Rebirth of the strongest magic chef

Chapter 322 Nightmare Plain
In the offensive and defensive battle of Tiger King City, Dark Worm's performance was remarkable, and in Jiang Yan's opinion, they were considered outstanding.

However, the army defending the city was already weak, and with the qualifications of the dark bugs, they couldn't convince the crowd. There were tens of thousands of people, not to mention commanding like arms, and it was difficult to even mobilize them. Did not last.

"I heard that the Master Association has been very busy recently, and the reorganization of 6 people is not an easy matter."

"It's all trivial matters. As long as everyone still wants the young master to pay and ask for a bowl of food, who won't come back obediently?"

"I heard that when Tianxia Wushuang was re-established, there were a lot of responses and followers gathered. We will not be far behind."

"It's not easy to raise the level of the guild. I heard that someone suggested that we all withdraw from the guild and give up the second guild to the main guild? I'm fucked, isn't the guild human?"

"Although we are all in the dark, there is nothing wrong with our promotion to level 5. Now if we disagree, we will be asked to resign and start again? It's a good idea!"

"That's right! The benefits and treatment are all paid for by the people in the main meeting, but we are the ones who fight! Why!"

"Don't worry, the Ice Emperor's boss will deal with it." The middle-aged man interrupted with a wave of his hand, with a gloomy look on his face.

Jiang Yan did not expect that the conflicts within the Dark Empire had intensified to such an extent that not only the management, but even the lower-level players were dissatisfied.

These people can still get together, but the stinky money of the Dark Tiger King is still barely supporting them.

He shook his head, took a few steps forward, and suddenly appeared.

In front of the middle-aged Lao Tzu's astonished expression, Frostmourne turned into a black awn that flashed away.

"-84641!"

Terrible damage rose high. Although the middle-aged man was a warrior, his vitality was only less than [-] points. His eyes widened, and he fell softly, turning into a white light.

With a snap, a piece of green armor also burst out.

"Boss!" The third child yelled, and rushed up with the twin axes in his hands. The giant ax turned into an illusion on top of Jiang Yan's head, and slashed down.

"-389!"

The gigantic ax fell on Jiang Yan with astonishing momentum, but it only caused less than 400 points of damage.

The third child's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it, "How is this possible, this is my strongest output skill!"

The Dark Gold Berserk is also known for its outbursts. This giant ax move opened up the world. Even if the opponent is an abyss warrior of level 70, he will blast out thousands of blood.

"It's lemon popsicles!" Someone exclaimed, but they saw Jiang Yan from a distance in the battle of defending the city, and remembered it all at once.

"That's right, it's the young master." Jiang Yan chuckled, bowed slightly, and a sword qi whizzed away!

The earth trembled, and terrifying injuries rose one after another.

With Jiang Yan's attack power of up to 3000 points, combined with Frostmourne's 100% extra damage to non-undead creatures, when this sword qi falls, countless five or six-figure damage can't stop rising.

Like a gust of wind sweeping fallen leaves, at least 30 people turned into white light and rose up, killing them with one blow!
The third child stood beside Jiang Yan, almost stunned, horrified!

"What kind of output is this, what kind of attack is this!"

Jiang Yan didn't bother to answer, so he swung his sword casually.

The terrifying damage of [-] plus drifted away, and the third child was directly chopped to the ground by a sword.

Jiang Yan saw that although it was an ordinary attack, it was a critical attack just now, and the third child naturally had no possibility of surviving.

This team originally had more than 50 players, but in the blink of an eye, less than half of them remained.

The remaining group of people looked at each other, and a mage shouted: "He is alone after all, everyone set fire with me!"

Someone took the lead and immediately responded, and a group of people hurriedly started casting spells, gathering skills, and releasing spells.

"It's too slow." Jiang Yan shook his head, but didn't move.

A group of people were overjoyed, but within a short while, at least dozens of skills fell overwhelmingly.

One after another, the damage value rose, the highest was no more than four or five hundred points, and the lowest was thirty points.

Although these injuries made Jiang Yan extremely contemptuous, the blood bar on his head dropped to less than half in an instant, and the eyes of a group of people on the opposite side were filled with hope.

"It brings hope and despair, so this is what it feels like?" Jiang Yan experienced the feeling in his heart, holding the sword in both hands, and swung a sword aura skillfully.

There was a sound of screams, and there was another death in an instant.

And as Jiang Yan's sword energy fell, green recovery values ​​floated out from the top of his head one after another. It was the blood-sucking effect of the Calamity Bone Ring and Frostmourne. With the combination of the two, the blood-sucking was as high as 45%!

Just such a light sword fall is enough to restore the vitality of ten Jiang Yan to full!
Not far away, the air fluctuated, and it seemed that there were fragments condensed, but some dark players who had cast the resurrection technique were about to be resurrected.

