Kenpot Bitbone felt that he could easily defeat the group of guys in front of him, who were all weak and only dared to fight a number war with themselves.

But the wild and powerful silver-tier gnolls soon discovered that things didn't seem to be moving forward as smoothly as it had imagined.

The flail he wielded was so powerful that it was difficult for the opponent to resist even if he was carrying a heavy shield, and each blow could knock them back, but if one was repulsed, a second would immediately come up.

The bastard cowards had several shield warriors who were tough enough to keep the fight going through, and if they couldn't kill the entanglers in one blow, the downed ones would quickly recover enough to continue the fight with the help of healers hiding behind.

This made Kenport very irritable.

It feels like it's trapped!

Like a beast caught in a net, its claws and fangs are still sharp but never able to break free.

It realizes that enemies are good at cooperating as a working whole, and while the shield warrior withstands its own attacks, the other melee fighters will try their best to sneak up, even if their weapons will not be able to penetrate their armor, but there will always be areas that cannot be protected by the poisoned weapons.

What's worse is that there are spellcasters among these bastards, whether it is a direct offensive psionic energy or a curse that weakens themselves, this armor can't resist.

It doesn't have a character interface that clearly shows the bunch of debuffs it has hanging on it, but it's a hunting priest, and it's no stranger to psionic spells.

It can distinguish that it has at least a number of negative effects on its body, such as slowdown, weakness, damage amplification, psychic shock, and chaos, even if these guys are not skilled in the use of psionic energy, and their psionic resistance as a hunting priest is okay, but every time it purifies the negative state on its body between battles, it will be blessed with a new negative state after a few seconds.

It's annoying!

It felt like an elephant besieged by ants, and a leopard trying to hunt porcupines.

"Mean and weak vampire dog!"

It yelled.

The irritable wielded the flail with greater force, as if to inflict all the anger and shame in his heart on these guys who didn't know whether to live or die.

This blow was very savage, the flail that was swung up could deliver three heavy blows in a single swing, and the unlucky shield man Sangodou was right in front of Kenpot at this time.

Rao is Sanwu Dou has used the witch hunter technique to try his best to defend, but the boss still hit the crushing damage, the first hammer cracked his shield, the second hammer shattered the defense, and the third hammer hit Sangodou's brain in the shield burst.

"Bang".

It's like a watermelon bursting.

Sanwudou didn't even let out a scream, and the headless corpse smashed to the ground.

"!"

Brother Meow and Brother Bang exclaimed at the same time.

Not good!

Shieldman coordination went awry, and Kenpot reacted faster than they thought.

After defeating the damned defenders, the savage gnolls rampaged through the defenses, their eyes red, and rushed out in the direction of the healers.

Fast and fierce, Niu Niu reacted quickly and charged forward to intercept him, but he couldn't stop Kempot, who let out a brutal and expectant laugh, and slammed the blood-stained flail at the human healer in front of him who was wearing a nun's robe and holding a strange scythe.

The locked water lady was helpless.

Why does it seem that every time she fights a group, she is the first to hang up? So, is the healing profession so hated on a completely real battlefield?

"Get out of the way!"

Sister Pomegranate saw Mrs. Water standing in place waiting for death, and immediately became anxious, she flew out and kicked Mrs. Water's bulging chest and kicked her away.

But the gnoll's flail had been smashed, and Sister Pomegranate felt like she was going to die.

But in the next second, with a strange slapping sound, the black gargoyles with their wings folded flashed out from the side, and their limbs folded together into rocks instead of Sister Pomegranate to take the blow.

There was a loud bang, and the black gargoyle that was completely unstrong and shattered by the whole thing by smashing it with ordinary stone.

However, this stroke of genius saved the precarious battle situation, and several bloodwood seeds thrown out by Brother Woo Meow took root and sprouted into bloodthirsty tree people, and Orchid, Niu Niu and Brother Bang rushed up to fill the position, which barely pulled the out-of-control battlefield back to the previous rhythm.

The frightened Sister Pomegranate got up in the rubble, and when she looked back, she saw Professor Chen not far away waving at her with a smile.

Obviously, it was Lao Chen who commanded the gargoyle to rush over and save Sister Pomegranate's life just now.

"It's out of that damn totem range! Fast! With a gun! ”

As he flew through the air, Reeda pulled out his hammer with his backhand, and the Guardian fired a shot at the gnoll who was screaming below.

The terrifying one-headed bullet struck Kenpot's helmet, finally lifting the heavy thing away, and the moment the gnoll's neck was exposed, the eyes of the poor man who had been looking for an opportunity to touch you brightly lit up.

He gave a loud whistle.

The Stinky Treasure of the Astral Manticore, who had become more and more cunning as he learned from his master, pounced out of the shadows of his hiding place and slapped his paw behind the gnoll.

