The giant monster's corpse turned into a paste and soaked into the soil, disappearing with it, along with the corpses of its dead subordinates and servants of fate.
When everyone noticed this, they suddenly felt a strange feeling of discomfort.
From the moment they logged into this ruined area, they had a subtle feeling of being calculated, manipulated, and walked into a trap. The sandpaper-like moss and alienated plants covered with all the debris were exploiting the island almost all the time.
All living creatures, including walking corpses, including strange beasts, and naturally including newly arrived subordinates.
Now it seems that these nutrients that were subtly plundered probably all belong to the troll?
"Still not right..."
As for what's wrong, of course the troll is too weak!
He could exploit the entire area at every turn. This kind of master would be easily killed by a mere dozen or so people. No matter how you think about it, it’s not reasonable, right?
Although everyone didn't say it out loud, they at least had such a vague idea in their hearts.
Therefore, from the time when the giant monster's corpse melted and disappeared, to when the giant vines produced huge "fruits", the subordinates were actually not too shocked.
The fruit burst open and juices were all over the ground. What came out of it were dozens or twenty walking corpses, such as Common Chou, Scythe Hand, Sword Girl, Heavy Armor, Scale Armor, Giant Feet, Lickers, Crack Series...
The variety is comprehensive, covering almost all types of walking corpses that can be seen on the market.
Everyone checked the attributes of these zombies and fell silent - all of them had a strength value of 39.99c in stage 3, and the six-dimensional attributes were fully maxed out!
This can't be a walking corpse in the normal sense, it's obviously a bear.
As soon as nearly twenty walking corpses appeared, they immediately started killing each other. They came and went like the wind, making people confused. The subordinates who dared to deal with the giant monsters for several rounds were stunned by these "little" guys.
Defeated, casualties quickly occurred.
Never, never, never think that smaller monsters will become weaker. Smaller size means more flexibility to some extent. The number of subordinates you need to face in a certain period of time will be fewer attacks.
First of all, the cannon that just blew up the giant monster's mouth immediately lost its right to line up...
Although the strength value of 40c is difficult to deal with, it is at least manageable.
But for alienated species such as the Sickle Hand, Sword Girl, and Licker whose main attribute is agility, the slaves just wish their parents had given them more legs. Although the additional reinforcements could not improve their agility,
It has the same upper limit of 39.99c as the strength, but it has also been raised a lot, so that the slaves can only be passively beaten when facing their attacks, without even any room to fight back.
Even the Sickle Hand, a product of failure in Li Cang's eyes, is an out-and-out killer in the eyes of normal subordinates. As long as it is given an open space and complex terrain, it can pick off anyone's head as easily as eating and drinking.
The subordinate group, which had not caused many casualties against the giant monster, fell down in minutes with a total of twenty or thirty people. The servants of fate were cut off like leeks one after another. Everyone was only trying to protect themselves, and there was basically no room for fighting back.
"Boom~"
A stream of light flashed, accurately hitting the afterimage floating among the vines above everyone's heads. The powerful bullet almost blasted the sword girl into a sputtering posture in the air, and a fan or trumpet-shaped blood mist filled the surrounding area.
In a space of more than ten meters, there is no residue larger than a grain of rice.
Zhu Ying was overjoyed: "It's Lao Wang's gun! Well done! It's finally accurate!"
He threw a ring of fire with his hand, igniting all the remaining blood stains on the sword girl and turning it into ashes before it hit the ground.
Everyone was stunned by this earth-shattering shot:
"What the hell kind of gun is this?"
"With this power, holding grass, and such a hot weapon, do you hope the price starts at less than 10,000 yuan?"
"Awesome!"
There was only one Sword Girl, Scythe Hand, and Hyena-like licker. The dragon that was crushing the whole place was missing its head and tail. Just one of them was touched off. Everyone suddenly felt that the pressure on their necks was greatly reduced and the heads on their necks were much more stable.
Lao Wang, who was squatting at a distance to hug and grab, murmured to himself: "I'm clearly aiming at the fattest giant foot. You can use your ADC to hurt T with a hammer..."
As confident as Lao Wang is, he would never admit that the shot that entered the soul was actually a tragedy caused by a mistake at his grandma's house.
Speaking of which, he had only seen the Giant-footed Walking Corpse once in Li Cang's Gu-Raising Tunnel. It was the only one. It had big hands and feet and was covered with bloated skin folds. It was extremely ugly and had an incredible ability to withstand blows. Old Wang
In fact, I am a little curious as to how something like this, which is not a regular walking zombie, could appear here. It is obviously a special species raised by Teacher Cang...
"Strange, where did Teacher Cang hide? Why can't he suddenly be found?"
Lao Wang didn't dwell too much on this matter, Bao Yuan Shou filled his Dantian with all his strength, and fired three shots in a row. I don't know if it was because his luck value was off the charts today or something else, but two of these three shots actually hit him, and one of them was shattered.
The armor of the heavily armored zombie, another shot directly took off one of the Licker's legs.
The subordinates burst into earth-shattering cheers, shouting that they were awesome and mighty.
Then...
Licker and Scytheman, who were missing a leg, abandoned the surrounding buffet and chased in the direction of Lao Wang.
"I'm so stupid..."
Lao Wang followed Teacher Cang's instructions, took the gun and ran away.
The subordinates are angry, Nimale is a hammer, I don't like you to sneak attack me, but I don't like me to snipe you, right?
"Stop! Stop it quickly!"
"Protect the sniper!"
"Damn you, if you don't stop them today, everyone will die!"
"The guarantor, I'm holding the grass, you're just fucking doing it, just give me the Servants of Destiny!"
Everyone can understand what it means to be a sniper who can instantly kill the opponent. Since you want to win and survive, who cares about almost guaranteeing one?
Viewed from above, the scene was really lively.
Lao Wang ran in front, with Licker Sickle Hand and three stage 3 Pu Chou chasing after him. Behind him were hundreds of fate servants and subordinates who moved at the sound of the wind, as mighty as a river.
What a pity...
Master Wang has never been so popular since he was born. He was so moved that he almost peed his pants!
"Hao Cao Cao Cao, why are you chasing your father?"
"Get out of here, get out of here~"
Needless to say, the speed of the Sickle Hand and Licker, let alone the strengthened ones, is more than enough to chase an old king even if they are not strengthened.
With the eyes of the crowd behind him split open, Lao Wang, who was nearly two meters tall, broad-shouldered and round-waisted, was knocked to the ground by Licker and Scythe Hand who jumped from the air in a matter of seconds. His claws and scythe were opened and closed, causing blood to flow everywhere.
How miserable!
Thinking on the bright side, Lao Wang's wave of hatred was so solid that the Licker and the Scytheer simply forgot that they were high-flying assassins and simply deleted their past tactics from their minds.
Surrounded by hundreds of servants of fate, he ascended to the sky in one second, and even his corpse was eaten clean.
"Where are the people?"
"Here! Here! Damn it, he's still alive! Who has the prayer pills to give him quickly?"
