Players Of Freedom

In an instant, curses resounded throughout the battlefield.

Bai Ye Gale and Greyhound instinctively said "I'm sorry", but they didn't understand what was going on, thinking that it was triggering some kind of cheating easter egg in the dungeon.

Realm of Freedom has designed various easter eggs in each dungeon to make it less boring for players to repeatedly brush a dungeon. Players of different races may trigger different effects when using different skills.

But generally it can increase the speed of customs clearance, and I have never heard of it that can also give monsters full blood.

They were only shocked by this for a while, and then they started fighting again.

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Dinner's attention has been on Yiqi Juechen, but he could see clearly just now that all this was caused by Yiqi Juechen's strange skill!

Nima, this kid is really vengeful, but killing his friend once is not enough to be killed by him ten times? Still want to do something here? !

"How did that happen?"

Meng Xia didn't pretend to be surprised. Although he had vaguely guessed before that the effective range of this skill was regardless of enemy or friend, he didn't expect that it would only restore the enemy's HP to full, but not his teammates.

"Boss, really don't do it anymore! If our group is wiped out, no one will gain anything!"

Dinner wants to cry but has no tears, and continues to be tortured by the stone kitten.

Although he has several cats in his real home, he is a cat slave through and through.

But in the game, the most ruthless thing he has now is the cat! run fast! Jumping up and down is **** it!

"I didn't do it on purpose, I forgot to check your blood volume."

Meng Xia explained, although this explanation seemed to be very pretentious.

Who can add blood without looking at the blood volume of teammates, so what are you adding?

Meng Xia scratched his head, it was difficult for him to explain this, because it was his first time using this skill.

The recovery of all things is clearly written in the skill description: centering on oneself, within a diameter of ten meters, all creatures with less than 10% of their health will immediately recover their full health—

This means that it only takes effect on units with less than 10% HP.

Dinner's blood volume was not so low just now, so they didn't recover their blood.

Conversely, if the monster's blood volume exceeds 10%, then it will not take effect.

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Yiqi Juechen: Don't start monsters until the next level, you guys crippled your HP, and I will fill it up for you.

Bai Ye の Gale:?

Greyhound never dating online:?

Dinner stared at his speech speechlessly.

"What do you think?"

Yiqi Juechen: Seriously, the effect of my skill is like this.

Meng Xia posted her skill column to the team channel, showing her sincerity.

After seeing his skills, dinner was a little unsure about noticing it, it was actually true! Really have such a wonderful skill!

Skill damage does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, but the recovery skill does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy? This is quite explosive in the entire online game world.

But in the realm of freedom, it is considered normal.

"Forget it..."

dinner refused.

Although the effect of this skill is real, Yiqi Juechen may not really restore blood to them.

Don't they all self-mutilate until their blood volume is on the verge of dying, this kid just gets up and collects a wave of heads, and then Yuan goes offline and leaves safely, then the three of them will become complete fools?

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"There is still such a skill. I have increased my knowledge. Give it a try later!"

Greyhound took Yiqi Juechen seriously as one of his own, had no defense against him, and readily accepted it.

"I don't need it anymore, it seems troublesome."

Baiye Gale was quite cautious.

It is precisely because he believes that Yiqi Juechen is the boss of his own guild, so he has to guard against Yiqi Juechen.

After all, their guild is not a good place. The big villain in the Valley of the Wicked, it's normal for a sudden illness to trap one's own people.

"Oh well."

Meng Xia was very sorry, originally wanted to experience the joy of being a male mother.

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This time dinner didn't urge Yiqi Juechen to help anymore, and quietly killed the stone statue kitten by himself.

The other two are also killed, and continue to move forward.

Because of the oolong incident of the recovery of all things, the three of them killed 8 stone statues here, and their blood volume is not too healthy.

There are 60% of the dinner left, and half of the greyhound.

Bai Ye Gale was the least optimistic, with only one-third left.

In fact, it can be clearly seen from the blood volume that dinner is the best among them.

Meng Xia has been observing them from a distance, and has to admit that although this dinnerner often jumps and breaks the defense, and has a very impatient personality, he is still very meticulous in operation, and there are no mistakes in releasing skills and dodging attacks. Much better than he imagined.

Greyhound is worse than him, but it's not because of the operation. It should be because he is not familiar with this dungeon and his consciousness can't keep up.

Bai Ye Gale was more difficult to explain in words, he was too murderous, he would hit whoever was closest to him, it was not enough for him to hit two of the four stone statues, and sometimes he had to go to the team members' hatred, and was besieged by four monsters.

Meng Xia reminded him once, but he didn't seem to understand.

"well…"

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"what happened again?"

Dinner heard Meng Xia sigh, feeling impatient and scared at the same time. I'm afraid that if he is in a bad mood, he will do something shocking.

He also couldn't figure out why the three of them were so embarrassed by a level 10 kitten.

Yiqi Juechen: Drink the medicine first, and then prescribe it later.

It's just the first level, and I can't imagine it later.

Originally, Meng Xia had hoped to let them play output, but at this level, not to mention cooperation, it would be a surprise if they didn't hit their own people.

"Master Cat, why don't you turn on the mic to direct, we don't have time to watch you typing on the channel!"

