Online Game Dungeon Master

The figures were all level 90 elite assassins hired by MASK from the trading platform at a high price. They were so fast that only four black shadows could be seen shuttling back and forth. Shen Xuan took a few steps back and took out his shield without changing his expression.

After countless assassinations, how could he, who was wearing legendary, epic, and rare gears, be a challenge for ordinary players? When Miss Xiao finished the spell, countless huge fireballs flew everywhere, and Shen Xuan took another step forward.

The ground under his feet had turned into the red color of hell and spread to all directions. He exhaled a breath from his mouth and swept a sword towards MASK, but he was not the assassin who assassinated him. The surging black power swept like a storm, like a wild horse galloping, and it was difficult to stop.

"It's not that easy to kill me!"

The next moment, the evil aura that had slaughtered countless people enveloped the units within a hundred meters, like a cold wind howling, and they trembled violently.

Hit rate decreased, movement speed decreased.

MASK couldn't believe that the lord's sword was so fast. His weak body couldn't move because of the level. He released a scroll with a low roar, and then barely raised the shield to fight desperately.

However, he couldn't figure out the direction of Shen Xuan's attack. The fast-paced changes and slow pace made his heart beat faster. In that brief moment, his brain became blank.

Oppression, an irresistible oppression, not only his body, but also his nerves and his mind. It was as if he saw a devil smiling at him hideously, and then he saw Shen Xuan swinging a sword, stabbing, and picking. The power of more than 3,000 instantly broke his defense irresistibly.

His body flew out with a bang as if hit by a wild bull. Tu Jiucheng behind him shook his body and appeared in front of him, continuing to attack in mid-air.

The connection was seamless.

And those assassins, although they were level 90, their insignificant attacks only drew golden light on the plate armor, and the numbers of 700 jumped out one by one, which only reduced his 160,000 health by 30,000 in 5 seconds.

He was not afraid at all.

Several players with the Bloody Cross targeted an assassin respectively, and released the deceleration skills one by one.

In 10 seconds, another 400 second-level professions appeared from the shadow of the market, and MASK led nearly 800 second-level professions.

But the expressions of the players with the Bloody Cross did not change, as if they were not facing 800 second-level units.

What a terrible psychological quality! Almost all the players present were shocked. Such an army was too terrible. How could ordinary players compete with them?

At this time, the health of MASK, who was level 69, was less than 30%. Facing the aggressive offensive of Dusk Town, he could not avoid the fate of death even if he relied on the scroll.

Shoot the horse first when shooting a person, and capture the king first when capturing a thief.

Miss Xiao finished reciting the lengthy 8th level magic spell in a low voice, and a beam of thunder several meters thick shot out from her fingertips. Boom, the players within dozens of meters felt their eardrums torn and their eyes blurred. The white light penetrated the MASK that was blocked and protected by countless players, shattered his chest armor, and knocked him to the ground.

MASK was killed.

"I will fight you!" The head of JJ Studio, Shenqiang Wudi, shouted, took out three arrows, pulled the bowstring, and with three whooshes, three arrows broke through the air.

Shen Xuan stared at him, raised his shield, and three arrows shot straight into the shield. He quickly threw the shield that was about to be damaged to the ground, drew out the Sunset Spear, stepped on the ground, and bounced out like a tiger.

The head of Sanniu Studio, Niu A, and the strong players of the remaining studios were awed by Shen Xuan's active attack.

The Bloody Cross was full of fighting spirit. The Dark Crusaders, in groups of several, pressed forward step by step without fear. From a distance, they looked like a black flood beast.

The entire battlefield seemed to be covered by evil power. The ears of the players were ringing with ghosts and wolves howling. The red and purple light flowed everywhere, turning into a devil.

Shen Xuan took a step back. Niu A winked at the unit behind him, and several people rushed out immediately and surrounded him again.

Unfortunately, he used a trick. At the moment when several fierce attacks were about to touch, a shadow dragon blocked him.

Magic, divine arts. Everything disappeared quietly, just like water touching cotton, nothing was left.

He drank a bottle of extremely effective life potion, and his blood volume recovered quickly. Physical attacks were blocked by indestructible defense.

It was too extravagant. The extremely effective life potion worth thousands of gold was just drunk like this. The players couldn't help but blame themselves for their impulsiveness.

At this moment, more than a dozen players appeared beside the studio members who rushed over, surrounding them. Several scrolls were released in an instant, including Ice Ring, Slow Curse and Reckless Curse.

At the dangerous moment, those players drank medicine, and those who scrolled scrolls, Miss Xiao, Tu Jiucheng did not give them time, and used a thunderous blow to shatter their fantasies layer by layer.

The curse was lifted, and several pieces of deep ice appeared on the players. They moved their heavy steps and wanted to leave. Dozens of bright and slender cross swords pressed against their bodies.

A row of four-digit damage, several players immediately turned red, Tu Jiucheng swept the sword, and instantly cut off 3,000 damage in the middle, sending them into the arms of the god of death.

In less than 1 minute, the four more famous players who led the way turned into four cold corpses.

Time seemed to freeze, hundreds of units could hardly believe what they saw, but when the facts were laid out, the morale of the army collapsed instantly.

It was too powerful, and a small studio could not contend with it at all. The remaining players were all in deep thought.

The fight continued, but it would never end early, because this battle would never allow a peaceful end.

Half of the market was destroyed, and Dusk Town would lose nearly a million in reality in one day. How could it be easily compensated?

The second-level elite army was still resisting, but for the Bloody Cross, which had returned from hell and was armed with Dusk Town's cutting-edge technology and manufacturing power, it was simply a group of demons that could not be resisted. The gap between the two sides was large enough, which turned the attack of the Bloody Cross into a one-sided massacre.