At this time, there was a storm on the Internet, and the plan designated by the little beast, although it was thwarted by the appearance of the fat man when it came to seizing Irishni. But it is undeniable that this time he attacked in nine ways, and the city of eight roads was broken, setting off a violent storm in the game world, and in an instant, the game world, which was originally calm, set off a monstrous wave in an instant.

I have to say that this time the Beast God Alliance has a lord-level boss like a Beamon Monster as a bridgehead, and launched an attack on the player's city, which is something that players have never encountered before, so they were directly caught off guard, and this group of Beamon Monsters cooperates with the tactics of elite players, at least in the siege battle is a pretty good highlight.

If even Ireland broke through this time, then the prestige of the little beast would definitely be pushed to an extremely high level, but the appearance of the fat man was through the actions of the little beast to divide the glory equally.

The fat man fought in two places, won in both places, one person vs all the players in Tide City, but the more he fought, the more courageous he became, suppressing all the players seventy-five meters away, and then when Irish Ni was attacked, at the last moment, he flew to the rescue, stabilized his position, and repelled the attack of the Beamon player with the strength of one person, and successfully killed the opponent in the face of the Beamon giant beast in front of him! No matter how you look at this, this is the performance that the protagonist in the novel should have.

If it's just that, it would be fine, but with the addition of the other eight fallen cities as a foil, the strength shown by the fat man is enough to make the vast majority of players bow down. If the little beast shows an unparalleled layout and well-designed mind, then the fat man shows his own personal strength.

In this battle, although the fat man defended Ireland, the little beast captured eight elven cities, and opened a small gap in the defense system of the elves, which can be said to be very strategic. At the same time, defending Irish Ni is also equivalent to guarding the bridgehead of the elves' counterattack on Beamon, otherwise the door of the elves to the orcs can be said to be completely open, and it is also very important for the elves to defend Ireland. Because of this, both of them were pushed to the forefront for a while.

So, what are fat people doing now? At this time, the fat man's eyes were staring at the two scrolls and thinking carefully.

Psychic Blade: Harnesses mystical psychic power to increase your attack range and inflict a piercing effect on your attacks. L1 Effect: Increases attack range by 5 meters and deals the same holy damage to 20%* of the player's attack range behind the target.

Carnage: Replenishes one's own energy through enemy blood, killing a player unit drains 30% of that player's HP, and killing a non-player unit drains 10% of the non-player's HP. If you die within 20 meters of you, drain 5% of the target's HP from 5% of the dead target. This effect cannot be applied to allied units. Clones do not inherit this effect.

The skill of Mind Blade is a skill scroll that the fat man obtained after destroying the foundation stone of the Sea Dragon Society, and Carnage is a skill scroll obtained after killing the Beamon Behemoth. To be honest, if it's just a skill scroll, the fat man doesn't need to worry at all, after all, he only has one skill grid, but now that he has two skill scrolls, the fat man can't make a choice.

First of all, the Blade of the Heart.,For other people.,This skill is just a simple enhancement of their own attack distance.,Even if its penetration effect is said to be divine damage.,But if you want to attack the target in this way, then it's definitely a matter of paying attention to positioning.。 And it doesn't directly increase the attack caste, so for the vast majority of players, this skill is not a good skill, only a few people like fawns may need it, so it is not incomprehensible that this skill is thrown into the warehouse and not moved, and then it is not an incomprehensible thing that the fat man will get it.

But although for other people this skill is like dregs, but for the fat man it is a treasure, it is true that the effect of this skill on other people is not obvious, but for the fat man it has the effect of splitting arrows, others can only hit one line at a time, but they can play several ways, plus the strengthening of the doppelganger, under such an effect, it is equivalent to forming a laser net in front of the fat man, so that the fat man has the aoe ability to defy the sky when fighting in a group.

However, for the fat man, the slaughter effect is not bad, because it can make the fat man's endurance to be fully guaranteed, especially for the fat man with a split arrow, he can't only attack a single target, his split arrow will attack the enemy units that exist around, so as long as there are enemies nearby, and as long as he kills an enemy, he will ensure that he can stand farther away, with his own title of rebirth, he can stand longer in the group battle.