Jiang Yan waited quietly, timed it right, and slashed with sword energy!
Just as the bodies of a dozen or so players were successfully condensed, they saw a huge sword light enveloping their heads. The newly resurrected players died again before they had time to put up a little resistance.

This time, it is the real return to the city to die!

Putting Frostmourne back at his waist, Jiang Yan couldn't help but smile.

Although his level is not outstanding, his equipment is far ahead at the moment.

Frostmourne, the only sub-sacred weapon in Destiny China, the peerless murderous weapon, and one of the only four or five legendary weapons, the Calamity Bone Ring, is also a precious ring accessory.

Plus the wolf king's cloak, death helmet, natural disaster wristbands, natural disaster leggings and madman armor, each of which is a high-level, small-scale epic weapon with awesome attributes!

Although he only has seven pieces of equipment in his body, all of them are top-notch, even among top players.

The middle-aged players with the highest level in these dark clubs are only level 70, and the others are in their fifties or sixties. Even if the number of players is several times, or even dozens of times, Jiang Yan is not afraid.

Not to mention his super high attack power, explosive blood-sucking, and the royal cake in his backpack, and the Flower Fairy King behind him is comparable to a level 100 holy priest, or even worse.

They formed a group of half a hundred people, apparently to curse the temple to level up and upgrade equipment.

Although there was no grievance in the past and no hatred in recent days, they are dark people after all. Now that they met, Jiang Yan naturally didn't mind giving them a ride and delaying their progress in upgrading and improving their strength.

After all, in a sense, weakening the enemy's strength is equivalent to improving one's own strength.

It would take at least 2 hours to rush from Silvermoon City to the Temple of the Cursed. In addition to the time they spent on the road, Jiang Yan made them spend 4 hours on the road.

This didn't count the level or experience they lost after they died. Jiang Yan didn't need to think about it. When these 50 people returned to the teleportation formation in Silver Moon City, they must be full of sorrow and want to cry without tears.

If you follow Jiang Yan's bad taste and do it a little more extreme, you can squat at the gate of the cursed temple, wait for these people to come over in another two hours, and kill them back to the city. Let a group of people's mentality explode, and life is worse than death.

When he was playing a certain well-known online game, as a lone ranger, he often slaughtered players digging meat outside Sand City and mining in mines, killing time and time again.

It's just that most of these people are "robots" that use plug-in software. In Jiang Yan's view, they are no different from NPCs.

I still remember that after killing dozens of times, the hanging "robot" actually cursed and greeted Jiang Yan, obviously couldn't bear it.

Jiang Yan naturally continued to send him back to the city.

This was something that happened when I was very young, I was only in my teens at the time, young and frivolous and ignorant, I just thought it was fun.

Without much thought, Jiang Yan gave up the idea of ​​squatting, entered a state of invisibility, and continued to move forward.

All the way through the mountains and ridges, the number of players along the way is getting smaller and smaller. After a while, there are no players around.

The pitch-black mountains are continuous, like a huge black curtain covering the sky, and like a dormant ancient beast, which seems to want to choose people and devour them.

The roars and low howls of monsters filled my ears, sent from afar through the cold wind, making people shudder.

"Ding!"

[System Prompt]: You have entered the [Nightmare Plain]!
This is Jiang Yan's destination, the level 120 monster map - Nightmare Plain!
He restrained his mind, pulled out Frostmourne, and moved forward silently.

Soon, a huge two-person tall monster loomed in the darkness.

Almost at the same time as Jiang Yangang saw it, the huge monster turned around slowly.

The monster's waist is surrounded by an unknown green animal skin, which can barely cover the thighs. Its body is full of muscles and looks very strong. Its back protrudes like a hillock. The two ferocious animal teeth looked very terrifying——

Ancient Orcs (lv.120)!
The orcs are an ancient ethnic group. It is said that their ancestors still have some human blood. It was only after being corroded by the darkness that they inspired the bloody nature of ancient beasts, and then they became delirious, bloodthirsty and easy to kill. They were called ancient orcs!

The ancient orc was naked from the upper body, showing well-developed muscles, and holding a thick mace in his hand. When he saw Jiang Yan, he roared to the sky, bowed slightly, and rushed over!

It looked like a huge body like a hill, but it moved like an ape. But in a moment, the ancient orc came to Jiang Yan and smashed his mace down.

"-5217!"

The stick made Jiang Yan dizzy and staring at him, his total blood was only 7600 points at the moment, and the terrifying damage of 5000+ knocked out two-thirds of his blood in one blow!

Fortunately, the Flower Immortal King was hovering in the air, and he waved the small stick in his hand in preparation, and the light of the healing technique fell, warming his whole body.

"+5200!"

A full 5200 blood recovery value directly pulled Jiang Yan's blood back in the blink of an eye.

And he smiled, and slammed into the arms of the ancient orc, the long sword was like a phantom, and he swung several swords in an instant!

"-33089!"

"-45711!"

"-39023!"

"-42267!"

(End of this chapter)