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- The poor man Chou grinded his teeth for a long time, but he was still a little unwilling. He thought about it carefully in his mind, and then discussed it with Mao Maoyu and the others, and found a loophole. Obviously, the poor man Chou and the others closed it.
Murphy is also waiting for these little guys to admit defeat, bijing, these little guys seem to be too active recently, it won't work if they don't take care of them.
It¡¯s just that Murphy is a little nervous at the moment, that¡¯s what Poor Chou and Mao Maoyu said just now because Shime is always a little
While I was still waiting for Murphy to come up with a reason, I heard the poor man Chou chuckled and said, "Sister-in-law~~~"
"Shime?" Listening to the ugly words of the poor family, Murphy's eyes fluctuated for a few times, and he turned to look at Zhuoer. Sure enough, he saw Zhuoer also had a qigu¨¤i look on his face. "Please search Piaotian Literature," The novel is better and updated faster! .
¡°Obviously, this person has also discovered that the poor man Chou and Mao Maoyu seem to be so difficult to deal with, right? You've been suppressed several times and you still haven't given up?
The poor man Chou said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, the agreement we just made is a test for us, Mao Maoyu Tongguo and you. Can you tell us a story? Of course, it is only limited to one boss once, and the agreement will be from the next time. You can only tell the continuation of the previous stories, right?¡±
"Yes," Murphy nodded and said with interest, "You want to say shime?"
Murphy was very excited. Since the poor man Chou said that, there must be a reason. Well, or she was preparing to dig a hole for Ziji, and she wanted to see if the pit dug by the poor man Chou looked like a shime, and Ziji fell into it. Woolen cloth? Or let her kick in the poor and ugly family?
I heard the poor man Chou said with a smile: "You just told us a story, we don't care!"
"Huh?" Murphy couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, and said, "What I just said is that I speak shime and you listen to shime, right?"
"But you also said that we can't protest, right?" Chou, the poor man, argued.
"Yes, Sister Fei'er, we protest!" Maomaoyu also nodded fiercely and shouted: "We need you to compensate us, sister-in-law!"
¡°Yes, yes, yes!¡± The little guys who had been listening heard Maomaoyu¡¯s words. M¨£sh¨¤ng, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, agreed.
Murphy was silent, frowned, and looked at Zhull.
Indeed, they did mention this just now, but they shouldn¡¯t be able to dig this kind of loophole, right? It's not that the two of them look down on the poor and look down on them, it's the fact. These little guys were clearly kidnapped into the ditch just now, so why did it happen the other way around?
The poor Chou of the family was still yelling over there: "Boss, sister-in-law, we ask you to compensate us for the harm we have suffered! You have hurt our young and fragile hearts!"
"Yes, yes!" Others continued to fan the flames, "Sister-in-law, what you just did was so unkind! We demand compensation!"
"Seconded!"
"Compensation plus one!"
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Zhuoer Murphy continued to remain silent, communicating only with his eyes.
p¨¢ngbi¨¡n Luo Wei looked at it curiously, and couldn't help but feel funny in his heart. His second brother and sister-in-law actually had expressions! Ha ha. It¡¯s really funny!
Luo Wei was snickering at Zheng Huan, but he was startled when Zhuoer Murphy turned his eyes at the same time!
Zhuoer Murphy ignored the frightened Luo Wei, looked at each other again, and then confirmed one thing!
Murphy said helplessly: "Brother, please don't join in the fun, okay?"
Fucha Ruilin¡¯s voice was extremely calm and he said, ¡°I didn¡¯t even express my feelings just now.¡±
Zhuoer rubbed his forehead and said, "n¨¤me, where is Kong Ming? Did he just do shime?"
"Zhuoer Murphy's two words shocked the poor and ugly family.
The poor man Chou immediately shouted: "Boss, why did you know that Kong Ming gave us"
"My family is poor! Shut up!" The voice of the Kongming Lantern suddenly sounded.
It¡¯s a pity that yijing is too late.
The poor man Chou was stunned for a moment, and the cats and fish meowed loudly. "My family is poor and ugly, how can you not be impatient? The boss and Sister Fei'er are obviously trying to blow you up!"
"Gah~~~~No way?" The poor man was dumbfounded.
Zhuoer laughed and said, "Of course I will!"
