After playing with it twice, Ye Fengxing was discouraged again... I don't know which bastard designed this password box. It has strong protective capabilities, high difficulty of cracking, and terrifying complexity. It is simply appalling!
Someone thinks that he is a top expert when it comes to playing with lock boxes, but the thing in front of him is really beyond his ability - it's not that someone can't "get" it. In fact, as long as someone is willing, even if the box is
It's as thick as a mountain... and it's not a big deal.
Violence can indeed solve this damn thing, but can it ensure that the contents inside are intact... Well, Ye Fengxing really can't guarantee this.
If the hard one is not enough, then use the "soft" one. Ye Fengxing stared at the password box with a sneer at the corner of his mouth - under the mental power of S level or above, this piece of shit is no different from glass. It can be as transparent as possible.
How transparent.
As the appearance of the thing inside gradually appeared in someone's pupils, someone was also stunned... unexpectedly, it could be this kind of thing! Damn the fire-eyed Jack of the mud horse!! Why did you mess with me like this?
Big trouble!!!
us... A line of letters with a strange font and a beautiful artistic feel is quietly printed on the surface of the thing, seeming to indicate something...
Ye Fengxing swore to the sky that he really, really wanted to throw away the box in front of him!!
"Come on...it's my misfortune, it's his grandma's..." Someone cursed and put the lockbox away. Of course, he would not really throw it away, although not many people in the world knew what it represented.
Meaning, but that doesn't mean he doesn't understand it either.
Pandora's box... can it be abandoned and fallen into the mortal world at will?
******Yunxiao War Chronicles, Southern Islands, Longmian Wilderness.
"Boom!" A sea of scorching air surged through, and several black figures immediately started running desperately as if they had been stung by wasps.
An angry voice suddenly sounded: "A few of you from the third team, you damn idiots! Why didn't you run away earlier? If you don't wait any longer next time, just kick them out of the group and get out!"
A few people didn't dare to answer. No matter what, the other party was also the leader of the group. If they wanted to refute, they couldn't do it at this time. It was purely the behavior of a novice with no gaming experience.
In the field, a huge black figure rushed left and right, very bravely. Wherever it went, no one dared to stand firm and resist - the impact damage of this big guy was too fierce! Even if it was an MT standing up,
Damn it, even if you get hit, your blood will be drained! Who among the rest of us would dare to go up and pretend to be a big head?
Of the three weapons that were originally agreed upon, one of them was destroyed by the boss. It was a miserable death - the poor kid was charged by the boss and stabbed directly through him with a corner! Then he saw him
Hanging on the corner, it rises and falls as the boss runs, and blood and minced meat are scattered in all directions... In short, after three tossings, this kid died.
Too cruel! Too violent! Too bloody! Too disharmonious!
The members who watched this scene all had lingering fears. The degree of freedom in "Yunxiao" was a bit too high... I think that when everyone played "Freedom" before, they had never seen such a "vivid" scene.
Fortunately, the game designers seem to have taken this into consideration, and the design of blood and minced meat is quite cautious - where is the blood? It doesn't look much thicker than brown sugar water... In short, it looks like
It looks bloody, but not so much that it makes you sick or vomit.
Seeing that the boss's health bar was turning red, the leader was also worried - today he led three forty-man regiments and about a hundred elite personnel, and it was not easy to drive this stupid big guy into a violent state.
...But now, the boss has resorted to rogue tactics, and Tema has started to charge mindlessly. What should I do?
You know, the King of Scarabs has a skill called "Top Sting". The damage is already very high under normal conditions. Usually one blow can kill most of the MT's blood - that's an MT with nearly full blue equipment. At this stage,
The best tank player is nothing more than this.
The thrusting thing also comes with additional puncture damage and bleeding damage. Once the mt is hit by the thrusting, he has to go to the side to cool down. At this time, the deputy t must provoke the boss to prevent the boss from thrusting again.
——That's the second puncture, the damage will be increased by 10%, and the third puncture will be 20%... No matter how hard the mt is, it will never be able to withstand such superimposed damage without dying.
What's even worse is that the hidden setting of the "Stab" skill is the same as the warrior's "Penetration" - both skills will become more awesome as their own movement speed increases!
Everyone knows how fast "charging" is... charging through as quickly as possible is a trick that soldiers are all familiar with. However, if the boss also starts to use this trick, it will not be fun!
It’s not like MT has never tried a hard-top boss, but the price is to be knocked away and the health value dropped to 101 points, and he was almost killed instantly!