Faced with these two choices, the fat man narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a long time, and kept turning his eyes around at this moment, and finally took a deep breath, looked at the Blade of the Heart, and sighed, "I chose you!" ”

The two effects of slaughter and psychic blade have their own benefits, but the reason why the fat man really fancies the psychic blade in front of him is that after this battle, the fat man also found that he does not lack lasting ability on the battlefield, just the blood of the berserker, luck, magic shield, elven dance steps, these skills have ensured that he can stand on the battlefield. Even if you learn to slaughter, you just want to stand a little longer. But if it is replaced with a heart blade, it can further improve the lethality of the fat man, although this improvement is inconspicuous, but with the effect shown by his own clone, it can definitely make the vast majority of players desperate. Of course, more importantly, the fat man feels that as a long-range archer, distance is the first guarantee of his life, if no one can get close to him within 100 meters, then he will be invincible!

After making a good choice, the fat man also breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the Blue Maple Guild not far away, and walked towards the Blue Maple Guild, all the players who saw the fat man along the way, with a look of adoration on their faces, because this group of players saw with their own eyes how the fat man used his own strength to turn the tide, if it weren't for the fat man's amazing DPS and thick HP in front of the Beamon giant beast and repelled the attack of the Beamon player, Irish Ni would have disappeared long ago.

"Dugu, you have something to do with me!" Hearing the arrival of the fat man, Lan Feng at this time put down the matter in his hand for the first time and asked the fat man. With the end of this battle, Lan Feng, the president of the first guild of Irish, has become a busy man, from the maintenance of the city's defense system to the equipment rewards of his players, all of which need to be taken care of by Lan Feng one by one, so at this time, Lan Feng is eager to have the ability of a shadow clone to help him deal with things.

"There's something going on!" The fat man looked at Lan Feng in front of him, but said with a smile, "I have some equipment here, I want to ask you, can you eat it!" As he spoke, he showed 20% of the equipment and props he had directly plundered from the Sea Dragon Guild to Lan Feng in front of him. If the fat man was to deal with these things himself, the fat man would not have this spare time. It's better to hand over all these things to Lan Feng, and just count the money yourself.

"This, this, this..." At this time, Lan Feng looked at the props that the fat man showed him, but his brows couldn't help but raise slightly, but he had a little anticipation in his heart. In this game, any equipment is damaged, every death may cause damage to the equipment on your body, the equipment can still be used, but the effect will decrease, if you die again during this period, the equipment can still be used, but the effect of the equipment decreases again, there is no end, know that all the castes are all zero, but the equipment will not be destroyed. However, the probability of this kind of occurrence is not high, only about 1 in 10, and as long as you still have the accessories of this equipment, you can directly repair it through the blacksmith.

Therefore, equipment accessories are both repair materials and combined accessories, so compared to the finished product, the value of these accessories is not low, especially when this battle has just been fought, and many equipment in the guild needs to be repaired, so naturally it requires a lot of accessories. Even Lan Feng, the first guild of Irish Ni, was a little nervous at this time.

And the accessories or equipment that the fat man got from the Sea Dragon Guild, as long as he didn't use it, the fat man traded all of them to Lan Feng, and Lan Feng also needed these accessories at this time, this win-win cooperation, both sides were quite satisfied.

After the transaction was completed, the fat man was about to leave, and at this time, he saw two elves with a faint light floating in front of the fat man and others, the fat man was slightly stunned, only to see that the elf fell into the fat man's hand and turned into a palm-sized leaf with jade texture and vision, which flickered for a while and then dimmed.

This is an invitation to invite the fat man and others to gather in the lord's mansion. Seeing this scene, the fat man couldn't help but glance at Lan Feng beside him, but when he saw Lan Feng, he also frowned like himself, obviously even he didn't know what was going on.

"City Lord's Mansion..."Looking at the three words on the invitation, the fat man at this time couldn't help but remember that when he had just come to Ireland, the four Irish Ni leaders who played mahjong suddenly raised their eyebrows, and always felt that tomorrow would be an ominous feeling!

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