Chapter 2381 Everyone has his own plan
Although they have been attacked for years, they have no brains and no skills, and they are always unable to grab the front row. Although they have their own persistence that is always not understood by others, they actually know that they are incompatible with mainstream players.
Not to mention, if they compete with mainstream players, it will be really difficult for them to get ranked.
But among the same kind, the 10... no, 9 of them, the bomb elves are purely lucky... Of course, the nickname of the little loli who walked at the front and jumped up and down is definitely not a positive meaning.
The elf on.
Although she looks pretty and her voice is crisp and clear, no one is willing to accept a guy who can blow himself and his enemies into the sky at every turn.
Although the little lolita who plays with bombs is very powerful and can throw things far enough... But if she is accurate enough, everyone who has been in a team with her will not strongly or kindly suggest that she change to add more points.
way.
It's not like she occasionally throws in a few to liven up the atmosphere.
If she keeps throwing, her accuracy will not be very good, which means she will make mistakes after a while.
That's an alchemical bomb.
Even among those guys who are always scolded, this one is still the top one... On the dungeon blacklist initiated by some players who were cheated on the forum, she was at the top, with more than 10,000 votes!
You know, in a forum like theirs, all lists can only be voted on by relevant people.
Although this game has been around for a long time, the devastating power of the bomb elf is evident.
Therefore, even though the nine undead following behind were very happy that they could grab front row tickets among their kind, they still kept a little distance from the two at the front.
The gray-robed mage was not dissatisfied with the undead's obvious display of caution.
This is the behavior of normal people.
He even overestimated the abilities of the undead because of this... leaving a person behind him who could obviously dispel the negative spells he might cast, although it was dangerous for this person, it was beneficial to the group.
A very advantageous choice.
If this little girl who can dispel still has problems, then at least she won't use the silent method of moisturizing things. Basically, she will have to use big tricks.
In this case, the people behind you will be able to react immediately.
Of course, doing this will definitely not be good for this little girl... But the undead will not die. They will sacrifice a little bit of their own interests in exchange for the overall victory, and they can also straighten their backs and take whatever they want when the spoils are divided in the end.
Want something.
It’s not that the gray-robed mage didn’t have some thoughts in his mind, but when he found that the undead were well prepared and had enough brains, he certainly wouldn’t do anything more... Guys who are not afraid of death are so annoying.
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If you don't have enough brains, you can still cover up some abnormal behaviors with your sharp tongue, but if you are sure that the undead have the ability to figure out what he is doing, no matter how smart you are, you will work hard.
Control your greed.
This is also the reason why the undead are popular in every world... Everyone will weigh the pros and cons, and no one is willing to fight against this group of guys who are stubborn and strong enough to not die for the sake of some less important interests.
With that time, they would have been able to obtain greater and more benefits from other places.
Since he couldn't do anything bad, the gray-robed mage had no choice but to put his best isolation and detection artifact on his head.
The only advantage of mixing with the undead is that you don't need to use the most troublesome and difficult to move biological isolation magic circle.
Just suppress the elemental fluctuations that are too obvious.
The gray-robed mage carefully observed the reaction of the undead from the passage he entered... In fact, he avoided one of the most important questions from the beginning.
Can the secret passage of the Tower of Despair count the existence of the undead among the outsiders entering?
Although he had prepared enough space for himself, he was half sure that even if the undead existed in human form, they would not be recorded as living beings.
If their overly active elemental fluctuations are shielded, they can even be used as certain tools with only weak elemental reactions.
The alchemist master in the gray-robed mage's magic tower has been studying this new topic recently... In the past, the world's defenses against outsiders were basically living or undead.
Although they are not unaware that the elements have their own world, they have been unable to open the door to the elemental world a long time ago.
Mages, hate the Tower of Theia. No matter whether they surrender on the surface or not, whether they have been marked in their souls or not, they will not let go if they should cause trouble for those devils. It is also normal... The laws are chaotic, and the elements are touched.
If not, you can't even become a lich that can extend your lifespan.
When it's time to die, everyone must die.
No matter how capable the mage is, he can only use the elemental pool of the magic tower to live for an extra ten thousand years.
But this was once something even the most ordinary mage could do.
