As soon as the game began, [Deidara] rushed out with the slime ball.

This person's strength has been analyzed by all major families, and his own combat effectiveness is average, mainly relying on the Slime Ball Raid.

However, when entering the Sigma Barrier, Wofrang should have already checked and detained the slimes carried by the Prell family for various reasons.

How can this still be?

Fortunately, Sander Victor's subordinates did not panic, and the slime ball was less powerful than a large slime, and it could be blocked by using a mental power shield.

Deidara goes deep alone and throws the slime ball at the enemy line, exploding flames.

Got it!

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, ready to harvest the lives of the wounded.

But when the smoke cleared, he was greeted by unscathed enemies with the same slightly raised mouths.

That's impossible!

Why weren't they hurt?

Before [Deidara] could figure out why, several of the surrounding warriors stabbed him into a hornet's nest with spears.

[Deidara] died in less than five seconds after playing, and Sander's men felt that the player's morale would definitely be frustrated when they saw the killer weapon broken.

Sander turned his head to look at Dewey's clone who was sitting in the same room as him, and Dewey's clone was not surprised, still maintaining his original smile.

"Bluff!"

Sander chuckled, thinking to himself.

The players of the Inner Ghost Mutual Aid Association didn't care whether [Deidara] was dead or alive, and rushed over one by one with a scream.

"Bluff!"

Seeing the healer rushing over, the Sanders thought the same thing, but the moment they came into contact with the players of the Inner Ghost Mutual Aid Society, they knew that they had made a mistake in judgment.

This kind of group battle has no technical content for the players of the Inner Ghost Mutual Aid Association, isn't it just who is braver, they are not even afraid of backstabbing, and they are afraid of the enemy in front of them?

Without the leadership of the leader [Doctor Yang] and the [Pickup Soldiers], everyone did not form any battle formation, and one by one they pounced and jumped into the enemy group, showing the spike barrel at the end of the scepter towards the enemy.

At first, Sander's men were able to resist in a step-by-step manner, but after a round of fierce shocks, morale dropped significantly, and the formation was broken up by the players.

These people were not afraid of death or pain, and even if their bodies were pierced by spears, they would rush in front of them, and then show their bayonets and slash at the vital points of the Sanders.

If the health of the Inner Ghost Mutual Aid Club players bottoms out, they will throw healing spells at themselves.

Under the double blow of strong endurance and fearlessness, players are soaring all the way.

The back rows of the Sander crew inevitably injure allies, and they all unleash ranged strikes at players behind them.

However, the back-row players made up of the Archers Mutual Aid Club don't have so many scruples, so they don't care who the ranged attacks they release will hit.

Where have the major families seen such a fighting human, everyone in the stands got up one after another, and looked at the players with the eyes of monsters one by one.

Du Wei still smiled when he saw this scene, but Sander couldn't laugh anymore at this time, and the front row of his men was quickly killed, and the ranged camp in the rear panicked.

Some ran to the outside of the field, some scrambled to the ground, and the few remaining Sand tribes on the field wailed, and the battle instantly turned into a one-sided Shura field.

And the stupid third brother who was in the mood to eat and drink laughed, and did not forget to mock Sander twice: "Your subordinates dare to be ugly at this level?" Don't you really know how to write the word shame? ”

The agent of the Raphael family beside the third brother was like water, where is this the problem of the Sander tribe, this is the problem of the Du Wei tribe.

Although their combat quality is not as good as that of the well-trained Kingdom elites, their brave and fearless momentum cannot be compared even to the Kingdom elites.

Sander clenched his back molars, and he didn't have time to deal with the stupid and stupid third brother Du Wei.

If Du Wei's subordinates were all of this quality, then he would have to face an extremely difficult life-and-death struggle.

The wails faded and the players began to clean up the battlefield.

They cherry-picked the equipment of the dead soldiers, and some of them were stripped of their lightly torn clothing when they died.

Several soldiers who came to watch the battle had black lines on their faces, they were not afraid of death, but they could not stand the insult they had to endure after death.

The remaining players are as many as twenty, most of whom are members of the Mutual Aid Society of Archers.

Before [Kaz] and the others could exert their due strength, the opposite side was already GG, and the four followed the members of the Archer Mutual Aid Association to take the injured away from the field.

The agent of the Raphael family roughly calculated, among the remaining twenty people, there were seven or eight seriously injured, a dozen or so lightly injured, and only the four muscular men were not injured.

Fortunately, even if Du Wei replenishes the number of people to fifty in the next game, there will still be more than a dozen people whose combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced.

When it was their turn, it was equivalent to fifty against forty, and this time they learned the lesson of Sander, as long as they arranged a battle formation and did not be scattered, they still had the strength to fight.

"Five minutes! I want all the information of those four people! The agent pointed to [Kaz] and the others, and said to the servants beside him.

Sander, who was next to Du Wei, also left the table by clearing the space of the field, and did not return until the field was cleared.

The first fight did not cause serious damage to the venue, and after a little cleanup, a small team battle was arranged for the bronze group.

[Turbo Duck], [Niko] and [Winter Wind] lead "Little Critic" and seven players into the venue.

This time, no one in the audience laughed at their costumes, first, with the previous game as a foreshadowing, and second, the small team battle pays attention to professional matching, even if it is on the Sander side, the outfits of the ten people are very different.

However, there are still people who can't help but laugh after seeing the kobold demon pet.

Du Wei appraised the strength of the other party, all of them were bronze level ten ranks, presumably they were all elites who suppressed their strength and were only a line away from breaking through.

The configuration of four warriors, one assassin, three ranged, and two healing can be said to be decent.

Looking at the player's side, the three main forces are all melee, and the remaining seven are all ranged professions that have been promoted by using inferior spiritual power bloodlines.

The healing of the four mages and the three inner ghost mutual aid associations seems to be mostly long-range at first glance, but those who have experienced the last big battle know that these healers wearing heavy armor are all melee.

Several of Sander's melee fighters struggled to judge who was the primary target.

"Kill the one in the white armor first." The captain points to the Wind of Winter.

"According to the information sent back by the spies, that person is the secret weapon of the other party, and he enters the mountains on the east side alone on weekdays, and all the assassins sent over have never returned."

Hearing the other party's words, the [Winter Wind] suddenly changed color.

Is this a special mission for him?

It's not enough to brush the assassin to assassinate himself before, but now he has to echo it from beginning to end, and make up for himself in the battle.

The three melee men formed a formation and galloped towards the [Winter Wind].