Chapter 163: Former Teammates

The sound of gunfire, especially dense gunfire, can be heard over a long distance in a relatively open place, but in such a dense forest, it is the opposite. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Meng Fanlin and the three of them walked out of the distance of five or six hundred meters with a big grin, and stood directly on the edge of the battlefield with a swagger, only less than 20 meters away from the center of the battlefield, which was almost equivalent to the distance of participating in the battle, and it was difficult not to attract attention.

The three of them didn't care, no, it should be said that Meng Fanlin and Dawei didn't care at all, because the sin was not by the side of the two, and he had already hidden in the shadows at this moment.

The moment he found out that the three parties were fighting, Meng Fanlin's expression changed very obviously, and the whole person also exuded a cold aura, staring at the glued battle group in front of him, and his face even appeared uncontrollably distorted.

If Meng Fanlin and the others don't show up, this battle that has almost come to an end will have a result in a moment, and the reason for the battle between the two sides is enough to know the cause and effect when they see the magical monster Frankenstein that has lost its freedom of movement and was funded by Victor.

The reason why it is called the tripartite is that these three parties are made up of the challenger team that captured Frankenstein, the magical creatures of witches, and two other challenger teams.

Meng Fanlin could see at a glance that the team that captured Frankenstein belonged to the camp of the Knights of the Holy Order, and the other two teams were definitely the camp of Count Dracula, and the reason for the war between the two sides was also obvious, the challenger team of the Knights of the Holy Order camp had their heads in water, were blinded by lard, and caught the monster Frankenstein driven by desire.

I don't know how to hook up with a witch in the forest, apparently trying to exchange Frankenstein for something with the witch! It is believed that the man-made undead monster is an invaluable test for any witch, and that what can be exchanged is definitely worth a lot.

But as an important existence that runs through the entire plot and has the protagonist's aura possession, how can Frankenstein be easily touched? The team that had been blinded by lard paid the price for their stupidity at this moment, surrounded by two teams from the vampire camp who received a mission that didn't know what the content was, and even with the help of magical creatures of witches, they were about to enter the abyss of annihilation.

It's not that the witch's magical creatures are not strong, but the witch who has never appeared from the beginning to the end obviously wants to stay out of the situation, and only sends three weak magical creatures composed of messy animal limbs, and whether or not they have little impact on the outcome of the battle at all.

What made Meng Fanlin's mood change dramatically was this team that was about to be wiped out, because they were the team that Meng Fanlin was in before his resurrection - the Extreme 8 Division!

In the name of the limit, its strength can be seen from these two words itself, and in fact, even Meng Fanlin, who was once a member of the sub-group, did not know how strong its strength was.

In fact, this expenditure should not be called the Extreme 8 Division in front of Meng Fanlin's eyes, because there are only 4 people left in this team that is struggling on the death line, of which there are only two former teammates of Meng Fanlin, and the other two are completely unfamiliar faces.

Meng Fanlin didn't know if the current team was still a subordinate sub-group of the Extreme Team, but what he could be sure of was that it was definitely not the Extreme 8 Division, because he didn't see the leader of the Extreme 8 Division, and the commander who was the strength type chosen would definitely not let the battle situation be at such a disadvantage if he was here.

At the same time, what he didn't see was the figure that he never forgot - Shamon!

Seeing his former teammates made Meng Fanlin can't help but think of his former lover, the pain of his heart like a knife made Meng Fanlin's eyes instantly scarlet, and all that filled his entire heart at this moment was killing, in this case, only blood and life could stifle his pain, so the three figures rushed into the battlefield at the next moment, and the strange target was not the four people of the extreme group, but the other two teams that occupied an absolute advantage.

To be honest, for the appearance of Meng Fanlin and Dawei, the four of the extreme sub-group survived, and the other two teams of a team of 26 people didn't care at all, for the extreme sub-group, there were only two people, and the fact that they were about to die didn't help them at all.

This is especially true for the other two teams, especially for the two people who appeared so close to the battlefield S/B, which was full of sarcastic ridicule, if it wasn't for the team behind them and didn't want to make trouble, those two idiots would definitely follow in the footsteps of the four people in the encirclement, maybe the bloody treasure heart they dropped would give them an unexpected surprise.

They were right, if they could get the bloody hearts of Meng Fanlin and Dawei, then they would definitely make a huge windfall, but unfortunately, it was just if!

To the surprise of the Extreme Sub-Group and the other two teams, those two people not only appeared with a big grin, but also really joined the battle group! Who gave them the courage to do this? Could it be that these two S/Bs really received the call of death? This kind of good thing was so easy for me to encounter?

