Players Please Respect Yourself

Some people may say, isn't it good to just throw holy water over there?

There is a skeleton marksman on the side of the undead army. Players have tried to throw a large bottle of holy water directly, but they were shot in the air before flying over.

Even if the player tries to put n bottles of holy water in a basket made of vines and throw them over, the effect will not be good.

There was a range attack similar to [Concussion Arrow] on the opposite side, and it was blown up before it crossed the camp wall. No matter how bad it is, the Lich can basically hold it with a [Wall of Bones] or a shield.

Sea urchins are different. When the sea urchins gather together, they have 30 points of armor and an outer ring full of poisonous thorns. It is very difficult to shoot an arrow, even if you hit it, you will not die after a few arrows.

The Lich's magic is not effective against it, mainly because it is a bit difficult to predict. Unless a powerful single-target magic such as [Necromantic Ray] is directly intercepted, the normal range of magic is not strong enough to kill the sea urchin in seconds.

When the sea urchin exploded, its penetrating power was super strong, and the bone wall really couldn't stop it.

Only when the sea urchin is brave enough to hold on to the ground will it explode. It's really a blast.

The paladins stared dumbfounded at the army of the abyss, and almost plowed [Black Ramon]'s front camp in one night.

It's terrible! Is this the army of the abyss? But why are they using holy power? Are they paladins, or are we... [Judgment of Evil] The whole person was in a mess in the wind.

The guide of light was silent for a while: The forces that dare to use divine power are at least unlikely to be from the evil camp, but we must not let our guard down.

That being said, looking down from the top of the city wall, the paladins are probably celebrating their afterlife.

They are brave, determined, and kind, which doesn't mean they like to die casually.

To survive and fight more evil, this is their mission.

At this moment, they are surrounded by extremely delicious seafood hot pots, eating fish and shrimp meat, watching mushrooms and algae rolling in the pot, that kind of happiness is overflowing on their faces.

[Criminal Judgment] Glanced at A Guang: The food is not poisonous, we have exhausted all detection methods.

Brother Long who came back sighed: If we say that we have any advantage over Abyss City, I think it's probably because we are stronger individually.

Every qualified paladin is a master of weapons, with both offensive and defensive skills. On the battlefield, apart from short hands and short legs, there are no major flaws.

If it is to be considered strategically, supplementary difficulties can also be considered as a weakness.

It is more difficult to train a paladin than a knight.

While the paladins were discussing, they suddenly discovered that [Black Ramon]'s undead army had attacked.

Ramon could play dead and rest, but he couldn't tolerate the guy on the opposite side unscrupulously shitting on his head.

I thought the opponent's throwing object would disappear after a while.

There shouldn't be too many of those weird, stinging creatures.

who knows……

without! over! without! up!

Please invite fourth master [Billy King's Roar] to sit down!

Please take the fifth master [Watcher] to sit down.

Please Sixth Master [the silly dog ​​bite him quickly]!

Auntie please [Rainy Night Black Cat]!

...

At first, it was just a group of teasers booing, and then all the mess came.

The magical horse suona, gongs and drums, and the erhu all messed up the painting style of a good Christmas.

[Cuckoo eating meatballs] Singing: The wind is rising—the hero is gone forever—

Next to it, a group of yellow sea urchins who had already died a circle, cocked their legs, gnawed melon seeds, and occasionally applauded a few times: Good singing! My skill cooldown is still 10 minutes away.

Eleven minutes.

13 minutes.

The scene is very magical.

Players throw sea urchins to suppress the long-range firepower of the undead army, and that's all. What Ramon couldn't bear was that the players sent out [Dragon King Chariot]!

[Lao Mo Mie] yelled: [Dragon King] come out and spray water!

The so-called [Dragon King] came on stage.

To put it bluntly, this thing has nothing to do with dragons. If I have to say it, at most they are also members of the sea clan. This is like seeing a certain idol use a certain soap, and I also pick up a soap, thinking that I have zero distance from the idol.

well! This kind of hard post, anyway...no one will care.

Under the control of the player, a large group of shield crabs rushed towards the undead camp with eight sickle legs.

Originally, it was not impossible to rush over to demolish the camp wall made of granite with the pincers of the shield crab. The player was even more ruthless, and installed a water cannon on the shield crab.

People are fire-breathing tanks, and players are water-spraying crabs.

Using the monster's stomach pouch as a water bag, fill it with holy water, and then use a three-meter-long, 40cm-diameter hollow tube made of tree trunks as a water gun, which can be sprayed out 15 meters away.

A large amount of free holy water just flowed into the camp of the undead. Even if Black Ramon wants the troops to hide in the soil and pretend to be dead, they can't stand up to this kind of 'Flooded Seventh Army' that has been weakened by n levels.

The ghost knows if the other side will bring hundreds of carts of holy water over.

If you continue to keep it, it will really be 'everything has no boundaries'!

The undead finally couldn't be a coward. The players were stunned for a moment, and then burst into loud cheers.

The assembly of any legion takes time, and the undead are no exception.

The relatively low intelligence of the skeleton soldiers made the Lich team take a lot of time. As a result, when the undead army rushed out of the camp, they were confronted by a seafood mixed formation with a total of more than 5,000.

What is that? The fire in Black Ramon's eyes flickered.

It was a bit far away just now, and the abyss army had a large amount of holy water. Looking at it from the perspective of the souls of the undead, it was a blinding white area.

After careful observation now, I found that the shrimps were still those hard-shelled prawns, but the murlocs had changed around. The key was that there were a lot of weird-looking crabmen.

Even without research, the improvement of the opponent's defense is visible to the naked eye.

Even though the physical defense was already so strong, the crabman still held a thick rectangular cast iron shield in his left hand, and approached in a neat dense formation.

The two armies drew closer to the beat of the drums.

The skeleton soldiers with black bones just launched the first round of scattered slashing, when the large shield on the opposite side suddenly pushed forward in unison. At the moment of dawn, this scene is like the waves of the sea suddenly rolling forward.

I don't know how many skeleton soldiers fell backwards after being hit.

The crab player rushed forward three steps neatly, raised the hammer in his right hand high, and smashed it down hard.

They shouted in unison:

Merry Christmas--

scare?

What the hell is this?

What kind of slogan is this?

Anyway, whether it was the Undead Legion or Symmetra, they were all in a daze.

But the fish, shrimp and crabs are all laughing wildly!

The player after reincarnation is simply a shotgun change.

Originally, the lobstermen already had the upper hand against the relatively scumbag skeleton infantry, but now they are replaced by hairy crabmen, crushing them even more.