Big guy is always cool

Chapter 203 Killing Annihilates the Light and Splashes Hot Blood
Deckard Cain, the inheritor of the most prominent Horadrim in the world of Sanctuary, is also the last person who knows the many secrets of the magic sect in this glorious period of mankind.In his mind, there are countless mysterious knowledge unknown to outsiders, as well as many historical truths hidden in the dust.

If a person like this is one of his own, then he is a living fossil for players to understand the world of Sanctuary. If he becomes an enemy, such a person who pretends to be a secret is the priority target for elimination.

The will of hell did not bless a certain demon, but chose Deckard Kane, which was indeed beyond Ye Li's expectations.If he hadn't found it with a little help, Ye Li might have stumbled on it.

However, the reality is that there is no if.

So, now that the will of hell has been exposed and people still don't know, whether he plays Ye Li or Ye Li plays him, the answer is already obvious.

Ye Li knew who was blessed by the will of hell, but the player didn't know that the latter was still fighting the monsters in the stone field.

Although Xie Hongyi and the others were one step ahead of the others, most of this advantage was spent in the battle of the underground passage. They hadn't fought the Moon Clan and the Blood Eagle for long before the second group of players arrived.

Seeing the vast number of monsters in the wilderness of stones, the 40-player team that arrived in the second wave rushed over with weapons in hand without even the slightest hesitation.

When the player encounters a monster, don't be cowardly, just do it and it's over.

The arrival of the second player team shared a large part of the pressure of understanding Hongyi and them. Even though their strength was not as good as that of Hongyue, they were still forty third-rank players, and it was no problem for them to block monsters in one direction.

If there is one in everything, there are two; if there are two, there are three; and if there are three, there are more.

One player team after another enters the stone field from the cold plain through the underground passage. The player's defense line can only hold the passage exit from the beginning and gradually expands until the defense line is pushed to a thousand meters away.

"Bah! Bah!"

The Moon Clan is worthy of being a sheep-headed monster. They didn't feel sorry for their goat head. The bleating sound made the players feel very weird.

It is obviously a vicious and brutal demon, why is it bleating like a sheep?

Do you want to say that you are not fierce, but fierce and cute?

If you want to win by showing cuteness, please be a little self-aware, can you go to the whole content first.

There is no psychological burden at all to be cruel to the Moon Clan, who made their looks unflattering.

Not everyone can do this kind of cuteness, and it will be counterproductive if the appearance is not good enough.

The demons in the stone wilderness are tides, they launch wave after wave of attacks, like the turbulent waves that hit the table, constantly impacting players.And the player is like a dam, no matter how the wind blows and the waves hit you, I will stand still, and if you dare to hit me, I will smash you to pieces.

Howling, roaring, screaming, and screaming, the soldiers rushed into the monster group, setting off a storm of death.

Flame ignited the earth, ice froze everything, lightning destroyed everything, and assassin's traps made every inch of the battlefield extremely unfriendly to demons.

There is magic raging, sharp arrows whistling, mages and archers are swaying wantonly, outlining one death trajectory after another.

The paladins step on the halo, hold the hammer high in their hands, and spread blessings all over the battlefield. Their skills provide powerful blessings for their companions.

The bears were rampaging, and the werewolves howled at the sun.

The oak sage summoned by the druid is raising the upper limit of the player's health, the wolf pounces frontally to attract the attention of the target, and the ghost wolf sneaks up and down, launching sneak attacks again and again, and the prey they stare at rarely survives.The poisonous flower vines corroded the earth with dark green spots one after another, causing the demons to foam at the mouth in convulsions.

Necromancers use the corpses of monsters on the battlefield to summon swarms of skeletons. When the Moon Clan has no time to pay attention to the siege of the skeletons, a bone spear will pierce its body and explode its heart.When the demons are afraid, the bone prison rising from the ground makes them have no way to escape.

In this land, at this moment, the killing annihilates the sun, the sharp blade spills hot blood all over the earth, the brilliance of magic shines with deadly beauty, and the cry of killing resounds through the sky.

All kinds of voices constitute the unique hustle and bustle of the battlefield, which makes the brave blood boil with enthusiasm and high fighting spirit, and makes the weak heart shattered and run away with their heads in their arms.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The players have already become red-eyed, and they can't care about any numerical disadvantages or defensive needs.When the fighting spirit in his heart is completely ignited, only the most primitive killing instinct is left.

There are enemies in front of you, so rush forward, smash the demon's body, defeat the demon's will, let the demon learn the power of human beings, and make human beings a nightmare for demons.

From today onwards, let these demons be afraid, tremble, and terrified when they see human beings.

One shot after another, Huang Xiaoyang didn't know how many shots he stabbed and how many demons he killed.He gritted his teeth, stared, with a murderous look on his face, and he had only one thought in his mind: to kill all the standing enemies.

Look down on us humans?
Block the door at the exit of the underground passage?

Think you have a lot of people?

The spear shattered the throat of one of the Moon Clan, and the stinky blood splashed on the gun body, steaming white, Huang Xiaoyang roared: "Go to hell, devil!"

Two Moon Clans found an opportunity to take advantage of it, grabbed Huang Xiaoyang's unretracted spear and rushed up, but unexpectedly, the other party's low growl was not a meaningless roar, but a battle howl.

The roar pierced their bodies, ripped their muscles, shook their brains, and sent them into a daze.

As soon as the spear was retracted, Huang Xiaoyang raised the spear and stabbed again.

It was the heads of two demons who came into the account.

Players who come fast have already killed, they are not fighting, but enjoying.Enjoy wanton venting, enjoy fighting, enjoy fighting, and enjoy the release of the most primitive instinct of human beings.

The players who came slowly shouted anxiously: "Save some, save some, save some for us, so that we can enjoy ourselves too. Hold the grass, you still kill!"

Ordinary monsters of level [-] like the Moon Clan are not as vulnerable as the demonized beasts of the Icy Plain, but within the range that most players can deal with, they are worthy opponents.Wouldn't it be a pity for such a monster to be addictive?

Besides, the Moon Clan has given them a lot of experience, and it is also very efficient for leveling.

To say that the only thing that makes players dissatisfied is that there is no one else except the blood eagle in the sky.

There are a huge number of this kind of flying monsters, they prefer sneak attacks, they are very slippery, but they have very little experience.It took a long time to kill a blood eagle, but found that the experience was not even a fraction of that of the Moon Clan. Why didn't the players go crazy?
But you can't ignore it, because there are tens of millions of them, and the sky of the battlefield is covered by them.

"Who can clear up the monsters in the sky, it's so annoying."

"Let's."

A player agreed, and everyone followed the sound, and saw groups of players wearing low-level mechs coming out of the underground passage.

The mechs raised their hands above their heads, and with the sound of metal friction, their arms turned into six-barreled machine guns.

"Come on, baby!"

Da da da da da... The flames from the muzzle started a new round of carnival.

(End of this chapter)