Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

Gu Fei and the team came into contact with the battle, and the coordinates naturally stopped moving. The location is clear. The two enemies in the cloud and the black index fingers immediately contact each other and gather in this room. At the same time, there is great interest in the progress of this encounter.

“The sorcerer has been wiped out and the archer has hung up by four fifths..." Both received painful reports, both of which were overwhelmed.

More than 200 people, suppressed by a thousand miles of drunkenness, they can understand, but hanging so clearly, this is unusual. Especially high but poorly manoeuvred wizards, who have always been the focus of protection in the team, are second only to priests, it really doesn't make sense to hang the wizards clean.

“How?” The two Presidents threw the same question at their respective members of the Board.

The members then described in detail that they had admitted their mistakes and fully praised the magicians for their eventual defection, albeit unsuccessfully, by blowing themselves up and eating apples in peace.

After listening to the report, the two presidents were all blushing.

“Who commanded it?” The problem between the two seems quite calm.

“Nobody commands! It's a group effort.” Answer.

“Mass tactics, mass tactics...” Both chairmen said the word, Qi and blood surged rapidly, iron from iron green to iron rust red.

Gathering forces, which makes it impossible for both of them to pick out who they're criticizing. We can't have more than 200 people scolding together, can we? The law is not to be blamed.

They both glanced at each other and saw each other holding a breath of blood and trying to throw up.

“MLGB!” The black index finger spoke first.

“A pile of junk!” In the clouds the herding enemies meet.

“Exactly!” Black index finger said.

“I'm really pissed off when I circle around a thousand miles...” said Shepherd Enemy in the cloud.

“This should not be a square position at all, it should be a circular position, so that no matter how drunk you rotate, you can easily keep up with it by turning horizontally.” Black index finger said.

“Exactly! So, these bastards!!” Shepherd in the clouds scolded.

“I'm going to be pissed off too...” said the black index finger.

“It's too late to give the message, and the remote is dead.” Shepherd enemies in the clouds said.

“The next thousand miles of drunken remote games killed them.” Black index finger said.

“Why don't I tell them to disperse?” Shepherd enemies in the clouds said.

“Oh?”

“Based on the killings of the previous teams, the target of each priority attack is his wanted mission, so it can be seen that he is still washing his PK value first, so now let them all disperse, and the target of his mission will surely be chosen once he is drunk, so that our losses can be reduced considerably.” Shepherd enemies in the cloud analyzed.

“I think it's time to keep the melee profession alive, with the priest strengthening the response, and it can be depleted. Thousands of miles of drunken melee to have high damage, ranged, compared to his melee attack is still a short cut.” Black index finger said.

“What if he comes to the melee?” Shepherd enemies in the clouds said.

“I think he still has a problem with more than 200 people, otherwise he would have rushed into the melee, archer magician or something, can hinder him in the melee what?” Black index finger analysis.

“You have a point.” Shepherd in the cloud thought about it and agreed with the black index finger.

“Let them fight like this! Should be strong enough for us to get there.” Black index finger said.

After nodding their enemies in the clouds, the two presidents gave their orders and distanced themselves from the battle guidelines.

The answers they received made them spit blood, and the players on the front front told them that they were not afraid of any melee at all and were chasing them down.

“Circle! So many people can't surround him?” The Presidents questioned it together.

“Can't get around, can't get around.” It was painful to answer the two players, but also convinced.

“What the hell is going on?” The enemies in the clouds are lost.

“How can it not be surrounded?” Black index fingers are incredible, too.

“He's gone too fast, we can't catch him! And the current-wall barrier, sudden movement, sudden displacement, double flash seconds, and a skill pusher, by the way, he jumped on top of his head, how can this be surrounded?” The player in front described Gu Fei's means in detail.

“How many?” The two Presidents have asked expressionlessly.

“I don't know...”

What I don't know is, of course, that we're already too busy to count. The two presidents panicked for a while. Could the team of more than 200 people be destroyed?

The whole army will never be destroyed. Gu Fei did use many skills in the crowd to ensure that he was not surrounded, but in this case he could no longer calculate the use of force, often weak, and helplessly left the battlefield first. Then add the fruit, then catch up and repeat the above process. It's good to kill twenty or thirty people every time.

The other players can't surround themselves, can't fight, can't chase them. At this time, they have turned their heads towards the main city and tried to run. Players with speed such as thieves and archers have already run early, and no one blames them. In this case, anyone who can run will run.

