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- The drow looked at the first piece of equipment, Qiraji's Wrath, and said, "Poisonous Weed, it's your turn to take it according to the order, right?"
"Of course!" Poisonous Grass hummed for a long time. When he saw Drow assigning the equipment to his hands, he couldn't help but said: "Boss, do you think this is giving a sweet date to a stick?"
Zhuoer narrowed his eyes and said, "Poisonous weed, you can tell me earlier next time!"
Poisonous Grass rolled her eyes and muttered: "Did my brain get caught in the door panel? I should have told you earlier. If I had said it earlier, the ring would have been gone if I didn't get it!"
"Since you know, shut up!" Zhuoer once again slapped the poisonous weed amid the low laughter of the little guys.
When the poisonous weed was photographed, naturally he could only go to the side and groan. He himself was also surprised, why did he die just now? This luck, as expected, if you want to say goodbye, you must say goodbye!
The drow ignored what the poisonous weed was humming and turned to look at the second piece of equipment, the thick Qiraji belt.
The son of nature asked before the drow could speak: "Boss, is this belt a wild virtue or a thief's uniform?"
Others also looked at Zhuoer.
Zhuoer smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, but in the early days of land reclamation"
"Give priority to thieves, right?" Son of Nature interrupted.
"Yes!" Zhuoer nodded.
The son of nature muttered: "You know you shouldn't dream!"
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The Son of Nature rolled his eyes and said: "At least that will happen after the thieves get it all, it's early!"
Zhuoer did not continue the topic and said with a smile: "Okay, sister Meimei, do you want this thick Qiraji belt?"
"Haha! Of course!" Mei Mei nodded, looking at the new belt with great satisfaction.
Sister Meimei is very satisfied. Others are dissatisfied.
"Boss, are you really starting to do evil?" Bo Bo shouted.
Zall said angrily: "The equipment I just opened is very good! Every one of them is good equipment!"
"I didn't say that!" Maomaoyu waved his hand and said, "But, boss, we only defeated a few bosses in total, and how many pieces of thieves' equipment did you get? You can tell yourself!"
Zhuoer rolled his eyes and said, "If you're worried that I'm playing dirty tricks, come and do it!"
Facing their own boss, the little guys really don't dare to go. On the one hand, it has always been the right of drow to kill the boss corpse. On the other hand, ahem, if you continue to kill the boss, the consequences will be absolutely disastrous. ah!
In response, Maomaoyu faked a smile and said, "Boss. We didn't say this, we just protested!"
"Protest?" Zhuoer raised his eyebrows.
"Yes!" The little guys nodded collectively.
"So?" Zall continued to ask, and looked at each other with Murphy. They had already thought of some possibility. In fact, this is what these little guys are best at.
as expected
"So, we need compensation!" the little guys said firmly.
This time, it¡¯s not just Drow Murphy. Luo Wei, Fu Cha, Ruilin Kongming Lantern, and even Youqing Lily couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths.
As for that? Just because you were tricked by Youqing Lily, you have to do everything possible to get it back?
All right. Zall's "black hand" also gave them a chance!
"How? Okay?" Maomaoyu continued with a fake smile: "We only need to listen to half a chapter. To be precise, we only need to listen to the second half of the fourth chapter of "The Rise of the Tribes"! This compensation is not excessive. Bar?"
¡°Obviously, Maomaoyu was wary of being attacked by Drow because of his previous encounters. Even Youqing Lily was tricked again.
After listening to Maomaoyu, Zhuoer Murphy began to think. According to the "hidden rules" between them, this time Zhuoer obviously "left a clue" for these little guys, so "being blackmailed" was no longer a problem. Nothing more than normal.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? Actually. If they don't "blackmail" Zhuoer Murphy, they will be disappointed!
Therefore, if according to the character of the two people, if they are blackmailing themselves, they will naturally go down the slope and "blackmail" those little guys, and at the same time, they will make a note of these little guys again, and wait. A few days, or if you find an opportunity, cheat them to "relieve your hatred"!
Of course, the consequence of this is that the little guys will not be willing to continue to "find trouble" for them, thus continuing the cycle!