"And, we succeeded!" Murphy chuckled: "You are poor, you really need to practice more!"
The poor man Chou Chou, who was easily manipulated by Zhuoer Murphy, asked the sky, "Oh my God, did my boss and sister-in-law react too quickly?"
The Kongming Lantern looks at the poor people¡¯s ugly quiltThe truth came out. Completely affected, I just pushed up my glasses and said: "Come on, boss, Gege. Even if you have seen through it now, you have to compensate for what you deserve. Don't expect to get away with it."
Zhuoer smiled slightly and said: "Kong Ming, you can't say that! Don't forget that this is a land reclamation project. We still don't know how to deal with the tenacious Fan Kreis today. Although we can't say that we can get it done today, we still have to do something about it. Let¡¯s try more progress!¡±
The Kongming Lantern said nothing.
Fucha Ruilin said: "Aren't we two bosses ahead of all other guilds? Moreover, how long does it take to tell a story? Tell it honestly and quickly, so that we can continue to open up wasteland!"
Zhuoer Murphy looked at each other and smiled bitterly, has his eldest brother gone crazy again recently? Why is tur¨¢n trying to torment people again?
However, as mentioned before, Murphy could ignore anyone but Fucha Ruilin, so she resignedly opened the document and prepared to continue listening to the story. She also asked: "Brother, listen to Shime's story." ?¡±
Fucha Ruilin m¨£sh¨¤ng said: ""The Rise of the Tribe"."
Just to hear this, Murphy muttered a few words in his heart. Who told Fucha Ruilin to watch the ancient trilogy? Now that he is asking about this, n¨¤me, naturally he has never heard of it. .
Hearing this, the little guys calmed down. Bijing, they also knew that this "The Rise of the Tribes" was also within the scope of the previous article, but the eldest brother wanted to listenah? Could it be that eldest brother Yijing has watched the Ancient Trilogy?
I have to say, the little guys have discovered the truth.
My name is Sal. In human language, it means "slave"; there is a long story behind this name, best left for another time. Thanks to the favor of the elemental spirits and the heroic blood flowing in my body, I became the chieftain of my people, the orcs, and the leader of the tribe formed by several races. this. Again, that's another story. The story I put down on paper today is a story about my father, those who believed in him, and those who betrayed him; in fact, it is also the story of all my people.
ruguoAll these things happened, what will we be like now? this problem. Not even the wise shaman Drek'Thar could give an answer. The path of destiny is so complicated, and no rational person should dwell on "ruguo" and gain false satisfaction from it. What has happened has happened; my people must also bear all the consequences of our choices, whether it is shame or glory.
This story is not about the current tribe, which is a loose organization composed of orcs, tauren, forgotten people, trolls and blood elves, but the earliest tribe. Rise of the original tribe. It is like a baby, born of blood and fire; its cry for life marks the death of its enemies.
Such a bloody story has a peaceful beginning. In the endless valleys of a green continent called "Dranor"
The rumble of the drum beat the rhythm of the heartbeat, luring the young orcs into sleep; but Durotan of the Frostwolf clan could not sleep. He lay with the others on the dirty, hard floor of the tent, a pile of straw and a thick piece of clefthoof hide beneath him to keep out the bone-chilling cold of the ground. Even so, he could still feel the vibrations of the drums passing through the earth into his body, and the sound of the ancient drums soothed his ears. How he wished he could get out of the tent and join them!
It would be another summer before Durotan could participate in Omurigo, the rite of passage. before that. He still had to endure being crammed into a big tent with other kids and being left aside by the adults; and those adults. They sat around the fire, discussing matters that were undoubtedly mysterious and momentous.
He sighed and twisted on the cowhide. This is really unfair.
Orcs have never been involved in civil war, but they are also not good at sociability. Every clan is very closed, with its own traditions, its own customs, its own clothes, and its own stories, of course. There is also Ziji¡¯s shaman. The dialects of several clans are so different that they cannot understand each other, and the orcs of these clans have to speak Mandarin when they meet. They were almost strangers to each other than the blue-skinned, mysterious Draenei. Only twice a year, once in spring and once in autumn, do all the clans gather to celebrate the day when day and night are of equal length. And now, it is the beginning of the festival.
