Under the leadership of Franji, the ghost wolves marched in the forest with the sharpest momentum. If you look down from above, you will see a purple-black wave, with a bright red that can drip blood at the front.

The dead leaves made a dense crackling sound under their claws, and it seemed that the entire forest was trembling under their momentum.

In the sky, the rotten vultures that always flew chaotically were able to form a formation and fly at a speed that was no less than that of ghost wolves. Their silhouettes almost overlapped with the deathly clouds, and they could only hear the flapping of their wings, but they could not see them.

Less than their stature...it was simply an invisible and colorless god of death! Waterboro Cullen was grabbed by the vulture king on his right shoulder, his eyes radiating hysterical cruelty, completely unlike his usual self.

A secret whistle...

Well, two players? Bypass first.

Three secret whistles.

Five hidden whistles, very good, there are more and more.

"We are almost close to our destination. Pay attention in front. There are two adventurers coming towards us." Patting Franji's head under him, Qingyi immersed his mind in the soul fire again and listened to the summons.

battle information.

Although he didn’t know how his master predicted the intelligence ahead, Frankie still faithfully gave the order. Sure enough, two players who came along the path appeared. They were talking and laughing at first, but when they saw them

Suddenly charging towards his pack of wolves, he froze on the spot in fear - not every undead player can calmly face the undead creature he saw for the first time.

"Master, don't you need [Battlefield Cleaning]?" Passing by two players, Frankie took courage and asked his master. He did not do it himself, because the people behind him were enough to completely bury the two adventurers.

"No need. Franji, you have to remember that cleaning the battlefield is what the winner does, and we haven't won yet." Without even looking at the two players, Qingyi looked at both sides.

The gloomy tree shadow flew by and smiled calmly. "You are a warrior. If possible, I hope you can play the role of a blade instead of wasting time picking up money."

Frankie said solemnly: "I will keep it in mind. I will grow in the next advancement, please wait and see."

Upgrade next time? Let’s skip it. The gap between intermediate NPC and high-level NPC cannot be bridged. Qingyi smiled and did not take his subordinate’s words to heart. At this moment, he had only one goal:

"Red Moon".

Soon, this joint army of 30 ghost wolves and 30 rotten vultures was blocked. It was a hidden sentry that had not been cleared out, but it was wiped out without even making a wave. Despite this, the one in front of them was

The small village still got the news and entered a state of war in an instant.

The first ghost wolf that rushed into the village was immediately shot into a durian. Although it looked miserable, its natural half-ghost and half-living body allowed it to retain a trace of residual blood, allowing it to kill the surprised elf archer in front of it.

He was thrown down and his throat was bitten fiercely. At the same time, the rotten vultures occupied the arrow towers on both sides of the village gate, and the two skeletons were thrown down.

"I need to talk to Master Patra when I go back and place more arrow towers." Qingyi thought and jumped to the ground: "Go, Frankie."

The ghost wolves and rotten vultures are attacking like crazy, as if the casualties are not theirs. Without a master sitting on his back, Frankie can stretch out his bone spurs without any scruples, roar and launch [Blood Red Assault]. He is leading a group of players

The archer instructor who was resisting was thrown away by the red lightning, slammed into a wooden wall, flew out from the other side of the room, and was already unconscious. The player's formation was hit, and a health short

The archer player was only knocked down by the bone spurs and flew backwards, leaving only a little blood and skin!

"You lowly beast!" the warrior instructor shouted angrily, charging at him with his sword in both hands.

Franji suddenly twisted around and activated [Phosphorus Phantom], and the five Franjis rushed towards five targets. When the warrior instructor slashed the clones in front of him with one sword, the other Franji gave up the original target and used incredible methods to kill the clones in front of him.

With a few turns of speed, he came behind the warrior mentor!

"I am not an animal." Putting his front paws on the shoulders of the warrior mentor, Frankie said like a lover whispering: "Master said, I am a warrior. [Triple Torture]!"