But, this is exactly what they want to see! The two of them have discovered that after more than a year of "games", the little guys from the Bloody Cross Guild have gradually acceptedI came into contact with some reality and came into contact with knowledge that I couldn¡¯t have learned before I left school, even if I didn¡¯t work in the society for a few times! And this is exactly what the two of them want them to learn!
This time is no exception, each other is just a "game"!
But the problem is that this time they want to blackmail Youqing Lily, not themselves!
This made them hesitate. Although the original pure lily has been dyed into a black lily, can she understand the hidden meaning of Drow Murphy? Or do you want them to remind you? But will this affect the child?
While the two were hesitating, Youqing Lily's soft and waxy voice chuckled: "Ah? Use the affairs of the leader's 'Black Hand' as a raft to listen to the story!"
"Hehe! Youqing, is that okay? Anyway, there's only half a chapter left, so just tell me!" the little guys said with playful smiles.
As soon as Youqing Lily opened her mouth, Zall Murphy immediately shut her mouth. They wanted to see how Youqing Lily was growing.
Then I heard Youqing Lily say with a smile: "I want to hear a story! Yes! But the boss has some evil hands. Shouldn't you go to your sister-in-law? What are you doing to me?"
"Uh" The little guys also knew that they really wanted to "compensate", so it was best to go to Murphy instead of Youqing Lily. However, Murphy's pit was not that urgent. The real urgency was It¡¯s half a chapter from Youqing Lily!
From this aspect, it seems that my sister-in-law is really kind!
Youqing Lily saw that the little guys were silent, and smiled and said: "Very good, it seems that you haven't found a reason for me to tell a story! Then, go to your sister-in-law to make compensation! From my side, hehehehehe~ ~~"
"Youqing Lily" ends with a series of laughter of unknown meaning.
sky! please do not! The little guys are all green, if it helps to go to the sister-in-law. Do I still need to find you? God, when did Youqing's sister become so difficult to deal with!
The little guys were complaining secretly, but Zall Murphy nodded with satisfaction.
Very good, it seems that Youqing Lily has really practiced. Even if it is a "game", these little guys have to be taken care of! very good!
There was silence in ts. Only the rapid and subtle sound of keystrokes sounded. Obviously, the little ones were typing to communicate and were eager to find a reason!
Hearing these movements, Youqing Lily laughed mischievously.
According to her nature, when these little ones want to listen to a story, she will definitely agree after a little push-back, but Luo Wei chatted with her privately and told her not to be in such a hurry to tell the story. It sure would be fun to tease them!
Ha ha! Just like what Xiao Wei said, as soon as he said these words, they immediately withered! However, they will definitely not give up so easily, so she will wait and see what excuses these people can find!
Luo Wei was also snickering, Wakaka, let you bully Youqing. Look, is it going to be bad this time?
Fucha Ruilin and Kongming Lantern are also waiting in ts. They all want to see if the little guys who have been "trained" by Zhuoer Murphy for so long have made any progress!
Finally, these little guys are all smart. Several people talked about it, and finally Maomaoyu spoke.
"Ahem! Boss?"
Zhuoer heard Maomaoyu make a sound, calmed himself down, and said with a smile: "I'm here! Maomaoyu. What do you want to say?"
Maomaoyu smiled and said: "Boss, did you just promise to compensate us?"
"Yes!" Zhuoer nodded, admitting this.
Youqing Lily smiled and said: "What? Have you thought of the reason?" Youqing Lily's onlooker status is now strongly activated.
"Hehehehe!" Maomaoyu laughed dryly, ignored Youqing Lily, and said to Zhuoer: "Um. Boss, can the request we just made be invalidated? Make another request?"
Zhuoer Murphy looked at each other, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "A gentleman's words are swift and his horse is whipped! It is not a good behavior to go back on one's word!"
Maomaoyu smiled slyly and said: "But didn't you agree before? Since our request is unacceptable, then we can change the request, right?"
"That's true, so what is your request this time?" Zhuoer Murphy smiled meaningfully.
Hearing that Drow relented, Maomaoyu said proudly: "Boss, our request is to hear the second half of the fourth chapter of "The Rise of the Tribes"! That's all!"
