Monster Paradise

The second wave of animal attacks is still being attacked by Zhao San, a monster they call the tentacles.

But this wave of tentacles makes people feel completely different.

Standing not far from the trunk, Lin Huanghuang saw that the wave of insects moved at least twice as fast and more than twice as big as before. Almost all the tentacles were howling with their mouths open and seemed to be in a state of extreme anger. There is also a little detail that attracts Lin Huang's attention, and the white spots on the back of these tentacles turn into the color of scarlet.

“Collective fanaticism?” Lin Huang was slightly surprised to see the state of this wave of herbivores.

Such a monster is not in the picture of an unknown monster, it is not surprising what kind of ability Lin Huang has, and the ability to fanaticize is not surprising to Lin Huang. He was rather surprised that the tens of thousands of monsters were simultaneously in a state of fanaticism, a situation he had never seen before.

The tentacles after the madness, the state is also completely different from the previous coma sleep, giving people the feeling of beating up chicken blood.

Without waiting to climb the branches, a tentacle jumped off the trunk dozens of meters high and pounced in the direction of the crowd.

Seeing this scene, Lin Huang finally understood why before the second wave of attacks arrived, all the hunting teams had to retreat for a distance, leaving a space at the junction between the trunk and the branches. If you're still in that position, many tentacles can jump right behind you and attack.

After the first tentacles jumped, they didn't rush to kill, either, but they climbed close to the crowd themselves, and a hunting team did.

“Stay behind us, don't go deep. If you step into the jump range of these insects on the trunk, they will jump toward you desperately, and even if you are stronger, you will soon be submerged in the swarm.” Zhao San's explanation finally let Lin Huang know why other hunting teams have been wandering around the edge of the insect herd and refused to go deeper.

Lin Huang nodded and followed Zhao San's team to the second round of monster hunting.

He's still walking in the courtroom, still a flying knife.

Zhao San, they completely lost their previous relaxation.

After the fanaticism, the tentacles, not only are the fighting ambitious, the battle state fully open, the strength and speed, but also the defense are doubled or tripled. Even the regeneration speed of the contact angle is several times that of the previous one, and the next second it is almost disconnected, it recovers intact.

Twelve tentacles sweep out, some soft as a whip, some hard as a thorn, greeting humans who want to hunt themselves in a variety of different states.

The fanaticism of the caterpillars doubled the pressure on Zhao San, and the monsters who were able to kill in one second have become quite difficult today.

Zhao San needs at least three swords for each insect he chops, he is already very common, and the attack at the dodging angle has become harder.

Although Kang Xin is still a ghost, his hunting efficiency is also much lower. After these bug defenses have increased, she has no way of striking through the bug festival, killing a bug at least twice or even three times.

As with the rest of the team, the speed of hunting has dropped dramatically.

Even the mightiest man with the giant axe was not the exception. Although he was still able to kill the touchworm, he was not good at it. Under the attack of the insect herd, Zhao San appeared to be more luscious than Zhao.

Moving attention away from Zhao San and several of them, Lin Huang looked at the other hunting teams, it was almost the same scenario.

Previously, when the first wave of monsters came, everyone dared to go deep into the insect swarm of steel hard men, all of whom showed their pride in their hair and their appearance. But now, the expression on everyone's face is particularly harsh, the nerves are extremely tight, a little wind and grass blowing to avoid, completely invincible before.

Lin Huang became the most laid-back man on the battlefield, and only the faintness on his face remained unchanged.

A flying knife hangs in front of you like a living creature, rapidly penetrating the heads of all attempted monsters. Still, it was drilled from the mouthpiece, from the top of its head, killing a bug in the brain.

Within a 10-meter radius around his body, he became almost a vacuum zone.

He has always followed Zhao San not far behind them. Zhao San they are occasionally entwined by monsters, and he will kill the monster who stretches out his tentacles in the first place. Other than that, he did not interfere with Zhao San's hunt.

Zhao San also knew that if Lin Huang wanted to rob Weird, he would not be able to hunt any of his own people.

More than two hours passed, and by around 11 p.m., the second wave of monsters was finally cleaned up.

A hunting group began to retreat quickly after completing the hunt for the second wave of monsters.

“Is this about giving up the third wave?” Lin Huang withdrew with Zhao San, while also raising his own confusion.

“The retreat is for better hunting.” Zhao San didn't explain much.

Soon, 28 hunting teams retreated to a fork in the branches, and a group abandoned the main road of the branches and all retreated to the girl on the right.

It was not until then that Zhao San began further explanations.

“Most monsters search for humans along the main roads of the branches, and we abandon the main roads to retreat here, which is tantamount to an artificial reduction in the flow of monsters. Fighting here is more than a few times more stressful than fighting on the main road. ”

Lin Huang also understood that the main trunk of the whole branch is like a main water pipe. This branch where everyone is hiding is like a small diversion pipe. Monsters, like water flow, flow heavily along the main pipe in the first place, and the flow of water on this side of the shunt pipe is naturally small.

“That's a good idea. ”

Lin Huang also has to admit that this way of diverting monsters is really smart and can greatly reduce the pressure on everyone.

“This was the idea that one of our predecessors in District 6 came up with more than two decades ago. Until then, it was said that this layer had simply abandoned confrontation because of the high elimination rate caused by the third wave of animal attacks. After cleaning up the second wave of animal attacks, either exit the virtual world directly or return to the leaf safety point.” Zhao San spoke of his predecessors in the same neighborhood and revealed some pride. “The senior also later broke into the 63rd floor and then stayed on the 63rd floor until he was 40 before retiring from the League of Witches. ”

Listening to Zhao San talking about District 6, Lin Huang couldn't help but think about District 7. He remembered his sister Lin Xin, as well as the cold moon heart, Yi Night Language and their friends.

“If I could break into the 63rd floor, some new people from the 6th district would surely remember my name...” Zhao San said to himself.

“Isn't your name Zhao San? One, two, three, three. What's so hard to remember?” The man with the giant axe smiled and twisted.

“Fuck off! My name is Zhao Shan! ”

They laughed a few words and suddenly a thick voice came from not far ahead.

“Everybody cheer up, the third wave of animal attacks is coming! ”