Chapter 274 273 A development team that listens to advice is a civilized one, but
Chapter 274 273. A development team that listens to advice is a good civilization, but can the dog planner die?
At the beginning of the dungeon, Murphy led his astral wolves into the unpredictable purple storm ahead with the elusiveness that a plot NPC should have, just like those legendary "monster monsters" created by
The "glorious image" of running away after getting into a mess.
But the players behind him did not run around like they did in the previous group games this time.
On the contrary, through repeated discussions in the forum over the past two days, they divided into three major groups and rushed out in different directions under the guidance of the "player map" based on the different tasks of their respective teams.
They obviously had a plan.
Especially under the guidance of the "veterans" who have completely transformed themselves along the way with Murphy, even new players who are new to the game quickly become competent.
Just as Murphy wanted to see, they spread out like a group of real "professionals."
After all, in Real Alien, a 100% realistic ghost game, the area of the team copy is so large that it is unimaginable, and there is no such annoying thing as the "air wall". This means that players must make good use of their manpower in order to survive.
Complete the dungeon guide in the shortest possible time, and complete the group missions that have been delegated and shared in advance.
The "Scarlet Hammer and Sickle Regiment" with the largest number of people led by the onboard Happy Stick shouldered the most difficult attack mission without hesitation.
They will rush forward along the central axis of the Gnoll camp until they advance to the core camp where the Gnoll warlord Ken Porter is located.
This is definitely the most difficult and stressful journey.
Therefore, in addition to Bang Ge's original 30 people, the other 50 individuals and small teams with strong combat experience among the small players were also brought under Bang Ge's command.
Brother Meow Meow's "Big Bird Rotation Group" will take advantage of their status as Avalon believers in the astral psychic area and will not be disturbed by dirty forces on a large scale, and lead people to destroy the jackal tent.
All the supplies hoarded in the house were burned or stolen that allowed the Gnoll gang to survive.
Without that stutter, the sheer number of jackals alone would be enough to overwhelm these unproductive bastards.
The most important thing is that Brother Meow Meow must destroy several sentry towers used by the Jackals for communication in the shortest possible time. Once the fire is ignited, a lot of the astral shadows here will be dispersed, which will be very disadvantageous for the players.
This will allow the chaotic gnolls on the outside to get orders to rush in for support.
That's something very bad.
Finally, there is the "task group" composed of the girls and a group of administrative and manufacturing players who are not good at fighting.
Their main task is not to fight, but to find the mysterious "pangolin" within the dungeon and assist it in completing the "mysterious force" that is to be established in this group guide.
This will be the first force supported by players on this continent and must be taken seriously.
Theoretically speaking, the administrative and manufacturing players led by the girl group are the weakest. It is very dangerous to let them move freely. However, the guards that the administrative players can equip have a wonderful effect at this time. These elite soldiers
The fighting power gathered together cannot be underestimated.
The three teams acted according to the plan, and they were all ready to make sacrifices and use their "one life every three days" advantage to achieve their tactical goals.
However, just like Mr. Murphy, who was evaluated as "kind" at this time, the player team was also shocked by the intensity of the battle after entering the real battlefield.
It's not too difficult.
But it's not as difficult as they thought.
Well, that's not right either.
After all, the destructive power of those jackal barbarians whose minds were washed away by dirty spiritual energy and went crazy has not weakened. Instead, they were given a super BUFF [Never Defeated] because of their crazy minds.
This makes it very dangerous for young lone players to be dragged into a 1V1 situation, especially those who have not passed the Black Iron Trial.
However, the price paid by the Jackals who survived the Astral Impact for this strengthening of their "fearless fear of death" was catastrophic.
They gave their brains to this
This turns them into a group of insane beasts that only know how to attack the life closest to them, and even fight with each other with red eyes when the little players are not close.
Such a chaotic situation is very nice for a group of players who perform beheading tactics.
Especially in the eyes of a commanding character like Happy Stick, he immediately shouted with joy and at the top of his lungs in the team framework communication:
"The development team has finally adjusted the monster values to a reasonable level this time. Brothers, don't worry that this dungeon will cause the same bad group destruction as last time. Let me just say, if the outrageous situation last time
It happens again and again, this dungeon system has failed too much."
This remark immediately aroused opposition from others.
The leader of the student party, who was incorporated into Bang Ge's team as a supporter, took the lead with the big pigeon and flapped its wings to fly in the air. He waved his staff and threw balls of psychic lightning at the jackals in front, and then threw a psychic scream at them.
Psychic attack.
He coquettishly "moved" in the air to avoid the arrows below, and at the same time retorted:
"Which of your eyes saw that the monster values were weakened? Didn't a brother just rush too fast and was knocked to death with a stick? I don't think these jackals have been weakened, but they were also attacked by astral psychic powers.
It enters the brain and turns it into a bloodthirsty and crazy state, which is intensified."
"You know a lot!"
Brother Bang replied rudely:
"The so-called balance is not just a simple and crude reduction of values, that is something only third-rate planners can do. I admit that they have not been greatly weakened at the individual level, but their action logic has changed!
You little idiot, take a good look!
