Some speculators took a fancy to the bounty of the [Fog Capital Orphan], and killed him in groups.

"Boss, be careful!" An adventurer behind [Orphan of the Fog] shouted.

Unfazed, he jumped off the back of "Daddy", pulled out a kitchen knife and a pair of scissors stuck in his waist and rushed towards the visitor.

Limited by special assignments.

The [Fog Capital Orphan], who can't kill people casually, has not fought with anyone heartily since he learned the aura.

The two players who rushed over were menacing.

When they came to [Orphans of the Mist], one of them had already been shot in the back by their teammates and fell to the ground.

The other person was in a mess when he faced the kitchen knife and scissors of [Fog Orphan] alone.

I've lived most of my life, let alone seen it, and I've never even heard of this kind of weapon fighting.

[Orphan of the Fog Capital] stared at his copper bell-like eyes, and his facial expression was hideous.

The mouth screamed and spat at the mouth, and the arm shook with the sound and waved out the afterimage.

He stabbed the scissors into the cheek, forcing the man to lean back tactically.

The other hand swings its tail like a dragon, wielding a kitchen knife and swimming around the opponent's throat.

The most terrifying thing is that there is movement under his feet.

The tip of the bladed shoe kicks down the penny.

It can be described as a vicious and vicious move.

He is like a rabid dog with rabies, forcing the other party to retreat step by step.

The players who rushed over were not able to parry in the slightest.

After a few rounds, the major arteries were cut open, and there were several more blood holes in the legs.

Seeing a teammate die.

Ranged players are excited.

Now they can finally let go of their hands and feet to attack the [Fog Orphan].

But not yet.

Another team of adventurers rushed first on the Landing Walkbird, trampling several ranged players to the ground.

"These people really have a problem, don't be afraid, brother, we'll help you!"

How could the team of adventurers who shot it be to save the [Fog Capital Orphans].

They just want to find a way to start a war with the player.

The battle between the two sides broke out, and the players near the stronghold saw the battle with the adventurers here, and all of them rushed over.

Seeing the players united, the adventurers at the center of the storm are not afraid at all.

"A bunch of beginner trash dare to provoke us, go die!" The leader rushes at the player, swinging his sword and slashing one of them in two.

The player's upper body reached out and hugged him the moment he flew out, "I've got him under control!" I've got him under control, brothers! ”

The man was taken aback, and he had killed countless people in his life.

But I've never seen someone who has been cut in half, and when his internal organs fall to the ground, he can calmly hold the enemy with both hands.

If only he could see his SAN like the player, he would have definitely fallen below the tipping point by now.

"Ahh Let go! He panicked and waved his hands wildly, trying to shake off the half of the person who was hugging him.

As the player loses too much blood, the half-human, who is gradually losing consciousness, slides off him.

While the player was buying time for his teammates, the other players gathered around and surrounded him.

The indiscriminate slashing of the knife made the adventurer who had long been frightened unable to use all his strength, and could not resist the player's indiscriminate knife at all.

Seeing this, the other adventurers rushed to the front of the attack, and they jumped off the chocobo and drew their weapons to attack the player.

Heavily armored warriors with giant shields on top of them slammed four or five players into the air with a single charge.

The mystic mage holding the staff induces mental power, emitting a dazzling glow that blinds the players who gather together.

The adventurer, who had just been besieged, was covered in blood and was pulled back from the crowd by the warriors.

The adventurers thought that they would be relentless when they let the players know the difference in strength between the two sides.

However, the player still fearlessly rushes towards them.

"I'm beep-dreaming back to "Wolves", the NPC's attack is okay in a few seconds." A heavily armed mage with the nickname [Wolf Saigao] in the back sighed.

This player's original profession was melee, and after being exploded by the mentality of the long-range class pit, he cultivated mental power and became an arcane mage in a heavy outfit.

His main hobbies now are backstabbing teammates and abetting people to give away heads.

"There are still a large number of NPCs like this, and the dog plans to balance this with their feet?" Some players cursed.

"That's right, at least this time the bright blood bar let us fight, last time the NPC's action couldn't even be seen clearly, and the plot was killed directly." Said a player who experienced the last interaction with an adventurer.

At this time, the [Turbo Duck] is fighting with an adventurer with a long sword in his hand.

It's a grappling, but it's accurate to say that he's dodging on one side.

Even so, he was covered in bruises.

The opponent's attack was too aggressive, and his speed and strength were not at the same level as his.

Seeing this scene, the [Wolf Saigao] eyes lit up, and he yelled at the front row, "Look at the [Turbo Duck], learn more from the great gods." You can't rush without a brain in melee combat, you have to fight while dodging! ”

Melee combat was tricked by him, and many of them actually tried to dodge attacks.

Originally, they all rushed over like reckless men to give people heads.

Now it's a bunch of watermelon worms.

Roll wildly on the ground as a way to dodge the attacks of adventurers.

The few remaining upright players instantly became the target of the adventurers.

After eliminating those upright players, the offensive mutation that could have caused some damage to the adventurers.

Adventurers initially thought that the player was hatching some kind of conspiracy.

It wasn't until everyone easily eliminated a group of players like whack-a-mole that they were relieved.

"Dream back to "Wolf", this NPC is too fast, I can't dodge it!" A player who reacted retreated to the ranged team and yelled.

"Then what's ......" [Wolf Saigao] was just about to talk about [Turbo Duck], only then did he notice that he had also returned to the West.

[Wolf Saigao] changed his words, "You haven't played "Wolf" at first glance, you have to try more, and you won't feel fast when you get used to this speed." ”

The returning melee player scratched his head, he really hadn't played Wolf, the problem was that the enemies in front of him were so fast that they didn't look like they could get used to it just by adapting.

The melee battle between the fields was killed by the adventurers, and their leader fanned around with several people.

In a situation where no one is going to do it, remote team attacks are chaotic.

Adventurers easily dodge their skills and arrows and engage in hand-to-hand combat with ranged players.

[Wolf Saigao] put away his staff and drew his sword, "It's time for me to show my strength!" ”

"Battlemage! Big guy! The retreating melee looked at [Wolf Saigao] and exclaimed.

Then I saw him rush over with "ahhh

"Beep-it turned out to be a fisherman." After the last sentence of the retreating melee scolding, he was also killed by the adventurer in one fell swoop.