The warrior instructor was shocked and swung the sword with his backhand, trying to pierce Frankie's abdomen! Unfortunately, a whip suddenly swung from the side and bound his wrist, stopping his next move!

after……

There is no more, the warrior mentor's neck is not steel and cannot withstand three bites. Before the archer mentor over there could get up from the dizziness, a bunch of rotten vultures landed on him and ate happily.

Huh! A few fireballs burned those vultures into cokes. The other vultures saw that the situation was not good and flew away. However, the soul fire of the archer mentor had dissipated and they could no longer die. The one who issued the [Fireball Technique]

The magician mentor was shaking with anger and pointed his wand at Frankie: "You, you devils!"

call out!

Another elusive arrow interrupted the magic that the magician instructor was preparing. Qingyi didn't want to talk nonsense with the enemy at all. The knights and warriors went up and beat them up, and sent the magician instructor to see the God of Souls. Very soon

Quickly, this village has been uprooted, and both players and NPCs have been slaughtered. As a price, the ghost wolves and rotten vultures have suffered heavy casualties, and there are not even ten in total. It can be said to be a tragic victory. But this is Qingyi in the first place.

One of the plans, so it is still within the acceptable range.

The limping Frankie came to Qingyi and bowed deeply: "Master, please forgive my incompetence for not finding Plato."

Crossing his legs on the best carved chair in the village, Qingyi did not talk to Franji immediately, but communicated with the summoner in his soul, and then smiled: "It doesn't matter, I miss him.

He has already escaped. After all, the Death Priest is the patriarch of this village and will not die in a sneak attack of this magnitude."

Suddenly, a figure flashed behind Qingyi - it was the Assassin Mentor who had been "stealth" for a long time! Frankie heard the news, but it was too late, and he rushed forward to protect his master!

"Why... why does everyone think my [Soul Eye] is just a decoration?" Qingyi pressed her forehead and muttered to herself with a headache.

call out!

The Assassin Mentor was defeated, and he immediately flew back and pulled out the arrow that penetrated his wrist! But two daggers were handed out from behind him: [Backstab]! But it was the mantis stalking the cicada, with the oriole behind, and the Assassin Mentor

He was knocked down by another colleague who also knew how to tolerate.

A skeleton archer came out from behind the house. Several electric sparks flashed across his body. He was holding a small crossbow, and the cloth bag around his waist contained a dense collection of bone arrows. This is Qingyi after reaching level 20.

The fifth summoned boy is the archer who has been summoned for many times. It is with it that Qingyi is more confident in winning this blitzkrieg. After all, it is difficult for an assassin alone to knock out all the secret whistles.

However, Qingyi was still very dissatisfied. He was controlling five combat units at the same time (not counting himself). Just switching perspectives was dizzying (he could only sit on a chair and put on airs), let alone "coordination".

"Rhythm", "Formation Change" and other high-end combat skills. It's okay to encounter brainless NPCs, but it will definitely be a huge defeat if you encounter slightly advanced players.

It is said that Yu Qingfeng can control six flying swords at the same time, and Jiang Huahuo can also cooperate with four clones with completely different properties... Is it really something that human nerves can do? Or is it a cheat?

…

Putting these random thoughts behind, Qingyi ordered Waterboro: "Let the rotten vultures bring the skeleton soldiers up, take all the corpses back, and take back all the valuable things...including the wood. All the houses will be demolished."

, remember to leave a wall for me. Quick, quick, quick! Control five characters at the same time...you still need to practice!"

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Plato, the priest of death, stared blankly at the village in front of him. Behind him were twenty or thirty zombie elves. Different from what Qingyi thought, Plato did not escape, but went to the Tiesou Mountains to gather the remaining soldiers of the "Rainbow Flower"

.

However, when I came back... it was too late!

One after another, bloody claw marks were left on the ground, ferocious and eye-catching, like a demon walking through. The village was in a mess, and all the tribesmen and buildings disappeared out of thin air, as if they had never existed. And on a wall that had not been demolished

, a purple-red signature stood out on it: June Sunshine. In Plato's eyes, this signature seemed to be laughing at himself.
Chapter completed!