"The pace of the output is okay." Wang Mo looked at the speed at which the Flame Behemoth's blood volume fell, and said slowly, but although he said that it was okay, Wang Mo's brows gradually furrowed.

Now it's just okay, then it will definitely not work in the future, you must know that since the fourth stage, players are inevitably attrition due to various skills, even with Wang Mo's reminder, it is difficult to stop this trend, there are really some skills that can not be avoided by knowing the way.

A team of more than one million people, there are only more than 300,000 left so far, and there are constantly players who have been hit by the boss's skills and attacks turned into white light and rose, and the charging and crushing road of the flame giant beast has killed countless players in seconds, and it will definitely continue to reduce the number of people in the future, Wang Mo really has some doubts about whether these people can hold on to the blood of fourteen percent.

Although the confidence is not very strong, but the battle still has to be fought, Wang Mo has always had confidence, it is really urgent that he can still summon Barak to face the flame behemoth, even if it affects his plan to open up the wasteland, at least this wave will not be lost.

The Flame Behemoth lost its hatred control, rushing left and right in the crowd, and the players who were locked by it all hurriedly dodged, and on both sides of it, more players surrounded it like a tide, following the Flame Behemoth as it rushed and output, countless attacks poured into the Flame Behemoth's body, shattering the already scarred steel body to pieces, and with the drop in blood volume, some parts of the Flame Behemoth's body had begun to fall off.

"Everyone works hard, and the Flame Behemoth will have fourteen percent of its blood left, and we can trample it to death with one foot and one foot!"

"The first kill is at your fingertips, brothers and sisters, come on!"

Among these groups of players who participate in the output queue. There are constantly people spontaneously cheering up their teammates around them, and now most players are still optimistic, and they are fighting very hard, and even some players with guild organizations have been ordered from above, and they have turned on the ultimate move to output, and they are the most bloody after that.

Obviously, at this time, everyone can't help it, and if they keep it any longer, it will only be a way to destroy the group that no one wants to see, so many players who still have their hands before are also completely let go. The ultimate is exhausted. The speed of the blood rush has actually accelerated a lot.

Despite the reduction in numbers, due to the size of the Flame Behemoth and the range of the player, not everyone was able to hit the Flame Behemoth in the first place, and the attrition only made the overall quality of the player lower. In fact, the number of people who hit the Flame Behemoth is not much less. Players are still crazy about blood. An atmosphere of fighting to the end gradually spread across the steel square, and the blood volume of the Flame Behemoth couldn't stop sliding down the lull at all.

"Whew-"

A fiery red beam of hot light whistled through the void, shuttling into the crowd in an instant. In an instant, a large area of death white light was set off, and the raging sea of fire burned wildly, and in an instant, it took away the lives of thousands of players, and the discerning people found that with the extension of the battle time, the Grim Reaper mode not only showed no signs of ending, but the frequency of the flame monster's skills became more and more frequent.

In the past, when there was a large amount of people, you could also gather tens of thousands of mages at a time, led by some legendary mages to open the magic enchantment and resist one or two times, or by the god-level master of Feiyu to resist it, and now there is basically only a part left to dodge, dodging an attack, and only then can you defeat less than one percent of the blood volume of the flame beast.

"It's not okay to go on like this!"

Angel Holy Sword had a calm face, and he also stopped the output, as a legendary master, he also joined the output queue before, contributing his own strength, but the more he fought, the more he felt that something was wrong, and if he continued to fight like this, it was estimated that even if he could barely hold on, the flame beast was afraid that he would be able to wipe out everyone with a trace of blood.

He is now the leader of the Sunseeker Alliance, and he wants to decide the fate of those players who follow him, at this time, the Angel Holy Sword also looked at Wang Mo, who was silent in mid-air, and a gloomy look crossed his eyes.

He suddenly had a feeling, a feeling that Wang Mo was taking advantage of him - this kind of thing happened last time he was chasing time, according to himself, being yin by the dragon soul once, it was like being bitten by a poisonous snake, the angel holy sword knew some insiders, and he also took it as a warning.

