Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Light Elf Lord
"Hey buddy, no, it's not a group of elite monsters at level fifty-eight. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" A big man covered in muscles walked over and smiled: "Seeing that your equipment is good, let's brush it together, be more efficient." ”
"I'm sorry, I'm here to do a mission with my girlfriend." Lin Jun rejected him with a slight smile.
Wei Wei's face flushed, she had never hidden her name outside, but Lin Jun habitually put on a dark blood fraud mask and hid her name.
"Alright then, good luck." The berserker looked at Wei Wei's departing figure and scratched his head suspiciously: "Wei Xiao? Why is this name so familiar, could it be the priest that Lao Li knew before in the Sunset Empire? ”
Level 60 light elf is a kind of floating sphere creature in the air, this monster looks definitely a girl killer, the furry feeling is a harmless expression of humans and animals, they are not active attack monsters, but if you provoke it, its attack not only has a certain chance of attaching a paralyzing effect, but also has been superimposed with a low-level 'lightfall' effect, although the damage is much worse than the Lady of Radiance, but if it is always stacked, the damage is also very high.
"Brother into the group, no." Another voice floated over, and an archer came to Lin Jun from afar: "We still have a deputy tan, can your magic resistance reach two thousand and five?" ”
"I'm sorry, I'm here on a mission." Lin Jun smiled and refused to look at this team at the same time, judging from the corpses all over the ground nearby, this team was very efficient, and it had obviously been brushed here for a long time, Lin Jun asked, "I want to ask, has the light elf lord brushed." ”
"You're going to farm the Elven Lord?" This so-called casual archer said: "That guy is not easy to brush, the group attack is paralyzed, and the magic resistance is too high, your guild might as well change the boss brush, you know." Yesterday, it took half an hour for the second group of the Prophecy Guild to come and brush. ”
"Yesterday?" Lin Jun thought for a while and smiled: "That means that it has been refreshed today, thank you." ”
Watching Lin Jun and Wei Wei leave, he was casually speechless: "Why don't you listen to persuasion, depressed, the boss brushed around here early in the morning, and I'll see which guild it's from later." ”
Lin Jun and Wei Wei walked a little way forward. Seeing that the nearby monsters had not refreshed again, Lin Jun knew that there should be a boss near this area, and sure enough, when he moved a few steps to the left, a boss that was several circles larger than the normal light elf body size floated in mid-air.
“-638。” Lin Jun walked into the hatred range and was immediately attacked, and a lightning bolt hit the damage value.
"It's comfortable to top a third-level light anti-scroll." Lin Jun smiled happily and raised his shield to meet him at the same time.
"Zizi ......" An arc of lightning appeared around the Light Elf Lord, and at the same time floated towards Lin Jun.
"-483, paralysis!" Lin Jun's body was stunned and entered a state of paralysis.
In the next second, the paralysis was lifted, Lin Jun turned on the perception of weakness, and at the same time, Noceres's war field suddenly opened.
“-100。 -100, Weakness Perception, -284! A pitiful damage value floated up, and at the same time, in just an instant, the light elf lord's HP recovered to a direct full value.
"In the end, I was alone, and I hadn't thought about life recovery before." Lin Jun said in a low voice At the same time, the shield attack was launched, and the shield of the God of War knocked on the body of the light elf lord, but there was a miss.
"Holy Prison. The power of heavenly punishment. "Wei Wei's skill damage is not high on the Light Elf Lord, and this is still the attribute of Wei Wei wearing the Wisdom Crystal Scar. If you're an ordinary priest, don't even think about hurting.
"As long as you get close, it's not a thunderbolt." Lin Jun's close husband discovered this problem, when the distance was not enough, the light elf lord's attack method was lightning and arc attack, but as long as the enemy was close, often the light elf lord would stretch out a cute little fist and smash it at Lin Jun.
"Block, fight back against the hurricane! -2837! A damage value floated up, and Lin Jun nodded secretly. It is still possible to fight back against the Hurricane at close quarters.
"Weiwei, use your body prison seal." Lin Jun shouted.
Wei Wei naturally knew Lin Jun's blocking skills, she clicked, and a light of Ganlin and healing techniques fell to restore her blood, and at the same time kept throwing holy light bullets, although the damage was not high. But it can always do damage.
"Fight back against the hurricanes! -5583! "The damage of the counterattack hurricane storm strike is still relatively high, Lin Jun's counterattack hurricane keeps triggering, and it is very easy to target after finding the monster's attack pattern.
"Wow!" A bolt of lightning suddenly burst out from the light elf lord's body and landed on Lin Jun, and Lin Jun's body instantly entered a state of paralysis.
"Zizizi!" Intense light attribute ability gathering, like the thunder god mage, the light attribute and thunder energy are always based on judgment and purification, and the terrifying world destroying god thunder is a strong light attribute energy convergence, at this time, the light elf lord's body suddenly burst out with dazzling light, like a glowing little sun for a while.
The casual gaze was suddenly attracted by the light in the distance, even if there was still a long distance in between, that dazzling light could not be clearer casually, it was the skill of the Light Elf Lord.
"Boss, this prophecy person is really a boss terminator, this day and night, there is not a big copy, and the level is not practiced, so he likes to brush the boss, what do you think of them." A pastor said.
"Brushing the boss is the same as buying a lottery ticket, the consumption of winning the lottery a few times can make up for it, and if anything good doesn't come out, you can only cry. After all, there is no benefit to farming low-level bosses, only high-level bosses will appear stage goodies. A berserker laughed.
"Could it be that those two were the prophecy guild people?" casually said while throwing his skills: "But people's equipment is really good, I don't know if it's a shield battle or a knight, it's a glory guard suit, this thing was a god costume before it turned around, and now it's worth a good thing, after all, the belt and helmet are too difficult to come out." ”
"I've got my task done, exactly a hundred." One of the archers shouted, "What about you? ”
"I've got a few left, wait a minute."
"Mine is fine, everyone is full, let's hand in the task together."
Nodding casually, their little guild is just a few good friends who often play together, brushing up on dungeons and gangster equipment every day, and when they are bored, they come to pick up some repetitive tasks to brush up on some money and experience, and they have a good time.
"Okay, mine is fine."
"Then let's go back."
casually suddenly pointed over there and said, "Anyway, it's almost noon, let's go and see if the other people's guilds brush the boss, whether to go or not." ”
"What's there to see?" The archer was speechless and said: "Didn't you read it yesterday, the scroll was lost like money, and it didn't have any technical content at all." ”
"Let's go see what equipment is." The Berserker said, "The great sword on the ground yesterday must have been pink, or dark gold, alas, if only I could mix one, and I still have a level forty purple greatsword now." (To be continued.) )