No one blames mt, because they all saw the fate of 2t - well, it was the little unlucky guy who was hung on the corner by the boss.
Both T's used shields to resist the boss's charge and stab combo, but the results were completely opposite...MT was indeed an MT, and even the shield was useless. The boss's corner was blocked by him in front of the shield.
in the middle, so he was just knocked away.
As for 2t, the young man's reaction may be a little slow, and his hands are not fast enough or stable enough, which causes the shield to be erected at a slightly crooked angle... As a result, the boss's horn knocked the young man's right hand off.
The shield that hit him stabbed directly into his left abdomen!
It can be seen from this that an outstanding MT is definitely the soul of a team. Without a good MT, thinking about the boss is pure nonsense! [MT is the abbreviation of "maintank" and is the only one in the team.
A player with a special identity. "Tank" is the main bearer of monster hatred in team copy operations, that is, the primary attack target of monsters. Due to their existence, other players can deal with damage more safely. This is called
As a "tank", the image is vivid.] At this time, the leader of the group did not bother to blame 2t Shenma - scolding him was useless. If he could do as well as mt, how could he become 2t?
Woolen cloth?
No matter what! Defeating the boss is the real thing!
"Gather all the armor classes from the first and second regiments to me! The third regiment is on standby, ready to take over at any time!"
After the leader gave an order, a group of thick-skinned warriors gathered together with sad faces, and there were also a few undead warriors among them.
"Listen to my command, all switch shields, and gather at coordinates (145, 257). The second regiment leader will arrange the formation."
The overall quality of this team is still very good, which can be seen just by looking at their execution - it only took half a minute for a group of people to gather. If they were not well-trained, they would have to do this.
This is really not easy.
"Three people form a row, as many rows as you can. Put up your shields for me, come together, and stand still!"
The team leader glanced at the venue and asked again: "Where is 3t?"
"Here, here." A young dragon man raised the door panel shield in his hand to indicate his position.
"Go behind the human wall and wait."
The young man responded and hurried over. The moving speed of this shield warrior was really painful. The leader waited patiently for 3t to be in position, and then shouted: "MT, go and pull the boss over, go to
Come closer this side of the human wall."
"Okay!" mt is a man about thirty years old. He usually works very calmly, and everyone in the group admires him. If it were another person, the group leader might not dare to give him such a task - this time
Don't make any mistakes, success or failure depends on this!
As expected, MT did not disappoint everyone. He raised his shield and challenged the boss. The big bug with limited brain capacity immediately dropped the current target and charged towards MT!
All the healing professions raised their hearts in their throats. As soon as the mt lost blood, dozens of healing spells flew up. The mt was still in mid-air, and the bottomed out blood volume had already been filled up.
The effect of "provocation" can last for 3 seconds. When the boss saw that the little thing in front of him was not killed, of course he refused to give up. He spread his legs and rushed in the direction of the mt.
"3t preparation! 3,2,1, provocation!"
As soon as the leader finished speaking, 3t cooperated and released his skills towards the boss. The Scarab King's eyes turned red again, and he saw a faint white energy coming out of his body, and charged again!
This violent state is really terrifying. The order of the boss's skills is completely disrupted. It is really difficult for players to guess what they will encounter next. If they make a mistake in judgment, the consequence will most likely be the destruction of the group!
This time, the Scarab King failed to get what he wanted. The rows of human walls stopped it. Although the big bug charged up with great force, it could not withstand the large number of people on the other side. More than a dozen human walls connected one after another, and finally it was blocked.
The boss stopped him.
"Surround me with the melee professionals! MT takes the aggro!" The leader of the group was overjoyed and hurriedly directed the members to beat up the drowned dog.
"All the remote professions should stop temporarily, gather in the direction of the boss, and wait until the mt is secured before fighting again!"
Listening to the passionate command of the regiment leader, the elites of the three regiments suddenly became energetic. Some of the original small disturbances quietly disappeared without a trace, and the entire team once again exerted its due tacit understanding and cohesion.
"T's hatred is very stable, come on, hit me hard!"
"The mages in Male Gobi haven't eaten yet? The fireball Dotma is smashing!"
"Bullshit! The healer is optimistic about mt's health. The boss has put out the top thorn. Don't use 3t for now. Let mt continue to eat. When you reach the third floor, you can take the hatred."
"Nah, don't ask me to say it again, I don't care about other people's blood, just brush up the mt!"
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Just when everyone was in full swing about the boss, the sharp-eyed mt suddenly yelled: "Everyone, get out! Get out!"