Maomaoyu¡¯s words did not surprise Zhuoer Murphy and others.
Zhuoer laughed and said, "You are quite smart.Just put the pressure on me! "
"Boss! You promised!" Chou Ye, a poor man, said.
Zhuoer Murphy was satisfied with the quick replacement request of the little guys. He turned to look at Luo Wei and saw Luo Wei shrugging his shoulders. He immediately smiled and said: "Yes, Youqing, Maomaoyu and the others." It¡¯s all putting pressure on me, the poor president, what do you think I should do?¡±
Youqing Lily pretended to lament: "Boss, you, the president, can't handle what you said. Naturally, I, a little pastor, can only obey!"
As he said this, Youqing Lily giggled.
Others also laughed at the same time.
As we all know, the result of this "game" seems to be very satisfactory to our boss! Otherwise it wouldn¡¯t be so easy to talk!
The little guys were secretly happy in their hearts.
Zhuoer Murphy is indeed very satisfied. These little guys did not come here in vain.
Youqing Lily¡¯s voice rang.
Something moved and caught his attention. She is a young female sheep who has been fed a summer of fresh grass and berries to make her healthy and full of energy. She seemed very excited, stamping her feet, raising her head with beautiful horns, and dancing happily around the sheep. She didn't seem to want to join the large group, but chose to sleep outside in a more spacious area like one or two brothers.
Durotan couldn't help but grin. This is truly a wonderful gift from the elemental spirits! This is a good sign. The most active and healthy female in the flock does not follow blindly like other sheep, but chooses her own path. While this choice would likely lead to her death, it also gave Durotan a chance to win honor and power. Elemental spirits understand this balance. At least, that's what everyone says.
Durotan waited patiently. Dusk came and went, and the sun gradually set in the west. Submerged in the mountains. When the last ray of sunlight fades, the little warmth it exudes also disappears. Durotan held on to the hunter's patience and continued to wait. Finally, the most restless sheep in the flock folded its long legs and fell asleep together with the other sheep.
Finally, Durotan took action. His limbs were numb. Almost fell. He slowly slipped out of his hiding place and walked down the slope, his eyes never leaving the sleeping female sheep. She lowered her head and breathed evenly, her breath misting in the cold air.
He moved softly and cautiously towards his prey. He couldn't even feel the cold; his anticipation was so fervent and his mind was so concentrated that it drove away all the discomfort in his body. He came closer and closer, but the Tabu ewe was still asleep.
He raised his ax and swung it down.
Her eyes suddenly opened.
She struggled to get up. But the fatal blow had already been struck. At this moment, Durotan wanted to imitate his father and shout a war cry, but he still did not shout out. After all, he did not want to be trampled to death by the sheep full of revenge and anger. The ax blade that he had carefully polished was extremely sharp. It cut through her thick neck and spine like cheese. Blood spurted out, and the warm and sticky liquid splashed all over Durotan. He smiled; staining himself with the blood of his first duli kill was part of the ritual. Now she did that part for him. Another good sign.
He had tried to keep as quiet as possible, but he still heard the sound of the sheep waking up. He turned around quickly. Panting heavily, he roared out that terrifying war cry that he had longed for. The shining ax blade was dimmed with blood. He squeezed the ax handle and roared again.
The Tabu flock hesitated. They told him that if the blow was a clean one, the sheep would flee rather than attack. Because they will instinctively know that there is nothing they can do to help their fallen sister. He hoped it was true. If they attacked, he might be able to knock down one or two, but in the end he would not be able to escape the fate of falling under the hooves of the sheep.
They moved. They retreated, turned, and ran in unison. He watched them run up the hill. They disappeared over the top of the slope, leaving only a series of hoof prints on the snow as proof that they had been here.
Durotan lowered the axe, panted, raised the ax high again, and let out a roar of victory. Tonight, his empty belly will be filled with flesh and blood, and the soul of the Tabu sheep will enter his dreams. Tomorrow morning, he will return to his clan as a grown man, ready to take on responsibilities and serve the clan.
Be prepared to lead your clan one day.
