Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

The Son Elite Corps has eliminated the other five, leading by five to zero, but the Yunxiang Mercenary Corps is still running around on the map like a headless fly. Almost none of the five strong people knew each other. Yunxiang, the leader of the group, asked a few questions on the convention channel, and the five people who died were in a bad mood at this time, and very simply ignored them.

That's how easy it is for the Son Elite to grasp the initiative, obviously six against dozens, but as easy as cleaning up the battlefield. Six people wandered around the map very casually and vanished as soon as they met their opponents.

Within Yunxiang Mercenary Corps, the largest team is no more than 11 people. It is enough to deal with the average six people, but at present, their opponents are a group of top internet players. Besides, there is also Gu Fei, a strong person who has jumped out of the scope of online players' abilities, whose abilities are like those of Superman.

The rivalry between these numbers, the Son Elite Corps has little fear, such as the ancillary profession of Son Han, has little opportunity to play. A walker almost wiped out his opponent without a scratch. Han's son hasn't used his reply a few times. The wine has been poured into a bottle or two or three bottles. There was no doubt at first as to how much alcohol he had, which questioned his stomach capacity, and it was tentatively concluded that this should be a missing spot in the game system.

In contrast, unharmed combat is the most depressing of the six. He, Gu Fei, Sword Ghost and Mighty God Ming are the main firepower that killed and injured the enemy, but he was unable to attack him remotely. He was not fast enough in the melee, but Gu Fei and Sword Ghost. When he got close, Gu Fei and Sword Ghost would have handled the wind candles for years.

After a while, the number of Yunxiang mercenaries has dropped sharply to 30. Fifty of them have been destroyed by the Son Elite in a piecemeal manner, and only two points were scored unharmed in the war, occupying the majority, and naturally Gu Fei.

Gu Fei's strength, the resoluteness of the swordsmen, the stitching of the imperial gods, Yu gave several people as much status as possible, Han's son lazily walked on the end of the team with a bottle of wine, and the battle-free and depressing roar, formed the main scene of the elite team of this boy to fight together.

Due to the decrease in the number of people, it has been some time since the average elite group of boys wandered the map to meet their opponents. They are not in a hurry, they lead by an absolute advantage of 50 to 0, and now if you use the big kite tactic, you will definitely win against the other 30 people. But since the opponents are so scattered, they are certainly sparing no effort.

“Oops, haven't seen anyone in a while!” Eagle Eye "skilled imperial gods act as scouts for the Son's elite regiment, turning their heads dripping as they walk. With the advantage of this skill and range of attacks, this guy is very irresponsible. He doesn't tell his teammates the first time he finds hostility, but he sneaks two arrows to see if he can score. Gu Fei and Sword Ghost also learned to behave. It doesn't make sense to listen to the royal gods, but as long as he raises his hand and arrows, there will be hostility.

“Yay!” Mr. Han suddenly exclaimed.

“The wine is gone!” My right hand was in my pocket for half a day and I had to take it out empty-handed, and Mr. Han regretted it.

“ …… ”

“It's time for a final showdown!” Mr Han said.

“Oh?” The five were a little confused.

Mr. Han looked back: “I threw all the empty wine bottles I drank all the way. If they really wanted to find us, they should have hit us by now. Just like those guys before, these 30 people are too late to show up, and it looks like they're about to burst into cohesion in the final stages. ”

“Are you saying these thirty men will no longer fight each other?” Yu said.

Son Han nodded: “We've solved 50 people back and forth, they should have found that we're not very good at it. Thirty of them are now gathered together and may not have cooperated before, requiring some time for scheduling. ”

“How do you know there's going to be a duel? ”

“Wouldn't it be boring to go out and buy a drink if I didn't finish my drink?” Mr Han said.

“Cut!” several despised.

“Thirty people together, how do we deal with it?” Yu asked.

“Surround them!” Gu Flying waved the blade of darkness in his hand and shouted generously and furiously. Tonight, this black sword stains the white light of the greatest enemy sacrifice.

“This is a great way to go…” Yu briefly evaluated, his eyes have turned to others, mainly looking to Han's son.