Greyhound raised a question that he had endured for a long time. Every time he was in the middle of the fight and saw him posting a message in the team, he would pull out a hand to click on the details.

It greatly affects his operation.

"Uh...it's too late, it's not convenient for me."

Meng Xia said in a low voice.

Originally, he usually didn't speak very loudly, so he was sneaky like a thief.

"Pfft...you're not a primary school student, are you, secretly playing games behind your parents' backs?"

dinner made a joke.

"..."

Meng Xia was silent for a while.

Hearing his parents mentioned by others, my heart was slightly stabbed.

He has been fostered at Xiaoyu's house since he graduated from elementary school, and he hasn't seen his biological parents for ten years.

He has long since forgotten what it was like to be controlled by his parents when he was a child.

Of course, I have never eaten pork but I have seen pigs run. I used to watch Xiao Yu always get beaten by his parents for playing games, and he was not envious at all.

"What?! You are an elementary school student!"

Seeing that Yiqi Juechen didn't refute, Greyhound immediately took it seriously.

"No... okay, let me speak softly."

"Hehe, there is actually a girl sleeping next to her."

Bai Ye Gaifeng sneered and guessed without authorization.

Hearing Meng Xia's voice, he felt that it was the type that girls liked, and he was also a big guy who liked to pretend to be mysterious, so he must be acting now.

Today's high-end hotels are equipped with holographic game equipment, guessing that he must be playing in the room.

"You can understand it that way."

Meng Xia didn't bother to explain and admitted it directly.

Most of the Baiweizhuang are female guests, and now they all sleep in the rooms on the second floor, separated from him by a hall, half a corridor and a door, rounding up can be counted as the side.

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Dinner couldn't laugh all of a sudden, from the original hatred for him to envy and jealousy.

It's enough to be good in the game, but there are girls in reality, what kind of personality is this? ! Let him occupy all the good things! Could it be a rich second generation? ! This TM is really damn...

Thinking about it carefully, how could a newborn trumpet be able to join the Magic Congress right away? How could the welfare of the National Ranking Guild be given to anyone, and coupled with his extraordinary operation, it really doesn't make sense without any background.

Dinner couldn't help but weigh himself—a member of the Valley of the Wicked who everyone yells and beats.

... Forget it, let's not mess with people who can't afford it.

"Okay, master cat, you command, type if you like, at worst, I will send them a message."

Dinner suddenly seemed to have figured it out, and his attitude towards Yiqi Juechen obviously changed.

Although he used to yell "Master Cat" and "Big Brother" one by one before, but when people heard him, they felt that he was acting strangely.

Now this sentence seems to come from the heart.

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Meng Xia didn't care about his mental activities, as long as he obeyed orders obediently.

It really takes a bit of thinking to get them to play the most ideal coordination.

"Hurry up and drink the medicine, and then post all the skill bars."

The cooling time for the recovery of all things has been completed, and Meng Xia still didn't use it here out of comprehensive considerations.

After all, they struggled even to read words in battle, and it should be difficult for them to control their blood volume...

It would be bad if the hand slipped and the blood bar was emptied directly.

If a character is killed in battle, he will automatically leave the team and leave the dungeon. One less person will lose one point of output, and it will be even more difficult to pass the level.

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"OK."

Dinner has no opinion, and of course others don't either.

Soon all three of them sent their skill bars to the team channel.

The main weapon used by dinner is a long sword, and the secondary weapon is a finger tiger. The skills are the same set of combinations as he used in field pk, left fist and right sword, very classic berserker style, there is nothing to say.

White Night Gale’s main weapon is steel claws, and the secondary weapon is darts. The skill looks like an explosive assassin~www.readwn.com~ without stealth and backstab, but with ground escape and throat sealing. It needs to rely on teammates to create output opportunities and operate Well, there's nothing wrong with that.

Greyhounds will never date online...

Meng Xia frowned when she saw the skills he sent.

The weapon is a mace, the first three are the core output skills of Berserk, the last three are the core output skills of assassins, and the last six are control skills.

No movement skills? not a single one? !

"Little Huihui, what are you doing with so much control?"

Meng Xia didn't have the patience to type, so she turned on the mic directly: "Take four out, exchange for three displacements, and add another defense."

"Why?"

Greyhound objected.

If it wasn't for the output not keeping up, he would have liked to use 12 control skills to directly control the opponent to death! How cool is that!

"How can I say..."

Meng Xia had a headache.

No wonder he can play a turn-based effect with monsters, purely standing output.

"If you are asked to change it, you can change it. Don't be inked. It must be reasonable to ask you to change it."

Dinner actually knew that his skill set was very abstract, but he hadn't told him before that he was too lazy to do thankless things like teaching and educating people.

Bai Ye Gaifeng obviously thought the same way, it's none of his business.

"Okay...I'll change."

Greyhound said reluctantly.

Meng Xia was very worried: "You send it and I'll take a look."

Greyhound sent it again, and Meng Xia felt even more headache when he saw it.

"I asked you to take out four controls, why did you add four more?"

"I like to play control, and the technical flow is to play control."

Greyhound was indignant, and then challenged Meng Xia: "Do you know what technical flow is?"