Stratholme God

Chapter 1426 Boring Ending

After 5 minutes of playing over there, McDonnell could see it.

The Emerald Nightmare that erupted at this point of time certainly greatly strengthened Emeris's power.It's a pity that this female dragon, which survived a catastrophe back then and is still depraved now, failed to evolve or learn more powerful moves.

This made McDonald a little disappointed.

Fortunately, sand sculpture players never lack entertainment when fighting bosses.

"Milk me! Milk me!" All of a sudden, the newly promoted cultivator [my name will turn into my part in dreams] croaked loudly.

Looking at the black light lingering on his body, he knew that he had been hit by a continuous damage magic of the shadow system.

Originally, for such a trivial matter, a sip of milk would be enough.

The bad thing is that the priest player next door swallowed [Quick Healing], and the golden holy light scattered, scattered, scattered on the head...

The guy let out a scream on the spot.

Several players around raised their foreheads at once.

[Pure White Dandelion]: "Damn! I almost forgot, dirty milk can't hold holy light!"

For the foul gods, they can only accept natural-type healing magic, such as Xiaode and shaman's, once it is the holy light-type, something will happen.

The holy light is highly poisonous to the foul god.

This time, this guy might die even faster.

Everyone knows Emory's style of play, that is, you can't die. Under her corrosive aura, whoever burps will immediately turn into a poisonous mushroom, and then pollute the entire area.

Emergency moment!
[Green Lantern Sanzhi] Fly up and kick that guy away.

"Ahhhh-"

What a big filthy god, under the action of absolute force, it flew backwards 20 meters, and slammed into a big polluted dark green tree trunk behind.

"Oh!"

In the next second, the thing exploded and turned into a big lump of flying stuff, slowly sliding down from the tree trunk...

At this moment, the sand sculpture players have light in their eyes!

In the game, there is no way to directly kill teammates. Whenever the critical moment comes, there will always be some unconscious teasers who use various boss skills to blow up the whole group.

It's much simpler in reality.

That's right!I killed teammates!
"Ah! I missed it!"

"Ahh! I missed it too!"

In this 80-person super group, the voice of "missing" is endless.

Almost face-to-face, regardless of whether it is a dirty god or a fool, they were all blown away and died to the edge of the dream space, drawing circles in the corner by themselves, no, it was a kind of mushroom.

[Ailubao] Hehe smirked: "We can't solve the Boss for a while, can't we also solve the silly teasers?"

Without more than a dozen guys who got in the way, the combat power of the crusade group has increased significantly.

They advance and retreat with evidence, almost like a real army.

McDonnell scratched his head, but he didn't care.

This is the art of specialization.

Some guys, like Dirty God, are great at dealing with illogical messy nightmare situations, but not so good at combat.

God gave them the extraordinary spiritual power enough to fight against evil gods, but did not give them a strong enough body and high-sensitivity reflex nerves.

This is also a kind of balance.

Not long after, Emeris was covered in bruises, her movement and attack frequency dropped visibly to the naked eye, and she was almost on the verge of GG.

At this moment, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

The turbid green hues all around suddenly developed in the direction of pitch black, and at the edge of the dream, there were countless balls of pitch-black things twisting and wriggling, like lumps of ink-colored paste with their own life.

"Boss!" [Dark Rain Storm] reminded.

"En." McDonnell himself pressed the button on the handle, and saw the other man under the spiritual connection raise his right hand flatly, and the thunder light quickly condensed on a [Wind Sword] made of spiritual power.

At the moment of the next breath, lightning traversed the entire space.

The violently twisting Thunder Snake crazily released the power of the wind element at the edge of the dream space.For a moment, this force was like ice magic, quickly freezing (fixing) the shadow that was pressing over.

But in the next instant, a part of the boundary suddenly turned into a crystal clear green crystal.The crystal squirmed, and immediately cracked left and right, and another green dragon rushed over.

In the judgment of the system, his name was [Leithorne], another Nightmare Four Dragons.

There was only chaos in his vertical pupils, and he locked on to the players who were besieging Emorys.

When he grinned open the dragon's mouth full of abscesses, he spat out demonic words full of filth from his mouth: "Every existence that defies the Nightmare King will be [destroyed]!"

destroy?

Whether it is the power of the shadow system or not remains to be determined.

As soon as this guy came out, the poisonous breath from his mouth sprayed towards the crowd, making the elite operators scream.

Originally, this random green dragon would definitely cause heavy losses to sand sculpture players, and it will be wiped out in minutes.

but……

McDonnell's spiritual body is here.

The sand sculpture players were about to shout, when suddenly they saw that the speed of the poisonous mist that was spraying towards them slowed down significantly, appearing extremely dull.

The huge cloud of dragon's breath was distorted by the sudden horizontal wind. It was clearly aimed at the group of players, but it was blown to the other side. The corrosive dragon's breath fell on those wriggling shadows.

McDonnell was about to rush forward, and cut Leithorn with a few swords, when suddenly, Leithorne came up with something new.

"Awasuoda Lilimaiya..."

This is definitely not a dragon language.

This is obviously the demonic language that Sartre likes to use. The dirty words and sentences in it are all praising the great N'Zoth and Xavius, the king of nightmares.

Warriors have [Burning Roar], dragons have Dragon Roar!
When Laithorne didn't take the initiative to attack with his body, but instead attacked with a sound wave similar to a dragon's roar, he had the aura of holding the audience.

I don't know how many players were yelled at the scene, their scalps were numb, and their hands and feet were trembling.

[Xiaolou Jiuke]: "Grass! The sea of ​​consciousness has been attacked, and the synchronization rate of our mental bodies has dropped?"

The system chat group suddenly exploded.

After traveling for so long, sand sculpture players are invincible among enemies of the same level.But the other party seems to have mastered some means of interfering with the transmission of consciousness?

Absolutely!One controls the field, the other dragon kills.

While the players were hit by the control skills, Emeris turned the tap, and the poisonous breath immediately swept towards the dps professionals around her.

McDonnell is extremely painful, but whenever his deity goes, he can just pass by with his high attributes and strong resistance.But this time, he went to the doppelgänger!
At the very moment, a voice came.

"Boss, it's so boring! How about some black silk?"

This is the voice of [Jun Muqi].

This guy had already died once before when he was attacking Emeris. If Emeris was not dead for a moment, he couldn't get past him, otherwise he would be put into eternal sleep on the spot.Needless to say, if there is no egg, once it dies again, it will turn into a mushroom and release poisonous mist on the spot.

So when the current leader of the dirty god was bored, he messed up again.

The most high-end sarcasm requires only the simplest language.

His words undoubtedly became two words when heard by McDonnell——

"Fuck me!"

That being the case, McDonald is not polite.

With a flick of the wind sword, [Jun Muqi] was swept by a gust of wind, his whole body spanned a space of 50 meters, and fell straight into the dragon's mouth of Laithorn...

(End of this chapter)