Since a few days. The orcs arrived one after another; the celebrations officially began at moonrise the night before. They gathered in the land they called Nagrand, the "Land of the Winds," at the foot of O'Shugu, the "Mountain of Souls." The Koshharg Festival is held every year in this holy land, and no one can tell how long this tradition has been. During the festival,Battles and duels are naturally nothing new to Shime, but a real fight has never broken out here. Someone in ruguo really lost his temper and so many people gathered together. This kind of thing does happen from time to time. The shaman would persuade the people involved to resolve the problem peacefully. If ruguo couldn't do it, he would order them to leave the holy place.
This land is lush, vibrant, and feels endlessly peaceful. Durotan sometimes wonders, is this land so peaceful because the orcs want peace, or does the tranquility of this land give the orcs a desire for peace? He always thinks about this kind of thing, Ziji thinks alone, because he has never heard other people say such weird ideas.
Durotan sighed, his thoughts racing rapidly, and his heart beating with the drumbeat outside. The night just now was so perfect that Durotan couldn't calm down for a long time. When the pale lady climbed to the top of the tree, even though the moon was missing, it did not diminish her breathtaking beauty at all; she cast bright moonlight, and the snow also reflected the dazzling light. As soon as she appeared, thousands of orcs cheered simultaneously. Among them were wise elders, warriors in their prime, and even children in their mother's strong arms. The wolves, the orcs' companions and mounts, responded with howls of joy. The harmony went straight into Durotan's bones, just like the sound of the drum now; it was a deep, primal roar that paid homage to the white celestial body that ruled the night sky. Durotan looked around, and what he saw was a sea of ??orcs. Their strong brown arms were dyed silver by the moonlight, and they were all raised to the sky. Pointing at the pale lady. If any stupid ogre dares to attack at that time, it will instantly fall to the weapons of these warriors who work together.
Then, the feast began. Dozens of animals are slaughtered, dried and made into bacon earlier in the season in preparation for the feast. The bonfire was lit, and the warm firelight and silvery moonlight merged wonderfully. The drums are beating and they haven't stopped until now.
He and other children were lying on the clefthoof hide. Durotan snorted dissatisfiedly at the word "child". After eating and drinking and the shamans left, he was ordered to go to bed. This is also a tradition: when the first feast is over, the shamans of each clan will leave to climb the sacred mountain Washugu that watches over their joy, enter the cave, and receive the spirit of the elements and the soul of the ancestors. teachings.
Even from a distance. The ancient scenery of Washu is spectacular. Unlike other irregularly shaped and rough peaks, Washugu rises from the ground with a perfect shape and a peak as sharp as a spear point. It looks like a huge crystal embedded in the earth. Its outline is very sharp, reflecting dazzling brilliance whether in sunlight or moonlight. Some legends say it fell from the sky hundreds of years ago. Durotan thought, these stories could possibly be true, bijing, this mountain is so bizarre.
Although O'Shugu was interesting, Durotan always felt that way. It was a bit unfair that the shamans stayed there for the entire Koshharg festival. Poor shamans. Missing out on all the fun, he thought. But then again, children are also interested.
During the day, they hunted, played games, and relived the heroic deeds of their ancestors. Every clan has its own story, so except for the stories Durotan has heard since childhood. He also heard more new and exciting stories.
These activities were very interesting, and Durotan also had a great time. But he still couldn't help but wonder, what on earth were the well-fed and drunk adults talking about while the children were sleeping peacefully in the tent?
He couldn't bear it any longer. Durotan sat up quietly, straining his ears to listen for any sounds of anyone being awakened. The shime sound is also m¨¦iyou. A long minute passed. He stood up and tiptoed towards the exit.
In a dark tent, this is not a rongyi thing. Children of all sizes lay scattered in the tent, and one wrong move could wake them up. His heart was pounding with excitement at Ziji's courage. Durotan carefully passed between the blurry shapes, each step taken by his big feet as graceful as a long-legged marsh bird.
When Durotan finally walked to the door curtain, a lifetime had passed. He stood there, trying to breathe evenly, and stretched out his hand
I met a tall, smooth-skinned body standing in front of him. He immediately retracted his hand and hissed in surprise.
"What are you doing?" Durotan whispered.
"What are you doing?" the other orc replied. Durotan laughed: They two sounded really stupid.
