Players Please Respect Yourself

If the attacking Warcraft has an organizer, it is not difficult to find that the attack and defense of sand sculpture players have routines. The propulsion of heavy artillery relies heavily on trains.

Regardless of the fact that adult shield crabs can carry a 5-ton 88mm anti-aircraft gun around, in fact, all ammunition supplies cannot be separated from the train.

With its slow movement speed and poor stamina, the shield crab is destined not to be a transport creature. It would have collapsed by itself.

It's a pity that the anti-kings are too stingy, or no one is willing to invest in the hero unit. As a result, after fighting for seven days, no one discovered the secret of the Abyss Legion.

No, it should be said that someone probably discovered it, but these guys like black mold turtles either died in the counterattack artillery, or died in the hands of the stormtroopers led by Lion Girl.

A three-story-high six-legged spider-shaped monster saw Elizabeth's golden figure rushing towards her, and immediately let out a sharp scream, kicked its six legs, and rushed towards her with its teeth and claws.

But this is also the gap between elite creatures and hero units.

The Elizabeth in its compound eyes turned into an S-shaped streamer just when its chelicer was about to hit.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The sharp battle ax suddenly shone brightly, and countless lines of [War Intent] condensed into golden threads, extending from all parts of her body, converging on the blade of the axe, dodging the attack of the nerubian like lightning, and piercing through the axe. A skull much harder than iron.

Before the stench and corrosive slurry splashed onto Elizabeth's body, it was blown away by the momentum of her body and turned into substance.

She looks like a lotus flower that emerges unstained from the mud, untouched by the filth of the world.

drink!

Every time he exhaled, a troll was killed with an axe.

Elizabeth was so agile that she looked more like a galloping gazelle than a lioness.

Following her were not only fully armed werewolves, but also a large number of players. After the hardest idea was killed, the torrent of the abyss easily submerged these messy monsters.

The sand sculpture player shouted: Kill the duck!

[Freedom Blue Bird] mentally pollutes a three-headed giant: Yes! You are a duck!

Pass the mind full of filth, pollute the other party, and see if you can turn it into boundless.

Well, here comes the question, what will happen if there are three heads and only one body?

The answer is that [Freedom Blue Bird] was hit by a stick made of a three-meter-long tree trunk.

But this guy's sacrifice is worthwhile, [Lazy] launched a throwing gun with an unusually tricky angle.

After possessing the body of Naga, his arm strength has already risen to an exaggerated level that normal humans can't imagine, and a single shot can have an impact force of more than 500 catties.

If it is poured into the throwing spear, the destructive power of the spear tip is more than a thousand catties?

When the giant crushed [Blue Bird] to death, the black spear suddenly appeared at the temple of his right head when his right shoulder was drooping, and then penetrated through the skull. The pitch-black gun head pierced the brain, tearing the flesh, and the scarlet liquid penetrated from the left skull to the cheekbones of the middle skull like a line.

After turning the middle head into a rotten watermelon, the gun head remained undiminished, and plunged into the neck below the third head, breaking its cervical spine with its final power.

This blow made the three-headed giant's last field of vision surround the battlefield, and his unwilling eyes revealed the last thought in his brutal life-I have met a hero! ?

With the body of Naga, many elite players are actually like Liu Yuechan, only lacking an opportunity to break through the limits of the body and step into the realm of quasi-heroes.

The extremely real battles in this world for a long time have already triggered their hidden strength talents.

It's just that before that, they must unify their bodies with the bodies of this world in consciousness.

As long as they still believe that this is a game, they will not be able to truly discover their true potential.

Players are like a swarm of locusts, roaring and sweeping across the land.

It took the monsters three days to occupy the land, but the players pushed back in one day.

Afterwards, they followed a large number of orc and human soldiers to clean up the battlefield, repaired the dying monsters, and then set up altars of the sea one by one.

The black water vacated from the altar was like a river pouring down, sweeping the audience.

This battlefield where corpses are strewn across fields and rivers flow across has been given a brand new mission.

They will be transformed into [biomass], and become the driving force for the abyssal legion to roll forward and never stop.

Ao Xiaowu came to the battlefield, raised her hand with a cold face, the black water melted into black slurry was like a black rainbow, a splash of blood, or the slurry of the liquefied corpse, flew up into the air and gathered into a Straight knife with handle.

In the next moment, the black straight knife seemed to have life, and turned into a black celestial dragon with teeth and claws. It let out a dragon cry, opened its five claws, and scanned the audience ferociously, like an emperor ruling the world. Unfortunately, it couldn't find its opponent, so it roared helplessly and disappeared into the air.

She asked Wang Hao, who was covered by black water behind her, When are we going to wait?

about there.

Under Rachel's eyes, a water body obediently cats in Long Yuan Jia, being a good baby. But Wang Hao himself had already been projected back to his God-forsaken Land.

How long is 'about'?

Wang Hao put his paws on the dragon's waist: Some things, don't you think it's more enjoyable when you finally pour them out after a lot of patience?

After all, Ao Xiaowu couldn't maintain her indifference, so she spat at Wang Hao: Can't you bastard be more serious?

I'm serious except when I'm not serious.

With the paw down, Ao Xiaowu trembled: Don't stay here.

At this moment, Wang Hao's water avatar left on the Wall of Sighs suddenly received a signal, and Wang Hao had to cancel his temporary Dragon Cave expedition plan.

Just as Wang Hao imagined, Rachel's lair [Valley of Tides] collapsed.

Although Rachel has repeatedly concealed it, and even wiped out the Zaun Legion sent by someone many times, the Tidal Valley has long been monitored by a certain demon king's subordinates [inserting eyes].

The demon queen informs Wang Hao's deity to watch the live broadcast in the Tianchao villa.

Through the magic mirror, Wang Hao saw the seaside situation of Rachel's lair.

Absolutely without warning, the temperature of the seawater dropped suddenly, and the sea surface, which was not very calm, seemed to crack under a mysterious force, and a round pit with a diameter of 100 meters suddenly appeared under the stone pillar where a manticore was.

Before the manticore and its knight could react, the sea roared and shook, and the purple-blue light stirred up a water column 40 to 50 meters high. A huge water cage appeared, and the manticore did not resist at all. The surplus, the overwhelming sea water overturned.

In just the blink of an eye, an elite behemoth that Rachel relied on as its core combat power was gg.

Oh! I think her expression must be wonderful now.