The leader of the undead legion is a boss-level boss in his thirties, named [Dead General], his full body is no different from that of ordinary undead, but he has an intact right eye, indifferently looking at the frightened player in front of him, competing with the Count of Monte Cristo. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

【Dead General】(Leader)

Type: Undead

Level: 36

HP: 3200

Max Attack: 600

Base Defense: 300

Monster introduction: This general's right eye has witnessed the destruction of Kamhera, the turmoil of the Black Wasteland for countless years, and the heinous evil of the countess.

The Arc de Triomphe is located at the very center of the player's faction, and it is also the first to bear the brunt. And the mad demon did not live up to his arrogant nature at this time, and actually launched a counter-charge against the dead generals single-handedly at the moment when the undead army was in full swing. I have to say that the madman's move was a bit reckless, but it was his recklessness and solitary posture that brought back the composure of the turbulent player group.

Players who have not experienced the war, how can they think of the cruelty of the war, although it was arranged in advance, but the spear rain was too amazing, coupled with the smooth killing of the previous waves of monsters made the momentum high, all players wanted to attack under the tower as soon as possible, so that the standing position was dense, so that those spears proudly exerted several times the lethality.

The rain of arrows that followed poured ice water on the players' heads, and the undead army only launched two group attacks, which reduced the players by a quarter and caused their morale to fall to the bottom. In the end, seeing the majestic undead charge, few people could face it calmly.

All forces immediately responded by charging forward for melee players and retreating for ranged players, creating a buffer zone while unleashing their attacks with all their might to neutralize the undead legion.

This is completely a life-saving style of play, and the remnants of the dead country are generally one rank higher than the player, and those melee players who resist their charge will inevitably be more than lucky, so they can only grit their teeth and take their lives to fill it. With the help of a buffer, the Undead Charge is reduced and the attack skills of ranged players behind are cooled down so that they can be easily targeted.

Most of the knights in front of the formation used their special abilities, and a white wall of fire suddenly appeared, and their momentum soared, each showing their abilities. At the moment when the two sides touched, there was no immediate collapse.

I saw countless shield riders being resisted by the undead and retreating, the black wasteland was soft, the players' center of gravity was pressed very low, and their feet stepped out of the shallow and deep ravines, which made the players' legs sink deep into the ground, and finally lost their balance and fell to the ground holding the shield.

The shield riders struggled to their feet, holding their shields against the undead's onslaught. But the undead also taught them what savagery is, and desperately kicked down the shield, smashed it on the shield riders, and then stepped on the shield and rushed forward.

A Qingluan Palace's shield battle eyes were red, the weight of the tower shield on his body was unbearable, and the continuous violent vibrations accelerated his death process, and his legs and knees were directly cut off when he was knocked down by the necromancy, even if the pain was weakened to thirty percent, it made him miserable.

However, he was not willing to accept death, and tried his best to push the tower shield on his body, but the tower shield was like a mountain, constantly squeezing his body, and it didn't take long for most of his body to be pressed into the ground, and his blood volume was below the red line.

Suddenly, he felt much more relaxed, and the light suddenly brightened, stinging his eyes, but at the moment of death, he saw a necromancer dressed as a knight, holding his tower shield, and rushing forward with three undead on his head.

Tip: You have died in battle, and it costs ten copper coins to resurrect......

The Resurrection Shrine in the Lost City suddenly became crowded, and countless players gritted their teeth and rushed westward after being resurrected.

The journey was long, and it took them three hours to cross the dark forest for the first time, and they had to do their best, or else the front line could be depleted and the front line would collapse completely.

There were two guild leaders who unfortunately died in battle, marching side by side, and they were very emotional, and the great battles during the trial period were dominated by the aborigines. And this large-scale mission for the Forgotten Tower is completely dependent on the player to provoke the beam, and it is this battle that makes the two of them have some enlightenment.

"The tactics must be changed, the player's strength is really a little weak, we have suffered too much in a group charge like this, even if there are three chances to resurrect, it will not help. If you can't play with momentum, I believe that many people will give up the task early. ”

"That's right! Our front seems to be complete, but in fact it is weak everywhere, compared to survivability, we are not half a star behind the NPC. 200,000 people were killed when they came up, 50,000 were killed, and the combat power was sharply reduced, and 30,000 people came to charge in clusters, and it was such a thin layer of defense that it could not be defended at all. Needless to say, the rear rangers and mages have no system-assisted aiming, and more than half of them are firing empty cannons, and the undead have complete armor, so they can only exert two to three percent of their due lethality. The rest of them either flew to the sky and the earth or fell on the heads of their own people, and I am not afraid of your jokes when I say it, I was killed by my subordinates! ”

"Hey, hey! No matter what you think, anyway, I'm going to conduct a guild training after this mission. Let all the master players in the guild give a crash course to the people below, and then drag it out, and when the strange tide breaks out on Tristram and the convent, you can only wait for death. ”

"Hmmm......"

……

The tower shield in Wu Liang's hand disappeared suddenly, and he also collided with the three remnants of the dead country, but under the huge gap in strength, Wu Liang had the upper hand and immediately slashed his sword.

Because of its close proximity to the Triumphal Gate, Qingluan Hall has become one of the most stressed guilds. None of the shield players who fought on the front line survived, but fortunately, the Qingluan Hall carried eight hundred shield battles in this battle, and they could barely keep the defense line intact.

Hong Feng, as the commander, retreated to the front line, and constantly ordered his players to attack together. The level of players in the Qingluan Hall is higher than the average, and they can at least control the attack landing point before the defense line, and the remaining three thousand Qingluan people have not played extraordinarily, but they have maintained their due level.