"With you," Durotan replied, his voice still very soft. They p¨¢ngbi¨¡n, the large group of people are still asleep. "Should we stand and discuss, or should we do it?"
Judging from the vaguely distinguishable figure in front of him, the other orc is a tall male, about the same age as Durotan.??Not much. He had never heard that person's accent, so it seemed that he was definitely not from the Frostwolf clan. This is so audacious to sneak out of the tent without permission and join the orcs from another clan!
The other orc hesitated, no doubt thinking the same thing. "Okay," he finally said, "let's do it."
Durotan reached out his hand again in the darkness, his fingers touched the animal skin on the door curtain, and grabbed its edge. The two young orcs opened the door curtain and walked into the frosty night.
Durotan turned to look at his companions. The orc was stronger and taller than him. Durotan is the tallest among his peers in Ziji's clan, and he is really not used to others being taller than him. It's almost unsettling. His mischievous ally turned to look at him, and Durotan felt him sizing up his weight. The other party nodded, obviously very fond of him.
They may not risk speaking. Durotan pointed to a big tree next to the tent, and the two of them moved towards it in silence. For a while, they were walking in the open space. As long as any adult happened to turn his head at that moment, he could see them Fortunately, they were not discovered. The moonlight reflected on the snow, so bright that Durotan felt that he was almost exposed to the sun, and the creaking sound of the snow under their feet must have been as loud as the roar of an ogre Finally. They walked to the tree and sat down behind it. Durotan let out a long breath, forming a string of white mist in the cold air. The other orc turned to him and grinned.
"I am Orgrim of the Blackstone Clan, son of Telka Doomhammer." The young man whispered proudly.
Durotan was attracted to him. Although Doomhammer is not the surname of the clan leader, the surname is prestigious. Be respected.
"I am Durotan of the Frostwolf Clan, son of Galad." Durotan replied. Now it was Orgrim's turn to be intrigued: sitting next to him was the heir of a clan. He nodded approvingly.
After a while, the two of them sat there, intoxicated by their gorgeous courage. Durotan felt that the hem of his thick animal skin cloak was wet. A burst of cold air rushed up to him, and he quickly stood up. He pointed to the dif¨¡ng where the adults gathered. Orgrim nodded. The two of them stretched out their heads from behind the tree, looked carefully, and listened carefully with their ears raised. Now they were sure to hear the longed-for secret. The sounds of conversation came along with the crackle of the campfire and the rumble of drums.
"The shamans have been very busy with the fever this winter," Durotan's father Galad said. He reached out and caressed the big white wolf who was napping by the fire. The wolf's white fur indicated that it was a frost wolf. It groaned in pleasure. "No sooner had one child been cured than the other fell ill again."
"I can't wait for spring," another man said, getting up and adding a piece of wood to the fire. "Animals have always been hard to find. When we were preparing for the festival, we found a few cleft-hoofed cows with great difficulty."
¡°Karajia makes such delicious bone broth but won¡¯t tell us that she uses shime herbs,¡± said a third, staring at a woman who was breastfeeding a baby. That woman. It must have been Karaja, giggling.
"I will only give this formula to this little guy. Of course, when she is an adult." Karajia replied, grinning.
Durotan's mouth opened wide in surprise. He turned to look at Orgrim; he too looked surprised and frustrated. Is this something so important, so mysterious, so important and mysterious that children are not allowed to sneak out of the tent and eavesdrop? Discussing fever and soup recipes?
Under the bright moonlight, Durotan could clearly see Orgrim's face. Orgrim's eyebrows knitted together.
"You and I can think of far more interesting things than this, Durotan," he said in a low, gruff voice.
Durotan grinned. Nod. Absolutely.
The celebration lasted for two more days. During these two days, no matter day or night, as long as two people have the opportunity to sneak out together, they will launch various challenges to each other. Racing, rock climbing. Lifting weights, balancing, anything they can think of, they will try it. They always take turns to defeat each other, it's just a matter of agreement. When Orgrim clamored for a fifth try on the last day to break the deadlock and decide the winner, something inside Durotan made him speak.
"Let's not play those ordinary ordinary challenges," Durotan said, not even knowing where these words came from. "Let's do something that has never happened before in history."
