Chapter 122: They're just minions
"Hopefully I'll touch the threshold of level 10 this time, or just go up to level 10. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Standing on a small dirt slope in disguise, Fast looked at the gold-swallowing ants that were about to surround him, and yawned.
Looking at the nonchalant Fast, Pei Xiong couldn't help but roll his eyes: "This time I believe you will be able to step through the door of level 10, who made you not only add all your upgrade points to agility, but also get such an ungodly ability?" β
Fast looked at the people behind him, lowered his voice and said, "Brother, don't scold me, don't I want to be faster when I escape?" β
Looking at the gold-swallowing ants that would soon surround him, Bei Xiong pulled out two throwing knives and played with them in his hands, "If you add all agility, the strength will not be balanced, and if the shells of these little ants are too hard, it will become a problem, and your ability will be completely chicken for high-defense opponents." β
Fast knew that Pei Xiong was talking about the battle against Qin Wanli, and when he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, that terrible guy, why did he admit defeat?
However, thank you for admitting defeat, otherwise, Fast touched his watch, otherwise, he would not have been richly paid.
Heavy footsteps were heard behind him, and Fast looked behind him, and the black boy walked up.
"Black Boy is different, he almost added all the upgrade points to the strength points, you two have to cooperate a little, the strength of our team seems to be very strong, but it is based on mutual cooperation, don't forget, if you break each other, we will die ugly."
Pei Xiong took a throwing knife in his mouth, pulled another one out of his chest, and walked down first.
Fast and Blackboy followed, followed by the crowd behind them.
The atmosphere was very oppressive, but some people couldn't hide their excitement.
Because upgrading also brings more life, and upgrading must be done at the risk of life.
The battle is on the verge of breaking out.
The flying knife Bei Xiong, his hands kept flying, and a handle of the flying knife whistled and flew out, but whenever the little rabbit swallowed the gold ant that was hit, the flying knife on the head door was all deeply submerged, and only the handle of the knife remained.
The power-type black boy went on a rampage and directly opened a way out, and the little rabbit gold swallowing ants he met were all smashed in the skull by the black boy's punch.
Fast quickly interspersed among the gold-swallowing ants, and the wrist blades attached to his fists lightly slashed between the necks of the little rabbit gold-swallowing ants.
Behind Fast, a group of gold-swallowing ants with drooping heads and about to die were left behind, and the lowly people behind him mended their knives one by one, picking up leaks.
A gold-swallowing ant the size of a puppy appears in front of the black boy.
Black Boy also punched him.
Bang.
A dull metal thump sounded.
The head of the puppy swallowing gold ant directly made a face-to-face salute to the ground, and a puff of smoke and dust stirred up on the ground.
The black boy was also uncomfortable, and his numb arm made him frown, and he took a few steps back to look at the gold-swallowing ants shrouded in smoke and dust.
An afterimage flashed, and Fast's figure appeared on the side of the black boy.
Fast asked, "How?" β
Black Boy replied, "The shell is too hard, wait and see." β
Fast smiled and asked again, "How hard?" Your strength can shatter even the stones in the pit with one punch, unless it's ......"
Black Boy nodded: "Well, its shell is indeed equivalent to the hardness of gold stone. β
Fast said: "Then what should I do, I didn't expect to meet a high-defense old monster at the beginning, no, this guy is not an old monster, he is going to be in trouble." β
"Damn."
Pechon's voice came, and Fast turned his head to look, and an afterimage flashed, and Fast had disappeared in place.
Bei Xiong retreated, his hands flicked wildly, and two throwing knives whistled past.
The little dog that was chasing after Pei Xiong swallowed the ant, and with a flick of his head, the two throwing knives left an imperceptible mark next to his bulging eyes and flew out.
In front of Fast's eyes were colored lines, and because of his speed, he saw something different.
Spotting the black lines, Fast slammed the dagger to his wrist with his right hand.
The puppy swallowing ant saw a flower in front of him, and his legs and claws were beaten, and he fell headlong into the ground, and the hard ground was plowed out of a deep furrow by its long beak.
Pei Xiong gasped for breath and sweated profusely as he looked at the gold-swallowing ants that shook their heads and got up.
"Damn, this guy not only has a hard shell, but even his mouth is so powerful. If this is placed in the countryside, it can completely replace the tool of ploughing. As soon as Fast flashed, he appeared on Pechon's side: "Are you okay?" β
Pei Xiong looked down at his waist and abdomen, a scarlet wound, and the blood that had soaked out had stained his clothes red.
"Hide in time, otherwise, you might really die here."
Fast looked at the crowd of people who were fighting fiercely, and there were already more than a dozen people lying in pools of blood.
The rabbit-sized gold-swallowing ant has an amazing bouncing power, and players with low strength are accidentally pounced on the faΓ§ade, and under the sharp beak, red and white things are splattered out, and the number of players in the gathering place who fall in a pool of blood and twitch is still increasing.
Fast looked to the side, and the black boy was confronting a gold-swallowing ant.
The Gold-Swallowing Ant in front of him and Pechon seemed to be taller than the one Blackboy was facing.
There are also three gold-swallowing ants of about the same size wreaking havoc.
Fast frowned and said: "We must find out where their weaknesses are as soon as possible, otherwise, it won't take more than ten minutes for us to be wiped out." β
Fast patted Pechon on the shoulder and said, "Dude, hold on, go over there to help, these big guys, leave it to me first." β
Pechon looked at Vistur, and after a moment, nodded.
You can only use speed to entangle them first, and if you find their weaknesses, it's fine, but if you can't find them, let alone upgrade to level 10, you may even lose your life here.
It was then that Fast realized why the upper echelons had raised the danger level to such an extent and rushed out to deal with the crisis.
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Underground gathering place, dimly lit monitoring room.
On the swivel chair under the fluorescence of the monitor, a majestic body suddenly scolded: "What a bunch of fools, the team can only play its greatest role when they are together, fight separately, and die faster." β
On either side of the swivel chair stood a person.
A man was strong, and in the faint light, a hideous scar could be seen on his face.
The other person, tall and thin, was dressed in a Zhongshan close-fitting black power suit, with a wisp of oblique bangs that covered half of the gold-framed glasses.
The standing Scarface said, "Eighth Master, do you want us to go out?" β
The swivel chair turned around, and on the swivel chair, the majestic man had the same hideous scar on his face, but the difference was that the direction of the scar between the two was diametrically opposed.
The eighth master said: "You haven't seen the real gold-swallowing ants, if they can't even clean up these little minions, then they should die." β
The man in the gold-rimmed glasses suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at the monitor.
The swivel chair turned around, staring at the display screen, and the eighth master said, "Are you coming?" β
On the display screen, at the entrance of Star Silver Island, there were hundreds of gold-swallowing ants the size of puppies, swarming in.
A place beyond the reach of normal people's eyes is on a small dirt slope directly opposite Star Silver Island.
A large gold-swallowing ant with a huge body, two meters tall, four grasping the ground, standing up, two antennae full of one meter long, constantly tapping.
The two compound eyes protruding from the triangular head observed indifferently, and everything that happened on the Silverland Island kept flashing frame by frame in its raised compound eyes. (To be continued.) )