Gradually, they saw the support team coming from all directions, the players were ecstatic, this hellish situation finally overcame, persisted to the present death, all happy for themselves.

Of course, Gu Fei saw this multiplayer, and he had long anticipated this multipath chase. There was no ambiguity at this time, and after killing again, he walked away.

A bunch of short-legged players looked at the remnants of Gu Fei, watched Gu Fei Xiaoxing leave them as if nothing could be done. The only grief in their hearts was self-knowledge.

“Thousands of miles drunk, thousands of miles drunk?” The clouds coming out of Middle-City Avenue have finally reached out to the remnants of the road, the shepherds and the black index fingers. With a dozen eyes on it, there's probably enough money in your mind to lose. There's no problem with the hundreds of people. The two wise presidents, also calculating the loss from a different angle, asked the players from the wanted mission what the PK was at this point in time when they were drunk.

The answer is 387.

The two men implicitly made a subtraction, and it should be two hundred to know that the team was killed by Gu Fei at least one hundred.

“387 PK, if he hangs up, he's straight to zero.” Shepherd enemies in the cloud are talking to themselves.

“The question is, how can we hang him up?” Black index finger said, when the two of them arrived, Gu Fei was long gone, and they didn't even see a ghost.

“Wanted missions can display his coordinates in five minutes, but this doesn't work at all. He can fly to Moon and Night City anytime he wants, and we can't go after him.” Shepherd enemies in the clouds said.

“Even if we go after him, he suddenly flies back, what do we do?” Black index finger said.

“But with so much PK, you have to wash it, right?” Shepherd enemies in the cloud said.

“That's right, he's washing, washing our people.” The black index finger looks painful. At this time, all roads and horses have gathered here, but once a thousand miles of drunkenness has gone missing, players who have been on a wanted mission can see the coordinates change every five minutes, but, chase or not? Everyone is confused. In the main city neighborhood, Gu Fei flies over the walls and runs away, not to mention the wild sky and earth, can't be surrounded and blocked, people still have speed, there are transmission reels.

“This…” The clouds are full of enemies, “before some haste, maybe we should make good use of this. ”

“You mean using PK-value players as bait? ”

Pastoral enemies nodded in the cloud: "We need a convenient place to ambush until he comes himself. ”

“What if he doesn't make it? ”

“What else can we do? You know his coordinates, but you can catch them? ”

“I think you can assemble a team of archers, even if you can't kill him, but you can harass him constantly, and you don't have to be afraid to kill him backwards. As long as you keep your distance, archers can't keep up. Continuous harassment, he will always be distracted.” Black index fingers also have ideas.

“Then he can leave Cloud City.” Shepherd enemies in the clouds said.

“Shit...” The black index finger forgot the hand again, "seems to be the only way to do it. ”

“Think of the place!” Animal thinking in the clouds.

“Finally!!!” The three drifting team leaders in the council hall took a breath, the two clubs, a total of 2,100 people, the drifting hard sent all the names to Gu Fei once, also called the left hand to write love and the right hand to write handsome two copies, one without leakage.

“I don't know how this guy washed up.” The drift thought about it and went to another reference point in the library. There will be a variety of information about the Castle in the library, including the ranking of the PK values of the Castle players. Of course, only this information will be displayed here, and the task or something will have to go to the Wanted Mission Office.

“387...” drifting a glance at the top of the list, spraying blood, sending a message to Gu Fei: “What about PK for your wanted mission? ”

“Mmm!”

“It's 387?” Drifting asks.

“How do you know? ”

“I can find out everything. ”

“Oh, those wanted targets, they can't be alone there, they're all a team, and I can't do it...” Gu Fei explained.

“387 o'clock, what's wrong with you? ”

“The Black Alliance and Mayun people can't get it, the more PK they get, you find me someone else.” Gu Fei said.

“What do the others mean?” Drifting face green.

“Others are all players in Cloud City except these two clubs.” Gu Fei said it very seriously.

“I killed the 19-point PK value, you took me!!!” The drift was about to reply, but looking at the list of PK values in front of him, he snapped and suddenly rejoiced and responded quickly.

“If you don't ask for a meeting, isn't this PK just right?” The drift smiled and said to the left hand to write love and the right hand to write good-looking.

The two remained silent for a long time, and the left hand wrote, "Is it true that our homeless camp was born to serve their guard? ”

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