Alchemy Throne [Infrastructure]

The explosion of the material fireworks should be accompanied by a loud noise, but at the end of the portal, Han Ye and the others really didn't hear anything.

"Is this normal?" Berry Berry asked.

Anfeier spread his hands: "Do you think we look like someone knows?"

"Look at the fire, I guess it's done. Let's go quickly, we're going to be surrounded." Dust urged everyone, and the wild monsters around them formed a siege to everyone under the call of several demons.

"It's not about to, it's already." Han Ye said expressionlessly.

Popberry waved his hand, and a layer of ice shield came up first, "Don't panic, let me call for fire support."

As soon as he opened the friend list and was about to chat with Fox in private, there was a loud noise from the burning lake, accompanied by water splashes into the sky, and a large group of players covered in buffs rushed out from behind the water curtain.

"Mist grass, there are also elite monsters here, brothers kill them!"

Anfeier and others: "???"

what's the situation?

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Move the time forward a little bit, and go back to the time when the material fireworks had not yet exploded.

The portal at the end of the Montenegro dungeon is obviously more strictly guarded than that at the Banzai city, perhaps because the leading party of the portal is here, and the whole circle of bosses and elite monsters made the players frightened.

"It's either you are dead or I'm alive." The filial son gave you a sword to control the magic eye and said while observing.

Bacon frowned: "Your sentence is nonsense. Of course they died, but we lived."

As the people who temporarily controlled the Black Mountain Dungeon, the players now feel like they have opened the console in Stellaris.

One word: Gone with the wind.

Two words: swell.

In short, there is a sense of arrogance in my heart that labor and capital are the best in the world.

"So, can you fire?" Bubbles sat on the floor of the Santo's hall, propped his head, and put his staff across his knees, and said impatiently: "I don't want to see the melted wax figure of Shabi Santo again. The same disgusting big face, it affects my desire to wait and eat."

"Go, go, fire immediately." The filial son sent you a sword, and the fire of the soul in the eye sockets was beating violently, as excited as if his brain was going to be ignited, "Sinai! Give me Sinai!"

The main control core of the dungeon on the throne of the lord of the city gleamed under the withered fingers of the lich, and the conventional magic cannon turrets installed scatteredly on each platform of the dungeon turned around, aiming at the portals of the hunting grounds outside the city one by one. nearby.

The magic light symbolizing energy storage lit up.

Players hold their breath, waiting for the moment when the BOSS and its elite monster brothers and ordinary monster cannon fodder will be reduced to dead souls.

however--

"Filial son sword, are you sure you pressed it correctly?" Bubble looked at the lich sitting on the throne of the city lord.

The filial son sends you a sword: "This horse riding is smart, and you don't need to enter the password!"

"Then why doesn't this thing fire?" the vice president Boros, who was sitting with Bubbles, asked with husky-like eyes.

The filial son sent you a sword: "Don't stare at me, I will think of our dog if you do this. Then I can't study this control core properly."

Cheese frowned, his intuition was wrong: "Don't make a fuss, Xiao Zijian will take a look at the magic eye again, I think there may be something deceitful."

The filial son sent you a sword and reopened the magic eye screen according to his words, and in the enlarged screen, the owner of Shabi, who was complained by Bubble, is a melted wax figure - in fact, his name is Shabi, but it is not much different from Shabi. ——showing a sinister grin at the crowd.

"Damn it, fuck us, brothers get out."

Almost as soon as Bacon's voice fell, the players ran out of the city lord's hall at a high speed.After all, being able to bend and stretch is the basic quality of a player.

At this moment, the screen of the magic eye suddenly shook violently, and the entire portal fell apart, and the cannon fodder of Shabi City Lord and his younger brother who stood closer were all swallowed by the dazzling flames like blooming fireworks.

The dungeon shook for a while, and the rumbling sound echoed for a long time.

The players who ran halfway returned to the main hall of the city.

"What's the situation? The portal exploded?" Xiaozi sent you a sword and turned your head, trying to find an answer.

Of course, no one could answer him.

but--

"Whatever his situation is. It's all blown up like this. It's a fool not to harvest."

"Wait, what if it still explodes."

"Yes, let's observe again."

5 minute later.

"Are you all right? If you continue to observe, the BOSS has recovered."

"One said one, the blood of this boss is really thick."

"Rush?"

"Go ahead."

The mighty army of dungeon players rushed towards the outer hunting ground like a tide.

The city map of Montenegro Dungeon is quite special, it is a non-neutral area, and the services provided by NPC have nothing to do with the players during the upgrade process.Therefore, most of the players staying in this map are full-level evil camp players.

Being able to play is a characteristic of the resident players in the Montenegro Dungeon.