Orgrim¡¯s bright gray eyes sparkled, and he leaned over, ¡°Is it about shime?¡±
"Let's be friends, you and me."
Orgrim¡¯s mouth opened wide, ¡°But we are not from the same clan!¡± He said, thenThe tone was good. What Durotan just proposed was to make the giant black wolf and the docile Tabu sheep be friends.
Durotan waved his hand impatiently. "We are not enemies," he said. "Look at you Zhouwei. All the clans come to gather twice a year. There are only a few disadvantages."
"Butmy father said that it is precisely because we have so little contact with each other that we can maintain peace." Orgrim continued, his brows knitted into a knot in worry.
Durotan couldn't hide the disappointment and bitterness in his tone. "Very well. I thought you were braver than the others, Orgrim, son of Doomhammer. But you are just like most people, timid and shy, and have no desire to break tradition and see what you can do. Shime!"
He said these words without thinking, but even if Durotan had to think about his words for several months, he would still say this. Orgrim's brown face suddenly turned red, and his eyes widened.
"I'm not a coward!" he shouted, "I'm not afraid of any challenge, you pretentious bastard of a frost wolf!"
He jumped onto Durotan. Knocking him to the ground, the two began to fight, and eventually the shamans from both families had to be called in to treat their injuries, while giving long lectures about how inappropriate it was to fight in a holy place.
"You reckless boy," the chief shaman of the Frostwolf clan is a very old female orc. People called her Mother Kashur. At this point she scolded, "You're not old enough not to be spanked yet, little Durotan!"
Over there, the shaman who looked after Orgrim also said similar words dissatisfied. But even though his nose was still bleeding, and even though Orgrim still had a horrific gash in his body, Durotan grinned. Orgrim met his gaze and grinned.
The challenge between them begins, the last challenge. Much, much more than lifting weights and running. Moreover, neither of them will give up easily neither will cowardly say that they cannot be friends from different clans. Durotan has a feeling that this t¨¨bi¨¦ challenge will continue until one of them dies. Perhaps, it will be longer than that.
The little guys listened with rapt attention and said in surprise: "Boss, is this Sal's story?"
Because the alliance and tribes are at odds with each other, and Drow Murphy doesn't have a good impression of the tribe, they really don't know much about the tribe's story.
"Yeah!" Murphy nodded. Said: "Don't forget that the name of this article is "The Rise of the Tribe"! Brother, okay. Can we continue preparing to open up wasteland?"
"Well, that's enough." Fucha Ruilin nodded his head and said nothing.
??Zhuoer couldn't help but shake his head. It was rare to see his elder brother so violent irritable Wait, he h¨£oxi¨¤ng remembered that his eldest brother had such a irritable mood, and that was Zhuoer narrowed his eyes slightly. I thought: Could it be like this? In shiji¨¡n terms, it¡¯s only been a year and a half, right?
Murphy glanced at Zhuoer curiously, Yi Jing has been a couple for such a long time, she naturally saw that Zhuoer seemed to be thinking of Shime, so. And I urged him.
It¡¯s just that Murphy doesn¡¯t urge, someone else does.
The poor man Chou yelled: "Boss, sister-in-law, it's getting late, let's hurry up. We plan to fight the stubborn Van Kreis a few more times, but we are still here in the passage!"
As soon as the ugly voice of the poor man came out, he immediately pulled the drow back, reached out and patted Murphy's hand to comfort him, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's really getting late!"
According to Zhuoer¡¯s character, he would definitely laugh at Hu Ah, who was poor and ugly. However, he thought of something at this moment, and naturally he felt that way.
Murphy looked at Zhuoer and said nothing.
Zhuoer didn¡¯t think much about it, and just called the little guys to get the buffs. After confirming that all the buffs were activated, Zhuoer nodded directly to Luo Wei.
Luo Wei also nodded and started counting down, saying: "Everyone is ready, five, four, three, two, one, let's go!"
Da da da! The little guys who had been prepared long ago rode on their mounts and rushed over closely behind the warriors headed by Luo Wei!
There has been a jingy¨¤n in Yijing before that everyone successfully passed, so the little guys were very excited about the shimedif¨¡ng to stop, so when Luo Wei stopped, the other little guys also got off their mounts at the same time.
