The monsters that appear in the Death Swamp are between level 13 and 15. Although killing monsters is not a problem for the old monster now, the attack of the monsters here is already relatively high. If you are accidentally touched, you may be hanged back to the city, so the old monster
The demon has always behaved cautiously.
This map is a wild map, and there will be a BOSS, but the old demon has no idea of looking for it now. This ghost place is just like the name of the map, with soft mud everywhere, and even accidentally...
I fell into the swamp and lost half of my health. I really don’t know how the official government came up with such a map. Not many players are willing to come here to level up. If you look around, you can’t see anyone at all.
"Guri's racial mentor, I curse your whole family. Why are you coming here so hard to die?" The old demon easily killed a level 13 mob that spawned next to him. He was cursing.
Fortunately, when the skill instructor gave him the news, he also roughly pointed out the location. Otherwise, it would be difficult for the old demon to find his racial instructor on such a large map.
When he saw a figure lying on the ground, the circles in the old demon's eyes suddenly turned red. It's not easy! I finally found you...
The racial mentor of the Shadow Clan has the same pair of deep black eyes that the old demon saw when he first created the character, but now the mentor looks very embarrassed and can't even stand still. When he sees the old demon,
The Demon Queen suddenly showed a hint of surprise on his face.
"Ah! God of Shadows, you can meet a clansman in such a ghost place. There is nothing more fortunate than this!" The shadow clan mentor exclaimed with some exaggeration: "My dear clansman, you don't know that I
Can I ask you for something to eat? You know, I haven't found food for three days..."
The old demon knows that this is triggering the plot. Want food? I wonder if the bread he is carrying will do?
Bread: Restores 20 points of stamina per second, lasts for 10 seconds, must sit down to be effective. This was bought by the old demon when he passed by the store when he was looking for the buddy in front of him in the city. Unexpectedly, it came in handy.
Taking the bread handed to him by the old demon, the Shadow Clan mentor hurriedly ate it. After a while, he finally regained his strength and was able to stand up. He patted his clothes and said to the old demon: "Thank you, my dear clansman.
If I hadn't met you, I would probably starve to death here."
The old demon couldn't help but rolled his eyes. He also knew that this was just a dialogue in the plot. In fact, even if he didn't appear here, the guy in front of him would probably not die of hunger for half a year.
"Those damn swamp murlocs, they stole my luggage!" the Shadow Clan mentor said angrily: "Dear clansman, I wonder if you can help me teach them a lesson and grab my luggage back, otherwise
, I may not be able to reach Vantalost City..."
A system prompt box appeared in front of the old demon, asking him if he would accept the task of mentoring the Shadow Clan. The old demon chose yes without even thinking about it.
Just kidding, didn't I come all the way here just to ask you to take over the mission?
"The first step after receiving the main plot mission: Help the Shadow Clan mentor kill 50 Deadpool murlocs and retrieve the mentor's luggage."
The old demon couldn't help but feel a little depressed. He didn't expect that the level of the main plot of the privileged race was quite difficult. He asked to kill level 13 monsters from the very beginning. You know, Yang Yongle and the others' main plot of the human race, the first few steps were just to find people.
, even if you kill monsters, you only kill level 11 mobs.
Forehand sword!
"Critical hit!-360!"
Backhand sword!
"Critical hit!-210!"
Enough combo points, Shadow Sword!
"Critical hit!-1410!"
A super high damage that was enough to make everyone who saw it faint suddenly appeared from the fish-man's head! The old demon successfully merged the three swords into one!
The damage caused by the Afterimage Sword to the murlocs is about 700, and the critical hit is about 1,400. Although the actual damage to the murlocs has not changed, if it is three consecutive attacks, the damage will float separately and not be combined.
The injury figures are so staggering.
This number also makes the old demon very happy to see it, your sister! Thousands of damage values! This is the first time it has appeared!
It feels so good, but the total of these attacks only knocked out about 2,500 of the Murloc's health, and the Murloc's health was only 8,000, and it still takes a few more attacks. In the game Age of the Gods, players
The damage value seems to be quite high, but the monster's HP is correspondingly longer.
For the next attack, Lao Yao could only perform a flat slash first. The combination of these skills, from accumulating combo points to the final finishing move, had actually consumed almost 100/100 of his energy.
Assassination consumes 35 energy, the forehand sword consumes 30 energy, and the backhand sword consumes 35 energy. This has almost reached the bottom of the energy. Although the energy value is restored very quickly, with 25 points restored in 1 second, it still cannot keep up with the consumption.
Although the Assassin profession has high damage, it can be seen from this that the profession has a weak point of low ability to continue fighting. It will only become better after level 30 and learning skills that can speed up energy recovery.
Just as the old demon was slowly swiping monsters, a sound came from not far behind him.
"Damn, there are actually people practicing in this damn place? I thought no one would come!"
The old demon turned his head and took a look, only to find that a group of players was walking towards this side. Among this group of players, there was a priest, a mage, two warriors, and a hunter, a total of five players. The team was not full.
After seeing this group of players clearly, the old demon suddenly became alert, because he saw that these players all had red names! Moreover, their names seemed somewhat familiar.
One of the soldiers in the lead had a red name on his head: "Battlefield@Tiger"!
The old demon suddenly remembered, isn't this the Battlefield family that the players who blocked the door were scolding?...
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I strive to be rigorous. I use a calculator to calculate every attack. Everyone can rest assured about the data.