Therefore, the half-blood Shabi City Lord and other mobs with residual blood were hit by the same damage as a mad dog.

"Fuck, you just open the boss like this, don't you even want a T?"

"What are you waiting for? With so many people, the boss will be at the next stage after just a round of remote bursts, okay? Look, look, one-third of the blood is gone."

"Can you talk about martial arts from a distance? Don't just focus on the boss to fight, okay? Clear the field. Wait for us to show each mob one by one?"

Compared with the orderly battlefield in Ban Sai City, the scene in the Black Mountain Dungeon is very chaotic.

However, because of the explosion, the entire terrain was split into a very messy art, and it seemed that there was no way to achieve a neat flat push except for melee.

Bubble chanted a round of [Prayer of Rest], and a circle of lizardmen with heterotopic pollution fell around him. The rest of the team had already rushed to the Lord of Shabi, and took cold shots from places that various bosses could not think of. .

The main combat power is almost concentrated around the boss, and the blood volume of the boss drops at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"He read the dungeon control core." Seeing the countdown bar popping up under the character panel of Shabi City Lord, Cheese shouted quickly.

"I interrupt!" More than a dozen interrupt skills and shouts sounded at the same time.

I don't know whose skill played the role. Anyway, not only the reading bar of the boss was broken, but the weapon and staff in his hand were also knocked out.

"Strike!" The filial son gave you a sword and held up the staff, "Look at me with the finger of death."

The black ray shot straight at Shabi City Lord's forehead, and was quickly submerged in other colorful special effects lights.

This boss, which should have required a group of 40 people to carefully formulate tactics and repeatedly open up wasteland, just fell down without a face.

It can be said that the dead are unclear.

Who knows what that sudden blue flame is?

Cheese stood by the portal with only half of the magic circle pattern left, leaned over and touched the ground that was still emitting magic power, "This thing seems to be still usable."

"What?" Bubble asked in surprise, "There's only half of it left, can it still be used?"

Cheese: "Yes. The coordinates at both ends of the portal are not broken. It's just that the energy supply is broken. A few more mages can charge it together for a while and it will work."

The leaders and players of various forces looked at each other.

"Do you want to do it?"

"Fuck it."

Prepare, recharge, and rush out of the portal, all in one go.

Ah, the ground is so bright, and there are so many mobs, the Montenegro dungeon players who plunged into the new round of battle completely ignored the fact that there are still a few players in the mob pile.

With so many players, who knows where these players are.

Seeing unfamiliar faces, most people thought they came up together from the dungeon.

"...Why do I have a sense of familiarity with robbing monsters when I was leveling?" Dust watched the demon elite monster in front of him being pulled away by a taunt, and a sense of absurdity rose in his heart.

Popberry patted him on the shoulder; "Your feeling is right."

Han Ye was about to strike a ghoul for the last time, when the ghoul suddenly fell to the ground with an arrow still shaking its white tail feathers stuck in its back.

The drow thief froze for a moment, and then let out a cold air all over his body.

The sound of death knells began to be heard on the battlefield.

Bubble's pointed ears moved, and he turned to Boros and asked, "Did you hear anything?"

"What sound?" Boros Wolf's ears trembled. "Screams? Weapon collisions? Chatting, or special effects?"

"The sound of the bell."

"Bell? Ah, [Death Knell]. It is the unique skill of the death priest."

"You know this skill always reminds me of someone?"

"Are you talking about Han Ye, who is second in the national server's battle power list, and his bound milk? Hahaha, me too. Every time I watch the video of the two of them fighting on the battlefield, I feel very refreshed when I hear the clanging sound."

"Don't you think the frequency of the bell now is very similar to the video?"

"...It can't be such a coincidence."

The white reflection of a dagger dazzled the werewolf Boros' eyes, and a Dreadclaw fell in front of him, a deep gash was cut in the neck artery, and blood was pouring out.A gray shadow flickered past and merged into another shadow.

"I seem to...saw that big guy?" Boros asked uncertainly.

Bubble stared at the profile of Anfeier not far away, and the corners of his mouth could not be controlled to rise: "Be more confident, remove the look. I saw the little ancestor, it is Han Ye."

In the end, Popberry didn't call for fire support.

Because it is not needed.

It is conservatively estimated that there are 5000 players in the Montenegro Dungeon player army, which is enough to catch up with the entire force of Bansa City, the kind of players and NPCs combined.

And because most of them are full-level pvp players, needless to say, their combat power is not weak anyway.

There is no need for Berry Berry and others to report the situation, the players in Ban Sai City have already seen it.

On the city wall, Lucy held up the binoculars that Rand lent him and saw the sudden appearance of the army of players chasing wild monsters to beat him up. He asked Foxy, "Is it possible to rush out to fight at this time?"