"Stop!"

As soon as the chasing melee player entered the city gate hole, he found Zhao Hao standing motionless in the middle of the city gate hole, and the leading command player felt the problem and hurriedly came out to stop it.

It's a pity that it didn't work.

Because the player behind him is not a child of nature, and now that he is chasing red eyes, how can he obey the command.

And Zhao Hao held the natural staff in his hand and didn't even have the intention of using the blazing magic ball lake face, as if he didn't see these melee players killing like wolves and tigers.

"Got it...!"

An Assassin player at the front swings his dagger, ready to harvest heads.

Poof, poof!

With the crisp sound of flesh piercing, the assassin player fell straight down, and was killed directly by a few arrows.

An elf dressed in green leather armor and cloak, armed with a huge wooden bow, appeared at the entrance of the city gate, and the arrows just now were shot by several of the elves.

Phantom Shooter, it's here!.

For this last 100 kilometers of distance, the army can be said to be marching with all its might, and it did not waste half of its time at all, so that it could arrive in just a few hours.

"Tear them apart!"

Zhao Hao ordered with a low snort, and the staff of nature in his hand pointed at these players who were turning around and trying to escape.

In the face of so many ranged troops, as long as the brain is not flooded, everyone knows that flash is the best strategy, and these players are naturally no exception.

It's just that now it's a step too slow to escape.

Sou. Sou!

A dense burst of air sounds, and an escaped player falls to the ground with an arrow in the back.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Hao's eyes flashed with excitement, because it was finally his turn to fight back in an all-round way.

Pitch-black figures poured into the passage from both sides of the Phantom Shooter and rushed towards the fortress.

The Shadow Swordsmen also join the fray.

Step, step!

Two figures riding on the back of a unicorn beast jumped off the ground and walked over.

"Your Excellency!" *2

Memphira and Ellie walked up to Zhao Hao.

The two of them may be considered the least physically exerted.

After all, there is a unicorn beast as a means of transportation, and for the ace level of the unicorn beast, this distance is not even a warm-up.

A player falls in front of the Shadow Swordsman.

The eighth-order elite class, as well as the exclusive hero blessing of Ellie, has extremely terrifying attack power, coupled with the effect of shadow magic, an average of a few swords can solve a melee player, and it is not surprising that ranged players even hit a second kill.

The Shadow Swordsman's killing efficiency is not as good as that of the Grim Reaper, but it is not weak.

Faced with this change, the top management of the Child of Nature began to respond.

"Melee player back!"

"Shoot the Shadow Swordsman with long-range fire!"

"Control skills first, the opponent's blood volume is not high, as long as you can control it, you can kill!"

……

Obviously, these high-level people also knew about the Shadow Swordsman.

After all, it has already made several official appearances, and as long as the children of nature are not dead, they will gather some information.

Control skills!

This is indeed the weakness of the Shadow Swordsman.

Once controlled, the low health will not withstand many attacks.

High offense, high sensitivity, low defense!

This is the Shadow Swordsman.

But before the players could respond to the order, they found a rain of arrows coming in, shooting rows of players to the ground.

Phantom archers entering the stronghold are constantly firing, killing players in front of them.

And when shooting, it constantly triggers the incidental arrow rain ability of the Grandmaster-level archery, causing terrifying damage.

The terrifying lethality of the Phantom Shooter has made long-range players in front of them begin to doubt their lives.

Everyone is a long-range attack, and the long-range attack is comparable to Gatling, and he is just a water gun, who can withstand this? .

In terms of killing efficiency, ranged is definitely the strongest.

In less than a few minutes, the Phantom Archer harvested more than 100,000 player lives, most of which were the result of the rain of arrows.

Terror!

You must know that Zhao Hao, Freya, Golden Dragon, and Silver Pegasus fought for several hours, and the number of kills and injuries was not so much, but the Grim Reaper killed so much, but it also took a lot of time.

But the Phantom Shooter can do it in a few minutes, it's just not human... Not an elf.

This is also the reason why Zhao Hao must wait for the arrival of the army.

