Chapter 046: A Flock of Rookies
"Forget it, Dance Music Dark Night must know that we are looking for him and run away." The dashing swordsman looked arrogant: "To deal with this kind of garbage, there will be time to play with him slowly in the future." Now, tsk, level 23 boss, haha, I just have two pieces of black iron equipment missing. ”
The dashing swordsman couldn't help but laugh out loud, until after he became the boss of the East Source District of the Blue Empire, the whole person became full of energy, and he liked this feeling of having power very much.
"1 Priest, 1 Magician, 6 Thieves, 1 Swordsman, 3 Warriors, 1 Summoner, 1 Archer, this lineup is not bad, killing the Storm Wraith is enough." Blue Triumph nodded.
"Do you still need to talk too much? Can't I see with my eyes? The dashing swordsman was very unhappy with the blue triumphant words, as if he could only say them from his position.
"Alright, Dance Music Dark Night will make him happy for a few more days, let's take down the Storm Wraith first." The dashing swordsman had a gloomy smile on his face, and then said in the Blue Empire's Dongyuan Town channel: "The people in Dongyuan Town are guarding me, as long as there is any trace of the frightened bird and the dance music in the dark night, notify me immediately." ”
After the dashing swordsman finished speaking, he took the little brother behind him and killed in the direction where the storm wraith was located.
"Fourteen in all." Fang Yun hid in the shadows, and heard all the conversations of the dashing swordsman group clearly.
"Pay attention to me!" The dashing swordsman commanders' junior brothers continued to attack the storm spirit: "Monkey, what kind of technique are you?" Three attacks were missed, and two were missed! ”
The monkey with the bow muttered secretly, but he didn't dare to say it loudly: "The level gap is six levels, isn't it normal for miss to appear?" ”
"Storm Wraith has a total of three skills, the first skill is a useless skill called Anger Absorption. It can be used a total of five times, and after absorbing a total of five stacks of Grievance, it will automatically use the second skill, which emits a storm roar within a 90-degree radius in front of you, causing a stun effect on enemies in a straight line for 6 seconds. ”
"The third skill is the Warrior's Hero Skill Sweep, which can deal equal damage to other units in a semi-circle around it." Blue Triumph fights the trapezoidal crowd on the side, and when Devil May Cry, the first boss he kills alone is this Storm Wraith, so he is very clear about the skills of the Storm Wraith.
"Triumph, you shut up for me, now I'm the boss or you're the boss, I'm the commander of the battle, I don't need you to remind me, these things can be found on the official website of Devil May Cry!" The dashing swordsman was very dissatisfied, and the words of blue triumph were in his ears, as if he wanted to overstep his authority and take his place.
"Well, I can't help but talk more." Blue Triumph responded very depressedly, and at the same time scolded in his heart: "Just a waste ~ thing like you still have a group!" Even the boss's attribute information is not clear, so it's blind.,It's okay if you hang up alone.,Don't hurt us, we'll all be buried with you.。 ”
"The boss's resentment absorption has reached the full fifth layer, everyone pay attention, be ready to dodge at any time, don't be roared by the storm roar, fall into a six-second stun, the boss is enough to kill any of us."
The battle was still going on, and Blue Triumph couldn't help but remind him for the benefit of the whole team.
Of course, the dashing swordsman's appeal came again: "We don't have idiots here, we all have eyes, and we don't need you to prompt!" ”
Blue Triumph snorted coldly, ignoring the ruthlessness of the dashing swordsman, and continued to output the storm spirit.
"Roar!"
Absorbing five layers of resentment, the Storm Wraith had its belly bulging like a balloon, and it roared angrily after several successive attacks.
The storm roared out of the Storm Wraith, and he roared a black voice coil towards a fan ninety degrees in front of him, while his balloon-like bulging belly was dissipating.
"Silly b fast 3, what are you still doing in a daze?" The dashing swordsman hurriedly jumped out of the range of the storm's roar, and finally couldn't help but scold.
Among the melee classes, in addition to the Blue Triumph and the dashing swordsman who escaped the fan range of the storm roar, the other five thieves and three warriors were all unable to react in time, and they were not able to be yelled at, falling into a six-second stun.
"Damn, a bunch of fools!" Blue Triumph couldn't help but scold: "Output with all your strength, snatch the hatred from me, don't let them hang up!" ”
Blue Triumph sneered, "A player in the Storm Wraith will appear in hatred confusion for 6 seconds, staring at a target and slamming it. Now that it has hit seven players, it will be hateful and chaotic for forty-two seconds, and even the taunts and roars of warriors will not be able to pull through the hatred. ”
"Blue Triumph, I warn you, you better shut up! Lao Tzu's command doesn't need you to dictate. The dashing swordsman immediately turned his face and couldn't help but shout.
"Humph!" Blue Triumph turned his head, not wanting to see this waste again, and muttered in his heart: "Let you have to be scared for a while, and when Lao Tzu is promoted to level 25, after the round with the main group of the Blue Empire in Autumn Water City, you will be good-looking." ”
Forty-two seconds of hateful confusion, combined with seven players in a six-second coma, could not sustain the mad output of the Storm Wraith towards a warrior by a single priest.