"Why can't you ride a wolf?" Durotan asked impatiently, staring at her like a child.
"Because this is the way of the ancestors." Mother Kashur said briefly, giving the boy a slap in the face in annoyance. Durotan was young and strong, and the long journey to the Holy Mountain was too difficult for him.This is nothing. But she was different; she was old and frail, and she would be grateful if she could ride on her huge black wolf, Dreamwalker. But the ancient tradition is sacrosanct, and as long as she can still walk, she will continue to walk. Durotan lowered his head in approval, and the old man and the young man continued to move forward.
Although in recent years, she has felt more and more powerless every time she embarked on this road, this time Aunt Kashur was driven away by a kind of excitement that drove away the pain and fatigue in her body. She has led countless boys and girls through this journey to complete the final part of the becoming ceremony, but she has never seen a young man summoned by name by the soul of his ancestors. She has grown old but has not lost her curiosity.
??For young people, it only takes a few hours to reach the destination, while for the elderly it takes almost a day. When dusk gradually fell, the Holy Mountain finally appeared in sight. Mother Kashur looked up at the familiar outline of the Holy Mountain and couldn't help but smile. The ridge of the Washuku is not as jagged as other mountain ranges; its peak is a perfect triangle. Its exquisite surface reflects the sun's rays and shines like crystal, completely different from the surrounding landforms. Long, long ago, it descended from the sky, and the souls of the ancestors were immediately attracted to it; because of this, the orcs built their dwellings under its sacred shadow. No matter what disputes and differences the souls of those ancestors had during their lives, they are one in this mountain. She knew she would return here soon, but no longer as a hobbling, aging woman. This would be her last visit in this decrepit body; next time, Kashur would come as one of the spirits. Flying like a bird, my heart is carefree and my soul is refreshed.
"What's the matter, Clan Mother?" Durotan asked, his young voice full of concern. She blinked, bringing her wandering thoughts back to reality. Smiled at him.
"It's nothing." She assured him sincerely.
When they reached the foot of the mountain, the setting sun had been replaced by deep night shadows. They plan to camp here tonight and start climbing at dawn tomorrow. Durotan was wrapped in the fur of the Tabu female sheep that he had just killed recently and fell asleep first. Mother Kashur looked at him lovingly. His dreams must be the innocence of a young man who is inexperienced in the world. As for her, she will not dream tonight; if she wants to accept the teachings of her ancestors tomorrow, her mind must remain absolutely clear.
The climb along the long mountain road was more tiring than the long journey from home to the bottom of the mountain; Kashur was grateful to have the support of his own solid walking stick and Durotan's strong arms. But today, her steps seemed more steady than usual, and her breathing was smoother. It was as if the soul of her ancestors was pulling her forward, supporting her old body with the power of her soul.
They stopped before the sacred cave. The opening is a perfect oval, embedded in the smooth surface of the sacred mountain. Kashur felt as if he had entered the womb of the earth, just like always. Durotan tried to look brave, but in the end he just looked a little nervous. She didn't smile. He should be nervous. He came to the Holy Land in response to a call from a long-dead ancestor, and even she couldn't remain indifferent to this.
She lit a bunch of hay, which gave off a spicy and sweet smell. She waved the bundle of grass in her hand. Let the smoke envelope Durotan to purify him. Subsequently. She took out a small leather bag with a stopper, which contained the blood that Durotan's father had given for this ritual. She smeared blood on him, put her thin hand on his flat and lowered eyebrow, muttered a blessing in a low voice, and nodded.
"You also know that almost all people who are summoned to the ancestors have embarked on the path of shamanism." She said seriously. Durotan opened his brown eyes and nodded. "I don't know what will happen. Maybe nothing will happen. But if something does happen, you should know how to behave and show due respect to our beloved deceased."
Durotan swallowed his saliva and nodded again. He took a deep breath. Standing up straight, at this moment, Kashur saw the shadow of the future clan leader in his yet-to-be tempered figure.
