"If they are smart enough, they should recognize the reality early and come to us to fight to the death, so that they can have a chance to escape before the headquarters comes.]." In order to make people feel at ease, middle-aged man Lin Shengtian I have already told the masked man William. But as time went by, the opponent never showed up. His confident face turned slightly blue. The rats were too cowardly to ask for a fight. If they continued like this, they would certainly die. However, if they activated Catherine's Royal Sign without permission and did not end the fight before the headquarters people arrived, they would inevitably be criticized and ridiculed. ? Or is this what they had in mind? Forcing yourself to be agitated, then spread out to hunt, and then defeat them step by step? That would be too ridiculous. Although the rats only know how to hide, they should at least understand how big a gap there is between B-level people, even if they are just newbies, and people below B-level. If there is no opponent of the same level to hold him back, even if he is constantly being lured away from the mountain and takes the time to kill all his subordinates, what will happen? If the remaining combat power of this team is 100, then he alone accounts for 85, or even more than 90. This is also the reason why he didn¡¯t care about the life and death of his non-direct team members before. Even if it was a sneak attack, without the interference and cover of opponents of the same level, it would be impossible to escape the perception of the field. Or maybe you just want to change the battlefield and use the various defense systems in the inheritance land to limit yourself? This is somewhat possible. Lin Shengtian¡¯s decree lines curled up again. He doesn¡¯t know as much information about the place of inheritance as Qingyi Bamboo, but at least he knows that there are tombs of royal families from past dynasties, and they should be properly protected. If the defense system of the tomb is as powerful as the one that stores the knowledge artifact, then it will be a bit tricky. But it¡¯s just tricky. Still thinking about it, Lin Shengtian suddenly frowned. "Prying into the devil's eye?" "I'm going to die for this sneaky trick!" He punched out his right fist fiercely, bringing up streams of air and blasting directly into the void on the left. A small sound of glass breaking was heard. The strange feeling that had just surged in William's heart disappeared. "You dare to show off with such a small trick?" Lin Shengtian snorted coldly, "Follow me, go to the royal tomb and catch these rats." Although he looks like a martial artist, Lin Shengtian's heart is also very delicate and cautious. Looking into the Demon Eye shows that the rats don't even know the strength of themselves and others. "All plans and arrangements change with the change of the opponent's strength. This is also the basis of all strategies. If you don't even know this, it means that the previous silence is not planning how to set up a trap. It's just a matter of pure fear! Therefore, we need to attack quickly now, before they have time to arrange anything. "However, he forgot that when there is only one arrangement you can make, the strength of the enemy can be completely ignored. "Four warlocks, two spiritualists, and two knights. They are all estimated to be D-level. There is also a sniper gunner. With special bullets, the attack power may reach C-level or even C+. There are also six healers with little combat power. Priest. An unidentified official member with unknown combat power. "I'm not very impressed by that middle-aged man. He was probably promoted after the decisive battle. The punch that destroyed the magic eye only showed that he had good strength. The range of the perception field is about five meters, and it should be able to extend to thirteen meters at full strength, which is a standard B-level entry level. "But it seems that it is not at its peak state." Before being destroyed, the enemy's information was still faithfully transmitted back. With Gu Cheng, who has keen observation, and Qing Yi Zhuse, who is extremely knowledgeable about game information, the two of them cooperated and roughly analyzed the opponent's combat power level just by looking at it a few times. "How about it, do you have confidence in a sword?" Gu Cheng smiled: "Is there any way out? If you don't have confidence, you have to go forward." He took a deep breath: "Stimulated by your prying eyes, they I guess I'll be here right away, so I'll hide you as soon as possible." Qingyi Zhuse returned with an "ok" gesture. Ten minutes later, the alliance group was gradually approaching the mausoleum area. Lin Shengtian walked in the front without hesitation. Although he was not too tall, he still looked extremely majestic and domineering with his unruffled and powerful aura. Close behind him was William, the masked man. Most of his strength is on that giant robot, like?When my beloved baby is scrapped, I am also half scrapped. Although Lin Shengtian didn¡¯t have much favorable impressions of William, who was not his direct subordinate, he was a member of the alliance after all, and he didn¡¯t want to see him die at the hands of the more hateful rats, so he kept him by his side as a form of protection. The six devout believers were sandwiched between spiritualists and warlocks, with the only remaining knight standing behind. When we first entered the land of inheritance, faced with an attack that was like divine punishment, the priests who jointly prayed for God's surrender had long lost their fighting power. They rested for a long time and swallowed many potions, but they could only barely recover a little bit. Asking them to follow is more because they are afraid that they will be killed in time. They are different from those warlocks and spiritualists. They are backed by a powerful sect and a powerful god that only the chairman can fight against. The alliance does not want to have too much trouble with them. After all, when the opponent cannot be found, Lin Shengtian, a B-level strongman, is the safest. Walking into the long mausoleum corridor and looking around, Lin Shengtian breathed a sigh of relief. He doesn¡¯t have any nostalgia for the past now. He just sees that these tombs are so low-grade and completely different from what he imagined. He feels that he doesn¡¯t need to worry too much anymore. At this moment, a melancholy and sad sound of the flute suddenly came to mind. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????. If you were an ordinary person, you would probably be frightened to death immediately and lose your mind. What¡¯s even more horrifying is that this song is not only sad in mood. As the sound of the flute circulated, everyone present seemed to have fallen into a fantasy. They saw the north wind howling under the cold weather, the sun was dim, the flying canopies were broken, and the weeds withered. They saw the scenes of swords still facing each other in this desperate situation, fighting hard. Fighting, burning up all the blood and energy, trying to gain a glimmer of life, only to get the tragic sight of dead bones buried in nothingness. The living beings are resentful and the ghosts are howling. Hatred and resentment are layered one after another. I hate the cruelty of the enemy, the cold heart of the general, and the injustice of the sky! Under the impact of this hatred, those warlocks, spiritualists, and knights all felt that their brains were in chaos, and blood filled their vision. Some felt that they had become soldiers on the desperate battlefield. Only by cutting down others could they have any hope of survival. , and some recalled all the evil things that others around them had done to them, and felt that only killing could get justice for themselves! There were even more innocent souls wailing, and ripples appeared on the gates of every tomb. It seems that some sealed evil ghost will finally appear in the world under the stimulation of this music! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!