Chapter Ninety-Six: The First Entry Copy
The team of forty people got on the horse and marched along the established route. The dust splashed by the horses' hooves was spectacular, attracting the attention of other adventurers who were farming monsters.
Generally, adventurers who farm monsters outside are in teams of five or in a single unit, and it is rare to see so many people go out in groups.
The last time was when the Wolves chartered the field.
"It seems that it should be a grand guild that has opened a team dungeon." In the distance, an adventurer who saw this scene muttered to himself.
"Boss, isn't this team copy going to be profitable." A younger adventurer next to him had a hint of greed and envy in his eyes.
"It's to make a lot of money, but you also have to have a life to spend it." The muttering adventurer said with a sneer.
"I joined a guild before, opened a team dungeon, and a large number of people killed it."
"In the end, only a few people escaped, and the president died inside."
"I'm lucky that I'm the one behind the back hall, so I picked up half a life." The adventurer's expression darkened when he said this.
This also made the neck of the young adventurer who had just looked greedy shrunk, and there was a burst of excitement, and there was no greed at all.
Just kidding, three or two out of forty people survived, and this mortality rate is something that everyone will tremble.
The team of forty people led by Wang Haiyang came to the circular teleportation array, and they all walked in, and after a dreamlike teleportation, everyone appeared in a desert.
The area around this teleportation array was covered with yellow sand, and many monsters could be seen wandering in the distance, but they did not approach the area of the teleportation array.
If you look closely, you can see that this small area of the teleportation array has a transparent film energy cover, which completely covers this area and isolates it into a safe area.
"Guys, get ready, we're ready to go in." Wang Haiyang shouted loudly, then spat on his hand, rubbed it, and then picked up his conqueror's sword, revealing a bandit aura, completely replacing the previous elegant aura.
"Ready!" The voices of the crowd in response were like thunder, and their morale was like a rainbow.
Li Musheng nodded slightly, and the prison was already in his hand.
Under the leadership of Wang Haiyang, everyone stepped out of the energy film cover.
In an instant, I felt the feeling of yellow sand particles lapping on my cheeks, and the wind was howling, if it was an ordinary person, it would have been blown by the strong wind at this moment.
But all the adventurers present are experienced adventurers, all licking blood on the tip of the knife to beg for a living, and naturally there is no impact.
Soon, a group of monsters with blood-red "bloodthirsty eight-legged monsters" on their heads crawled in droves.
As the name suggests, the monsters all have eight legs, a pair of huge pincers at the corners of their mouths, as if they were a combination of a spider and a crab, and move at a speed like a car rampage through the ground at a speed of thirty miles, each the size of a cow.
After a while, he rushed in front of everyone.
"The main assault team rushes forward!"
"Auxiliary assault teams defend on both flanks!"
"The support team should be ready to support at any time!"
"Kill!" Wang Haiyang yelled for tactical arrangement.
The war group of forty people immediately performed their duties and arranged in place.
The three main attacking teams immediately formed a pointed triangle.
Wang Haiyang stood on the tip of the corner with the sword of the conqueror in his hand.
Li Musheng's team is on the left.
The bloodthirsty eight-legged monster had already rushed to the front of the team like a tide, and it was instantly a mess.
The bloodthirsty octagonal monsters were like roaring waves, trying to sweep this small ship of human flesh into the abyss.
But this little boat of human flesh is like a rock, immovable, not eroded by the great waves.
And the bow of the ship is like a sharp knife, stuck in the center of the waves.
Instead of knocking the boat overturned, the waves were losing ground in the center.
Wang Haiyang's performance really shocked Li Musheng.
He always thought that even if Wang Haiyang was strong, he would be limited in strength, at most he was one line higher than Li Qiankun of the Wild Wolf Gang.
Unexpectedly, he had one person and one sword, and there was a rain of swords in the sky, and the bloodthirsty eight-legged monster in front of him was directly cut into flesh by the sword qi, and the bloody qi swept away with the sand wind, becoming a fishy wind.
Even if the bloodthirsty eight-legged monster is only a level 10 monster, it can kill so many times so easily and freely.
Master Li also has a thumbs up in his heart.
"Yes, yes, if you face Wang Haiyang, I think I can use one hand." Master Li nodded slightly in his heart, looking like Lao Tzu used one hand to deal with you, it is already a great fallacy, you should be content.
Compared with Wang Haiyang's big opening and closing, Li Musheng is much more subtle and introverted, only taking a monster's head on the neck with a sword, never wasting a trace of strength, and every sword is directly killed.
And the number of steps forward is not less than that of Wang Haiyang, and he is firmly behind Wang Haiyang's team in two positions.
It can be regarded as showing a different style, because they are all tenth-level monsters, to be honest, Master Li is boring in his heart, and it is not challenging at all.
If you can brush Douyin, Master Li can now swing a sword casually with his left hand, take out his mobile phone with his right hand to swipe the live broadcast, and brush the gifts.
He Mei is extinct in her hands, and the momentum I have in the world is the same as Wang Haiyang's routine, fists to the flesh, tigers and tigers.
