A drum can be a musical instrument, but it's not just a musical instrument either. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In ancient mythology, during the period of the Yellow Emperor and Emperor Yandi, there was such a mythical war drum, and the war drum masked by the skin of the thunder beast could knock people's hearts away with a shock.

In the era of cold weapons, drums were a technique to control the rhythm on the battlefield, and although this technique is a bit nonsense in modern times, it is different in the game after all. In that battle, the drums of the god of war seemed to beat on the opponent's body, and along the enemy's lifeline, their strength was shaken out of their body little by little.

It was also from that time that musical instruments began to enter the battlefield. It was also from that time that in the real simulated world, an army with its own background music appeared in the wild, where there was no longer a background music.

It's impossible for the pro gamers present at that video not to have seen it.

The drum beats are very familiar, and the commands are quickly given with the music. All teams quickly adjusted.

Xie Fantian didn't expect this team to burst out with army-like discipline. The ranks of slaves, of course, could not match the command of the slaves. The line was torn apart, and the constant flow of teams separated it in half.

They're much better at fighting than the Six Doors Catchers!

After the drums began, the rain of arrows did not stop.

The semicircular cover on which the character is jacked up is knocked out a little vibrating.

How did it come to this? Xie Fantian was suddenly shocked at this time. The war slaves trained by his own hands definitely have combat effectiveness that is comparable to that of the regular army, and even if they are exhausted after the battle, they are not the strength that these bandits can shake.

But what he saw now made him unbelievable.

They are so vulnerable, so vulnerable.

However, under the continuous washing of the rain of arrows, under the restrictions of the shield warriors, the number of their allies slowly decreased at a steady rate under various attacks.

When they stood in front of him, Xie Fantian actually had a premonition that they would be killed.

Lu Wei covered the actions of the weeping Mingxun, clenched the root of his teeth tightly, and the weeping Mingxun dodged the fist that came at the head with a sliding step.

Countless characters were wrapped around his arms, and who would have thought that this sickly-looking mage would have such powerful hand-to-hand combat abilities.

The sword in front of him blocked the heavy blow, and with a loud bang, he was smashed two steps away. The shield was delivered in time for support, and the second echelon on the other side had already begun to take over the battle.

Returning the sword into the sheath ran behind Xie Fantian, stopping the swordsman skill: drawing the sword scabbard skill: flame blade.

The two sword lights combined to slash at the back of Xie Fantian's neck, and the rune that didn't have time to see the effect of his attack and counterattack narrowly dodged.

The outstretched hand caught the slender neck, and the locked fingers snapped bones with a soft click.

At that moment, the surrounding players clearly heard the sound, fear came, and the deterrent effect of the skill caused the surrounding players to be dulled for a short time.

The second player who was caught had a look of helplessness on his face, and the players around him quickly retreated.

Xie Fantian had a question, and then the element of the riot engulfed the entire small space.

After the elemental is emptied, the elemental is intensified to recover, and the ice elemental potion has been thrown, freezing the people below under the design of the arrow.

Fire and Ice Mix is the simplest mix of damage, with opposing attributes dealing high damage.

The damage reduction is huge, but it doesn't matter.

The profession that restricts the movement of the boss in the center and is responsible for interrupting the skill and absorbing damage has become a swordsman class, and the shield warriors in the second circle are ready to support at any time, and the battle on the periphery has slowly ended.

"Hey! When will the era of this kind of little monster have to be grinded like a boss end? ”

Before he finished speaking, the old player next to him was a chestnut, "Sigh less, get moving!" ”

A circle of blood flowers in the center.

The magic of the explosion instantly killed the players in a circle, and the characters flashed on the ground. Xie Fantian disappeared in place.

"Is there any news from the Alert Team!?"

"The boss is in the ranged team, come back! Hurry up and come back! ”

Standing in place with an unchanged face, tears of ice as he aimed at the head that was close at hand, the arrows he had previously acquired from a player untied in the release of the spell.

Arrows shoot straight! actually pierced one of Xie Fantian's eye sockets!

Xie Fantian, who had been reading the amount of blood, shook his body.

He still has a curse with him after all.

When the volunteer team arrived, Xie Fantian hid a blood-red rune on his forehead, the skin on his body seemed to shrink, and a strong smell of blood emanated. Three blood-red runes circled around him.

The explosion of the first rune restored his mana.

The squads on the player's team that prevent the teleportation ability from escaping are scattered.

Batches of large guilds entered one after another, and finally the boss battle arrived, and all players couldn't help but sigh.

The battle has just begun.

"What if there is no second phase for this?"

"How can there be no second stage." The tone was a little teasing, "A glass of high-end wine, bet or not?" ”

The player stopped talking.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

It's too late, and the weeping Mingxun makes such a judgment.

Give him some cruelty before he dies!

The sword stabbed out, but the expected death did not come.

The player stood in front of Xie Fantian and reached out to block the pair of arms.

Xie Fantian was stunned, surprised by the person who blocked his attack.

The pitch-black color still spreads around his eyes, and he continues to fall, but his sanity is not gone.

Dark medium, filthy taboo.

The angular face of the tensor is not difficult to recognize.

The combat union thenext, president Kazegoro.

The glasses on his face that he was not used to made him squint subconsciously, and the vice president beside him stopped and stretched out his hand, and the golden thoughts poured out from his whole body, rolled on the ground, and finally pounced on a golden lion.

Step on the lion with a huge long-handled axe in your hand.

The Battle Guild returns to the spirit song, and the president bestows it.

The breath surged, and the jasmine fluctuations around Xie Fantian's body were keenly captured.

Reversing the hilt of the sword and falling into tears, Myeongxun did not hesitate to knock on the boss's lower back, "Break the blow!" ”

It's hard to succeed with control skills alone, but it's not the same when several are used together. The filthy and depraved Kazegoro took a big step back and let the player behind him squeeze in, and the continuous tapping of the control skill in the same position interrupted the release of the skill.

One of the remaining two blood charms blew up.

"Time is running out! Get out of the way! There was a real echo in the roar, and Kazegoro spread it again. Just engage in hand-to-hand combat with the boss.

The huge impact brought by the golden lion brought him the blessing of strength, and with the blessing of the wrestler's skills, the corners of the eyes that were originally squinted widened slightly, with a hint of excitement.

A deep blood groove appeared behind Xie Fantian!

"Take a good look, the leader of this kind of battle guild is a first-class role as long as he comes to participate in the league. Even the No. 1 position of the United United, which is in tears, is not their opponent. Look, what is a berserker, what is a knight. ”

Lu Wei nodded silently.

Tearful Myung-hoon stared at the frantic confrontation between Kazegoro and the boss, frowning tightly as if he was enduring some kind of pain.