Chapter Seventy Seven

In the Sunset Mountains, a map called the Fifth Ridge, a young thief was hiding in the shadows, quietly observing a group of well-equipped players not far away.

The young thief is Jiang Chengzi, a very talented thief.

Like many people, “Hero Origin” was also the first virtual game Jiang Chengzi came into contact with.

But after entering the game, he soon began to show his talents different from ordinary people, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds.

The young are strong, and the strong are also strong.

Jiang Chengzi is a boy and a strong man.

After entering the game, the most admired person is the Jiang Feng that is so strong that there is no edge.

Whether it was before, Jiang Feng stepped on the clouds and set foot on the position of the first player in the game, or later, after joining the World Guild, Jiang Feng dared to accompany his brother to death, which made the young admirable.

Therefore, when Jiang Chengzi heard that he wanted to help Jiang Feng perform the task, he agreed without hesitation.

And after knowing what Jiang Feng was going to do, blood boiled all over his body with excitement.

Moreover, not only Jiang Chengzi, but also one hundred and twenty-three thieves, none of them believed that Jiang Feng’s efforts to hunt down the entire Tang and Song Dynasty guilds were idiotic dreams and seeking death.

Instead, all of them are excited.

Jiang Chengzi was lucky, and he was the first to find the target, which is the group of players in front of him.

Although privacy is emphasized in “Hero Origin”, even the ID is difficult to obtain, but the guild is something that everyone wants to know.

Especially for big guilds like the Tang and Song dynasties, the congregation would hang the guild badges on their chests, and they would recognize them at a glance.

The front team had a total of 30 people, well-equipped, reasonable configuration, and tacit cooperation. At first glance, they knew that their strength was quite impressive. Even in the Tang and Song dynasties, they were considered the main force.

A team of thirty people, there are three shield battles, two paladins, one thief, one swordsman, four berserkers, fifteen mages, and four priests.

A standard heavy firepower regiment.

At this time, they are advancing in an orderly manner on the Fifth Ridge. Thieves and swordsmen start monsters, shield wars against monsters, and master output. Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

This is how it is for a team of this size to spawn monsters, even a bit boring, even if it is cleaning monsters that are higher than a few levels, it is often not seen as strenuous.

However, once a mistake is made, the formation collapses, and the result is likely to be annihilation.

Just like this time, the monsters on the fifth ridge are around level 25, and there will even be elite monsters and lord monsters from time to time.

The team leader is a middle-aged berserker, and he is directing the team to spawn monsters, his eyes swept to a few sporadic players not far away, and his eyes flashed with gloomy expressions.

Every time they spawned monsters, he would be unhappy when they saw someone next to him.

It’s as if I saw the own experience equipment being robbed by others.

Unfortunately, he also understood that if it were not for the guild activities, he would not have the ability to clear the field.

He retracted his dark gaze and swept a short distance away, only to see a thief walking forward, leading a large group of monsters to rush towards him.

The middle-aged berserker was anxious, and immediately shouted in the conversation: “Knife, you are crazy! Why do you pull so many strangers?!”

As a result, their thief inexplicably returned: “Captain, I haven’t returned yet? Why is it so weird?”



The middle-aged berserker was taken aback, and then reacted, and immediately shouted: “Be careful, everyone, some people yell at us!”

Everyone panicked. The thief who was pulling a large number of monsters and the middle-aged berserker and the thief in the chat, they all saw it, and they knew what was going on without the middle-aged berserker reminding them.

However, it was just a moment of panic. These people are all good players, and PK in the wild is also commonplace. When they encounter this kind of means of trying to use monsters to destroy them, they will not panic.

The mages began to adjust their positions one after another, shrinking and shaping.

“Dammit, anyone, dare to attack us!” An arcane mage standing on the periphery said viciously while observing the surroundings.

“Who the hell, prepare to set the fire!” The middle-aged berserker slanted his mouth and said disdainfully: “We will withdraw after the second! The shield warrior will save medicine. Use the intermediate instant return to replenish the blood. Full, ready to fight a wave.”

The instructions of the middle-aged Berserker were simple, but everyone knew his plan.

Not only the shield fighters, but all the front rows were quickly recovering. It was clear that they were in high-intensity battles, but under this outbreak, they were still full in a short period of time.

And then, the four berserkers and two paladins all began to spread forward, blocking the course of action of the thieves who yelled them.

It sounds simple to blame and harm others, but if you can’t handle it, it is most likely to harm others and yourself.

There are countless monsters in the back, and the player in front of you who has been pitted by you, so there is not much room to escape.

As he spoke, the thief rushed to the front with the monster and ran into a berserker without evasive.

This thief is naturally Jiang Feng.

And the berserker that Jiang Feng accidentally selected was the captain of the team, the middle-aged berserker.

The middle-aged berserker greeted him with a grinning smile.

charge!

The basic skills of the Berserker are also extremely practical skills.

Moreover, the timing and angle of the middle-aged berserker’s skills are just right, which can reflect his skills.

If it is an ordinary thief, rushing towards him so straight and blank, encountering such a charge, it is equivalent to giving it in vain.

However, Jiang Feng is obviously not an ordinary thief.



Jiang Feng’s foot moved, and his figure was strangely erratic. The middle-aged berserker who was supposed to be in the charge, actually brushed Jiang Feng’s figure into the past.

Shadow dance!

Jiang Feng is now more comfortable with the use of this dance step.

It was like the seemingly inevitable charge just now, but Jiang Feng had a very clear feeling-with shadow dance steps, he could avoid it perfectly.

“What?!” The middle-aged berserker was taken aback, then panicked, “Be careful in the back!”

Although the middle-aged berserker is narrow-minded, he may be the captain, and he has his own advantages.

He knows what kind of people can be provoked, and what kind of people can’t be provoked.

It was not a fight just now, and the middle-aged berserkers instantly understood that the thief they encountered was not simple.

It is even possible that they can’t handle it at all!

The middle-aged berserker turned his head and looked to the rear anxiously, only to see the figure of the thief suddenly accelerate, and instantly cut into the mage’s camp.

The middle-aged berserker’s heart felt cold and it was over.

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