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With dozens of ancient tree elves, Joan's physical coordination skills and his leadership effects, when he returned, he had dug a huge pit.

Millia laughed: "Sir, according to the size of the Nimia lion, such a big trap is enough to trap it."

"Dig a bit deeper and deeper." Dawei waved.

Time can be wasted a little and strive for security. Without minions, the boss is still the Nimia giant lion with an invincible aura. The more adequate the preparation, the less likely the boss will come back. This is the absolute luck theory taught by the great sage Dioce.

He continued to hurry for half an hour. The speed of the npc made him very satisfied. The gray elves were responsible for digging. The ancient tree elves kept bringing soil up, which was extremely efficient.

"Almost." He thought about it.

It ’s not that he does n’t want to dig a little bigger. According to his idea, it ’s best to bury the boss directly. There is no safer strategy than this, but it may take too long to dig the pit and be refreshed by the system.

He has the ability to arrange traps, but for such a large pit, it will be difficult to say whether the system will be stamped and approved. He himself feels that it is beyond the scope of the trap.

"I'll make up the head!" He laughed.

Along the simple wooden ladder built down to the bottom of the deep pit, he put a slap trap device casually, he couldn't help but get up: "No one will believe when you say it, the slap trap, the myth of death Class creature, that's so cool! "

Covering the cover, the most crucial and final step was completed, sending all the npcs into the dream space, leaving the cooperating mercenary troops, looking at the position of the cave, he took a deep breath and entered the stealth state.

"The trap is ready. The most complicated and troublesome part is here. How to use the task product to damage the boss." He frowned deeply.

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