Chapter 12: Hellish Dungeon

Coming out of this dungeon, the fat man's level was directly raised to level sixteen, and this time one person enjoyed the experience of the difficult dungeon exclusively, and the experience points increased were naturally fast. And at this time, the fat man looked at his sixteenth-level level, and then thought of his almost invincible posture of the difficult-level dungeon, and when he came out, he couldn't help but hesitate for a while when he looked at the hell-level dungeon in front of him!

"Go, don't go? Go, don't go?! In a trance, the fat man gritted his teeth and chose a hell-level copy.

"...... the player enters the hell-level dungeon, please note that after the death of the hell-level dungeon, it will drop a level directly, and the equipment in the equipment grid must drop one, the dropped equipment can be picked up by companions, and the difficulty of the dungeon will be adjusted with the player's comprehensive combat power value, is the player willing to enter this hell-level dungeon?"

"Go on!" The fat man gritted his teeth, but he didn't hesitate much when he looked at this choice, and muttered in his heart, "Anyway, I have a sharp weapon like the Far Traveling Shoes, and when the time comes, it's a big deal to use the teleportation skills on the Far Walking Shoes to flash people directly." ”

Thinking of this, the fat man entered this hell-level copy with a little apprehension, and soon saw the scorching town and reappeared in front of him, but at this time, it was not the imaginary elite infantry of the beast clan who appeared at his door, but five beast spearmen with spears in hand!

The attack range of this group of orc spearmen was extremely far, almost the moment the fat man saw this group of orc spearmen, he reacted, and the spear in his hand was burning with red flames, and immediately galloped out of the hands of the orc spearmen, crossed a rainbow-like trajectory, and shot directly towards the fat man.

In the face of such an attack, the fat man chose to bear it, rather than dodge, after all, at least look at the strength of this group of beast clan spearmen before he can decide whether to continue to fight, otherwise if he walks away like this, the fat man is afraid that he will not be able to pass the hell level of this "burning village" in his life.

However, the attack of these five orc spearmen directly knocked out more than 100 HP points of the fat man, which still does not count the damage effect of the fat man being burned by the flames of the boiling blood spear, and the attack of the two orc spearmen who were missed by the fat man. But even so, the fat man can't withstand a few rounds of the opponent's attacks, and the fat man's own damage to the orc spearman, without having to make a desperate bet, he has to attack at least a dozen times to be able to solve an orc spearman.

"Your sister, this still doesn't let people live!" The fat man's mouth couldn't help muttering, and he immediately entered a state of fading, and chose to use the hidden step to go over first, even if he encountered any danger, as long as he hid in the corner and opened the teleportation, there was always a chance to leave.

All the way forward, the fat man's mouth slowly opened wide, he did know that this hellish level of difficulty would be very difficult, but you are ten steps and one post, what are you doing!

Fifteen seconds of stealth time, but because of the reduction in movement speed, the fat man only passed a little distance, and was discovered by the dense beast spearmen behind, one by one the boiling blood spears, without hesitation, threw towards the fat man, under the front and back attacks, this density really doesn't make people live!

Wind Walk! Transmission!

In the face of such an overwhelming beast spear spearman's boiling blood spear, the fat man's hand speed at this time was so fast that even the fat man himself was a little surprised, but with the opening of the wind step for 2.25 seconds of physical invincibility time, all the attacks of these boiling blood spears that fell on the top of the fat man's head were missed.

Although the flames were still burning, under the resistance of the fat man's centaur vitality shield, these boiling blood spears did not cause any damage, and finally let the fat man pick up a small life! Thrillingly escaped from this overwhelming dungeon.

"Your sister's ......, this is really hell! It's impossible to get along alone! "The fat man couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the overwhelming boiling blood spear, you really don't want to remember that scene of your sister!

"No, it looks like we're going to have to find the team and organization first!" The fat man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he secretly made a decision in his heart, "Hell-level dungeon, one is missing four, lack of healing, MT, don't DPS." First come, first served, first served! ”

At this time, the fat man immediately opened his mouth, and at the door of the copy of this "Burning Village", he began to shout loudly, and when he heard the fat man's shout, everyone couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the fat man's level 16, he was really a madman.

However, there are still many people who look at the fat man's equipment again, at least for them at level 20, which is still quite good. Everyone suspected that the fat man was actually a legendary RMB player, so they went up to negotiate the price with the fat man.