And at this time, this feeling suddenly became extremely strong.

As the president of a super guild, he has a wealth of experience in dungeons, according to his estimates, the remaining players have no hope of persevering to the first kill anyway, and it is estimated that the group will be wiped out after hitting about three or four percent, presumably not only he saw it, but everyone tacitly knew it.

Fei Yu didn't bring the core members of the subordinate guilds such as Cross Rose and White Windmill in this wasteland, and he didn't even bring in legendary masters, which is definitely unreasonable, why is it? Because the death of the group in Ulduar is to be downgraded, and the external war between Flying Feather and the Sunseeker Alliance is hot, the most unseen thing is that the core members are damaged in the slightest.

Now that their millions of players are trying their best, they have finally beaten this unbeatable, almost unattainable flame beast to the brink of death, but he is very skeptical that he and the others will be able to hold on to the moment of the first kill...... Or is it that Fei Yu played everyone, and wanted to wait until everyone was almost dead and on the verge of being hung up, and then he shot to take the first kill of the last and collect all the equipment.

The Angel Holy Sword has a clear understanding of the strength of Wang Mo and Death Blade, if they do their best, the Flame Behemoth will definitely be cut down without resistance, the problem is that until now, the members of Feiyu have basically used conventional means, and they haven't even opened a law skill.

And if at the last moment, when everyone is exhausted, Fei Yu breaks out again, and there is absolutely no suspense in winning the first kill, then it can be said that the players of the entire wilderness group have made wedding dresses for Fei Yu...... That's the loot of legendary equipment, and he'd do the same thing if he replaced him, and to hell with his reputation.

In fact, in this matter, the Angel Holy Sword really guessed wrong, when the Flame Behemoth hung up, Wang Mo would do his best to fight for all the legendary items, but he didn't have the slightest intention of using these players, this kind of thing Wang Mo would not do easily. He wasn't so eager for legendary gear as he was.

It's just that Wang Mo also saw that according to this trend, maybe he and others will survive after the worst, but it is certain that these players will collectively wipe out the group, and now even the attrition of the major large guilds is mostly more than half, and many guilds have already been wiped out, and no one dares to say that they can survive to the bottom.

And if it really reaches the end of the day, and only Feiyu and these players are left, Wang Mo will not sit idly by and let the first kill slip away.

Luckily. Most players don't bother with this at all. They were immersed in the tense RUSH blood grabbing, and the blood volume of the Flame Behemoth was decreasing, and when more than 10,000 players hung up, it also dropped to 12%.

For the safety of the team. The Tragic Song of the Stars was finally killed by the small corner. There are fewer and fewer players who can take charge on their own. Death Blade and Distraction were all placed in key positions to prevent the destruction of the regiment in one blow, but ordinary attrition was still unavoidable.

More and more people are aware of the current situation. But Wang Mo, as the commander-in-chief, did not speak, and they did not dare to say it easily, once they said it at this time, it would make the fighting spirit of all players collapse, and then the destruction of the group would really become a foregone conclusion, and no one would dare to take this responsibility.

The remaining 200,000 or so people are not only fighting for themselves, but also for the remaining 700,000 teammates who have hung up, and many more players who are waiting for the first kill outside the Ulduar dungeon so that they can continue to open up the wasteland.

As the Flame Behemoth's HP dropped by 10%, all the players forcibly increased their attack output again, and many players who were still controlling the blue amount to maintain the battle before began to let go and attack, and now everything is empty talk, only the blood grabbing is true!

The Flame Behemoth is still releasing its skills, and the frequency is becoming more and more frequent, but players are also starting to ignore it more and more, ten percent of the blood has already entered the slashing stage, and countless warriors have long begun to use slashing skills frantically, even if they can't kill directly, a single slash can cause a huge output.

The warrior's slashing skill has a chance to kill enemies whose blood volume is below a certain limit, and the lower the blood volume, the higher the chance of success, in addition, the success rate is also related to the level and rank of both sides.

Slash! Slash! Slash!