We pushed all the way and killed nearly 100 elites in three waves, and only lost less than 5 people ourselves. Do you dare to imagine this under the intensity of the Blood Vulture Corridor?
In addition to our own strength improving and adapting to the rhythm of cooperation, the biggest reason is that these jackals have lost their minds!
They just rush up to kill people, just like the ghouls in the sewers.
You don’t even need to change your formation!
Just use the simplest shield man in front and spearman in the back to get rid of them.
Monsters with brains are scary, elites without brains are meat on the chopping block! I have 99 ways to kill them.
I feel now that we can play more aggressively."
Happy Stick was suspended in the air, observing the surrounding terrain that was as dark and unclear as a storm, and he quickly made a decision.
"Brothers! Collect all the Molotov cocktails and explosive bombs in your bags and give them to the vampire players who can fly. The dexterous players will come out!"
Brother Bang made up his mind and shouted in the team channel:
"With our current coordinates as the center, rush forward, left, and right in three directions to lure the monsters back! Don't do too much, just lure them one at a time. The shielders are ready to defend.
The vampires will listen to my orders soon!"
"Swarm bombing?"
Brother Cat, who was holding the sword and shield, suddenly raised his head and asked:
"Brother Bang, are you going to kill them? Isn't this too risky?"
"No, this terrain is very suitable."
Happy Stick squinted his eyes and said from a condescending perspective:
"There is a semi-permanent position ahead. I suspect there is at least one BOSS there. Starting a BOSS battle in that kind of cramped terrain is a nightmare. It is best to lure it out and fight it here.
To implement this tactic, you need to clean up all the surrounding monsters.
Although there is no set time for this dungeon, don't forget that Mrs. Tracey and Lord Murphy overloaded the shield core of Scarlet Castle in order to execute this astral tear, and that side is now in an undefended state.
If we delay here for too long, the casualties at Scarlet Castle will probably be quite terrible.
We must hurry up!
The sooner the better.
I seriously suspect that there is some kind of "soft rage" mechanism here. The raid here seems to have nothing to do with the defense of Scarlet Fort, but in fact they are tied together.
If we fail to kill the Jackal Warlord within a certain time, we will let him escape. If he sends out key instructions, it is likely that the battlefield situation in Scarlet Fort will be reversed.
This will directly lead to the failure of the tactical goal of defeating the Jackal gang with one strike, thus allowing this incident to continue to evolve.
Never underestimate the malicious intent of the development team in this regard."
Brother Bang's analysis makes sense, although it lacks a little bit of evidence to supplement it.
However, Planner Gou, who had been "peeping at the screen", immediately felt that Brother Bang's "idea" was quite good, and Murphy decided to give Brother Bang the "assist" he needed most at this time.
"Hey, stop!"
The vampire lord turned around and shouted to Femis, who was using psychic energy to seal off Kenport's tent area and block the opponent's escape route:
"Leave a gap to give King Kenbot a chance to escape, and let Kudel block it on the north side so that it can only run to the south."
"Why?"
Femis's eyes widened and she asked:
"The three of us are 80% sure that we can kill Ken Porter here. Why do you have to cause more trouble? Don't you know how bad the consequences would be if he let it escape?"
"I know, I know that if my order goes wrong it will flaw in our extremely successful tactics tonight, and I also know that once I let Ken Porter run away, it will be difficult to have such a wonderful opportunity to kill again.
Trust me! Femis.
I know exactly what I'm doing!"
Murphy stepped forward with Cold Fang in hand, restrained the two jackal elites that rushed toward him with death grip, and then pierced the hearts of the two in front of them like poisonous snakes looking for food, crushing them, and then waved the bleeding corpse with a wave of his hand.
Smashing into the melee ahead, he helped Kudel, who was wielding a scarlet sword and unparalleled among the Gnoll elites, to defeat the Gnoll Mystic on the flanks.
Count Cadman directed the Tomb Sword Guard's death call to awaken the resentful spirits and pounce forward in coordination with his astral wolves. He raised his head and said to Femis, who was controlling the field in the air:
"I know the risks of all this, but now please follow my instructions! Kenbot is a very valuable opponent and prey, and for this reason, it must die in the hands of my warriors."
"Ah! I'll never understand what's going on in your head?"
Femis screamed angrily:
"Why do you have to consider their feelings at this time? Murphy, isn't winning important?"
"Happiness, a sense of accomplishment and a sense of substitution are more important than boring victory. Hey, Femis, do you see the sentry tower at the southernmost point of the camp that has not been destroyed even after 15 minutes?
Light it up!
Can it be done?”
The eldest lady lifted the height and estimated the distance. She said:
"No problem, it's easy to do, but why?"
"Because they passed the 'time limit'."
Murphy shrugged and said in a subtle tone:
"After the time limit, you have to suffer a little punishment and put a little more pressure on them to make them more motivated. Do you remember the nonsense I told you before that life is a game? Since it is a game, there must be rewards and punishments.
,Right?
Light it up!”
"Whoosh"
The eldest lady made a charged throwing motion in the air.
The next moment, a dark fire turned into a sharp arrow and flew through the layers of psychic fog, landing accurately on the top of the sentry tower on the edge of the core area of the camp.
