Chapter 98 97. The top three in the group are always appetizing. Damn it! What the hell is this? [3760]

(Additional update for the brothers of ‘The Want of Midsummer’ [2/5])

"Fuck! The design of this BOSS is too outrageous. There is no hard berserk mechanism but soft berserk instead of soft berserk when the remaining health is left? There will be six finely crafted gargoyles at once in the final stage?

Who can resist this motherfucker!"

In the second hall, amidst the mess, Happy Stick, whose head was still bleeding, was sitting on the body of the gargoyle leader that had been beaten into a pile of rubble.

He looked at the player's corpse being restrained in front of him and felt frustrated.

Everything was going smoothly, but at the last moment I didn't have time to adjust my position, and the monster swooped into the crowd.

It was a massacre!

"How many died?"

He took a breath and asked in a low voice while accepting the rejuvenating wind thrown by Brother Mewmew to heal the wound.

"Seven people died and two were seriously injured. Fortunately, the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry brothers reacted quickly and withstood the impact from both sides, otherwise we would still have suffered."

Brother Mingmiao patted him on the shoulder and said:

"The ones who died were all new players. Their equipment skills were poor and their reactions were not up to par. The health bar in this game was just paper. They thought they could hit them twice but were taken away by the mobs with a few claws.

Do not blame you.

Your command is good enough, but it is purely due to the unclear BOSS mechanism.

This damn game has too heavy a death penalty and too much emphasis on reality, so there is no such thing as a timeline. It all relies on improvisation.

But to be honest, the difficulty of the first dungeon is really not high. Let alone 60 people, I think 20 people can withstand it, provided that skills, equipment and levels are all indispensable.

Right now our strength is still low."

"Um."

Happy Stick nodded and glanced behind him.

Sister Pomegranate, who is recognized as the "little red hand", is touching the corpse. She is constantly looking for usable materials from the collapsed corpse of the gargoyle leader, while the dump truck guy who is responsible for recording the DKP next to him is using a special psychic bag in full view of the public.

Then put those available items into it.

This is the benefit of real games!

There is no design for picking up and binding the equipment, so we can wait until the dungeon is completed before discussing the distribution issue.

This is also the disadvantage of real games!

This big gargoyle BOSS cannot have weapons that can be equipped by players or drop from it.

The whole body is covered with stones, and there is nowhere to put it if it falls. I only see some pieces of armor and strange stones that can be exchanged for Mrs. Trish, the alchemist, for some pocket money.

"Brother Bang! There is a switch for the structure in the security room on the second floor!"

Good Pigeon discovered something while exploring the second floor, and lay on the railing and shouted below:

"The eldest lady left simple operation instructions. Quickly bring up the psychic gargoyle core dropped by the BOSS. We can now control all the gargoyle structures in the entire dungeon."

"good!"

Brother Bang's eyes lit up, he stood up and said:

"With the support of the gargoyles, there will be more tactics to choose from. Let's rest for a few minutes and prepare to continue. I estimate that the elite blood vultures required for the achievement will be in the next area. If the next BOSS is still this strong, we will

It shouldn’t be a big problem for these people to clear the level.”

Happy Stick made such a judgment very optimistically, and then they activated the remaining structures in the dungeon and assigned them to each small player as a temporary follower.

These constructs require psychic manipulation.

Ordinary players can only issue vague instructions through calculation orbs, but full-time psychics like Miao Miao, Cheche and Gebao can control them more precisely, and even bring two at once.

They feel their strength has greatly increased.

So after the NPCs of the Cadman Self-Rescue Army took over the defense line in the second hall, they confidently advanced into the main building of the Blood Vulture Corridor. But within ten minutes, the players were attacked by the elusive and crazy elites of the family.

The vampires killed eight of them in a sneak attack and then retreated in embarrassment.

"Fuck! There is definitely something wrong with the numerical design of this monster, right?"

Happy stick people are almost stupid.

He jumped on the spot angrily and cursed:

"Why is it that the strength of the mobs in the second area has caught up with the BOSS in the first area? Is this really reasonable? The general strength of those mobs and vampires is at the black iron level!

There is also the crazy enhancement of the astral psychic energy. We can’t even keep up with others’ speed, and we will almost be killed instantly when we touch them. What a slap in the face! Is there something wrong with the development team?