A Shadow Swordsman scatters and lunges towards the players behind the cover who are dodging the rain of arrows.

As for those who dare to stand up, players are left to the phantom shooter to solve.

"Retreat, retreat behind cover!"

"Find a way to inform the president!"

"We must protect the council hall and hold it until the army returns!"

…

Faced with the slaughter of the Shadow Swordsman and the Phantom Archer, the Nature's higher-ups understood that the tide was turning, and it was impossible for them to be opponents.

Even if the number of players can be mobilized, the combat effectiveness is too different.

Just now, he could barely suppress it with his numerical superiority, but once the opponent's army arrived, it was impossible to win.

Now it's just a matter of holding the fortress and holding out until the army comes back to help.

As for whether it can succeed or not, it can only be left to fate.

After the army entered the city, Anroth, who was hiding in the corner of the fortress, also moved.

Now that the army has entered the fortress, she naturally doesn't need to hide, so she threw off the right seat of the god on her body, revealed the genuine uniform and mask of the demon court ghost car and began to cast spells.

Soul Gathering Thaumaturgy!

After completing the spell, she swung the Staff of Ice and threw the third-order battle spell onto the corpse of the Reaper not far away.

Airplanes!

A large amount of gray-white light converged, and a corpse of the Grim Reaper was resurrected and joined the battle with a scythe.

If there was no Soul Gathering Thaumaturgy, no matter how strong the combat power of the fragile body of the Grim Reaper was, it would definitely not be able to withstand many times of consumption.

But it is precisely because of this battle spell that is comparable to the fourth order for the undead class that the Grim Reaper rarely suffers losses and can fight freely.

"The enemy is here!"

It's just that this spell cast also made the surrounding players understand that they had a traitor, so a large number of melee players pounced.

Swish!

A high-speed spinning golden disc flies in and tore apart the melee players who rush to the front.

"If you want to move her, get past me first!"

A tall, muscular golden figure stood on the roof next to the street, catching the flying disc and splitting it into two fanged daggers.

Freya!

She's been killing.

In terms of the physical strength of the dragon, as long as you don't open the golden realm and use the dragon's breath, the consumption of a few hours of battle is not too big, and the combat power is still at its peak, and it will be killed as soon as it sees the light of the Gathering Spirit Thaumaturgy.

A volleyball-sized green ball of light flashed on the Staff of Ice, and was flung towards the player to the side.

Wave!

The Flame Bomb exploded, and dots of green Flame fell on dozens of players.

"Ahh

Terrible screams rang out one after another, and all of these players screamed to themselves.

The Flame Bomb condensed by the magic of death not only does not have high temperatures, but instead causes the temperature of the air to drop, and the player who hits the trick is eroded by the magic of death to let out such a scream.

The pain of mental and soul damage far exceeds that of the physical, so even if these players are used to the pain of being injured in battle, they still scream so miserably.

Take down dozens of players with a single Flame Bomb!

This is the power of high attributes, and at the same time, this low-level spell is frighteningly low for Anloth.

Whizzing!

Arrow after arrow was fired.

Airplanes!

But it was blocked by a transparent shield,

Magic Shield!

This spell Anroth can do.

The caster with a shield can only harden his body, otherwise any person can threaten him.

After the shield was opened, Anroth directly washed the ground with the Stygian Flame.

Each Whitful Flame Bullet costs 5 mana, which is completely stressful for her with nearly 3,000 mana.

It's okay to consume spirit, her spell-casting attribute far surpasses Zhao Hao, and her spirit is naturally stronger.

As long as she wants, she can use the Wraith Flame Bomb for a few hours at a time without stopping.

If it is replaced by Zhao Hao, even if the mana is fine, the spirit will not be able to withstand it for long, and it may not be able to withstand it for ten minutes.

While melee players continue to fall to Freya and Wraiflame Bullets, a larger number of players are surrounding her, apparently trying to overwhelm her with numerical superiority.

Anroth felt that the Flame Bullet was a little slow to kill, so she began to chant, ready to show the players of the Nature Territory how terrifying high-level spellcasters can be.