My name is Grant, Predator Grant, Predator Captain Grant, Storm Ripper Grant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Well.

Please call me Grant the Storm Ripper.

Because it's a legend.

The Jedi of the Storm Fortress counterattacked, fighting three demon king-level demons, and these hands were stained with demon blood.

Storm Ripper, this is my legend.

I've been asleep for years.

Lying quietly in the mausoleum, the years flowed inexorably, and I had been asleep.

Is it a demon god?

Or is it the god of light?

I was resurrected!

Well.

A strange voice lingered in my head, telling me to destroy the rudimentary city in front of me.

Why destroy it?

Not.

Anyway, I'm a Storm Ripper, and it's just a simple task.

The voice rang in my ears again.

Well, the time for battle has come.

In that case, let it be destroyed.

……

Await.

Qin Xiaonian was anxiously waiting.

Ignorant of him, he didn't know that the system had arranged a terrifying big guy for him.

When the clock strikes midnight.

When "Heavenly Fire" entered the thirty-eighth day.

The last wave of monsters attacking the city is finally coming.

"The current fifth wave, Predators, number ten."

Predator?

Qin Xiaonian was stunned for a moment.

What a strange name, Predator Legion, it feels so familiar.

Thinking of this, Qin Xiaonian couldn't help but turn his head and look at the six former guards of the Bright Legion in the station.

I rub!

No way.

Oh my God.

Don't play with me like that.

It's going to die.

In a materialistic world, idealism is not going to work.

The system will not change its mind because of Qin Xiaonian's prayers.

With a flash of light, ten soldiers of the Predator Legion refreshed.

Sizzle!

Seeing these ten soldiers of the Iron Blood Legion, Qin Xiaonian gasped.

Two shields, two knives, a dagger and a bow, and four staffs.

This preparation covers the six major professions in "Sky Fire".

That momentum is above ordinary wild monsters.

Really.

Qin Xiaonian's face was bitter.

This is no ordinary creep at all, this is a legionnaire comparable to a wild boss.

Ten people.

Exactly ten.

Thinking of the evil things he had done in the Warcraft Guild station, Qin Xiaonian shook his head and smiled bitterly.

I didn't expect retribution to come so quickly.

Six professions, perfect team configuration.

This last wave actually directly refreshed ten level 100 field bosses.

It's dangerous.

"President, how do you fight, these ten guys look weird."

"Let's beat it in a group, it's only ten, and I'll be beaten to death in a while."

"Yes, yes, yes, we have killed tens of thousands of monsters, not to mention these ten."

"Let's rush, it's the last wave, finish early, go to bed early."

Qin Xiaonian wanted to stop it, but he couldn't help it.

The Predator has come to the door.

The battle has begun.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, like thunder, and the earth shook.

The iron-blooded warrior holding the giant shield rushed forward, and the powerful blow crashed into the crowd, and a terrifying shock wave erupted.

With a roar, a shockwave swept throughout.

Within a radius of tens of meters, the corpse lay on the ground.

The power of one blow is as strong as this.

With a wave of his staff, the Iron-Blooded Mage was already activated.

The magic power was raging, and dozens of damage numbers of nearly 100,000 broke out in an instant.

Spike, spike again.

The Predator descended like a tiger, and wherever he passed, people turned on their backs.

The iron-blooded assassin is rampant like a ghost, the cold light flashes continuously, and the killing is repeated in seconds.

The Predator is adding blood, and the Predator is sneaking up.

This is the way to play.

This is formulated.

Burst!

Qin Xiaonian spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

But in an instant, the station was already full of corpses.

"Priests assemble, priests assemble!"

Qin Xiaonian roared with a hideous face.

We can't let these ten soldiers of the Predator Legion continue to wreak havoc, they can resist and fight, they can add blood, and they will fight in groups, but they will only increase casualties.

Spikes.

They must be killed as soon as possible.

Take advantage of the gap between the gathering of the Priest Corps.

Qin Xiaonian brandished the Scepter of Death and lit the light of the precepts on the iron-blooded priest.

The right way to play.

Prioritize killing healing classes, which is common knowledge in PK.

But.

Just when the light of the precepts had just fallen on the Iron Priest.

I saw the iron-blooded priest wave his staff lightly, and a purifying light flashed, and the light of the precepts was lifted.

Wipe!

Qin Xiaonian jumped up angrily: "Look at how fast your purification light is, or Lao Tzu's precept light!" ”

With a wave of the Scepter of Death, another light of discipline was thrown.

The light had just been ignited, and then it was extinguished in an instant.

This time, it was another iron-blooded priest who cast the Light of Purification.

Nima!

That's angry.

Go on.

The Scepter of Death was in a mess.

Except for the Iron Ranger who was far away in the sky, one was counted as one, and all of them were lit with the Holy Fire.

"Priest, add blood!"

Adding a light healing to himself, Qin Xiaonian let out a loud roar.

Swish!

A large number of healing skills fell.

Rumble!

A large number of damage figures popped up.

Spikes.

Instant spikes.

Of the ten Predator soldiers, only the Predator with a bow and arrow remained.

Call.

Qin Xiaonian breathed a sigh of relief, but he could be regarded as killing this group of guys.

Turned.

Burst!

Qin Xiaonian spurted out another mouthful of old blood.

In just over 20 seconds, there were dead and wounded all over the station.

I finally realized the pain of Warcraft.

Thankfully, I didn't let these ten guys rush to the Resurrection Stone.

If the Resurrection Stone is surrounded, it will be miserable, how many people will die.

If it weren't for the light of the precepts himself, if it was for the ordinary guild to meet these ten guys.

Sweat.

I don't dare to think about it anymore.

Glancing at the iron-blooded ranger with a cold arrow in the distance.

Qin Xiaonian let out a sullen breath.

It's too much of a headache to deal with this kind of rabbit-like guy.

"Copy the guy, catch the rabbit!"

Fifty thousand wolves roared, rushed out of the guild station, and chased and intercepted the rabbit above the plains.

Qin Xiaonian summoned the mammoth giant elephant and joined the chase.

It's depressing.

The Ranger Boss is this virtue, the attack distance is terrifying, and the two long legs are not long at all, even if Qin Xiaonian rides a mammoth giant elephant, he can't catch up with this guy.

Encircle, chase, intercept, wander and sneak attack.

50,000 people weaved a dense net and began to shrink the encirclement.

Qin Xiaonian sneakily mixed in with the crowd.

Close, closer, finally, closer to within a hundred meters.

The rest is simple.

Old-fashioned tactics are best used.

The Predator was directly seconded.

"It's over, it's over, we're victorious!"

"Waha, the town-level station has finally been built, we won!"

"Woo woo, it's over, it's too miserable, Lao Tzu has lost half a level of experience."

"It's only lost half level of experience, so you can go beautifully, I've dropped one level."

"Let's go, go offline, I'm tired of fighting this day."

Finally finished the game, tired all day, the players said goodbye to each other and prepared to go offline.

"Wait!" Qin Xiaonian roared out in his voice.

On his head, cold sweat kept sliding down.

The system announcement did not sound.

This last wave is not over yet.

Ten soldiers of the Predator Legion turned out to be just a prelude.

What kind of existence should the final boss be?

In the distance, a faintly reddish white light flashed.

(To be continued.) )