Chapter 848: Churt's Black Hand (Medium)
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When the Barbarian Captain found out that these players and the snake people were in a gang, he didn't talk nonsense and shouted in a deep voice: "-Fight!" ”
He decided to strike first, holding the long axe and stepping on the shield raised by the human warrior, and then Tarzan pressed on the top, and the burly body and the long axe overlapped into a huge shadow, enveloping several players from the opposing camp.
"Boring!"
A female archer player with half of her face covered with a black silk scarf said coldly, and while retreating easily, she also picked up the compound longbow and shot a very special semi-solid arrow!
Laugh at.
The arrow was so fast that the savage did not react, and the arrow pierced his body, and he retreated uncontrollably, his face angry.
"Repel the arrow?!"
The next moment, the Barbarian Captain covered his head, which felt a strong tearing pain.
"Not a magic shooter...... What is her profession? The human warrior was terrified, but still had the courage to raise his shield to protect the barbarian.
"Psionic Arrow—"
"Blast!"
Once again, the female archer raised her compound longbow, and the semi-solid, transparent-colored arrows shot at the human warrior's shield, and with a boom, piercing explosion, the warrior and the barbarian were swept away.
"Run—" The barbarian was hard, not dead, and stubbornly raised his head on the ground and yelled at the other team members.
"Captain, I'll guard you, you go too!"
The human warrior Gollum rolls over and gets back to his shield.
The other four team members, the Priest, the Mage, the Ranger, and the Wanderer, did not hesitate to turn around and run.
This team has been formed since the launch of the 'Quetzalcoatl and the Witch' expansion a month ago, and the team members have a very tacit understanding and know that in this situation, the only way to minimize losses is to minimize losses. This is not an abandonment of comrades-in-arms, but a rational choice. The team needs to preserve their strength and continue to fight in the jungle.
"Want to go?"
The psionic archer sneered, pulled up the longbow, and a semi-solid psionic arrow condensed on the tight string again, but just as the female player was about to shoot an arrow, there was a male player next to her, carrying a spear and sprinting away like lightning.
"Click"
The jungle resounded with the roar of thunder and lightning, and it was not difficult to notice that the male player was walking on the ground with shiny electric wires flowing as he stepped on the ground.
Similarly, the thunder and lightning brewed in the palm of the male player's spear-holding hand, and he chased it for a distance, like a container of thunder and lightning, releasing a terrifying lightning field all over his body, and wherever he moved, the field moved, and the four escaped team members were swept into the field one after another, each screaming, paralyzing, or falling down, or shaking in place.
"Death—"
The male player shouted, and the spear stabbed at the strongest male priest among the four team members, snort, lightning formed on the tip of the spear and the surface of the priest's armor, and finally the armor could not bear it, the spear pierced the armor and the priest's body, and the witch camp player with the spear laughed, picked the priest in the air, released lightning energy, and let the electric snake continue to bombard the priest who was still struggling.
Soon, the priest's blood bottomed out, his hands and feet were stiff, and he hung on the spearhead.
Immediately after that, the male player held a spear and stared at the mage who was about to throw a spell at him, and a throwing short spear appeared in his left hand, and he threw it away with a sneer, click, as if lightning flashed, and the mage who was preparing the spell fell to the ground unwillingly and died.
The remaining two rangers and wanderers were unable to move an inch in the male player's lightning field, and each of their actions had to pass the paralysis test of electric shock, so the male player easily took the lives of the last two players.
The jungle returned to silence.
The human warrior and the barbarian captain became survivors instead.
"Who are you?" The captain of the barbarian roared, he knew that he had encountered a god-level team, and others could overthrow their team, the gap was too big, but the Feathered Serpent camp was not without masters!
"Alliance of Godslayers, Storm Cultists, Ek!" The male player walks over with a blood-stained lightning spear with a grim face.
"Very good, Godslayer Alliance, you guys hunted the players of the Quetzalcoatl camp, I remember!" The Barbarian Captain very simply chose to commit suicide.
The human warrior also wanted to kill himself, but he took a step too late and was impaled in the head by a spear from the blue-faced Storm Cultist.
"Ek!"
The psionic archer said behind him with a blank face, "You have revealed your identity and organization, and when Kyle is online, you can go and explain it to her." ”
"Rhona, I don't think we need to hide our Godslayer Alliance now." The Wild Storm Cultist, with his lightning spear stuck upside down in the dirt.
Behind the two psykers are three silent male and female players.
A young male player with a dull complexion, who looks like a mage or warlock, but instead of holding a staff in his hand, he holds a magic tool hammer.
The second person was a priest, a woman, with a gorgeous pure gold sword and shield held in her left and right hands, a white cloak hanging behind her, and a gold-encrusted armor clinging to her body to show off her beauty and heroism.
The third player is a small, cute female dwarf, but she holds a staff and appears to be a spellcaster.
If Charles were here, it would not be difficult to tell that these three people were the Heavenly Blessing, the Trap Warlock, and the Psychic Warlock.
Coupled with the female archer 'Soul Bow', as well as the Storm Believer who has just made a big move, this five-person team actually has three psionic professionals, and the remaining two have very special professions!
There was a sudden change in the simple camp, a player went online, and the body gradually condensed around the campfire, looking at the figure of a female player, at this time the five team members all cast respectful glances.
"Kyle, you're online!" Soul Bow Rhona pointed at several unrecognizable corpses outside the camp with her hand, ignoring the vicious gaze of Storm Cultist Ek, and said coldly, "There is a fool who has exposed our organization and identity!" ”
"Huh?"
The female players on the line have mature eyebrows, and their facial features are not particularly outstanding, but they have a dusty temperament when matched together. She wore a black robe with dark gold patterns, apparently some kind of cloth armor profession.
Storm Cultist Eck reflexively lowered his head at the gaze of the female leader Kyle.
To Ex's relief, the female leader's gaze did not linger on him for long before retreating, and then a faint voice came out of the camp:
"The Godslayer Organization really shouldn't go down in such a nameless state, I know you all have a fire in your hearts."
"This expansion, if we can help the witch side and achieve the final victory, we will have the opportunity to complete the mission and get the artifact left by the Creation Twin Serpents of the Ancient Thunder Era."
"Of course, that artifact originally belonged to the evil serpent that had fallen into purgatory and disappeared."
Artifact!
The players of the God Eater organization present were all scorching.
"If we have an artifact in our hands, we can pick out the top 10 on the list...... Including the chief god who is firmly in the first place, hehe......"
Storm Cultist Ek licked the corners of his slightly chapped mouth.
Since the charr did not broadcast live, of course this group did not know about the series of events that happened in the Naese Mountains some time ago. They didn't even know that the Charr had actually been recognized as a high-level artifact. (To be continued.) )