The Bald Monk in the City

Chapter 378 Depression and restlessness (two more!)

After the player teams of both sides tried to confront each other a few times in the early stage, the entire team dungeon fell into a temporary calm.

Of course, the evil players who were wiped out in a short period of time also contributed to this.

Because Yi Qiu is on the third line of defense, players from the evil side cannot penetrate there.

So most of the time they are fighting against the players on the first line of defense and the second line of defense, and the strength displayed by the players on the good side makes them feel confused.

Although the players on the good side cooperated very tacitly, and they were all equipped with professional healing professions.

But from the perspective of the evil players, this does not explain their ability to wipe out a team of evil players in such a short period of time.

There must be something in it that they don't understand, so they are going to directly plan a wave of big things.

Also because of the retreat of the evil players, Yi Qiu couldn't find a suitable opportunity to attack, so he followed the team to protect the logistics route.

bump!!

The sound of bones breaking was harsh, but the rest of the team had gotten used to it.

Only the frenzied mage swallowed unnaturally after watching Yi Qiu casually drop the corpse of the infiltrator whose neck had been crushed.

Die! Die! Die!

The frantic mage kept shouting loudly in his heart.

But when Yi Qiu glanced away inadvertently, the frantic mage instantly switched to a warm smile.

Todak, have you ever ventured into a monk like this before?

The half-orc hidden weapon master Bannardo asked the dwarf warrior Todak.

As a half-orc, Banardo is not a very curious person.

But the orc's nature of worshiping the strong still partially affected him.

So he was a little curious about Yi Qiu.

After all, none of the monks he had encountered before had left a deep impression on him.

I have lived for nearly 300 years, even if another 300 years... I will never meet such a monk.

The dwarf warrior Todak knocked an infiltrator to the ground with a hammer while muttering.

Moradin's hammer! It's really mithril dug out of iron ore - there are such strange species among monks.

The dwarf warrior Todak stepped forward to make up for it with a hammer, smashing the infiltrator to death completely, and then looked at the half-orc hidden weapon master Bannardo and said so.

Half of the dungeon time has passed, and the evil party has remained silent during this time.

The overall attack rate of the Forge of Balta has also been maintained in a relatively safe area, but it is obviously impossible to complete the team dungeon in peace.

Just after Yi Qiu and the others dealt with the group of evil enemies who sneaked in from the sewer, a scarlet prompt message suddenly began to refresh on their retinas:

The latest dungeon information: Lukeda Volotto I was angry at the protracted battle situation, and decided to implement a more intense battle plan.

Based on the status of your defense line, the kingdom's frontline intelligence organization remains in normal operation.

You have received information from the infiltrators of the kingdom: Lukeda Volotto I decided to shrink the infiltrating army sent and summon a high-level active volcano underground in the furnace of Balta.

Instance team panel update: You need to thwart Lukeda Volotto I's plan within 48 hours, otherwise all defense lines of Baltar Furnace Castle will suffer a serious blow.

Moradin! Use the anvil as a hammer, I want to hammer those guys!

Seeing the prompt message on the retina, the dwarf warrior Todak immediately expressed his happiness.

These days, the continuous infiltrators jumping out from every corner has made him feel very boring.

He was not at all interested in this kind of whack-a-mole fight.

Team Information (Temporary Command-Danron Saul): All teams immediately go to the sewer entrance of the third defense line to assemble.

Team Message (Temporary Command-Danron Saul): Repeat, all teams immediately proceed to gather at the sewer entrance of the third defense line.

Team information (temporary command-Danlun Saul): The leaders of each team switch the voice channel to the combat command division to discuss related changes in the dungeon.

With the refresh of the information on the comprehensive network, the atmosphere in the entire team dungeon suddenly became a little delicate.

An imminent breath filled the air, and the impending chaos covered the hearts of all players like an invisible haze...

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You managed to fool that carrion king, Choros-Billy.

The captain of an evil side looked at Churos-Billy, who was observing the crystal ball, and said, with a hint of joy on his face.

Although hiding in the dark sky is a seemingly safe move, it is really an unbearable torment for the bloodthirsty it.

It's just that it believes that Churos-Billy is more eager to kill and die than it is, so it suppresses the restlessness in its heart and waits for Churos-Billy to open a bigger killing feast for them.

Fooling? No, its not yet rotten brain knows better than ours...

Churos Billy continued to look at the crystal ball in his hand and said without looking back.

It's a deal, we need it to bring out the players behind the lines, and it needs us to stop the counterattack for it.

I can't wait to suck the blood of those pups.

The captain of the evil side smiled ferociously, revealing its sharp canine fangs shining coldly in the air.

It is a Morganel vampire capable of absorbing the power of its enemies by sucking their blood.

Although this absorption is only temporary, it is still very deadly.

Then, you and your team members will conduct a tentative attack as the advance team.

Churos-Billy suddenly turned his head to look at it, and said indisputably.

According to your will, I will show you the most beautiful death.

The captain of the evil side saluted Churos-Billy, and then slowly backed away—it needed to convey the news to his teammates and prepare the equipment needed for the killing ceremony.

For the vampires, every kill is a banquet worth preparing carefully, and they prefer a more delicate death.

Stupid, bloodthirsty, greedy...but a good weapon.

Churos-Billy glanced at the leaving figure of the captain of the evil side, thinking noncommittally.

His pale fingers slid quickly on the crystal ball, and finally stopped at the area representing the kingdom's third line of defense...

It is still pitch black there, because the infiltrators of the empire have never sent any effective news.

And the players from the evil side have never infiltrated there, so for Choros-Billy, it is still a dark color.

You, what could it be...

Choros-Billy looked at the dark area as deep as an abyss on the crystal ball and muttered...