[Horse Guidance], [Dawn] and other players appeared one by one.

Some sniped from afar, and some intercepted at close range, surrounding several generals tightly.

A crack appeared in the golden shield that had just been struck by a materialistic hammer.

The general who used it frowned slightly, he had never seen a single ancient relic destroyed, it was beyond his knowledge.

But I don't have a chance to ask for an answer now. Because the deformed human who caused this wound was shattered into blood the moment the roar sounded.

Disappeared in place, along with his weapon.

The general stows his golden shield and draws his scimitar to meet the Strange Wanderers who are charging towards him.

"Avenge the vice president!"

"Give him 10,000 pieces!"

……

"This thing has an ancient relic, rob him!"

In the midst of the loud shouting, I don't know who told the truth.

Originally, when I heard the shouts of the brothers to avenge themselves in the voice channel, I was still moved [four hands on the ground] and was stunned.

Defeat the weakest gold-level twelve vajras, and your confidence is greatly increased. But they didn't know that this time they were facing the enemy's second strongest master, a veteran gold-level general.

In order to compete for the ancient relics, the Twelve King Kongs rushed forward one step ahead of [Parumdo] and used their respective techniques to launch an all-round onslaught on him.

However, the other party did not show any shock, only to see him quickly swing the scimitar in his hand, forming a layer of wind blade barrier, and chopping all the approaching silver-level players into pieces.

The strength of the fourth order of gold was displayed, crushing the people who were fighting the fire towards the moth.

The third strongest man on the other end was also unstoppable, dealing with the two gold-level players of [Ghost Shadow from the Heart] and [Horse Guidance] alone.

The former of the two has just entered the gold, and the latter only has the third order of gold.

At this level, the speed of promotion becomes extremely slow, and with each level of promotion, the strength will be qualitatively increased.

Therefore, the gold level is divided into the lower three levels, the middle three levels, and the upper three levels according to the rank.

Although the third and fourth are only one order, they are a watershed.

is both gold, but the two of them are particularly hard.

If it weren't for the help of healers and silver-level players in the rear, coupled with the characteristic effects of the ancient relics in their hands, they might have been defeated within Shihe.

Decades of training for veterans are beyond the reach of players overnight.

They usually have to face threats from the Northern Warcraft Realm, and they often fight on the front line, so it is no accident that they can survive to this day.

Gold tiers that were previously easily killed by players were either suppressed in number or inexperienced newcomers.

This time, facing seven or eight gold level players at the same time, the player no longer has the numerical advantage of the same level.

And without the coordination of military formation tactics, the silver and bronze levels are stinky fish and rotten shrimp in their eyes.

Except for the Phantom Wolf King and the Red Dragon, who could bring them a hint of threat, there was no power on the field that could stop them.

The most concerning thing for players is that Brus and the Court Mystic have not yet made a move.

They were cautious in favor of the center of the encirclement, as if waiting for something to come.

Bruce looked around, but he never saw the [Seven-Bladed Imperial Soul], he was waiting for that person, the only enemy who brought him a sense of oppression.

The tournament went on for hours, and the forums and in-game players were talking about it.

Many players who had not previously joined forces with the two guilds also started to take action.

The [Turbo Duck] and [Bai Chopping Hime] and others, who were originally exploring the wasteland, also came to the battle site at this time.

When the two guilds learned that the encirclement and suppression forces were insufficient, they quickly contacted a group of high-level players.

They were soon teleported to the encirclement by the healers in the rear using wood carvings.

The crazy level-rushing [Turbo Increasing Duck] was promoted to the second golden order, and even his two demon pets reached the silver level.

The white-haired and red-eyed [Hyakkihime] and the little black cat coswear [Niko] followed closely behind, both reaching the second golden order.

[Pudding Milk Strike] also made a qualitative leap in strength after fusing the bloodline, becoming the fourth gold-level player in the team.

[Shuishui] is always at the back of the team, and the shooting accuracy is limited. Although there is material support from [Turbo Duck].

However, she lacked the secret method to digest the energy of the soul ingot, and now she is still stagnant at the ninth order of silver, becoming the existence of the tail of the crane in the team.

"They are probably going to break through and lay a trap here." [Smoker] led the members of the Undertaker's Guild, who were not yet famous, to the rear of the encirclement and laid various self-made traps.

After having their own camp, they also began to study calcination techniques.

The traps used today have evolved from wood and vines to metal.

"If we can build a mechanical core to provide energy, then we can make an electric mechanism." A little clever ghost said.

[Smoker] glanced at him, "We still use the mechanism to build that thing?" It's not more effective to use it yourself, and then equip it with a cannon. ”

"Makes sense! That's not a Gundam~" The little clever ghost brain made up for himself full of cannons and ran rampant among the enemy groups.

"Don't dream, it's not that easy. If you want to make that thing, you have to develop it for at least another half a year. Don't think about the long-term thing, if someone comes out in the near future, I'll take my head off and kick you as a ball! "[The Smoker] pulls him back to reality.

The members of the Mourners' Guild stopped dreaming and worked hard one by one.

[Ma Guide] was seriously injured, and four or five healers treated him at the same time.

[Ghost from the Heart] was entrusted to the big-eyed beads, but he was still beaten and retreated by the third-ranked general.

[Fat Bear] threw out the bucket of love, and pulled the hatred of a new golden.

Nana came over and shot at him from a distance, so that he could not get out of the area of the beloved barrel.

The gold had to resist the rational invasion of the beloved barrel on the one hand, and on the other hand, he had to dodge Nana's shots, and he kept wandering back and forth between climbing the barrel and fleeing.

[Doctor Yang] singled out an old gold, but fortunately, this person only had a third order, and he could barely cope with it.

The second-ranked gold-level general waved his scimitar and stood behind to block the wolves and the [pocket money] group, and was the rear of everyone.

The remaining gold-level general was tricked by the [Pickup Soldier], regardless of chasing her and slashing wildly.

"Wow, ahhhh Who's going to save me! This guy is crazy! ”

At the moment, everyone has no time to take care of anything else, [Doctor Yang] has more than enough heart but not enough strength, and in front of the old gold level, he can't even perform a suicide attack.

[Dawn] Stand on a tree to cover everyone, and shoot for support when the situation is urgent.

At this point, his shortcomings were revealed, and the shotgun with too long attack intervals was extremely limited to gold-level generals with ghostly skills.

And the hand-to-hand gun fighting technique that has only recently been contacted has not yet been completed, and if you go up and fight hard with the gold level, you will definitely lose quickly.

This gave him a sense of urgency in his heart, and if he didn't improve his heads-up strength, it was estimated that it wouldn't be long before he would be thrown off by his teammates.

In the long run, I will be at most a team battle gunner in the future.