeared in the middle of the venue.

Black flag.

Golden ripples.

It looks like an ordinary battle flag.

But.

As soon as this battle flag appeared, the demon players changed color in unison.

"it, my state!"

"Not good, Soul Eater Battle Banner!"

"I'm rubbing, it's a farewell team!"

"It's over, why are they here!"

The Soul Eater Battle Banner is just too famous.

There are simply too many players planted on this flag.

As soon as the battle flag is released, all buffs are cleared.

As soon as the battle flag came out, the attributes of demon players plummeted.

Don't underestimate the nature of this plunge.

Without these buffs, the healing skill that could have increased five or six thousand health points plummeted to about four thousand points, and the upper limit of health that originally exceeded 10,000 points plummeted by thousands of points, and the original threatening power of destruction could no longer be ignored.

Not to mention.

The Soul Eater Battle Banner appeared, and the Farewell Clan naturally appeared.

Mo Shaojun, who can chop people to death with one knife.

A supreme treasure that can unleash several wind rushes in a row.

There is also a king of Nanshan who can scare people to death just by his looks.

Of course.

The last thing that cannot be ignored is the small bell.

The explosive light output and high intelligence attributes of the damage are definitely the nemesis of the wise.

That super buff skill made I don't know how many wise people drooled.

Resurrection, healing, purification, absolute omnipotence.

In the face of such a farewell team, it is strange not to be afraid.

Not to mention.

After a series of battles, although the demons have already wiped out the players of the human race and the god race, there are less than a hundred remaining demon players.

A hundred people against the Farewell team, just thinking about it makes me scared.

Thereupon.

The demon players looked around in a panic, looking for the figures of the Farewell Clan.

But.

Looking around, everyone didn't find any enemies, only this Soul Devouring Battle Banner waving in the wind.

"Huh? What about people? ”

"I'm rubbing, why don't you see anyone just with the battle flag?"

"Could it be that this battle flag is not goodbye to the team?"

"Rub, who the summoned the battle flag, scared Lao Tzu to death!"

"Depressed, all the state is gone."

"If it's gone, it's gone, as long as it's not the Farewell Legion, who are we demons afraid of!"

"That's it, destroy people and slaughter gods, the demons are invincible!"

A false alarm.

The Demon player continues to bend down to pick up equipment.

But.

Right in the next moment.

Swish!

Another flag appeared in the venue.

It's still a familiar flag.

It is still a very representative flag.

This time, not the battle flag.

This time, it's the military flag.

A banner that gives Demon players a 30% chance to consume an additional 1 energy when casting a skill.

The appearance of this military flag is like the last straw that breaks the camel's back, making the demons who are struggling to persist under the erosion of the power of destruction even worse.

", Guan Shanyue!"

"It's the Soul Devouring Battle Banner again, it's the Guan Shanyue Army Banner again, and it's the Farewell Clan!"

"Damn, where are these bastards hiding?"

"Come out, if you have the ability to stand up and fight with Lao Tzu, what kind of ability is it to hide your head and show your tail!"

"Bastard, where the hell are you hiding?"