But that wasn't the point, its black, metallic poisonous tail hook stabbed into Kenpot's stout neck with a pop like the legendary inverted horse stake.

The deadly astral venom was injected into the body of the Gnoll Warlord, and although the Manticore was shattered in the head by Kenpot's back and hammer the next moment, it was only a projection in the physical world and there was no real loss.

On the contrary, it was the injection of this deadly toxin that made the mighty Kenpot immediately enter the weakness of his hands and feet.

It screamed, and even the heavy flail could not hold steadily, and it was rushed out by the claws of the frostfangs, and it was simply "disarmed".

With the heavy weapon falling, Kempot barely held on to his shield to fend off the sudden intensification of attacks from all sides, and the Gnoll knew it might be done, but it didn't intend to give up, crushing the hunting bone ornament hanging from its neck to release the wild purification of a hunting priest to dispel the toxins that were destroying its body.

This scene fell in the eyes of young players, which means that they finally beat this fierce boss into the killing line.

"Brothers! him! ”

Little Reed yelled and snapped his beloved trench gun with two more expensive gold-burning single-headed bullets, and flew over and slammed them into Kenpot's back.

The close-range bombardment hit the [Armor Piercing] effect, tearing the heavy armor apart, and [Burning] ignited the gnoll's mane, and the constant stabbing of weapons made Kenpot disgraced.

Even the shield in its hand was snatched away by an unknown bastard, its hands waved but soon became scarred, the hunting priest's toxin dispersal technique was in effect, making it feel that its strength was returning, but the situation was already very dangerous, if it did not fight back, it would die in the shameless siege of this group of black iron and miscellaneous pieces.

As Brother Meow's flaming huntsman sword pierced its waist and abdomen, the Gnoll Warlord activated his housekeeping skills as a hunting priest.

It called on the lord of the hunt to give it the power to hunt, and its fierce and wild beastishness was awakened, and its green eyes were bloodshot.

Silver-specific atavistic abilities are also temporarily boosted.

Its already massive body swelled again, and the Shannan Tiger Roar, which was swinging the war hammer in front of it to shatter its skull, smashed the war hammer down, but the blood-stained claws stretched out and buckled the handle of the hammer.

No matter how much the Shannan Tiger roared and grinned, the war hammer would not move at all.

The bloody gnoll warlord let out a wolf-like howl, snatching the enemy's weapon in its hand, and swinging it in a wide range to announce the wilder strength and fearless killing heart it was now endowed with, killing three young players who couldn't dodge it with three hammers in a row.

It felt that such an invincible force would surely scare these cowards away.

However, no!

After seeing it kill its companions with ease, the blood servants and vampires in front of them were not only not deterred, but became more joyful one by one, and at this time, Kempot, who was in a daze, even heard the cheers of the crowd.

What are they happy about?

Shouldn't they be afraid!

Why are they cheering so happily and still shouting strange things like "turn phase", "enter and slash", "open YY", "DPS slam"?

Are all these people crazy?

Don't they know how to write the word "death"?

"Bang"

The muffled sound of gunfire announced the young player's mood at this time, and the bullets filled with burning powder flew into the shoulders of the gnolls warlord, sending it to a stagger.

Then a smashed shield struck it on the head, which completely angered the warrior who had been dominated by the beast at this time, and made it drag the war hammer like a brute bull in the direction of the smashed shield.

There was no trace of the dignity that a silver-level powerhouse should have, only a pathetic shell that embraced the habits of the beast.

Murphy felt like he didn't need to look at it anymore.

This brainless gnoll can't do anything when he still has his senses, and the little players who are so skillful in their coordination have lost their minds at this time.

The only thing that awaits it is a slow bleed-out, like a bull in the Colosseum.

The bull's stabbing and trampling will undoubtedly kill the matador easily, but in most cases, it is the bullfighter who knows how to use his brain to win the final victory.

"Ground seduction, sky output!"

Brother Bang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the dangerous Kenpot had lost his mind.

He knew that the dungeon strategy was stable this time, so he immediately switched his combat methods, and under his command, the vampire players took full advantage of the sky.

The attack from the air was something that Kempot couldn't resist at this time.

The only problem is that in a real combat environment, the attacks they throw without lock-on support may not be hit, which is a bit annoying.

And the brave melee fighters will already "show" up.

For example, several of the brothers of the tiger and leopard rider always take advantage of Kenpot's brainless charge to stop and steal a few knives to bleed him, or smash a few Molotov cocktails to set fire to the gnoll's hairy body.

These guys pulled the battle circle wide and came up with a "kite-flying" tactic that made Kempot's deadly charge almost impossible to hit at all.

Although Bloodlust gave Kenpot extreme strength, in this situation, it was powerless to break free from the increasingly tight death trap.

The only thing that is fortunate is that the leader of the gnolls no longer has enough wisdom to think about his situation, and it is left with the instinct to fight and drive its body to become heavier and heavier.

