Players Please Respect Yourself

People will have emotions.

Mood, there will be ups and downs.

However, these wonderful naga and fish, shrimp and crab people seem to only have [joy] from beginning to end, um, and occasionally [anger].

They spoke a 'murloc language' that the knights could not understand.

MT top!

Fuck! Are you wearing cloth armor? Your armor is thicker than your carapace!

Can you go up?

I'm on it, why not!

Fuck, the hatred is messed up, you idiot can't do it, so don't make trouble!

Wa hahaha!

Well, the knights couldn't understand a single word of the above languages.

This does not prevent them from seeing these sea tribes dismantling their own platforms, and then spraying each other.

After being defeated, someone shouted Come find me if you have the ability, you bastard!, and then begged for benevolence, begged for the sun, and gave them what boss they were talking about. In fact, it was a big monster. Lose.

Finally, after these guys 'resurrected', they laughed again and hooked their shoulders.

Although he was elated after winning, he taunted the knights wantonly.

Losing is also shameless, and continues to moles the little girl.

When they met these guys, the Cavaliers found themselves speechless, and they could only complain from their hearts. They had never had this kind of urge to express themselves before, and they really wanted to say, Isn't it just death?

It turned out that he was really afraid of death.

If it is said that the greatest shame of the Cavaliers is to succumb to fear. Then this shame has been branded on their faces, and it will never be washed away for a lifetime.

Standing on the tallest tower on the second layer of defense, Rachel used a telescope to look at these strange existences who were not afraid of death, but would be reduced in number because they did not kill enough enemies. Courage, actually lies in these monster-like fishes, shrimps and crabs. So the Guardian Legion is just a joke?

Daria came out and said in a low voice: This is just a matter of urgency, our soldiers need to rest.

Rachel shook her head: Soldiers can be temporarily replaced by sea tribes. Heroes can't help it. And I don't think Dak Garud can cooperate with sea tribe soldiers.

Not long after, with the next wave of monsters coming under the command of the anti-king, she saw the 'cooperation' between Hei Zhen and the Hai Clan!

Hahaha! Die! Die! Burn to death in the flames. The fat of your corpses will become the best fireworks. Hei Zhen waved her iris flag with a white background and a black border.

Immediately, an area as large as several football fields burst into flames more than ten meters high.

The raging flames formed a huge moving wall of fire, devouring all beings who dared to step into that area.

including enemies.

including one's own...

Haha! Burn it! It's very warm! The wild laughter echoed in the sea of ​​fire.

In addition to the screams of the enemy monsters, there are also some discordant and strange sounds.

If This Is Love

Is this burning in flames? Love love love

Those sand sculptures are really not afraid of being burned to death! And it seems like there is no pain.

Seeing this scene on the left wing, Rachel was completely speechless.

One is willing to fight and the other is willing to endure, perhaps, this is the true love of dog licking!

On Heizhen's side, with her in charge, and countless fish, shrimp and crab warriors rushing up like fuel, the line of defense here is certainly solid. But the lines of defense without strong men appearing to be in jeopardy.

Cut. As soon as Rachel gritted her teeth, she wanted to make a move, but Deriya grabbed her.

Rachel! Remember the time we agreed to attack? You have exhausted your magic power and energy. How much chance do you think you have until the anti-king leader comes out?

The remonstrance of her close friend and first counselor hit Rachel like a beam of lightning, and she trembled.

That's right!

Fire-type powerhouses are known for their exaggerated and brutal destructive power, but the price is the extreme weakening of their endurance.

Fire spells burn the most mana.

For spells of the same energy level, if the water type can last for 10, the fire type can only be 6 to 7 at most.

The lack of magic power can be replenished by taking high-purity elemental potions.

The energy lost by the human body, for the strong who have not observed it with systematic data, can only be felt by whether they are tired or not.

After so many days in a row, Rachel was fighting and commanding non-stop, and her mental and physical strength had long been exhausted.

Now that many overlords have been killed or seriously injured, the string in her heart is so tight that she dare not relax at all.

Even knowing that once the opponent's leader makes a full attack, he will probably not be able to hold back, Rachel, who is dedicated to everything, just can't help but want to go up.

But Daria's words still made Rachel calm down.

It was you who advocated trusting Jason Momoa's subordinates, using their lives and lost energy as a buffer in exchange for the rest time of the main force of our army. Since you have made this decision, please be sure to persist until the end of time, or the defense line collapses until.

Okay! Rachel sat down again dejectedly. She closed her eyes, and her nerves could not be relaxed. No matter how much Daria persuaded her, she still couldn't help but let go of her perception and 'observe' the situation of the entire battlefield.

Seriously, not good!

These sand sculpture players are not the real elite.

Of course they secretly increased the number for someone.

The disadvantages on the battlefield are still visible to the naked eye, and they will grow, but at the cost of biomass losses. If Rachel hadn't approved the native murlocs to move away the corpses of other monsters on the battlefield, the sand sculpture players' battle damage ratio would definitely be a loss to grandma's family.

At this moment, an accident happened.

A faint black shadow broke through the center of the battlefield very abruptly.

It rolled up a paste-like turbid black-yellow wave, and on the ground, it was like a black megalodon shark breaking through the ground and killing it in a straight line.

It's not like there's really something like a shark that swims in a state of softening the sand.

Rather, there is a certain peerless strong man who is breaking through the line of defense with this strange aura, and is attacking Rachel straight.

Protect Your Excellency! On the second line of defense, the two knight heroes rushed over.

The bright cross sword light slashed on the turbid giant wave, and there was a strange sound of metal sword blades screaming.

The guard knights and heroes around Rachel unsheathed their swords one after another.

Rachel wasn't nervous, she knew very well that if an overlord came, she couldn't be stopped by her subordinates alone.

Well done!

No matter what Daria heard, she felt that this was an excuse for Rachel to intervene in the front line.

She couldn't help but slightly lowered her head and nodded, winking at Geralt next to her.

Under Rachel, Geralt is already recognized as the second strongest person in the Yandi Legion.

Under the nervous eyes of everyone, the black light mass was agitated, and finally rose in front of the tower where Rachel was. At the top, a blurry figure gradually became clear, with facial features gradually emerging from the black-yellow turbid air mass. The last one was wearing a shit-yellow armor with four horns and eight vertical pupils. The strange demon king of the tauren appeared in front of everyone.

You are the guardian leader?

It was a contemptuous voice.