“Surround them... well, that's a good idea!” I can't believe Mr. Han agreed to this. Yu's eyes are falling out: “It turns out you also get drunk. ”

After that, he looked at the other people. The sword ghost, the royal god sounded, and the battle was unharmed. They all rubbed their hands with friction fists and looked at each other. Especially the battle is unharmed: "MD, I will definitely score this time! ”

“Hey, can you do that? Thirty!” Yu said.

“In real life, Young-goo, your experience is really lacking. You may as well be a newcomer to the game.” The royal angel wiped his bow and said, "That look, that style, if you've seen some killer movies, imagine the killer pulling his sniper gun parts out of the gun box and putting them together carefully before the murder. This is how the royal gods sound at this time.

Gu Fei smiled calmly on his face, pointing to himself and saying: “Cut people, professional. ”

“No problem, Yu, you are too cautious.” Ultimately, the Sword Ghost's comfort works best. In the eyes of this honest and reliable man, Yuko gained the ultimate confidence.

“Well, there it is, isn't it?” Son Han pointed somewhere, and no one was seen in that direction, but there were dusty pieces hidden behind him.

The angel whispered his proud “eagle's eye”, so he looked at it for half a day: “It seems someone has come. ”

“Let's go!” The hands-on guys greeted him.

“Thousand miles, you go to the 9 o'clock direction, sword ghost to the 12 o'clock direction, by the way, show Mighty the way, lead him to the 3 o'clock direction, unharmed, Brother Yu, we three front 6 o'clock direction!” Son Han ran the fundraiser.

Gu Fei and the other three quickly ran in the direction indicated by Han's son.

“Brother Yu, bless my life later!” When the image of the enemy appeared in sight, the battle was unharmed and a serious face appeared, and Yu was silenced.

“Mmm!” Yu nodded. If only from an auxiliary point of view, knight masters actually require higher qualities than priests. Each actor in a parallel world can only receive one single blessing at a time. Although any blessing is considered an enhancement, it is unclear to many of the parties involved in the war themselves which blessings are most needed and most likely to enhance their strength at the moment.

As a knight of outsiders, it is obviously more difficult to judge this. It is really necessary to speak of people like Yuko who know all kinds of professions and equipment. But to be a top expert, understanding is obviously far from enough and requires mastery. Such harsh conditions have led no one in the knight's profession to claim to be the best. The service industry, it's not that good.

But little groups like the Son Elite, they're all elites. Masters such as the unharmed in battle and the royal angels sound like them can't answer any blessings that will help them most at some point. Everyone should report to Yu on the status. Yu is still busy. He is now a full-time fighter, unharmed. This almost reaches the height of the theoretical knight: change the state at any time.

Simply put, when a soldier cuts out a knife, it is a blessing of strength; when someone is about to hit him, it is a blessing of endurance; and when this attack is a spell, the release will be a blessing of spirit… This is the ideal state that currently exists on paper, so slightly impossible, Yuko is to follow the unharmed side of the war, according to the unharmed needs of the war, just give him a replacement at any time.

The other 30 people were getting closer and it was surprising to see that the first three guys were greeting them with the same vigour.

“Mighty, do it, what are you waiting for!” Mr. Han said on the convention channel.

Immediately, the Mighty Heavenly Spirit strikes, on a hill with a good view at 3 o'clock, the Mighty Spirit squatts and kneels, the bow strings in his hand are unstoppable, the skill intersects with the ordinary attack, and the arrows are stacked in a pile of 30 people.

“Over there, over there!” The sniper of the royal gods was the bullying of the picked persimmons. He killed a magician on the spot. The other party was so highly injured that even though it looked like only one person was also very worried, several people had rushed out in that direction.

“Take it easy, take it easy! Archers, fight back!” It was Yunxiang, the leader of the Yunxiang mercenary regiment, who shouted in a hurry. A few of the guys rushing out hesitated slightly, stopping, and the archers came out and started shooting at the royal gods. The royal angel's attack is only one person higher. There are also some norms for the archer's profession. For example, if you attack normally, an arrow fired must complete the attack, and the archer can only fire a second arrow. If you want to take the arrow, shoot one arrow after the other. That is the skill “second arrow" only works.

Therefore, the number of opponents prevailed, and the royal angels were immediately suppressed.

“Sword ghost.” Son Han called on the channel.

Alas, Challenge 3 failed even more yesterday... after dinner, the third size went to 678 words and fell asleep successfully...

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