It wasn't even unsteady on its feet when it charged again, and was yelled at by the Khaki Tony in front of him to come out of the air with a standard blood-vulture-style "death airborne", and he slashed his poisonblade tomahawk into its shoulder with the force of the impact.

This fatal blow announced the end of the boss fight!

Kenpot tried to get back to his feet, but the lone assassin, who had been hiding in the shadows and waiting for his chance, finally bared his fangs.

Two bone daggers stolen from the Gnoll Warlord emerged from the shadows with their fangs and stabbed him in a vicious strangulation, one left and one right, injecting the poison again.

"Get out of the way!"

The cat brother who rushed over with all his strength shouted.

After completing the perfect ambush, Frostfang's claws kicked on the back of the gnoll warlord and jumped out, and the next second, the cat brother who had dragged the tomahawk over swung his weapon round, and slashed the axe into Kenpot's neck with a pop like a tree.

The decapitating blow was full of power, and the angle of the cut was very precise.

With barely much resistance, the blade of the axe slashed through the flesh and bones, and the hideous blood-stained head flew into the sky, whirling and smashing on the ground in the spectacle of foul blood spurting from his neck.

This brave kill added 150 points to Brother Mao's personal standings at one time, which completely opened the gap with the second place Sister Pomegranate.

"Hey, hey, hey."

The happy stick stepped forward and picked up Kempot's angry head, and held it high in disgust, causing the surviving little players to let out bursts of cheers.

They won!

This quest has been speedrun!

I didn't get the full three crates of extra rewards, but it's good right now.

This scene also fell into the eyes of Hogg, who had ventured through the shadows of the astral plane on a coyote to confirm the situation, and the skinny gnolls watched from afar as the bloodthirsty warriors lifted Kenpot's head like a barbarian, and let out a frenzied battle cheer, which made it finally relieved and at the same time terrified of these warriors.

Even Kenpot is no match for them!

If you want to deal with them in the future, you must not provoke them, and you are far less powerful than Kenpot.

But witnessing the mighty Kenpot die like a hunted beast at the hands of this group of warriors made Hogg firm in his heart.

The power of rudeness and savage is meaningless, and only cunning wisdom can make one's life better, just like the two completely different endings of himself and Kenpot in this incident.

The best way to not want to die is not to go to war.

There was no battle and no defeat.

"Shh

Hogg let out a disdainful sneer at the coyote, witnessing the death of the "noble bloodline" made it a "crippled bastard" in a happy mood, and patted the coyote's head without any burden, letting it carry itself away from this chaotic camp forever.

It's a bad place, and it's not coming back.

But after a few steps, Hogg saw Kenpott's giant armored wolf brought out of the Dark Mountains, that guy was tamed by Kenpotter and extremely obedient, and now Kenpot is dead, and this poor thing has also broken its leg by the players and can only scream and wait for death.

"Hey!"

Hogg's eyes lit up, and he cautiously approached and felt for the flesh and healing potions.

As the chief of the Bloodclaw Clan, isn't it normal for it to have a terrific mount and war beast?

"Drop! Look at the drops! ”

After Stick threw Kenpot's ugly head into a big bag, he heard the little players behind him shouting something.

When he turned around, he saw that Niu Niu had picked up Kenpot's huge bone shield, and Lin Beigou was carrying the strange and strong three-headed flail.

Next to the corpse of the Gnoll Warlord, Touch You is in high spirits trying to remove the boss's bizarre beast tooth fists.

Farther away, Reed's name was picking up the clan helmet that had been knocked off before.

"Although there is only one boss, this is really a lot of drops."

Happy Stick complained.

He wanted to appease the young players and discuss how to distribute them, but before he could speak, the whistling wind sounded from high in the sky, and everyone looked up to see that Master Murphy, who had been "fishing" from the beginning to the present, was flapping his cool big wings and falling from the astral shadows.

But this time, no player complained that Master Murphy didn't talk about martial arts and "played" them.

Because Murphy was holding a treasure chest with psionic energy in each of his hands.

The elegant, luxurious weapon case means that they have extra treasures to grab in addition to the boss drops.

Who would hate dropping too much?

"It will be difficult to get a reward from Kudel, but I feel that you deserve it, my warriors, who have once again protected the land and our common cause with their bravery and hands."

Murphy placed two treasure chests in front of the players.

These two chests were made by him in an expedited manner by Tracey, without any superfluous attributes, purely beautiful and full of vampire-specific gorgeous style.

"Accept our gift with an open heart, it is a tribute to courage and noble deeds."

Murphy took a step back and made a "please" motion.

He urged:

"But you need to hurry up and finish distributing the loot, the Crimson Keep is still under siege! The war is not over yet. ”

Ps: Yesterday I made a mistake in adding and adding more... Now I still owe 25 chapters, not 30, it's okay, it's okay, otherwise it's terrible.

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