bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 281: Jumping p
"Protect the back row!"

The players in West Asia were in a mess, and they were thrown into chaos by Shen Shen and dragged a group of people in a hurry.

The battle formation they temporarily pulled out is very simple. The front row is tanks holding shields to resist damage, the middle is the main force responsible for long-range spell output, and the back row is a series of players who specialize in healing. All players are arranged in a modular formation.

This formation can be described in one word.

simple.

Like a flintlock formation, those who cast spells in the middle have to deal with unfamiliar spell consumption, release distance, etc., and the overall efficiency is extremely low.

The more critical point is that the spells distributed from the church are distributed according to the template.

"Milk me!"

"Nurse your mother, I want to play output too!"

This kind of wailing came one after another, but in contrast, the Simeng side, who had already undergone sect training and even actual combat, had the combat experience of crushing the opponent.

However, the pvp battle in Yinyin is based on the cooperation of small groups, and rarely equipped with special healers.

On the contrary, each player has learned the corresponding damage-bearing, outbreak, damage reduction, and recovery skills.

For the same player, the nanny player who has all skills turned on Reply, Great Reply, and Holy Prayer in West Asia will only have to be chased and beaten when chasing and killing the Simeng people who came forward.

"Hahahaha, still want to run?"

The two sharp knives in his hands, which had been dusty for a long time, were already dancing like wind, and he got into the phalanx of the nurses in West Asia like a wolf into a herd of sheep.

"Behind, be careful!"

Tang Xiaobei on the side reminded him that it had been dusty for a long time. Looking back, the output phalanx of West Asian players had launched a counterattack, and someone could be seen waving weapons with flashing church runes in their hands.

An extremely long knight's spear had been stabbed at the dusty player, and the player showed a wild and cruel smile.

This kind of assassin, according to the routine of the skills taught, naturally cannot save his life and cannot block this trick.

However, in the next second, the long-standing dust gave him a huge surprise.

"Rouge slough!"

The moment the skill was activated, there was a purple cloud around him, and the pale knight's spear stabbed him violently, but he was held back by two short knives, taking the blow abruptly !
"Impossible! Why is there damage reduction..."

The West Asian player who stabbed a shot was still hesitating. Tang Xiaobei beside him had already leaned forward and raised his hammer.

The distance is too close, I'm afraid this shot can only be eaten, but this white-haired woman looks like a tank, how can the damage be so high——

"Vajra embraces the door, let's go!"

There was a loud noise, and he snorted, and it dissipated before it landed from the air.

This is the difference - this is the difference between the temporary workers trained as a phalanx and the real "individuals" trained by grabbing points and entering the sect.

There is absolutely no sect that only teaches methods of being beaten.

It is absolutely impossible to have any genre that only makes sharp knives and does not study life-saving skills.

In the case that the contribution of the sect and the achievements of the battlefield are hard-won, the players of Simeng naturally thought it over and over again, and practiced countless times.

This is the gap on the battlefield!
"Bah!"

There was a sound of cloth being torn apart, and in the midair of the battlefield, the adjutant of the Diligent Knights and Gongsun Xue were fighting evenly.

Gongsun Xue didn't have a weapon, and with a frosty complexion, she only used her nimble body skills and ten fingers as claws to fight the adjutant.

The silver sword in the adjutant's hand had already cut many bloodstains on Gongsun Xue's body, but the dark green blood splashed out and fell to the ground, and it was a large AOE that made no distinction between friend and foe.

What's more, Gongsun Xue herself seemed unaffected by these wounds, and her hands still stabbed like life-threatening claws.

And these claws must not be underestimated - the armor in front of the adjutant's right arm has been torn open, and the sleeve was torn off by one claw.

On the skin exposed to the air, the purple wound continuously oozes a frightening green mist, which is obviously toxic.

After a hit, Gongsun Xue stepped forward quickly, grabbing the adjutant's helmet with both claws.

"God Lord, protect your believers!"

The adjutant shouted, and the silver sword in his hand made a half-circle of the sword flower, advancing instead of retreating, stabbing towards Gongsun Xue suddenly.