In less than twenty seconds, the hapless warrior fell to the ground under the attack of the storm undead.
Forty-two seconds later, Storm Wraith's hatred returned to normal, but the fourteen members of the dashing swordsman squad had already hung up two.
"Damn, it's a headache to play with a group of rookies." Blue Triumph looked down on his face with disdain, he looked down on these players from the bottom of his heart, in fact, most of these players were much stronger than him, the real pustule was himself, but he didn't understand what self-knowledge was.
"Okay, hang up, hang up, we still have twelve people, it's still no problem to kill the storm wraith." Blue Triumph Qiang lifted his spirit and said: "All TMD give Lao Tzu a spirit, don't make this mistake again, if anyone is yelled at by the storm spirit again, Lao Tzu will deduct his bonus this month!" ”
"Buckle your sister, shy~ pen!" One of the warriors with a straight temper couldn't help but complain in a low voice, but fortunately he was not heard by the dashing swordsman, otherwise he would have been unlucky.
The battle is still going on, and under the command of the dashing swordsman, basically every time the storm wraith uses the storm roar, it will be killed.
As time passed, after half an hour, only about ten percent of the health bar on the top of the Storm Wraith's head remained, and the output was not bad.
Of course, it is undeniable that their fourteen-person squad is now only nine people left, and five of them have been hung up, and the command of the dashing swordsman is simply a waste of scum.
"Almost." Fang Yun looked at the timing on the battlefield, the Storm Wraith Spirit had already accumulated five layers of resentment, and it was possible to unleash the Storm Roar at any time.
"It's now!"
Fang Yun was sure in his heart, his figure jumped out quickly, and landed on that small hill, the beamsplitter lens shot out from his hand, both the angle and the direction were extremely accurate, and they fell on the direction that had been calculated before.
Fang Yun's gaze was still on the battlefield, firmly remembering the location of the dashing swordsman and the blue triumphant few people in his mind.
"Boom~Boom~Boom~"
The core beamsplitter lens is in place, and all the surrounding beamsplitter lenses are immediately connected, and the projection of sunlight refraction is constantly strung together.
At this moment, in the entire cemetery, dozens of phantoms appeared in all the characters, and even the storm wraith was wrenched out by the projection of the beamsplitter lens.
"I'm grass, what's going on?" The dashing swordsman was puzzled by the sudden transformation.
Dense figures appeared in the entire cemetery in an instant, and more than a dozen storm spirits continued to attack, but only its true body had real attacks.
"Dance music dark night, dance music dark night!" Blue Triumph shouted, "How did he do it, how could so many phantom clones suddenly appear!" ”
More than a dozen Fang Yun phantoms rushed towards a group of people at several different angles, and all of them had a faint smile on the corners of their mouths.
"Whoosh!"
Dozens of suffocating blades shot out of murderous blade light, dazzling people to see, and the target was directly aimed at the dashing swordsman.
The dashing swordsman was completely stunned, when had he ever seen such a scene, he didn't know which Fang Yun was real and which Fang Yun was fake, and even the suffocating blade shot at him couldn't tell whether it was true or false.
“-419”
The damage value fluttered from the top of his head, and more than a dozen Fang Yun rushed towards him at the same time, the whole thing had just begun, but in just six seconds, the dashing swordsman was killed by Fang Yun.
"Poof~snort!"
After the dashing swordsman hung up, the more than ten phantoms reflected by the beamsplitter immediately dissipated.
"Roar!"
It was also at this time that the Storm Wraith unleashed the Storm Roar, and more than a dozen of its phantoms emitted a black fan-shaped sonic roar at the same time, and the whole scene was very chaotic. Except for Fang Yun, who had memorized the coordinates of the Storm Wraith's true body, no one could determine that the fan-shaped roar sound wave of the Storm Wraith was real.
"Ahh "Ahh
The whole scene is chaotic, although the player can't tell the real from the fake, but the boss can tell that it has suffered damage and has different hate targets, and it can quickly find out the player's true body through the hate target lock point.
The four dashing squad players were hit by the roar of the Storm Wraith, and with Fang Yun making another obstruction, two more players soon fell to the ground.
"Boom~Boom~Boom~"
The phantoms of more than twenty players dissipated, and the dense figures in the cemetery finally became a little thinner, but they were still dazzling and indistinguishable.
Through the function of the beamsplitter lens and the constant attacks of the storm spirit, Fang Yun had already occupied an absolute advantage, and after five minutes, only Fang Yun and Blue Triumph were left on the scene.
"A bunch of rookies, they still want to kill me for this little ability." Fang Yun couldn't help but snort with disdain, then retreated to the hill and put the beamsplitting lens in the core area into the newspaper, and the phantom clone in the cemetery lost the projection and refraction of the beamsplitter beam's beam, and all disappeared.
In fact, if it is a master player, it is easy to distinguish, this is the lowest-level phantom clone projected by the beamsplitting lens, whether it is from the murderous aura emitted by the target, or from the unique luster released by using the skill, it can be determined, but it is a pity that this group of players of the Blue Empire is too inferior.
Fang Yun didn't feel the slightest pressure before he disintegrated them all.