Chapter 589 588. Such fighting intensity, it will come up after just scratching it - more updates [3030]

(Added update for the brothers ‘Little Rag who doesn’t eat fish’ [5/5])

The death match on the Black Flame Pass has undoubtedly become the hottest topic in the entire camp in recent days. As the Transians stay on the "Blood Flag Highlands" for longer and longer, even

The elf rangers, who had always been indifferent, couldn't help but participate in the discussion and spread of this matter.

At first, many people felt that although the Transians were brave, their provocative behavior was just like seeking death.

Even the gnolls in the Dark Mountains couldn't kill them. They actually attracted the wandering gnolls, made them violent, and then fought with them like crazy.

This is simply an abstract act that goes beyond performance art.

However, in the face of the facts, many of the guys who used to make sarcastic remarks have shut up. Today is already the third day. Jackal scouts are constantly attacking there, but so far no Jackal has been able to get close to the highland flag.

It had been flying there proudly for three days, and the group of seemingly tireless Transians had also been fighting there for three days.

The number of gnolls killed by them has exceeded a thousand, making the skull tower under the blood flag look so spectacular.

The most terrifying thing is that these madmen have not changed their defenses once in three days, and they are still the first batch of people to pass by. Although their number has been reduced from more than 500 to 200 people, not only have they not been killed or fought

Beaten by exhaustion, it becomes more deadly as time goes by.

This thing seemed so majestic and so simple that in the early morning of the fourth day, in addition to the Blood Flag Highlands, there were seven more slaves in the large area outside the Black Flame Pass.

The "frontline sentry post" created by imitating a cat and a tiger.

Of course it is impossible for Hu Congjun to do such a thing spontaneously.

It seems that Lord Heather has clearly seen the morale improvement that holding on to that highland can bring to the position, so she acquiesced to the warriors under her command who pursued victory and glory to imitate the warriors' tactics.

Outstanding effect!

In just one morning, more than eleven battles broke out at the seven sentry posts except Blood Flag Highland!

Obviously, the jackals were really angered.

This kind of lunatic Transcian people who regard death as nothing can forget about going crazy. You guys will also go crazy too. Aren't you a little too underestimated of our "black disaster"?

The result of the eleven battles was that four outposts were destroyed after less than three hours, but the remaining three successfully stood until noon. When the battle report came back, the position was filled with carnival-like cheers again, which also made

The handicap opened by the Blood Rat Gang in private became even more popular.

Everyone is betting on how long Blood Flag Heights and other outposts can hold out.

Everyone knows that this persistence is unsustainable.

In the past three days, the frequency and number of Jackal scouts have been increasing rapidly. Soon a battle will break out at the Black Flame Pass. By that time, even if the Transians are desperate, they must withdraw their positions for defense.

Fighting.

At this time, the first battle group guarding the Blood Flag Highlands also thought so.

As a commander, Brother Meow Meow is now no different from a savage. In the past three days, except for the necessary offline rest every morning, he has spent almost all his online time on position defense, even if he has a game helmet that comes with it.

With the sleep connection function, such high-intensity “playing games” still makes Mew Miao, a middle-aged man, exhausted.

The same goes for other people on the battlefield. The most energetic student party members can no longer stand it.

"No wonder the development team set a maximum time of five days for each rotation. I thought it was some kind of weird prank, but I didn't expect that they took our mental state into consideration."

Cheche, who was covered in blood but didn't even bother to clean it up with cleaning skills, was sitting on the edge of the high ground. While mechanically stuffing dried meat into his mouth to increase his satiety, he complained to Ah Yu, who was about to fall asleep next to him.

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"This fucking thing is not something normal people can do at all. I have never felt that fighting is such a tiring job. To be honest, killing jackals is so hard that I almost vomit. How about we withdraw at noon? Let's do that.

The second battle group is coming over. Now I need to go offline, take a shower and walk around the house a few times.

If I keep playing, my mother will go berserk, and she might even send me to detox from Internet addiction."

"Okay! We'll switch defenses after another three to five hours."

Brother Miao Miao is actually very tired.

However, in view of the commander's duties, he could not take the initiative to mention the retreat. At this time, Lu Xi smoothly agreed to Che Che's suggestion. Others also nodded, and even the most fanatical combatants were unable to refute.

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Especially Mrs. Water, who is the main healer.

This "player beauty aunt" has become intolerable about her personal hygiene. She must immediately go offline to clean herself up carefully, put on a mask, and have a comfortable SPA.