They entered the cave together, Kasur walking in front and lighting the torches lining the walls. Orange firelight reflected the spiraling downward path, which had been smoothed by years of orc feet. Several steps appear on the road from time to time to make the pilgrims' steps more stable. This acupuncture point is always cool and pleasant, and it is warmer than the outdoors in winter. Kashur's hand touched the wall, recalling the scene when he first came here many years ago, recalling how he entered the tunnel with his mother's blood on his face, his eyes wide open in surprise and anticipation, and his heart beating wildly. .
Finally, the road stopped going down. Further forward, there are no more torches on the wall. Durotan looked at her in confusion.
¡°We don¡¯t have to bring fire to the ancestors,¡± Kashur explained. They walked onto the smooth road ahead and headed into the darkness. Durotan was not afraid, but when they stepped out of the warmth of the fireAt this time, there was indeed a trace of doubt on his face.
They have walked into the darkness where they can't see anything. Kashur took Durotan's hand and led him forward. His stubby, strong fingers gently held her hand. Even in this situation, he didn't hold my hand tightly for fear of hurting me, she thought. The next leader of the Frostwolf Clan has a caring heart.
They move forward in silence. Then just like the dawn after a long night, a faint light quietly enveloped the two of them. Kashur could vaguely see the outline of the young man next to her. He was younger than her by an unknown number of years, but he already had the majestic body of a mature man. They continued to move forward, and with each step the light grew stronger. Kashur looked at Durotan. She was already familiar with the strange scene in the cave where the souls of the ancestors lived; now, she wanted to see Durotan's reaction even more.
He opened his eyes wide, looked around, and took a deep breath. Light emitted from a pool of water in the cave, seeming to cover everything with a soft silver veil. Everything in the cave was smooth and soft, with a faint shimmer. There were no abrupt ridges or rough surfaces. Kashur felt that familiar, pure peace flowing through her body, just like always. She quietly let Durotan watch his fill. The cave is extremely huge, larger than the drum and dance halls of Koshharg. Countless tunnels line its walls, leading to places Kasur has never dared to set foot. It should be this big, otherwise how could it hold the souls of every orc who ever lived in the world? She walked towards the pool, and he followed her, watching her every move. She put down the package she was carrying and motioned for him to do the same. Kashur carefully took out several water bags and opened them one by one. He murmured a prayer and poured the water from the bag into the shining pool.
"When we set out, you asked why we brought these water bags." She told Durotan softly. "Because the water in this place does not belong here. From a long time ago, we began to dedicate holy water to the souls of our ancestors. Every time we come here, we must contribute to the holy pool. But the water in the holy pool never looks like ordinary water. I can¡¯t explain why the water in the cave evaporated like that. This is the power of the Mountain of Souls.¡±
After emptying the water bag, she sat down by the pool and stared into the deep water. Durotan imitated her movements. She looked at her reflection in the water to make sure they were both in the right position. At first. She could only see her and Durotan's faces; their features reflected in the glowing water, looking like ghosts.
Then, another figure joined them. Grandfather Talkra appeared out of thin air beside her, his reflection in the water as clear as the two of them. She met his reflection's eyes and smiled knowingly.
She raised her head and looked at him. Durotan was still staring at the water, as if he wanted to find the answer inside. Kashur's heart sank slightly, but he immediately scolded himself secretly. If Durotan cannot become a shaman, this matter cannot be changed. Even if he does not follow the path of a shaman. He was destined to be a leader from birth, and he would definitely have a bright future.
¡°I don¡¯t know how many generations of great-granddaughters there are,¡± Talkra said. His tone had never been so gentle. "You brought him here at my request."
The old man¡¯s nihilistic soul leaned on an equally nihilistic cane and walked slowly around Durotan. The young orc still stared at the pool. Kashur looked at them intently. One was the deceased ancestor of the Frostwolf clan, and the other was the young man who would inherit the position of clan leader. Durotan shuddered and looked around. Obviously wondering why the air suddenly became colder. Kashur smiled silently. Although he could not see the souls of his ancestors, he could feel Tal'Kra's presence.
"You can't see him," she said sadly.
Durotan raised his head suddenly, his nose twitching. He stood up quickly, in the dim light of the cave. His fangs look a bit blue, and his skin is tinted with a green tint.
