Chapter 132: The so-called mystery does not save the wrong
In such a highly realistic game, someone like Rogers, who is fierce in reality, does have some advantages.
With the same attributes, Captain America's all-encompassing fighting skills allow him to hang his opponent up and fight, even if he is now a mage, but Hawkeye knows that even if Rogers doesn't use magic, he is still not Captain America's opponent in PK.
Hawkeye is a martial arts master himself!
He couldn't even beat that stupid squirrel.
Who knows how a squirrel uses human fighting skills, and with the strange power contained in that small body, can you imagine a strong agent like him being thrown over the shoulder by a squirrel twenty centimeters tall?
Plus the alloy arm that still exists in the game world.
Hawkeye is bitter.
Fortunately, although he is at the bottom of the three-person team, he is still ranked first as a marksman in the entire game environment, and there are still too few masters like Rogers who can force him to not even shoot an arrow.
"Captain, how about letting me open the corpse this time?" Hawkeye's face was eager to try.
Although this kind of dungeon boss is very powerful, it is also relatively speaking, the strength of Rogers' squad is absolutely top-notch, if they can't easily pass the dungeon in the game, other normal players don't want to play the game happily.
Lucy designed the game clearly not to go in the direction of "Dark Souls", and the mass route was his choice.
"You go away!" The little squirrel jumped in front of Hawkeye, "Could it be that you have forgotten your glorious history?" "Considering the disparity in force between the two sides, it is impossible for Hawkeye to touch the corpse.
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Originally, as an archer, Hawkeye was far away from the corpse after killing the monster, but now that the winter rat is in the way, he has no chance to touch the corpse.
But this is also the reason why he is too wrong, the boss of a squad dungeon, the basic drop is three purple epic equipment, and those who are lucky can also open a large backpack, rare mounts or pets and other small toys.
But Eagle Eye! He! I can open a bug!
When a bug was opened in a game built by Godhead, even Lucy was shocked at the time, but after careful investigation, he didn't find out what the problem was, and after thinking about it, Lucy gave Rogers a treasure chest for each of them as compensation.
Then Hawkeye opened 28.5G from the treasure chest that was basically out of the equipment.
It can be said that if it weren't for Rogers and Winter Rat to help open the equipment, it would be difficult for Hawkeye to get together this epic equipment.
"We have to believe in the law of conservation of character! You see that I was so miserable before, and now the system will definitely compensate me, maybe I can open legendary equipment? Hawkeye argued loudly, but with a hint of weakness.
"How about you try this first?" Rogers gestured to the corpse of one of the Guardian Elite monsters next to the boss.
"Captain, you don't believe me!" After Hawkeye protested, he still lost his desire to open the box, and happily touched the corpse of the elite monster.
"What's wrong?" The winter rat is also a little curious if Eagle Eye really comes to work on a day sometimes.
As a normal person, winter rats sometimes have the illusion that they are "conserved in luck".
"......" Hawkeye was silent.
"What the hell is there? Sophisticated equipment? The Winter Rat casually said a relatively poor drop.
"Megan's eternal guardian." Hawkeye said.
"Did you really open a legendary outfit?" The winter rat was startled.
"Or from the corpses of the elite mobs?" Rogers also spoke in surprise.
But when they squeezed forward and saw what Hawkeye was holding, they were speechless.
It was a piece of fat that looked like it was about to rot.
"Meghan's eternal guardian
When a lizardman is willing to share his food with you, it proves that he is willing to make an appointment with you for eternity.
Quality: Grey
Evaluation: There is a sincere love in this. ”
“……”
“……”
Winter Rat pulls Hawkeye within thirty yards of the boss's corpse, fearing that his aura will affect the boss's fall.
"What else do you have to say?" Winter Rat said in a complex tone of sympathy and disdain, resisting the urge to laugh out loud.
"Avengers, won't give up!" Hawkeye forcibly cheered himself up.
In fact, Hawkeye didn't suffer a big blow, after all, he couldn't pull Rogers and the others to farm monsters every time, and when he farmed alone, he had already experienced countless tragedies like this.
"Bucky! Come on, I've got a legendary glove! Rogers called out.
Bucky's profession is a warrior monk, and the gloves just happen to be his suitable equipment.
“!”
Hawkeye only felt his breath hold in his chest, and almost wanted to say goodbye to Rogers, the European Emperor.
Non-chieftains are nothing, but it's very uncomfortable for you to let a non-chief stay by the side of the Emperor Ou and watch the other party deliver good goods.
But thinking that he would have to rely on Rogers to help touch the legendary equipment, Hawkeye resisted the urge to break up.
In fact, Rogers can have such a high explosion rate, not only because of the blessing that Lucy gave him before, in fact, after the last time Hawkeye touched the corpse, the virtual godhead also considered fine-tuning the data of Hawkeye's account.
It's a pity that the effect is not great.
Some people are like this, as long as the probability is less than 100%, his fate will not change in the slightest.
So Lucy adjusted Rogers' data, in his opinion, Hawkeye is a pendant holding Rogers' thigh anyway, and directly increasing Rogers' data can be regarded as raising Hawkeye's data.
I wonder what Hawkeye would have done if he had learned this truth?
"Okay, we'll finish this week's dungeon." The Winter Rat who got the legendary weapon was delighted.
"What are we going to do next?" Anyway, now that there is a bill, they have a lot of free time to play games.
"Go to the arena, right? Although there are no missions right now, we had better not let our skills deteriorate. Rogers thought about it for a moment and made this decision.
Although the three of them don't have a lot of time to devote to games like those Internet addicts, and they are not the kind of game gods who know how to study skill development routines, but in the arena where they test their actual combat experience, Rogers and they undoubtedly have an absolute advantage.
"Mage?" A swordsman quickly decided on the basic course of the game after seeing Rogers' profession.
No matter what type of mage you are, melee combat is the only way for him to win.
"Bang!"
"Bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
The swordsman, who had been killed by a set of consecutive techniques, appeared outside the arena with a confused expression.
He brings up the system record.
"You take XXX points of flat A damage"
"You take XX points of flat A damage"
"You take XXX points of flat A damage"
……
"You're Dead"
The swordsman was silent for a long time.
"M.D. Gandalf."