"God's punishment!"

"sulfuric acid--!"

A sound of gold and stone exploded, but Gongsun Xue in the midair was knocked away by a figure, and fell from the air into the group of West Asian players.

Almost at the same time, the huge light prison cast by the runes of the gods lit up in the midair, locking the adjutant Bowen and another figure in it.

The green mist that permeated Gongsun Xue's body immediately began to cause damage, but at this moment, the West Asian players around her were all damage output squares, with no damage reduction, let alone means of recovery.

"Fuck, run!"

Their blood bars dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the voices of crying for father and mother even overwhelmed the wailing.

Where is this copy?
According to the rules, isn't it that the one who takes the damage should take the damage honestly, the one who deals the damage should disrupt the opponent's minions, and then rely on the recovery of the rear to make steady progress?

How could there be such a group of assassins slashing and healing first, and then this female boss who kept poisoning was directly thrown into the damage output square to kill people?
With a puff, the long-lost pair of knives was pulled out from the back of a West Asian player who was trying to escape, and said coldly:

"This is not that kind of game, and you are not playing monsters controlled by mentally retarded codes."

"I don't know this, just wait for the country to be destroyed."

Among the chaotic crowd, Gongsun Xue stood up from the ground.

She didn't even look at the chaotic phalanx of West Asian players around her. She only raised her eyes and looked at the instigator who pushed her away just now.

Just now he charged with his gun, hit the adjutant and knocked away Han Dongwen who avoided the blow.

"this is mine."

She looked at the light prison in mid-air, and spoke in an emotionless tone.

Han Dongwen was panting, and the ground under his feet exuded the light of runes, like a floor made of light.

I don't know what effect this so-called divine punishment has.

Even so, there was still a smile on the corner of Han Dongwen's mouth.

From the initial attack on the NPC in West Asia to the attempt to kill the players in West Asia in the chaotic battle just now, Han Dongwen has already discovered a fact.

The current No. [-] machine is much stronger than before, both in terms of attributes and skill sets.

The strength of the No. [-] machine before the explosion was roughly at the level of the current mainstream players. If it cooperates with Guo Jieke to register himself, it should be able to withstand ordinary two or three officers and soldiers.

But now, among other things, he was sure that the damage multiplier of the prayer thrust he tried before could already wipe out a row of teaching soldiers.

Although it is not very sure to win this adjutant, it can still be done if you block it for a while.

As for the purpose of stopping the adjutant for Gongsun Xue...

Han Dongwen looked at the direction of Gongsun Xue under him, and shouted loudly: "Master Liu Cheng has an order, first clean up those strangers who disturb the trouble, and it will definitely mess up their army's morale. What do you think, Master Gongsun?"

Gongsun Xue's tone was flat: "All, kill, this, you will, die."

"Ha, not necessarily so!"

Han Dongwen clenched the spear in his hand, turned to look at Adjutant West Asia in front of him.

If it was Liu Cheng, he definitely wouldn't dare to do that, but with Gongsun Xue's deceitful appearance, Han Dongwen was naturally more courageous.

West Asian players are still thinking about PVE here?
Then let the boss directly confront you and try it out!

Gongsun Xue just made a thoughtful expression, and some West Asian players beside him realized that their health bar was about to bottom out, and they threw their skills upside down like crazy.

"I'm fighting with you!"

A ray of light lit up, and all the spells hit Gongsun Xue's direction.

The smoke cleared and nothing happened.

"...Indeed, noisy."

She didn't care whether Han Dongwen would survive or die. The mission of this trip was a feint attack, which had obviously been accomplished now.

The rest is to kill the enemy, wait for the good news from Lord Liu Cheng, and then retreat.

This strange Hanyingzong disciple wanted to die, which had nothing to do with her.

Gongsun Xue bent her neck, turned her head sideways like a puppet, and looked at the player who threw the spell in a flash.

"No--!"

Gongsun Xue's P1 was skipped just like that.

The bosses, who were supposed to fight each other, directly stretched out their claws on the players during this period of time when they were not injured or weakened.

(End of this chapter)