"Yes, Clan Mother, Ican't see him. The soul of the ancestorsis he here?"
"Yes, he is right next to you." Kashur said. She turned to Tal'Kra's spirit, "As you asked, I brought him here. What do you see in him?"
Durotan swallowed hard and stood up straight. The ancestral spirits paced thoughtfully around him.
"I feel something." Talkra said. "I thought he would become a shaman, but since he can't see me now, he will never be able to take that path. However, although he cannot communicate with the ancestral spirits or call for the aid of the elemental spirits, He was still born with an extraordinary mission. He will become a great man of the Frostwolf clan a great man of the entire orc clan."
"He will become a hero?" Kashur asked, holding his breath. Every orc will strive to abide by the principles of bravery and glory, but only a few can have their names engraved in history and praised by future generations. Hear herAfter saying this, Durotan took a breath, with an expectant expression on his face.
"I can't tell," Talkra said, frowning slightly. "Teach him well, Kashur, for one thing is certain: his blood will bring salvation."
Talkra stretched out a disembodied hand and caressed Durotan's cheek with a tenderness he had never experienced before. Durotan's eyes widened, and Kashur could see that he was trying hard to resist the instinct to retreat, to control himself from shrinking under the touch of his soul.
Immediately, Talkra disappeared like steam. Kashur staggered - she always forgot how the power of the ancestor's soul helped her support her aging body. Durotan stepped to her side and held her arm. She was grateful for the strength of the young man.
"Ancestral mother, are you okay?" he asked. She grabbed his arm and nodded. His first concern was still her, not what his ancestors said about him. She considered her words and decided not to say those words to Durotan. Although Durotan has a rational mind and a kind heart. She still didn't dare take any chances. Such a prophecy is enough to corrupt the most innocent heart.
His bloodline will bring salvation.
"I'm fine," she said with relief, "It's just that this old bone is useless, and the power of the ancestors is so powerful."
"I really wish I could see him," Durotan said with a hint of longing in his voice. "Butbut I know, I feel him."
"Indeed. This is already a height that most people cannot reach." Kashur said.
"Ancestral mothercan you tell me what he said? About - about me becoming a hero?"
He wanted to appear calm and mature, but his words still contained a hint of pleading. She doesn't blame him, after all, who doesn't want to leave a name in history? Who doesn¡¯t want their story to be told? If he didn't think this way, he wouldn't be an orc.
¡°Grandpa Talkra said he wasn¡¯t sure,¡± she said frankly. Durotan nodded, cleverly hiding his disappointment. She originally just wanted to say this, but something prompted her to speak again: "You have a mission to complete. Durotan, son of Galad. Before completing your mission, don't die foolishly in battle."
He chuckled, "Only a fool can't help the clan, but I intend to serve the people well."
"In this case, future patriarch," Kashur also smiled, "you'd better start thinking about finding a partner."
So since the two of them went out, Durotan showed a completely panicked expression for the first time. Kashur laughed.
Chapter 4 of "The Rise of the Horde" is finally finished. It doesn't sound like a lot, but the little ones were very happy. After all, this plot is finally over, right?
Zhuoer looked at the little guys who were all relieved, shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Okay, are you satisfied with the story? It's time for us to continue!"
¡°Yes~~~¡± the little guys agreed and started to prepare to go back.
Of course, this is also very troublesome!
Look at the passage in front of you. To be precise, there are a large number of bugs in the passage, the common monster Vikni Peak that is all black, and the larger elite monster Vikni Soldier that is all blue!
Everyone has to do one action, take a deep breath!
The poor man Chou touched his chin and said, "This is our second fight, right? Why don't you tell me the specific method of fighting?"
Zhuoer rolled his eyes and said: "We fought for this channel of mine for several hours last time! Did you forget it so quickly?"
"Forgot? How is it possible?" The little guys shook their heads in unison and said, "We just need your explanation, boss, to deepen our memory? Boss, okay?"
There is nothing wrong with what the little guys said, but the intonation, why does it sound weird?