??Drow immediately took command and shouted: "You guys, get rid of these little bugs for me! The mage immediately frost nova! Start AoE directly! Give me the treatment! Everyone move quickly! Don't knock people down for no reason!"
"It's over!" the little guys said without looking back.
The legal DPS professions threw Ziji¡¯s spells out at the same time.Ice blue ice cubes and dark red fireballs poured on these bugs!
"Please increase your blood for treatment! Don't kill anyone! Ruguo is about to die, and the treatment can't be increased. Give me some potion and watch Ziji's life!"
While chanting about the blizzard, Drow paid attention to the team's health. Although the whole team got through without any damage last time, there was no guarantee that no one would die this time.
Zhuo was slightly relieved when he saw that the team's blood volume was relatively stable.
Although some people are losing blood, there are still some dead people!
OK! No problem, just keep going!
??Zhuoer looked at the battle situation and yelled in annoyance: "Well done everyone, keep it up! The little bug is about to die, everyone is ready to get on the mount! Get on the mount immediately after leaving the battle! Don't delay!"
"Mingb¨¢i!!" The little guys who continued to work hard responded without raising their heads again.
After the last Vikni Peak was knocked out of its final HP, a line of words flashed across everyone¡¯s eyes.
Get out of the fight!
"Get on the mount!" Drow shouted.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Everyone got on their mounts!
"Let's go!"
Everyone rushes forward again! Others continue to follow suit.
"Xiaowei! Stop! Catch the little bug quickly! The mage immediately casts Frost Nova! Let's just AOE! Everyone, move quickly! The treatment has been added! Don't knock down people anymore!"
"It's happening!"
It was another round of t-yanking monsters, the wizards and warlocks threw spells wildly, and the healers suddenly increased their health. This group of monsters fell clearly again.
This time, my luck is still very good, I am alone!
"Haha, that's great! I'm alone again! Keep going!"
¡°Mingb¨¢i!¡±
The little guys also got excited, encouraged each other, and got on their mounts the moment they got out of the battle. Follow the footsteps of the soldiers and continue to move forward.
The third time we stayed, as usual, the warriors held the mobs, the healers increased the team's health, the legal DPS began to AOE violently, and the melee DPS quickly singled out the elites mixed in with the ordinary mobs!
Watching the little bug¡¯s health drop, Zhuoer continued to encourage: ¡°Come on, everyone! Don¡¯t let anyone die!¡±
"It's over!"
Soon, after clearing the last Vikni Peak again, the team rushed directly to the last section of the road!
"Xiaowei. Stop at the entrance of the passage, pay attention to weizhi, don't make a mistake! We will directly AOE here to kill the last wave of bugs. It's the last wave, everyone, please don't cause problems, just fight me!"
"ok~~!"
Watching the passage come to the end, everyone became excited.
Luo Wei, who had been nervous once, naturally found out that the destination they were going to run to happened to stop at the reservation dif¨¡ng.
The moment he got off the mount, he threw the skill away!
The other DPS started crazy attacks at the same time, and m¨£sh¨¤ng was about to face a new boss. Umeven though I just had sex, it only lasted two minutes. When they were annihilating the group, the tenacious Van Kress' health volume was still 99%, right?
¡°Forget it, let¡¯s not discuss this issue for now, it¡¯s better to clean up these little bugs in front of us first.
After cleaning up these little bugs super efficiently, the little ones sat on the floor and began to recover.
Zall coughed lightly and said: "Okay. Now we are back in front of the tenacious Van Kreis. Although we were wiped out miserably just now, we can still see the skills of this big scorpion. Of course, The premise is that the tenacious Van Kress uses all his skills. Of course, I personally don't like this statement."
The little guys have returned to normal now. They have just returned from the trouble. When it is time to do business, no one can mess around.
While gnawing bread, the poor man Chou said: "Boss, the shihou we just fought against the tenacious Fan Kreis saw a total of four skills, right? The first one will naturally reduce the healing effect by 10%, and at the same time it can It can be superimposed up to ten levels of fatal trauma, and the second skill seems to be summoning, right?"