A dazzling firelight lit up in the darkness, dispersing the thick astral shadows.
Murphy also lowered his head, grasped the core orb, and began to edit a new message. The roar of necessary evil came back to help him block the fierce jackal soldiers around him.
After a few seconds, a prompt popped up on all players' character interfaces:
[Because the raiders failed to destroy all the camp towers before the Gnoll Sentinel operation, the first warning flame was ignited. The Gnoll Warlord Kenbot Bonesnip, who was lost in the shadow of the astral realm, was guided by the warning flame.
Reconfirm the orientation.
It and its barbarian guards have broken through Countess Under Armor's first blockade!
The good news is that Hunting Baron Kudel has blocked it, and Lord Murphy is also on the outermost edge ready to intercept.
The bad news is that you have to hurry up.
hint!
After Kenbot Bonebite breaks through all three blockades, it will successfully escape from the camp! This situation will trigger certain main plot changes in the Transia region.
hint!
Because the attackers' mistakes led to Countess Under Armor's defense being breached, Miss Femis was in an extremely bad mood, so she would not issue the victory rewards she had prepared to the testers who participated in the battle after the war.
The additional reward drops in the dungeon change from: 3→2.】
"Fuck!"
This prompt immediately made the young players who were trapping and killing the elite jackals scream in surprise, and almost caused Brother Bang in the air to lose control and fall to the ground.
He stared intently at his arithmetic orb.
The good news is that he guessed it right, and Planner Dog indeed laid a trap.
The bad news is that he guessed correctly, the dog planner is really no longer a human being.
Brother Bang interrupted his command at this moment, flapped his wings and continued to rise to a height where he could have a panoramic view of the entire camp. Then he discovered that the warning flame of a jackal sentry tower in the south had been ignited, and that area happened to be Brother Meow Meow's Big Bird.
The transfer team is responsible for cleaning up the areas.
"Fuck! Meow meow! What the hell are you doing? Why is that sentry tower lit up! Oh, that's your mission! It's definitely okay if you pat your chest and tell me.
Damn it!
I'll tell you if you're going to be court-martialed for doing this."
Brother Bang was so angry at this moment.
His roar made Brother Meow Meow, who was trying to light the warehouse on fire in the south, also irritated. The latter roared:
"Who knew there was a sentry tower over there? We've obviously destroyed three of them! Fuck, I'll take one less piece of the loot from this wave of mine. Now stop talking nonsense and hurry up and push forward! Let's burn this one
We will go to the warehouse to help.”
Brother Bang calmed down quickly.
Things have reached this point, and it is no longer realistic to demand perfection, but the change of situation is not a bad thing.
He glanced around and saw that the little players were obviously more focused than before. He hardly needed any further instructions. The vampire players carrying Molotov cocktails and explosive bombs were like low-altitude bombers passing over the seduced and lost people below again and again.
Intelligent elite gnolls.
The incendiary bottles and explosions they dropped caused a fire, which burned the people gathered together and screamed, but the shieldmen and spearmen in front were even more merciless.
"Quick, quick, quick! Go and attract the monsters again! This time, attract more monsters."
Brother Bang shouted.
They also picked up the shotgun and joined the monster-baiting army. They had already lost a treasure chest! They could not lose the remaining two.
The fact that things have progressed to this point has nothing to do with the drop, it is purely about face!
Damn, your own NPC has weakened the enemy to this extent for you. If you haven't fought it before, this is a bit unreasonable.
And Brother Ming Miao looked as stinking as a dead horse.
But he had nothing to say.
It was indeed the link he was responsible for that had a problem, which directly caused all players to lose a precious treasure chest.
"Fuck!"
Brother Miao Miao rubbed his face fiercely and cursed:
"I knew this bitch mastermind was going to have to do something about it. This time he was so fucking embarrassed. I might go back to the forum and tell them how to laugh at him."
"I'm not saying, brother, we have to stand at attention when we are beaten."
The little hand throwing the torch into the warehouse persuaded:
"How can we not make mistakes in the strategy copy? Calm down, calm down, look, our main task has not been successfully completed yet?"
In front of their eyes, the area where the remaining supplies of the entire Gnoll gang were piled had been completely ignited, and the flames were burning. In the reflection of the flames, there were other brothers nearby fighting with the elite Gnolls who rushed over to try to put out the fire.
But Brother Miao Miao just couldn't be happy.
As an old man in society, his dignity felt like it had been trampled on by this damn mistake. If he continued like this, his dream of becoming a player legend would be further and further away from him!
An anger burned in his heart, making Brother Miao Miao's eyes become fierce.
"In the name of my god Avalon! Send you and other evil objects to purify and punish! Kill!"
He roared on his horse, threw out the bloodwood seeds in his hand and released the oak knight's natural call. As the seeds took root, the ferocious bloodthirsty tree man soon appeared beside him, meowing again.
With his charge, he broke into the surrounding jackal barbarians.
Another war sacrifice begins.
And tonight he will sacrifice his blood to the Blood God in the name of Avalon, and kill him with all his heart! From then on, he will embark on his own path of the Red Knight!