Zhuoer knew very well that these little guys were obviously starting to dig holes for him, and he ignored them at the moment, but smiled and said: "I will say it again if you don't mention it! Don't worry, after all, we have just come into contact here, right?" "
"Zhuoer said, but secretly sighed in his heart, these little guys are reacting faster and faster! I originally planned to deceive a few people while they hadn't recalled the memory of this passage, but now it's good, tsk!
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"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" The little guys nodded.
Zhuoer continued: "Through this channelThe method is very simple. First, everyone gets on their mounts, and then the warriors take the lead. The others follow closely and rush forward together for a while, then stop and start cleaning up the bugs! After cleaning up these little bugs, continue walking back for a while and clean up a batch of small bugs, and repeat this way on this road. It should be noted that when we rush in to clean up these little bugs, we need to pay attention to the following points. First, when rushing in, the warrior should take the lead, so as to resist beatings. Second, everyone must follow the big group. Steps, don¡¯t be knocked down. The third point is what healers should pay attention to. We have never been here, but the section of road we just saw cannot be completed in one go. Therefore, healers must increase the health of the team. There is no way to save the dead here! In addition, everyone should try to ensure that the network is stable, otherwise it will easily get stuck, and in that case, it will be no different from a dead person. "After saying a lot in one breath, Zhuoer gasped slightly and said: "Do you understand what I said? "
The little guys were silent for a while, and then they said: "I understand!"
Zhuoer nodded and said: "Very good, now that everyone understands, let's all buff together and prepare to rush! Well, by the way, Xiaowei, do you still remember the safer position at the end?" , Zhuoer still knew what was going on, and he was a little worried that Luo Wei had forgotten the safe position when he rushed out of the passage.
Luo Wei nodded and said, "Don't worry, second brother, I still remember it!"
"That's good," Zhuoer nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "In that case, when everyone rushes out of the passage, remember to follow Xiaowei closely! Don't overtake him, you know, tenacious Van Kress has a very wide field of vision, you will add it if you are not careful!"
"Boss, we know!" The little guys continued to nod.
In fact, as Zhuoer just said, through this channel, the memory in their minds has been almost restored, and they will probably have the same ideas when they fight monsters next!
After everyone was ready, the elite group was headed by the soldiers such as Luo Wei and Sa Ruo's Lament, and rushed into the passage at Zhuoer's order.
He didn't march far in the passage. After seeing the two elite Vicni soldiers, Drow immediately shouted: "Okay! Okay, don't go any further. Although most of them are ordinary bugs, There are two elite bugs here. You guys must pull them out for me. Don¡¯t let them hit the rest of us! Heal them and increase their health! The mage immediately frost nova! After leaving a few steps, directly AOE ! Everyone, move faster, the AOE is slow and the bugs will be refreshed soon. After cleaning up, as soon as you get out of the battle, get on your horse and leave without ink. If anyone falls behind, I will deduct dkp. If you do this again, you will be directly Come out as a substitute."
"I know!" Zhuoer's words directly made the little guys move super fast!
After all, it¡¯s just a DKP deduction, it¡¯s really embarrassing for someone who is so talented!
The mage's Stormwind City and the warlock's Rain of Fire crashed down instantly, and the health of the insects in front of them began to drop.
"Increase blood during treatment! Don't kill anyone!"
"Speed ??up the dps!"
"Hold these little bugs! The thieves will single-click to kill these elite monsters!"
Zhuoer kept directing, and soon, after the last insect of the first wave rolled over, 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 immediately!
"Let's go!"
Following Zall¡¯s cry, Luo Wei took the lead and rushed forward!
The others immediately followed! In a place like this, once you are separated from the team, you will definitely be dead!
After running forward for a while, Zhuoer shouted again.
"Xiaowei! Stop! Stop the little bug quickly! The mage immediately casts Frost Nova! Let's just AOE! Everyone moves quickly! The treatment has been added! Don't kill people!"
"Know it!"
Although today is the first time to enter this channel, the little guys have been killed here many times. As long as there are no problems with the network of the little guys, it is almost impossible to kill anyone!
This is what¡¯s going on in front of you, there are two waves of monsters in a row. No one was killed last time, and it seems to be the same this time!
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