Chapter 172: Threat Index 40%

"It's careless. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info "The Pope was unable to directly kill the target in an instant when he had reservations, and his intestines immediately turned blue.

And at this time, Wu Yanzu's second ordinary attack fell on the Pope.

Although the attack cap is the same as 1060, there is a difference between the lethality of the Wind Chaser and the lethality of the Blue Dagger.

Seeing the damage coming out of his head, the Pope breathed a sigh of relief, "Although it is strong, it is still within the acceptable range!" ”

"In three seconds, let you hit the street!" The Pope was ruthless in his heart, revealing a hideous face that did not conform to the professional identity of the light, just waiting for the dizziness to disappear, he was going to use the god-level staff to knock Wu Yanzu in front of him to death, "Thief!" It's time for you to pay for your life! ”

However, out of the corner of the Pope's eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure.

That figure is definitely not a tall type, and it can even be said to be thinner than most people, but the Pope just can't help but jump his eyelids, and his mind is full of some explanations that the previous popes are still chattering about before they die.

"Elder Elves...... That race is cursed, destructive and aggressive are rare in the world, although it is recorded that the race is extinct, but the elves are also good at life magic, if you do see an ancient elf one day, the best thing to do is to stay away from him and not let yourself enter his attack range, because you never know which attack he will use, but one thing is for sure, they like to trade lives for lives......"

The Pope didn't know if the god had the terrifying resurrection ability to unseal it, but his own 1 million blood was reminding himself: "Hand-to-hand combat is not my way of fighting!" ”

Call...... As soon as the dizziness disappeared, the Pope was like a cannonball lifted into the air, and his ability to soar into the air was breathtaking.

The Pope had just escaped from the ground, and the god had already appeared in the position where the Pope was standing, pouting and saying disdainfully: "The escape ability is first-class, and the comprehensive combat support is the level of the jungler Han Xin." ”

"He runs into the sky like this, and he can't play." Although he couldn't leave the Pope behind all at once, Wu Yanzu felt that he had dug the hole, "As long as the Pope thinks that my threat index is only 30% and focuses most of his energy on the gods, then there is still a chance!" ”

The Pope was suspended in the air and began to re-examine the comprehensive index of the battle between the two, "The attack power of the thief is medium to high, and the threat index is 20%!" If you add that piece of equipment that can counter damage, the threat index is 40%! ”

"However, the 40% threat index is based on my use of the ultimate against him, and it is best to let the Elder Elf perform some secondary attacks on me before he is completely dead."

"The Elder Elf...... I'm afraid that his ability to move on the ground is about the same as mine, and it is not ruled out that he can take to the air to fight! But if you just confront each other like this, you will never know where his upper limit is! ”

"1,000,000 HP...... Damn it! ”

The Pope analyzes a set, but there are not many options, because the gods have jumped into the League Legion to harvest heads.

"Haha, absolutely!" Chen Nianzu laughed: "That elf is forcing the old man to come down and fight hard." ”

"Does the Pope have some ulterior Achilles' heel?" The Ye family frowned: "If you miss a hit, you will immediately flee, what is he afraid of?" ”

"What else can I be afraid of, of course I'm afraid of leaving my old life here." Pizi-chan pouted.

"Afraid of dying here?" The Ye family's way of pondering will always give Yi Ming a headache, because every time there is a meeting in the guild, once he is distracted, he will not be able to keep up with his analytical ideas at all, so at this time, Yi Ming can only listen carefully with his ears pricked up.

"At this stage, there is almost no such thing as a big threat to the Pope, and while it's right to be careful, it's too cautious to get away immediately if you miss a hit, right?" The Ye family exhaled, "The level suppression of level 100 is too obvious, coupled with the murderous lethality skill, what is he avoiding?" ”

"I look at his cautious appearance, it is easy to remind me of those guys who have been beaten and bloodied, all kinds of skills are called fast, especially Lao Tzu hasn't reacted yet, the small map shows that those goods are about to run back to the crystal." Pizi-chan pouted: "There is another kind of people!" Some guys are so funny, half of the blood vessels have to be returned to the crystal, and they are dissatisfied with the posture of not entering the wild area and not entering the line, and I can't mix up a head dog like me. ”

"Is it possible that he has very little blood, you say?" Although the Ye family also found this speculation funny, it seemed that only this possibility could explain the Pope's caution at the moment.

"The level 100 boss has little HP? You're kidding me, aren't you? Chen Nianzu took out his fingers and calculated: "At least 10 million blood is worthy of his level!" ”

Wu Yanzu looked up at the Pope who had no sign of coming down in the sky, and beckoned to the god who was hiding back waiting for the skill CD, "Come here!" ”

"How?" The god carried the elven holy sword.

"Can you roughly guess how much health he has?" Wu Yanzu also began to doubt the Pope's blood volume.

"No need to guess, I know." Kamisaku pouted: "The previous Popes have had 1 million HP, and their attack talent has caused the development of HP to be limited, but at the same time, they have been given another talent, that is, speed. ”

"1 million?" Wu Yanzu was stunned: "It's not as much blood as your family's night leader!" ”

"Anyway, just find a way to trick him down." God swore that "although I can't kill him, but he has no problem in the first few waves, and whether you can leave him here in the end depends on how far you can play." ”

The Pope need not be deceived, because he also seems to see the Achilles' heel of God.

"It seems that the three bloodlines have not really fused yet, and the foundation is insufficient! The sooner you strangle, the better! ”

The Pope suddenly disappeared into the sky.

The people who had been staring at the sky suddenly shrank their necks, expressing incomprehension: "Nima...... What is the difference between this movement speed and flash? I don't feel like my back is cold, and I don't feel safe standing anywhere. ”

The Pope's disappearance represents the entry into an offensive state.

There is no way to accurately find the location of the pope, so it can only rely on prediction and intuition.

Kamisaku wielded the Elven Sacred Sword and aimed it at one side.

The half-moon arc slices into the air, and a white figure suddenly appears, and it is accurately slowed.

"Nima is done!" The god shouted, and the small body jumped up directly, carrying the giant sword and aiming at the pope, who was more inclined to the mage type, "Get close, Lao Tzu's hand-to-hand combat type will be afraid of your crispy skin??! ”

The Pope couldn't quickly evacuate from the deceleration, and his head jumped down again, and he didn't even think that it was a super ultimate.

The huge golden light shrouded the small half of the air, and as soon as Kamisak jumped in, he was subjected to a continuous attack, which made Kamisaku's eyes darken, and he immediately shouted: "Throw out all your skills!" I'll hold him! ”