Zhuoer nodded and said: "Yes, the summoning skill of the tenacious Fankreis can summon two kinds of monsters in total. The first one is the Vecni larvae. These are just ordinary monsters. Although there are quite a lot of them, maybe There are about twenty of them, but these are just small bugs and can be cleaned up casually. However, the second type is more disgusting. It is the elite monster, the Vickney worm. This kind of monster is golden and easy to find. , in quantity, appearanceThere look like three or four of them, right? "
"Yes, boss, I've noticed it, there are four of them in total." Maomaoyu said.
"Well," Zhuoer nodded and said, "The next skill of the tenacious Fankreis is a skill called entanglement. The effect is very simple. It can directly immobilize people."
"Huh? That's not right! I was just pulled away by the boss!" cried the blue-purple sky.
"Eh? Lan Zi, are you being pulled closer to the boss? I am fixed in place!"
The blue-purple sky frowned and said: "Yes, I was pulled for a while, but I was beside the boss. Well, I don't know if it was an illusion. Anyway, when I reacted, the little monster ran to my side."
"Huh? Lan Zi, you don't mean to say that the boss will pull you towards the monster, right?" Someone glared.
The blue-purple sky said angrily: "I'm not sure! As I said just now, I'm not sure if this is really the case or an illusion!"
The little guys fell silent.
Zhuoer said: "Come on, as for whether the boss can pull people, or where to pull people, we will wait and try a few more times to find out!"
"Yeah!" The little guys nodded.
"Now let me talk about the last skill of the tenacious Van Kress, Fury," Zall frowned and said, "About this skill, Xiaowei, what do you think?"
"What do you think?" Luo Wei grinned and said, "How else can I look at it! The tenacious Van Kress's violent skills are very effective. I died in just two clicks!"
Sa Ruo said in p¨¢ngbi¨¡n: "Let me add the effect of the tenacious Fankress's violent skills. It seems to increase the damage by 500% and increase the attack speed by 150%!"
"The damage is so high?" The little guys were startled.
"Otherwise, how do you think we would fail!" Luo Wei said with a bitter smile: "It was almost a second!"
The poor man Chou frowned and said, "But this is very embarrassing!"
Maomaoyu also said: "That's right! The stubborn Van Kress has such a violent skill. It's a cheat! The health of the stubborn Van Kress who just wiped out the group is 99%! It's not 100%. Nine! Why is tur¨¢n so violent for no reason!"
"We don't know either!" Luo Wei frowned and said, "I resisted monsters well at that time, but this scorpion tur¨¢n went berserk!"
The poor man Chou hesitated and said: "Did we fight too slowly just now, so the boss became violent?"
"Huh? The fight was too slow?" The little guys were stunned.
Maomaoyu said angrily: "My family is poor, what do you want to do? How come there is such a restriction on the city? I know you want to say that the war guard Shaltura just now is this kind of boss. If you don't kill the war guard within ten minutes, Shaltura's health will go berserk when it reaches 20%, but the tenacious Fankreis is obviously not a n¨¤me! Even if this boss has this setting, it will never be at 99%. It works, that¡¯s too cheating!¡±
The poor man Chou snorted: "Then what do you think is going on?"
"Aren't I thinking about this?" Maomaoyu frowned, thought for a while and said, "Boss, what do you and your sister-in-law think? We are working hard to use our brains, so don't stop your brains, okay?"
Zhuoer laughed and said, "Didn't I give you a chance to exercise?"
The ugly cat of the poor family rolled his eyes.
The other little guys also let out a low "Tch."
Zhuoer chuckled and said: "We just talked about the four skills of the tenacious Van Kreis. For these four skills, the other three skills are actually meiyoushime. The problem lies in the last skill, Violence, right?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" The little guys nodded.
Jia Pian Chou said: "The skill of Mortal Trauma looks terrible and can reduce the healing effect of T. But for this skill, we can completely switch to T to avoid this skill. The second skill is to summon insects, regardless of the dimension of ordinary monsters. The Kni larvae or the elite monster Vekni worms. Neither of these monsters can cause us too much trouble. They just need the legal DPS to distract themselves to clean them up. The third skill is entangled. For this skill, I am now I still don¡¯t see Shime being scary. Although it can tie people up, the real problem lies in the skill of Fury. The effect increases the damage by 500% and the attack speed by 150%. The boss is still at 150%. Ninety-nine Shihou has been activated! This skill is absolutely abnormal!" (To be continued.) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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