Is it really a good thing? Meng Fanlin's entry time coincided with the moment when the Emperor of Viruses was activated, and when his movement speed, attack speed, hit, and defense were greatly reduced at the same time (34%), some people immediately understood that these two S/Bs may not be S/B, and the real S/B seems to be themselves, right.

Although their reaction was not slow, and it could be called very fast, without being particularly careless, the French elders and other team members with control skills were extremely skilled in throwing various control skills on Meng Fanlin's body in time and segments, (holding a blue long sword, the speed is still the slowest, don't kill who you kill).

Under the strong control of various control skills, Meng Fanlin was nailed to the ground for a full 8 seconds, even if the effects of the strong control skills were all gone, the slower movement speed of a snail was enough to be blasted into pieces by the dense attack before he wanted to cut into the opponent's battle group!

To their horror, the target who originally thought that it could be completely torn apart in 8 seconds of control time not only did not die, but the long hair that blocked half of his face was revealed by the hurricane, and his eyes were like stars, and the dazzling madness was still moving towards him step by step. It gives people a sense of suffocation that never stops!

The other two teams only saw the eyes exposed by the long hair lifted by the huge wind, but when the two former teammates of Meng Fanlin who were struggling on the death line saw this face that was extremely familiar to them, it was like seeing a ghost! If it weren't for the fact that their nerves, which had been hardened by a lot of training, reminded them that they were still alive, the two would definitely think that they were dead, otherwise why would they see a dead person appear in front of them.

Ignoring the change in the expressions of the two former teammates, Meng Fanlin's position at the moment has come to a distance of 15 meters from the center point of the two teams, and it only takes a jump slash to directly insert into the other party's heart, of course, in the eyes of the two strong teams who still don't know Meng Fanlin, if the other party really does this, it should be called death instead of inserting the heart.

Endurance does not mean that it is strong, no matter how hard the iron is, it will be broken and refined, not to mention that it is a mere mortal! If there are 26 challengers, if they can't kill an opponent of the same level in the case of gathering fire, not to mention that in this case, I believe that few people will believe it!

Even the powerful chosen one will never survive under the fire of the 26 challengers, yes, Meng Fanlin can't withstand it for long, even if none of the opponent's attacks can break his defense, but every attack forcibly knocks out a little bit of health, and his more than 2,000 points of health can resist for more than 80 seconds at most!

But now that it's only 8 seconds past the 80-second limit, what can he do with the remaining 72 seconds? There is only one answer - to destroy the other party!

Meng Fanlin didn't rush to do this, but stood in place against the other party's bombardment and sneered: "Now you have two choices: 1. Escape and save your life!" 2. Turn into a corpse. Three-second countdown, 3..."

Hearing this idiot-like warning, the 7 melee professionals at the same time gave a sarcastic sneer and gave their answers with more violent attacks without answering!

"Idiot! Who do you think you are? Do you think the old men are scared? When you die, don't forget to tell the old man that you were blown to death by yourself! Hahaha..."

“2...1...”

Ignoring the other party's ridicule, at the moment of countdown, Meng Fanlin's original scarlet eyes became more and more terrifying, the muscles of his legs were tense, his body sank, and the next moment the whole person disappeared from everyone's sight, and when he saw his figure again, he had already come to the center of the two teams, which happened to be the side of the thin-skinned legal professional with little health.

A blood-red damage floated down, his right foot lifted and fell at a speed that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye, and the ground under his feet suddenly appeared like a spider's web, and it spread out to a range of 15 meters, and the health of all hostile targets within the range fell directly to a small point, not to mention, the speed was greatly reduced again, if Meng Fanlin's speed was like a snail, then their speed at the moment was even worse than that of a snail.

Meng Fanlin's one-blow jump slash and war trampling made the challenger with little skin and less health directly lose about 100 points of health, these 100 points of health do not seem to be much, it is not worth mentioning for Meng Fanlin and Dawei, but it is difficult for them to bear, directly cut off nearly 1/3 of the total health, not panicking, but fright is enough.

Fortunately, the MT of the two teams also used the skills in time with the big shield to surround Meng Fanlin in the middle, and with the entanglement and protection of the two city walls, it made the legal professional closest to Meng Fanlin secretly touch the sweat on his head.

He is indeed safe, because he is the closest to Meng Fanlin, because the shortest distance for the skill release carried by Meng Fanlin's vampire helmet is 5 meters, but it is unknown whether he is safe or not! What is known is that there is bound to be an insecure target.