The three professional players who fought desperately at the front of the front, Wu Liang, Du Xuan, and Liu Yanxia, narrowly escaped death several times, and built a swaying but stubborn city wall, which greatly preserved the vitality of the players behind them.

Almost all the top players of the major forces have reached the front line, because only they can stabilize the situation and at the same time set an example and boost morale. Of course, in this case, even the top professional players cannot guarantee that they will not die, and several well-known titled powerhouses have died heroically.

Du Xuan shook his numb hands, bared his teeth and asked, "Have all the undead in the back been killed?" ”

When he spoke, Du Xuan endured his exhaustion and waved the claws of the vulture again and again to strangle the undead.

"Kill! I just killed a back and forth! Wu Liang glanced at the line of the Triumphal Gate and was worried, "Where did the mad demon go?" All of them are dying, and it won't be long before the undead who have entered the formation will infiltrate both sides! ”

The mad demon and the Dead Warrior fought alone, overwhelmed by the undead army, the guild front behind him was torn apart, and hundreds of undead elites and leaders entered the battle, even if the Triumphal Gate had 20,000 members, it couldn't withstand much time, and its battle situation was even worse than the scattered camp on the other side.

"Why don't you go over?" Liu Yanxia quickly replaced the crossbow with a magazine, "This place is guarded by me and Du Xuan, listening to Su Xiu on Yunxuan's side, it seems that Su Xiu has moved towards the Triumphal Gate, we have to send a spectator!" ”

Wu Liang raised his eyebrows, nodded immediately, and shouted behind him: "Bring me thirty shield riders to help fill the gap, who dares to go with me?" ”

Although Wu Liang is a new face in the club, his influence is gradually increasing, and dozens of shield battles immediately responded. Wu Liang selected thirty people and led them to the left.

At the same time, the defense line of the Qingluan Hall and the scattered camp on both sides of the Triumphal Gate intends to move closer to the middle, wanting to plug the gap, first eliminate the undead who broke into the front line, and stabilize the rear.

Wu Liang led people to rush all the way to kill, and at the same time organized the members of the Triumphal Gate who were scattered, and a titled frenzied battle who rushed out of the scattered camp to form a defensive front.

Wu Liang nodded with the white man in a frantic battle, and immediately killed in the middle of the formation, attacking those remnants of the country from behind.

At this time, there were already two thousand undead and the players of the Triumphal Gate were fighting together, and Wu Liang fought hard, alternating between the long sword and the soul fang. The members of the Triumphal Gate are not weak, and at least they can fight with the undead, but because morale is suppressed, it is often the player who dies first.

Wu Liang took the opportunity to melee the head of the sword, long-range bombardment, and after the level of the soul tooth was raised, Wu Liang's lethality was greatly increased, and he repeatedly rescued dying players from under the undead sword.

The more he fought, the more and more players followed behind Wu Liang's side, and all of these players were holding back a breath of anger and wanted to get it back from the undead, so they all pounced on the undead fiercely, and Wu Liang's own pressure was immediately reduced a lot.

At the same time, the other six players who entered the area also adopted the same strategy, increasing their own combat power by saving the players in the Arc de Triomphe.

The situation is gradually improving, half of the 30,000 undead have died, and there are still more than 100,000 in the player camp, and there are only more than 100 elites and bosses left who have broken into the player line.

It's a great opportunity to brush up on points!

Wu Liang and the other seven players all had the same idea.

An assassin believed that he was strong and rushed directly into the monster group to harvest people's heads, while several mages led by Brando were not to be outdone, and released their skills with full firepower.

Wu Liang released his soul teeth again and again, but deliberately controlled them to surround the monster until others beat the undead to the residual blood, and then immediately mended the knife.

I have to say that Wu Liang's move is a bit of a bully, others worked hard to beat the undead to the blood, but the last benefit was taken away by him. These players who were pitted by Wu Liang, especially Su Xiu, were the worst.

The little girl released her skills very seriously, with a good attack rhythm, long battery life, and high skill damage, but she couldn't get a head, and all of them were cut off by Wu Liang, a shameless person.

The little girl was so angry that she stomped her feet and glared at Wu Liang again and again, and the rest of the players also cast awe-inspiring glances at him, but Wu Liang still continued to mend the knife like a nobody.

As a result, there were one hundred and eighty-three undead bosses, so that Wu Liang grabbed more than seventy, and his points rose by more than a thousand points at once, ranking among the top three players.

"Back comrades! It's all yours! ”

Wu Liang pointed to a pile of blue-suited copper coins on the ground, and hurriedly turned around and rushed into his own domain, he estimated that if he ran late, the six would immediately join forces to kill him.

However, before Wu Liang could run a few steps, he immediately stopped again, lightly dodged the miniature fireball emitted by Su Xiu, and looked at the mad demon who had reappeared in front of the battle array.

At this time, the mad demon's equipment was very broken, but his arrogance was even more than before, and he turned his back to the menacing undead, and he didn't care that his back was exposed.

Just when the players expected that the mad demon would pay for his madness, he made a move that made everyone unbelievable, he sneered and reached out to pull out his right eye, and then without hesitation, he inserted the eyeball of the dead warrior into it, and immediately poured a bottle of [Recovery Potion], and the wound recovered as before.

It's just that his two eyes, whose iris are obviously different, and the blood flowing from the right side of his face, make people shudder.

It's a crazy guy!

This guy is so arrogant that he ignores everything!