Players Please Respect Yourself

(Leader Eternal Day 11/22)——

On the big battlefield outside, the battle entered the middle stage. Although the number of players and human soldiers had an absolute advantage, as well as equipment and ordnance, the orc legion just didn't let up.

They admire the strong, and they firmly believe that their king will definitely kill that shitty abyss man.

Even the most trashy goatmen, some of them were injured, howled and knelt down, but they still didn't give up fighting.

If the stick is broken, use the hoof to poke it, and if the limb is broken, use the horn of the goat.

I really don't know how the wolf king ruled them.

Although the players enjoy this rare feast of experience points, and the battle line is advancing steadily, they cannot completely eat the more than 10,000 orcs for a while.

At this moment, the head of the mage [Awkward Chat Wushuang] caught a glimpse of the figure that jumped from the five-story bunker on Brother [Overbearing], and he suddenly grabbed the Naga mage Cynthia beside him: Look!

That's... the wolf king?

Enlarge his picture for everyone to see! [Amused Chat Wushuang] subconsciously suggested.

Do whatever comes to mind.

So on the battlefield, the Red Fin Naga's [Projection Technique] appeared.

The phantom of the three-story building is the most beautiful cub who fell from the sky!

Look! That's the king!? The image was actually quite blurry. Naga's spellcasting was a bit poor, but it managed to attract the attention of many orcs who were fighting bloody battles.

It was very funny, Wolf King Heft did not realize this scene, he let out a special wolf howl, which was the roar of retreating.

The moment his figure paused for a moment, many orcs saw how miserable his magnified image was! There was a huge blood hole all over the left chest, and blood was still gurgling.

[Awkward chat with Wushuang] The next magic operation is to project the big brother Jason standing on the edge of the five-story building.

He was dressed in heavy black armor and looked completely intact. The eyeball on his chest, which was a mixture of sacred and strange aura, was constantly turning, as if examining the entire battlefield.

The results speak for themselves!

The wolf king is defeated!

The Wolf King lost to the Abyssal One!

Orcs admire the strong, and the strongest of their own is their only heart. When the patriarch or king is defeated, it is most appropriate to describe the morale of the orcs as a thousand miles away.

The werewolf immediately ignored the situation, abandoned the current enemy, and quickly turned around and fled. Every werewolf clamped its tail in desperation, shut up and ran wildly, not daring to fart.

As the main werewolves withdrew, other vassal races were forced to suffer.

The human troops in Abyss City followed the instructions and immediately shouted in the lingua franca of the desert: Surrender without killing!

The system immediately pops up in front of the players: [Mission changes to take prisoners! The reward for killing a werewolf remains the same. Killing a non-wolf orc who surrendered will deduct 2000 experience and 50 lord reputation, and the reward for successfully capturing this type of orc...]

People with sheep heads and pig heads are all poor ghosts. The loincloth-like animal skin and a wooden stick are all their belongings. Since killing was useless, the old player quickly took out the lasso.

Only this time, after the player [Longtian Xingyue] habitually used [Splitting Ding and Cutting Chicken], he was surprised to find that experience would be deducted.

This is a little unclear.

As soon as he shouted, no other players attacked the goatman.

On the other side, the wolf king led a few thousand werewolves and rushed towards the place where he had just burst in.

I can't care about anything!

Just punch and you're done!

Anyway, there is a huge gap there, the little ones should be able to rush through... go! ?

The wolf king's wolf eyes were as big as copper bells, not only him, but the scene in front of him shocked all werewolves.

How long did it take for them to break through this line of defense and attack, at most half an hour, why did the big gap just now disappear! ?

The brand new gray and white wall three stories high in front of him seemed to be mocking the thousand werewolves.

And more crabmen are holding rectangular tower shields and spears, waiting in front of the city wall.

Impossible! The wolf king's followers exclaimed.

The wolf king who was the first to rush here didn't stop at all. He seemed to be flying. He jumped over the defense line of the four lobstermen in one big jump, and landed on the city wall with a claw.

Crack does not have the thin soft feel like stirring tofu last time, it is comparable to the hardness of a rock wall. It can't be said to be very hard, at least not something that ordinary werewolves can destroy.

What kind of sorcery is this!?

The wolf king panicked! Totally panicked! He didn't even dare to turn his head back, so he spread his wings and rushed across the wall without stopping, completely ignoring the men who were probably wounded behind him.

Unexpectedly, just as he was flying over the city wall, a faster and more agile white shadow came from behind.

It is not entirely correct to say that it is Shirokage. Under the white windbreaker, there is a pair of slender short legs wrapped in black silk.

Under normal circumstances, the wolf king couldn't be hit, but one of his hearts was smashed to pieces, and the other was also injured. The light cannon fired by the abyssalist before leaving tore open his wound. As a chaotic and evil existence, Wolf King Heft was naturally attacked by divine power.

In a state of plummeting all attributes, he never expected that the timid and damned rabbit who had mocked him had the guts to catch up.

【Foshan shadowless legs】?

No! This is [Phantom Rabbit Foot]!

Oh rua ah da da da! The rabbit is obviously fighting!

She was obviously not good at attacking, a pair of short legs kicked towards the face of the wolf king without any rules!

Miraculously, she did it!

Finally, a foot stepped on the wolf king's face.

A large group of werewolves behind only saw their king, and just abandoned them and flew into the air, when they were trampled down by that damned rabbit.

It's so damn good! On the railroad track behind the newly built concrete wall, there is a construction vehicle, and the iron bucket the size of a carriage is filled with mixed cement...

puff!

What is it like to be trapped in a large mass of viscous cement?

No one would want to try this.

The wolf king was the first to crawl out. To his horror and despair, he found that the sticky stuff had solidified so quickly that he couldn't even shake it off. He jumped into the air, feeling his body go terribly sluggish.

The rabbit is at it again.

It took a lot of effort to grab it, but this time it missed the point, but it tore the rabbit's coat. The timid rabbit screamed Ah, and immediately shrank to tens of meters away, looking at him in horror, and didn't dare to come up again.

Bah! My king was actually tricked by this kind of thing!? The wolf king didn't have time to pay attention to the rabbit, and tried to run wildly again with his legs wide open.

My body hurts! So heavy! Huh? What's this?

Suddenly the wolf king saw a water arrow shooting straight at his face, he instinctively waved his claws, and broke through the water arrow which was not sharp. Who knows, there was actually a crossbow bolt hidden in the water arrow.

ah!

The moment the sharp arrow pierced his throat, the wolf king somehow felt that this move was a bit familiar. The last thing he saw in his life was a mermaid. The crossbow in her hand and the black trident badge on her chest were very eye-catching.

Sure enough... isn't it true that the whole family does not enter the house...?