The fist wind is fierce, and it can shake off many monsters.
Often with one punch, the defense of the high point is beaten back, and the defense of the lower point is directly hit and exploded on the spot, flesh and blood fly, and the scene was once bloody and violent.
The veteran player Zhao Shumin can't be too far behind, as soon as the arrows come out, there are few people who can compete with him, and a rain of swords is a hell on earth.
As soon as the fire dragon arrow is released, a fire dragon can burn the sky and destroy the earth, igniting all the monsters in an area and turning them into a sea of fire.
In terms of full-field output, although Li Musheng and Wang Haiyang were killed, it was obvious that Zhao Shumin's range damage was more fatal.
So far, Zhao Shumin has caused the highest group damage.
With these powerful teammates here, Big Mouth is estimated to be the most painful one.
I thought that when I was assigned to the main attack team, I could feel the ferocity of the monsters like a tide, but I wanted to be reduced to a knife man now, as long as these three big guys were not killed, he had the opportunity to make up for the knife, and he also had nowhere to use his skills, and a feeling of the end of the hero came out leisurely.
There was still something to do when the big mouth was so loud that Zhao Ya, another person in the team, almost took out the bench and sat there eating melon seeds to watch the play.
Needless to say, Li Musheng has a high defensive power, and many monsters can't even break his defenses, so they don't need to add blood at all.
He Mei is also a high-sensitivity player, and basically dodges a lot of damage points.
Zhao Shumin is in the rear again, and the monster can't touch it at all.
As for the big mouth, he was originally a sword man, and he basically couldn't resist damage.
Therefore, Zhao Ya's task volume is almost gone, so she can only mix in the team, slowly moving forward, and basically has nothing to do.
The first team of the main attack and the second team of the main attack basically became the sharp knives of the entire team, scraping the flesh and blood of this bloodthirsty eight-legged monster group.
The four teams on the two flanks were basically on the defensive, adopting a strategy of shrinking and tightly protecting the flanks.
Wang Haiyang's allocation of the team is still very reasonable.
The configuration used by the support team is all three shield warriors, one axe hand plus one healing, and the defense is leveraged, although the output is not enough.
But it's completely resistant.
The support team is made up of three shield warriors and a healer, and one is a high-attack assassin to support the first echelon.
It is very suitable for this kind of battle that can be configured as a team.
With four squads defending and three sharp knife teams attacking, you can go very far here.
After the battle, Wang Haiyang also showed a relieved expression when he saw the performance of Li Musheng's team.
"I didn't let Lao Tzu's feelings go in vain, this kid is not only powerful himself, but the strength of the whole team is not weak" Wang Haiyang couldn't help but secretly think.
The small boat of human flesh, which had just been like a human boat drifting in the roaring waves, had turned into a bulldozer.
Born on the map of this bloodthirsty eight-legged monster, a path has been launched, which is naturally also a blood-colored road.
Because this path is made of the blood and stump of the bloodthirsty eight-legged monster.
Sure enough, the brainless creatures are the most terrifying, and it stands to reason that the casualty rate of the bloodthirsty eight-legged monster will completely cause a group to retreat, and other intelligent races have long since collapsed.
But now, there is no trace of fear in the eyes of every bloodthirsty eight-legged monster, as if it is made of wood, and it only knows how to move forward and kill.
And the more they fought, the more they died, the more fierce they rushed to kill, and the more they died.
But their death is like a seven-year-old child who wants to fight with an adult, although there are more of them, and when they meet ordinary adults, they may be able to eat elephants, but this adult at the top of the king is strong, and he is still the kind that has won the Sanda championship.
These seven-year-old children are not enough to see at all, and they are completely in a situation where they are going to be unilaterally beaten.
Obviously, seeing the lifeless appearance of the bloodthirsty eight-legged monster, Li Musheng and Wang Haiyang were also very excited.
This horse rider is all about experience and money, as well as equipment, I haven't brushed it so enjoyable for a long time.
Li Musheng almost groaned. Groaning out, it is also a change from the previous restrained fighting style, holding the prison with both hands is to charge all the way, the bloodthirsty eight-legged monster along the way will only be seriously injured when touched by the sword qi, Li Musheng charged alone, looking down at the sky, it was like a bare blood tree branch suddenly appeared branches, as if it was alive, growing.
Li Musheng's crazy behavior also stimulated Wang Haiyang's pride, and Wang Haiyang went all the way forward, speeding up the progress, and the main trunk of the blood tree was also growing desperately.
It seems that he wants to compete with Li Musheng in terms of speed, so that the main trunk of the blood tree grows faster than the branches.
Soon, under the leadership of these two madmen, the lineup of the bloodthirsty eight-legged monster has been chiseled through.
Li Musheng and Wang Haiyang were not happy, so they turned around and killed in the opposite direction, like Zhao Yun's fearless god of war who entered and exited seven times.
In this way, under the leadership of the two of them, the forty people repeatedly chiseled and attacked the bloodthirsty eight-legged monster.
It wasn't until the last eight-legged monster fell that the lawn mowing game was declared over.