"But it's getting tiring. My potential release bar is almost 50%."

The Meow Shark next to him was trimming his arrows and proudly whispered in the private communication of the six-person dormitory group:

"This newly condensed ancestral power, the Blood Arrow, is so easy to use. Every time you use it, you have a high probability of causing an instant kill. Fighting ordinary monsters is almost the same as playing. Just aim at the eye and hit it to end the battle.

This kind of ancestral power is just like elite skills, it feels great."

"Hey, what's so proud about being only 50%?"

Che Che sarcastically said:

"Sister Lanhua is almost 80%. She said that she may awaken the second ancestral power for protection. This fully shows that each person can have more than one of these BUG skills. I think if it reaches 100%,

Maybe there are three."

"The jackals are here again!"

Just as several people were communicating about the conditions for triggering and condensing the power of ancestors, a broken gong sounded from high in the sky.

That's Little Rich Man and his Manticore.

Little Rich Man, who was originally a civilized and elegant person, has now become like a savage. He has been shouting a lot in the past few days as a high-altitude patrol, making his voice hoarse.

At Brother Xiaofu's reminder, the last two hundred or so people on the position immediately got up.

In this kind of high-intensity defensive battle, those who can survive until now are definitely novices. In fact, Mengxin cannot adapt to this kind of intensity of confrontation. Although they killed all the jackals and wolves in three days, but

The super high attributes of the local gnolls still make Meng Xin miserable.

But there are also benefits.

The skills and levels of these guys have improved rapidly, and even a dozen newbies successfully completed the Black Iron Trial in yesterday's battle, which is much faster than working hard outside to complete tasks.

"This wave is over! If we win this wave, we will switch to defense!"

Brother Miao Miao shouted to his battle group:

"Now our support score is almost 2,700! Try to get 4,000, and during the next rotation, just call Mrs. Trish to come over and take charge of the overall situation.

Brothers, this is the last battle, you can get off work after the battle, cheer me up!"

he roared.

However, all the brothers and sisters were very tired by now, and no one responded to him at all.

But although no one responded, the players responded extremely quickly.

After more than three days of continuous fighting, the running-in between them has improved rapidly, like a well-operated gear machine. When the wave of jackals in front of them pounced fiercely, a standard defensive counterattack formation was completed.

The ruthless horse bug in the front row yawned. He hid most of his body behind the shield, and the sharp blade in his hand was ready to go. He was just waiting for the first wave of gnolls to hit them and launch a counterattack to kill them.

This is the most labor-saving way to fight.

He thought well, but something happened this time.

"boom"

The wolf-man barbarian soldiers who came in like a wolf collided with the shield of the wolf. The huge push made the wolf's eyes widen in an instant. He was knocked off and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"No! This power is elite! Be careful, brothers, this wave is full of sperm!"

The last cry stayed in the endless darkness brought about by the blow of the sword.

Ma Chachou jumped up on the sofa at home, pulled off his helmet and wanted to roar. He obviously made it to the end, but the boat capsized in the gutter, but his anger was forced to endure at the last moment.

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Because he is not the only one at home, his wife, who has been confirmed to be pregnant, is still resting in the bedroom.

If he wakes his wife up, he will suffer a lot today.

"Forget it, let's take a shower first."

Ma Chachou beat his chest depressedly, threw down the game helmet and went to take a shower. After he left the living room, the bedroom door quietly opened, and Mrs. Ma Chachou stared at the game helmet thrown on the sofa with strange eyes.

She had long been dissatisfied with her husband wearing this helmet all day long except for daily activities and taking care of her. She asked him what he was playing with but he didn't tell her. He considered this piece of shit so precious that he wouldn't let her touch it.

"Well, let me see what you're doing?"

The bare-footed Madam Macharcus quietly stepped forward, picked up the helmet and put it on her head after hesitation.

As a professional elite, she was originally not interested in these things, but now that the pandemic has caused the city to be closed and she is pregnant again, she is bored to death every day.

"Huh? It's directly bound to DNA? Is it so advanced? How much did this bastard spend on this thing? Does he still have a small treasury?"

Mrs. Macchabug stared at the interface in front of her that could not be unlocked and was a little discouraged.

But just when she was about to give up, a prompt popped up on the front interface.

It showed that she could fill out the test application and get her own gaming helmet. They also gave her a physical examination and listed her physical fitness in a decent manner. She even reminded her to take folic acid and maintain certain activities to ensure that
To be continued...