The lower the blood volume of the Flame Behemoth, the higher the output that the warrior player can cause, the output of a group of warriors quickly climbed up in the output list, Aragorn's output has approached the highest Wang Mo, and the blood volume of the Flame Behemoth is actually increasing instead of decreasing, pouring like flowing water!

The Flame Behemoth is constantly rampage through the crowd, crushing a large number of players, and at the same time, various group AOE attacks have never stopped, and the release of the four tower skills is becoming more and more frequent, especially the Tower of Nature, which has summoned two Guardians of Nature in a short period of time, and a large number of mobs have piled up around the square.

"Half of the people on the periphery all went to drag these little monsters, and then directly ignored them, and the rest continued to grab blood!" Wang Mo hurriedly commanded.

The further back, the easier it is for the team to collapse in an instant, whether it is being overwhelmed by a tide of mobs, or being electrocuted by an orbital Thor cannon that hits the crowd in an instant, it is possible, and the current blood-grabbing stage is completely walking a tightrope, either you die or I die!

Wang Mo's face was quietly suspended in mid-air, the dark blue light in his hand was surging, and one spell after another burst out and fell violently on the flame beast below, Wang Mo had already begun to use the magic line technique to strengthen the output, and the sharp blue light bombarded down one after another, bringing up terrifying damage numbers.

He also began to fight, Wang Mo maximized the efficiency of his spells, appropriately opened some equipment skills and small state spells, and the output was once again slightly raised a notch, and at the same time, the overheated and melted DEBUFF flickered more and more frequently, and it was about to disappear!

"Come on, everyone! Fight! ”

The tide of attacks smashed on the body of the flame beast, the dense damage numbers were almost superimposed and could not be seen clearly, and the atmosphere of madness and desperation spread on the steel square, infecting every player, and many lone masters who have survived until now can't help but turn on the ultimate, and every player is red-eyed and begins to fight frantically! Many players don't even dodge attacks and skills anymore, and only the boss's HP is left in their eyes.

They all want to contribute the best output before they die!

A group of players from the Rice Legion also gathered together and burst out with the strongest output, except for Fei Yu, they are the strongest master players, contributing the most output!

The battle became extremely tragic in an instant, and the release of the Flame Behemoth's skills began to be almost uninterrupted, slaughtering all the players frantically, and the players who were close to the Blaze Behemoth died in a wave, and then went up a batch, everyone tried their best to contribute their own output before dying, at this time, many players even forgot their original intention for the equipment, and simply fought frantically for the first kill regardless of casualties at any cost!

In the steel square, the blood volume of the flame beast is falling one after another, and the white light of the player's death is also rising uninterruptedly, densely occupying the entire sky, which is magnificent, and the players who watched the battle on the forum are a little shocked.

With a series of high-heat beams and freezing beams constantly sweeping through the crowd, at a certain moment, the situation finally got completely out of control, and more and more players began to die, and finally exceeded the scope of the wilderness development group, but the remaining players are still outputting at all costs, and many players know that the road is no longer powerless, but instinctively doing the only thing they can do-

Rush！ Rush！ Rush again, grab blood! Grab blood! Grab the blood again!

In this case, the Flame Behemoth's HP also gradually dropped.

7%……

6%……

"Magic Melody, what the hell do you think, we all know that there is no hope for Lu Dao to continue fighting like this, do you really want to see our group annihilated?" When the Flame Behemoth's HP dropped by six percent, someone finally couldn't help but ask loudly in annoyance.

Now it seems that the blood grabbing is very ferocious, but the skills of the flame beast in the fourth stage are almost no longer interrupted, and every percent of the blood volume drops, it will cost the death of more than 10,000 or even more players, and until now, there are less than 200,000 players still alive, and most of the remaining hundreds of thousands of people are still resisting the mobs, and only the most core tens of thousands of people are really out.

Among these tens of thousands of players, there are of course Wang Mo and Death Blade, which are epic masters with extremely high output, but even if other players explode hysterically, it is not enough to defeat the remaining blood volume in a short period of time.

There are definitely less than five minutes left for them. (To be continued......)