The twelve volumes of the Occupational Rankings, each of which has my name on it

The bandits were still shouting.

Wearing a headgear with mahjong patterns and colorful Taoist robes.

What else could they be but mahjong bandits?

The scene in front of them really confused the eight major guilds.

The bandits were actually mixed with these monsters. Some of them rode on monsters, some stood on the backs of monsters, and some were even carried like princesses by humanoid monsters.

The bandits were still shouting something.

When the group of monsters approached, everyone could hear clearly what they were saying.

"The monster is in hand! Follow me! Grab the BOSS! Seize the treasure!"

The four major guilds that besieged the BOSS finally reacted.

"The bandits want to take over the BOSS!"

"Damn! A group of rookies at level 10 or so, they really don't take our eight guilds seriously!"

"What's wrong with these monsters? They seem to obey the orders of the bandits?"

"I understand! Bandits are monsters too!"

Thousands of monsters, like a big wave, rushed into the battle group besieging the BOSS.

Instantly broke through a gap and entered in a line.

After rushing into the battle group, the monster group split into more than a dozen groups, outflanking the BOSS from all directions.

This is done to prevent the guild from having high-level mages, and one group will kill too many in a second.

"Stop! Stop! Stop them quickly! Don't let them enter the hatred circle of the BOSS!"

Zhao Yingxiong shouted at the top of his lungs in the temporary command camp.

But he didn't get what he wanted.

When such an astonishing number of monsters rushed in, the battle group besieging the BOSS had been disrupted.

The BOSS was in a frenzy at the moment, moving very fast, and caught up with another one on the spot, chopping the unlucky guy to death with a few slashes.

It's not that these experienced professionals would collapse just like this.

The fatal thing was that a warrior jumped out of the bandits standing on the monster.

"Brothers! What is art?!"

The other bandits tore off a corner of their Taoist robes and waved them wildly above their heads.

"Patrick Star!!!"

In the center of the battlefield, there was a loud roar, and a mushroom cloud of flames rose into the sky.

When the professionals of the four major guilds saw that the bandit was about to self-destruct, they quickly used their magical powers to stay away from him.

Once there was a distance from the explosion point, the damage caused by the self-destruction was very limited.

So, the air was empty, and no one was killed.

But physics is still there.

The shock wave generated by such a violent explosion cleared a vacuum zone nearby, and all the monsters and professionals were blown away.

Now, the formation of the siege BOSS was completely messed up.

The deadly pig butcher started killing, chasing monsters and professionals, killing one by one, and killing crazily.

"Bandits! What the hell are you doing?!"

"Just rob the BOSS, why do you want to self-destruct and mess up the situation?!"

"They are just a bunch of lunatics! Kill them first!"

This self-destruction also blew up the anger of the professionals present.

Especially those who were near the explosion point.

If they hadn't dodged quickly, even if they didn't ascend to heaven at this moment, the durability of their equipment would not be able to hold up.

The BOSS started to kill randomly.

Thousands of monsters rushed into the scene.

The siege formation could not be organized at all, so the professionals decided to kill the disruptive bandits first.

"If you dare to kill me! I will self-destruct!"

When a level 35 warrior caught a level 8 bandit, the latter was not afraid at all, but threatened in the opposite direction.

This soldier also has a bad temper.

"Go ahead and explode! I want to see who will die between us!"

"Explode! Just! Explode!!!"

As a result, both of them died.

The others were dumbfounded when they saw this.

This gang of bandits, if there is something wrong, he will really explode himself!

These are not bandits, they are mobile bombs!

No one dared to touch the bandits anymore.

Moreover, Zhao Yingxiong's drone kept shouting in the air.

"Don't worry about the bandits! They are low-level and can't threaten you! Pull the hatred of the BOSS! Don't lose the hatred! The BOSS doesn't have much blood! Those monsters are grinding the BOSS's blood!"

The undead summons of the devil brother and the monkeys of the monkey brother, although their strength is limited, they continue to attack the BOSS in a suicidal manner, and they can always grind a little blood.

Because there are enough of them.

Even if each attack only loses a little blood.

Thousands of them take turns, and each wave will also lose thousands of blood.

The hatred generated by the summoned creature's attack is counted on the summoner.

The hatred of the boss is gradually shifting from the four major guilds

, and transferred to Song Gua's clone.

Just then, a strong wind whistled in the air.

Someone flew over.

The first one, with flames spraying from both hands, dragging a long flame tail behind him.

The second one, stepping on golden clouds, holding a golden long stick.

The third one, with clothes held by a group of red bats, swaying and moving slowly in the air.

The third one, with clothes held by a group of red bats, moving slowly in the air.

The third one, with white board, is Brother Xuezi!

"Hey, wait for me, we agreed to show up together!"

Brother Xuezi was too reluctant to fly like this, and his speed was not comparable to the first two.

Behind the three of them, a pair of bone wings spread out.

A black bone dragon with a wingspan of more than 20 meters, without flesh and blood, soared into the sky.

On its back, Brother Guizi held a big knife, looking majestic.

The bandits in the air are stronger at first glance, probably cadres.

But looking at the levels, except for Brother Xuezi who has reached level 20, the other three are only in the teens, which is not in line with their current status.

But Zhao Yingxiong also arranged several teams to attack the air, trying to shoot them down.

The professions of the mage sequence and the archer sequence have no shortage of countermeasures for air units.

Especially the archer sequence, which can be said to be the nemesis of air units.

Various magic light bullets and magic arrows were fired at the four in the air.

In the distance, there is also a construction sequence in the logistics department, which is building an anti-aircraft turret. If this thing is done well, it will basically kill Brother Huozi and others with one shot.

"Hehe! I'll do it!"

Facing the enemy's attack, Brother Monkey resisted at the front and protected Brother Xuezi and Brother Huozi.

He now has a bunch of monkeys and grandchildren, and the damage reduction provided has long exceeded 100%.

If the attacker does not have a damage-increasing attribute restraint, it can only cause "-1" forced damage to him.

"Put on some strength, are you tickling me?"

This sentence is more effective than any taunting skill, and the professionals of the four major guilds are preparing their ultimate moves.

But the subsequent attacks did not arrive.

Because Brother Guizi took action.

"Little ones, interrupt the skills!"

Brother Guizi gave an order.

His undead summons, in groups of dozens, pounced on those professionals who were about to release ultimate moves to the sky and had long-range attacks, and knocked them down.

Hardcore interruption.

Professionals of the four major guilds, the wild BOSS Deadly Pig Butcher, thousands of summons of all shapes and sizes, and bandits, all fought in a melee.

The entire Storm Cliff was in chaos.

"Bang!"

Brother Huozi punched through all the command drones with a fire fist, and his eyes, spewing flames, scanned the entire scene.

"Carry the BOSS away!"

Zhao Yingxiong's signal was instantly interrupted. He thought something was wrong and immediately called the leaders of the major guilds to head straight to Storm Cliff.