paranoianovel Chapter 241 Fateful Battle (3)
Chapter 241 Fateful Battle (3)
The method of revenge of the real king who is a fisherman is very simple.
He inserted a temporary resurrection crystal directly under the Star Mage's butt, and then rushed towards the battlefield.
Claudia couldn't hold it back.
"I can be resurrected!"
This is the answer of the true gentleman who is a fisherman.
At this moment, a priest was fighting with cn Baizhu. The scepter with the flashing thunder light was swung with great force, and even whistling sounds could be heard in the air.
But cn Bai Zhu, the captain of the demon player, is not in vain.
The spine spear in his hand frequently collided with the priest's staff. The two men's movements were almost as fast as afterimages, and only a continuous "clang" sound of weapons handing over could be heard.
"Brother Priest, let me help you!"
The Taoyu Hunben Zhenjun roared angrily, raised his long sword and rushed over with a sliding shovel.
cnBaizhu was fighting with the priest inextricably.
He only felt that he was wrestling with a giant bull demon in the Raging Wasteland, and even the priest was more powerful than the giant bull demon.
Is this the priest of Winter City?
It's almost enough to call him a berserker.
He was already struggling, but there was a shout in his ears, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the real master Moyu Hunben pounce on him with a sliding shovel.
cn Bai Zhu cursed secretly for not practicing martial ethics and opened the priest's scepter with all his strength, intending to deal with the old man, Moyu Hunben Zhenjun, first.
It is difficult for players to change direction when using the sliding shovel skill.
This is also a headache for all warrior players, because if the sliding shovel is not used properly, the final effect will be the same as giving it away.
cn Bai Zhu knows this very well.
So he was guarding the priest with a spine gun in one hand. While dodging, he took out a big knife from his backpack with the other hand and blocked the direction in which the real king was coming.
After about a second, all he had to do was move his broadsword downwards, and the True Lord Moyu Hunben had to go to the resurrection point to be resurrected!
However, what made him angry was.
The Taoist Master suddenly took out a handful of something he was very familiar with from his chest.
Gunpowder gun!
"Bang——!"
The recoil of this gunpowder gun is really powerful.
The real master Moyuhunben didn't deliberately control it, which also caused the speed of his sliding shovel to stagnate, and the bullets fired from the gunpowder gun also poured into cn Bai Zhu's face.
A sudden shot sent cn Baizhu flying out.
The health bar dropped by more than half in an instant.
"Well done!"
The uncle priest gave a thumbs up to Moyu Hunben Zhenjun.
To be honest, this demonized person is still very powerful.
Mainly because the demonic energy in Na's body made him very uncomfortable when attacking.
The power transmission in his body seems to be blocked. If he continues to fight, it is very likely that he will not be able to beat him.
The arrival of the real Lord Moyu Hunben can be said to have solved an urgent need.
"This is my newly developed skill, a perfect combination of warrior sliding shovel and dwarf technology. I call it - the ultimate sliding shovel gun fighting technique that seems to be free but actually takes your life by surprise!"
"Do you think you are awesome just because you have dwarf muskets?"
cnBaizhu climbed up from the ground tenaciously.
The second time!
He vaguely remembers that he also met such a sixth man when he attacked Most City.
They agreed to challenge each other to show off their marksmanship, but suddenly he pulled out a musket and killed him.
Now what the hell is coming again?
This is bearable! ?
Fortunately, he was not killed by a bullet this time.
Although his face was in pain, his powerful recovery ability after being transformed was quickly repairing his wounds, and all he had to pay was a temporary 20% drop in maximum health.
cn Bai Zhu looked around. Ever since the Star Mage joined the battle, their demonized players had quickly fallen into a disadvantage.
There were a few smart people who wanted to get close to the Star Mage and demolish the "Light Prism Tower", but the soldiers under King Winter were not fools and had already formed a human wall near the Star Mage.
The tide is over.
Now on the edge of the battlefield, there is such a troublemaker who is not afraid of death, such as Zhenjun Moyu Hunben, and these demonized human players have no chance of winning.
But cn Baizhu didn’t panic at all!
He patted his chest, and the entire chest opened with a pop, revealing his beating heart and neat ribs.
He calmly pulled out one of his ribs, then broke it with a click, then raised it and pointed it at the sky.
"Whoosh!" A purple-red blood mist spurted from the ribs, shooting straight into the sky like wolf smoke.
"I can't believe it! Jie Jie Jie!"
"We Abyss Demon Players have flares installed in our ribs. As long as we are given a chance, we can call our teammates over, no matter where they are!"
cnBai Zhu smiled ferociously and proudly.
However, the real gentleman who was trying to catch a fish was a little puzzled by this operation of taking off his pants and farting.
He looked at cn Baizhu, who had lost a lot of blood, and asked doubtfully:
"Don't you have a team channel?"
"Team channel?" cn Bai Zhu was stunned.
He found that he had not used the team channel for a long time.
The communication with other demon players gradually changed from channel chat to direct communication in Abyssal.
Even when he wanted to ask for help, the first thing he thought of was not the game team channel at all, but the flesh and blood flare hidden in his ribs.
How could it become like this!
Isn't he a player?
The strange sense of disobedience in her heart made cn Bai Zhu hold her head in extreme horror.
He squatted on the ground and screamed heartbreakingly.
The expression on his face kept changing, crying for a while, laughing again, and his sharp teeth made a "squeaking" sound.
"Jiejiejie...wuwuwu..."
"Hehe... I know. I do this to enhance the sense of immersion in the game and to become stronger. There is no other reason at all."
cnBai Zhu slowly stood up from the ground.
His purple-red face was still twitching slightly, and the movements of his limbs seemed a little uncoordinated, like a baby that had just learned to walk.
One eye looked straight ahead normally, but the other eye turned upward frequently, revealing the pale whites.
His lips moved up and down, as if crying or laughing, and he murmured strangely:
"I am a devil... No, no, no, I, I am a player... I am a player? I am a devil... Player! Player? Player... Devil..."
The real king and the priest looked at each other. They cautiously approached this abnormal-looking demonized player, with high concentration and a firm grip on the weapons in their hands.
"kill!"
Sudden.
The mad cn Bai Zhu screamed.
His eyeballs were turned upward almost to the extreme, and finally his dull pupils were fixed on the face of the real Lord Moyu Hunben.
He laughed.
The corners of his mouth were cracked to the base of his ears.
"Kill you, then I will know what I am... Jie Jie Jie... become, become my food!!"