Seriously, for a fat man who just made a windfall, this is really a good price to negotiate, after all, after clearing the hell-level dungeon, not only does it have excellent equipment, but more importantly, there are some good titles, which are quite valuable.

But after the fat man looked at the skills and caste they had, he shook his head helplessly, dealing with himself with more than 20 points in armor, the lethality of this group of orc spearmen is enough to have more than 30 points, and against those with armor values less than 10 points, is it better to go to death! In the face of this hell-level dungeon, even if it is a meat shield, it is impossible for the fat man to casually pull people in as substitute ghosts!

"Big brother, I heard that you will compensate for the loss of the Hell Dungeon, and if you succeed, you will have an additional income of 100 gold!" At this time, a warrior who looked rather rustic, listening to this accent as if he had come from the country, asked the fat man.

When the fat man heard this accent, he couldn't help but frown, and looked at the shy warrior.

Level 18, the equipment on the body, vanguard shield, chain mail, war drums, bracers, straw sandals. At this level, the vanguard shield and the war drum are two kinds of equipment, which can already be regarded as a master, but looking at the armor of this warrior, the fat man still frowned, because he is a warrior, so the vast majority of the addition is strength, so even with the equipment of chain mail, the armor of this warrior is only eight o'clock.

But seriously, this guy's HP is still quite a lot, it has reached more than 1500 points, and theoretically it can indeed hold out for a few rounds.

"Do you have any damage resistance skills?" The fat man looked at the warrior in front of him, hesitated slightly, but did not refuse, after all, if he wants to find another warrior like this, this difficulty is not ordinary!

"This ...... I also have a warrior roar, it's level 3 and can only last 2 seconds, but it can temporarily bless me with 30 points of defense, and let all enemies within 3 meters attack hermitage. The warrior touched his head and said, "There is also a passive skill that is Centaur Blood, which gives me an additional HP increase level of *15 and an additional 270 HP for my level 18." The last two remaining skills, one is Storm Hammer and the other is Spiral Counterattack, but they are only level 1. ”

"Tsk, no wonder ......" The fat man nodded, this guy's skill configuration can also be regarded as good, the Storm Hammer can be regarded as a relatively good first-hand control skill, even if it is a back-hand skill, even if it is only a level, it is enough, after all, the Storm Hammer will not increase the time of stun with the increase of level. Roaring at the opponent again, coupled with the constant spiral counterattack, can be regarded as half meat and half dps in the early stage.

"Then what is your War Spirit surname!" To be honest, you can wash it off after learning the skill, but after you have the war spirit, at least until now, I haven't heard of anyone who can wash off your war spirit, so basically the player's war spirit surname determines the player's strengthening direction. Of course, the war spirit can be regarded as the core secret of the player.

But now the fat man is smashing people with money, so he naturally wants the other party to tell all the information.

"My war spirit, it's a living armor!" However, this guy is also rough, and immediately revealed his surname, saying, "Whenever An is physically attacked, it can passively increase An's armor by 1 point and health recovery rate by 1 point/second." Each boost lasts for 20 seconds. Stacks up to 8 times. When stacked, it reduces true damage by 20. ”

"It's really ......" The fat man heard the words of this warrior, and his eyes suddenly lit up, this guy may really be the top MT he wants to find!

Thinking of this, the fat man suddenly raised his head and looked at this guy and said, "Ahem, one thing you may not know, you accept my employment, if you fail to clear the customs, then I will compensate for your equipment, but you can't take any of the equipment dropped by this copy after clearing the dungeon." You have to think about it! ”

"It's okay! I followed the eldest brother to get through the first time, and the second time I naturally knew how to fight, and the equipment was not bad for that time! The warrior shook his hand, patted his chest and replied with a smile.

Hearing this, the fat man couldn't help but drip a drop of cold sweat, it seems that there are still very few idiots in this world, but when he thought of the money he got from the centaur, the fat man was still ruthless, even if he failed, he would lose this windfall at most, and besides, he had stealth and long-range shoe teleportation, maybe he would be able to pick up his equipment back!

Thinking of this, the fat man was relieved for a while, but he became anxious again, now he only needs to find a priest who can heal, so his team is basically complete!

"Pastor...... Priest...... Where the hell are you, my dear pastor! The fat man did not raise his hand and screamed.

"That...... Are you looking for a priest......" A glutinous voice that seemed to be a marshmallow came from behind the fat man, making the fat man involuntarily turn his head to look!

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