This is already an obvious work error, right?"

"Is there a possibility, Brother Bang?"

The equally gray-faced Good Pigeon came over, pointed at the black gravel in the hall with a strange expression, and said to the Happy Stick:

"Maybe the gargoyle we just fought wasn't a BOSS? It was just a rare monster in the dungeon."

"Zhuo, when you say that, it seems possible!"

Happy Stick people were shocked.

But when he thought about it carefully, he came back to his senses. He rubbed his chin and said:

"Wait a minute, I suddenly realized a problem. Perhaps this is another option very similar to the desperate situation in Smuggler's Wood. The development team wants us to realize that we cannot use ordinary ideas to solve this real copy.

By the way, there shouldn't be so many of our own NPCs in a normal dungeon, but now there are not only camp militias but also elite units like witch hunters, so the real way of playing in this dungeon shouldn't be for us to rush in headfirst.

The difference in strength is too big!

I think our real responsibility should be to assist NPCs, so the development team specially arranged a process BOSS here. The purpose is to give us temporary followers like gargoyle structures, so that we can complete our work more conveniently.

Enemy!

That makes sense.

Brother Meow Meow, hurry up and reorganize your manpower. Let's go through the path of the witch hunters and use gargoyles or flesh bodies to attract monsters. Just use the tactics just now!

Lure those crazy vampires to the elite witch hunters and let them kill them, and we'll just do a mix of assists and kills!

Depend on!

This is the correct way to play this copy!"

"I understand, brothers, follow me."

Brother Miao Miao wiped the scar on his forehead, took his Four King Kongs and Lao Biao and ran through the passage on the other side to explore the way.

The other players took the time to rest and have a meal.

This is the only bad thing about this game.

You will get hungry if you don't eat, and you will become weak and comatose if you are hungry for a long time. However, there is no setting for the satiety value, it all depends on the player's own perception.

There is indeed a sense of immersion, but it is a bit too inconvenient in battle, and the most bastard setting is that the player's taste is fully simulated. I said that people can't stand just eating bread every day. It seems that I will learn to cook in the future.

Art is also a very useful skill.

Just when they were resting, the achievement [Blood Eagle Traitor] was suddenly posted in the team channel of the player interface. Brother Miao Miao then shouted in the team channel:

"Come and mix up the achievements! Brother Bang's guess is right. Pulling monsters over to mix up the achievements can also light up the achievements! However, the witch hunters were also injured. A few people came and dragged them back to the safe area of ​​the second hall to let the militia

Treated by team doctors.”

"Let's go! Guys, go fight monsters."

Brother Bang, who finally figured out the dungeon mechanism, laughed and rushed over with the players who had regained their confidence.

At first, the elite witch hunters who were hunting and fighting fiercely at the front were disgusted with these rookies, but they soon discovered that these vampire worshipers had their own cunning methods.

They used their gargoyle followers to "seduce" everywhere, and lured those crazy blood vulture vampires who had astral psychic powers into their brains to the witch hunter's defense line.

This eliminates the need for elite hunters to risk their own lives to find targets. They only need to set up ambushes near the defense line and wait for their work.

With the cooperation of the two parties, the losses of the witch hunters were reduced a lot, so the witch hunter commanders of several teams immediately acquiesced to this "non-martial arts" tactics. Between the players and the witch hunters,

With cooperation, the frontline positions continued to advance rapidly.

Those injured witch hunters will be carried back to the second hall by the players, and several low-level oak apprentice players will stay here to treat the witch hunters.

They originally had complaints, but soon discovered that the gains made by the witch hunter they treated after rejoining the battle could be counted as their assists.

Now everyone is satisfied.

With this kind of good cooperation, Cachitonita picked up a witch hunter who fell to the ground after being attacked by a sneak attack and ran to the rear. After running all the way back to the second hall, he threw the guy to the ground and prepared to continue to assist.

But soon he discovered that the witch hunter in front of him, who had been slashed several times, looked familiar.

"Snapped"

A few seconds later, Khaki suddenly bent down and slapped the weak witch hunter on the cheek.

The latter was immediately stunned, staring at the vampire admirer in front of him with wide eyes. After Cachitonita slapped him, he did not continue to attack, but put his hands on his hips and said:

"It was you who beat me up in Moreland Village before! I remember you, and now we are clean."
To be continued...