Asmodeus has indeed managed to cut off the inheritance of most mages, but in reality, there will always be some extremely smart beings who leave a little back-up for themselves.
Just because no one dares to stand up and say it doesn't mean that the mages don't know anything.
But no mage would study a subject that would be useless for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years.
As a result, he was given a heads-up by the existence of the undead.
What if a large group of undead appeared? The elemental fluctuations would be as strong as a huge hurricane.
The magic tower can still be detected.
However, if there are sporadic or even single undead... The gray-robed mage still has no way to understand that the large teams are obviously moving back and forth between the Tower of Despair, the Tower of Black Mystery and the Defense Tower. Those few obvious
How did the undead who didn't come together appear outside their secret magic tower that even the locals found difficult to find?
In their world, there are no trade routes for the public to use.
If there is a magic tower with little contact with the outside world, there is even no way... Those who have the ability to get there must be flying spaceships.
The only place in this world that can be regarded as a major road is where the undead travel during this period.
Why can this group of people accurately find their magic tower in the endless desert with nothing but yellow sand?
The key is, they really didn't go to their house.
That is, just walk around.
This 'casual walk' caused chaos in the gray-robed mage and his family, and the few alchemist mages almost went crazy.
You know, these undead have already come into contact with the people in their magic town, and their magic tower doesn't even know what happened... It was the mage apprentice who managed the town who noticed something was wrong and reported it.
Otherwise, the gray-robed mage would not have come so close to observe the undead... although he also specifically chose a remote area with few people around.
But he didn't have much to say...these undead suddenly came out from behind him, and he actually hid quite well. He didn't feel anything about the undead group in front of him.
But this kind of inexplicable accident made him, who had always had a bad relationship with the alchemist, feel the same for the first time: the rare artifacts for the undead must be found as soon as possible!
You know, he has never had the same ideas as those guys who wasted resources before.
Finally reaching the end of the passage, the gray-robed mage silently lowered his head and glanced at the little Lolita who was grabbing a corner of his robe.
The bomb elf looked back at him innocently and cutely, with a confused look on his face.
The gray-robed mage twitched the corner of his mouth sharply and pointed behind him, his eyes sharp and accusatory... When the other party opened the door, you couldn't see such a large group of things next to my feet?
However... the girl just looked back stupidly, then stretched out her hand to greet her companion who was several meters away from them.
The gray-robed mage quickly revised some of his judgments: the undead are definitely not all that smart, but they are quite good at taking advantage of their brainless companions.
Moreover, it is guaranteed to hit exactly where it points.
Fortunately, the group of undead in the back really had brains, and someone was pointing fingers at the little girl desperately.
In fact, the gray-robed mage doesn't care that there is something that looks like a big baggage at his feet... Although the people in the Tower of Despair will observe the movement through the door, it's like they are separated by a thick crystal wall, and they can't actually see anything.
Clear what.
It's a pity that the little girl's clothes are too bright and pink... It's a feeling that the gray-robed mage can't describe.
Yes, a lovely bright-looking color that he couldn't even describe.
That is something that the gray-robed mage has never seen for generations.
Occasionally, he would feel that many mages who had no interest in the Tower of Despair would squat on the peak there and watch, just wanting to take a look, which made many people unable to help crying. Even the books were very interesting.
Less colorful and colorful.
I used to think that the big purples and reds were the most beautiful people in the world. When I saw these legendary bright yellows, pinks, greens, pinks, bright yellows and lavenders full of vitality, I suddenly realized that there is spring in the world.
Although the message conveyed was a little discounted, after all, they were facing each other a few meters away in the cave. The little Loli still reacted. These silent people asked her to step back and stay out of the way.
She kicked her pink feet dissatisfied, pulled up her printed chiffon princess dress, and retreated with an unhappy look on her face. She also put on a black leather windbreaker and squatted silently.
He went down and simply wrapped himself into a black leather bag.
The gray-robed mage looked around carefully, and after making sure that the squinting eyes above could see nothing wrong, he gently rang the doorbell.
As expected, there was no way to confirm the existence of the undead at the Tower of Despair... Looking at the small circular door above his head that slowly opened and the soft ladder that was lowered, the gray-robed mage had only this thought in his mind.
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