bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 315 Patience (addition for leader Huangmao 9323)

A clang resounded through the sky.

The ice gun landed firmly in front of Bota, and Gascon's hand was clenched tightly on the tail of the thrown gun.

The expression between Tilda's brows changed slightly.

Although she had already been mentally prepared that Gascon, who was an artificial god by descending things, would become stronger, but she did not expect it to be so.

If it is said that the last time in the cathedral, Gascon and the other three regiment leaders were able to overcome him because he was weakened for some reason, then he is not in a bad state now, Gascon can actually stop him so lightly hit.

She frowned.

"Are you going to kill him? Sigh... why did you become like this? You don't have any kindness at all."

Gascon sighed and shook his head, as if Tilda was the one who made Botha's life miserable.

"I want to free him."

Tilda's silver hair tugged in the cold wind.

"Relief...hehehe..."

Gascon's stooped body trembled slightly, revealing a mouthful of sparse and sharp teeth.

He raised his hands flat and opened his arms:

"Do you know why I would use this strategy? Do you know why I dared Giuseppe and Nancy to do it directly, and I was relieved to let Murphys pull the entire Knights into the dream?"

He pointed out sharply, and pointed his skinny fingertips at Tilda.

"Because of you! I know that if it were you, I would definitely massacre the city and help them 'get rid of'. You are such a person!"

Tilda looked frosty and said nothing.

Gascon was right.

In Wangying City two days ago, Tilda had already made up her mind.

If the emperor of Simeng did not order the massacre of the city, she would have to speak, or even do it.

Because she has been a victim of the Catholic Church, she knows better than anyone what kind of life it is.

Tilda calmly glanced at several Simeng generals around him from the corner of his eye, and most of them had already started fighting with swords and guns.

As for the remaining heads of the opponents, under the blessing of the scarlet light, they are not at a disadvantage.

If the Simeng people lose, I'm afraid they still need their own support...

Tilda closed her eyes slightly and raised her hands sideways.

The ice condensed behind her, and a huge disc composed of more than ten ice spears slowly rotated.

The sky wheel is ready to go, and the only target is the young man sitting on the holy throne.

Without the Son, man-made gods can no longer continue to give oracle.

All this can end.

"Tilda, Tilda..."

Gascon shook his head lightly, and slowly lowered his body to stand beside Botha.

His hands, whose skin was shriveled like bark, dug slowly and hard into Botha's open chest.

Scarlet light glowed on the flesh and blood crawling out like the roots of trees.

In this way, Gascon held the Holy Grail in Botha's body in his hand, and looked up at Tilda in front of the sky wheel.

"Do you want to hear the real story about the gods?"

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A fire called war burns on the ground, and a river called blood underfoot.

Under the general, the army also launched a charge.

Even though the scene projected by Nancy shook the instructor's heart for a moment, but because the interruption was too early and the picture was too far away, it did not make the instructor in West Asia turn back immediately.

But even if it's just wavering, it's already fatal.

A group of black-robed cavalrymen from the National Army Department, riding the Simeng steeds under them, charged towards the mountain-like Dosibo giant beast formation.

"Fight back, fight back!"

Hastily ordered one after another, followed by more and more screams.

From time to time, the Dosibo giant beast cavalry who charged out were dragged off their mounts by the blue-armored Judiciary officers and soldiers with gold knots, and died under the iron cavalry of the Guobing Division.

The balance of the general situation is tilting in the direction of Simeng.

But this is a fantasy world after all.

What really affects the battlefield will always be the most important cores of war in the eyes of players.

"Don't chase!"

Han Dongwen's No. [-] machine was already drenched in blood, but he didn't feel tired at all.

Just like those happy Simeng strangers beside him.

"Don't chase them, there are other officers and soldiers to deal with them. Since this place is cleared, I will fully support the captain!"

He raised his finger, and the surrounding players looked up and saw the beautiful woman and the fat pig in the air.

"It seems that your aliens are really not good."

Duan Qingzhu laughed.

Nancy sneered: "It's just a pile of cannon fodder that can die again and again, what's the point?"

"If it wasn't for some crazy person, I'm afraid that the other people in Simeng would not be of this level."

Duan Qingzhu's tone was actually a bit emotional.

Before Nancy could answer, he straightened up all of a sudden, with his head held high, as if he was a different person.

"Go down!"

The sound was like a booming bell, and Nancy suddenly felt a huge force, which was dragging herself down.

The scarlet light suddenly shone, and four huge pillars of light suddenly lit up beside her, and the blood-colored barbed chains melted out of thin air, binding her limbs, and even pulled her in mid-air like this, unable to fall.

"Who do you think you are……!"

She gritted her teeth, and a frenzied hatred flashed in her eyes.

"Get ready, let's go!"

Han Dongwen waved his hand violently, and the surrounding players rushed towards the four blood pillars on the ground.

*****The following content was released in the later "Queyin" game version - Simeng Copy Zone *****
[Large copy of Bailan Mountain Apostasy War Raiders——Contributed by player [Qian Xiaoqian]]

[Part [-] - Nancy, Commander of the Knights of Patience]

The entire battlefield is composed of several sub-battlefields, and in each sub-battlefield, there are two digital elite bosses and a general.

After the suppression of the four secondary battlefields is over, the battle for victory in the main battlefield will begin.

This post introduces the strategy of the first battlefield.

Boss: "Patience" Knight Commander Nancy Peria
P1, the routine of a large copy of the Apostasy War, fighting for the battlefield.

Players need to clean up the miscellaneous soldiers on the battlefield. P80 can be triggered when the battlefield occupancy reaches more than 2%.
In P2, when the battlefield occupation reaches more than 80%, Nancy summons four "sacrificial spines" to the field, and the sacrificed spines are attackable targets.

When the sacrificial thorn pillar is attacked, a part of the attack will be retained, and the "sacrificing blood cry" effect will be activated every 30 seconds, and the corresponding percentage of AOE damage will be caused according to the total amount of retained damage.

After the four pillars "sacrificing spines" are broken, transfer to P3.

The way to deal with it is to play slowly.

During the battle, make sure not to output the sacrificial spines with all your brains to avoid the high damage of the sacrificial blood cry and cause the group to be wiped out. The sacrifice of the blood cry cannot be dodged and it is a percentage damage, so supporting blood is not an effective countermeasure.

Make sure that the amount of damage in each output window does not exceed 20% of the total blood volume of the sacrificed spines, and the damage of the sacrificed blood cry can be dealt with and healed back in time.

It should be noted that due to the percentage damage feature, the higher the player's total blood volume, the higher the sacrificed blood cry damage will be.

Correspondingly, the amount of blood that needs to be treated between each output window is also more, which increases the treatment pressure in disguise.

In the high-difficulty land reclamation mode, it is recommended that all staff adjust their equipment to keep the overall bloodline as low as possible.

If the four sacrificial thorn pillars cannot be broken within ten times of sacrifice, Boss Nancy will have the effect of thorn entanglement, which is basically equivalent to destroying the group.

One-sentence strategy: less heap, play slower.

　Ah, today is almost ten thousand.

　　It's quite tiring haha, I look forward to everyone's votes and encouragement!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)