"..." Mo Cheng expressed his feelings with a dark face.
"Hey, boss, let me pull it for you." Seeing Mo Cheng's darkened face, Fifty Dollars OK, he immediately thought of the reason why he usually got beaten, and immediately took out his weapon and shot at the boss.
It's a pity that all his arrows hit the boss, but they all failed to break the defense...
Yaoyan Huozhong silently went up to give the boss a layer of poisoned state. Tsukuyomi Koshota paid close attention to the blood volume of everyone in the team. With that serious look, he had begun to possess some of the demeanor of a divine animal.
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"This is a fallen humanoid monster. Its skills should be similar to those of the player. But because the opponent is a level 50 boss, be careful about its speed." Mo Cheng warned, especially when he said the word "fallen".
Mo Cheng used the accent.
"Head, what's the difference between a fallen humanoid and a demonized one?" he asked a little dullly, "Can fifty dollars be enough?" Because he was completely useless, he had to ask some questions to kill himself.
"Well, Tsukuyomi, you answer it." After Mo Cheng released a skill, he paused and replied.
"Ah?" Little Shota Tsukuyomi was observing everyone's blood volume attentively. When she heard Mo Cheng calling his name, she couldn't help but responded smoothly.[
"Tsukuyomi, what do you think is the difference between demonized and fallen monsters?" Mo Cheng asked with a gentle smile.
"Well, Brother Silence, I think one is unknowingly and the other is forced."
"Well, that's good. Although I haven't touched the key point yet, it's already a bit of a spearhead." Mo Cheng admired it, looking at Shota Tsukuyomi, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.
"Hehe..." Tsukuyomi Koshota grinned sheepishly and showed a bright smile.
"Roar!" The fallen Ace didn't know if he was annoyed by the leisurely behavior shown by Mo Cheng and the others. He was also a level 50 boss after all, but these people were still chatting while fighting him.
My uncle can't bear it, but my aunt can't!
The fallen Ace decided to let them know how powerful he was. Although he could not speak, his movements were as smooth and violent as humans.
The huge scythe danced with great force, and the air flow caused by slashing it was whistling, which was very harsh, like the sound of grinding teeth.
Suddenly, the fallen Ace realized that his attack had little effect. He immediately raised the scythe into the air and spun it at high speed.
This action is a difficult one, and the name of a skill can't help but pop up in Mo Cheng's mind.
"Get out of the way quickly, it's a great skill!" Mo Cheng shouted hurriedly, and then backed away first.
Yaoyan Huozhong reacted the fastest, and followed Mo Cheng out of the way, followed by Fifty Yuan, he was standing far away, then Qingfeng, and finally Tsukuyomi.
Tsukuyomi was too concerned about everyone's health, so his reaction was a bit slow.
The boss's scythe suddenly slashed straight down, and the ground around the boss was shattered.
Even though Mo Cheng and the others escaped quickly, they still suffered some damage.[
Fortunately, the damage was only less than 200 points.
After the big move, everyone gathered again.
The super-fast assassin Yaoyan Huozhong is still the first hatred, and the second hatred is Mo Cheng.
The output continues...
Under the command of Mo Cheng, the golden boss at level 50 has become less powerful. The advantage of this humanoid monster is that he does not have a large body like an alien monster and has outrageous various skills. He and the players have used
The skills should not be much different.
In other words, the skills he is currently using can be learned by players at level 50, and of course there are some differences.
However, after using these ultimate moves for a while, Mo Cheng has figured it out. As long as the skills have not yet appeared, Mo Cheng already knows the skills it is about to release, and reminds everyone in advance to dodge, so there is no threat.
Defeating the boss is just a matter of time.
The only thing that Mo Cheng finds tricky is that the boss will go berserk when its health reaches 5%.
That would probably be a bit troublesome, so he asked 50 bucks to pay attention to the blood bar on the boss's head. Although he couldn't see the specific number of blood volume, it was still possible to measure the approximate blood volume by looking at the blood bar.
Of course, he had no idea whether fifty dollars would be enough, so Mo Cheng told him a rough range and just reminded everyone.
Fifty bucks, okay, was a joke. His arrows couldn't break through the boss's defense. Mo Cheng found something for him to do, and he happily agreed.
Time passed quickly, and everyone's spirits gradually became a little tired.
The boss's blood volume is still slowly declining, and he's almost dozing off if it's 50 bucks.
Suddenly, the boss's eyes flashed red, and a signal immediately flashed in Mo Cheng's mind.
"Get away!" Mo Cheng shouted in a sharp voice. At the same time, Mo Cheng quickly released the resistance fire ring.
Tsukuyomi Shota stumbled when he heard the words "get out of the way". He ran two steps and almost didn't fall. One hand suddenly picked up his collar and threw him directly on his back. Then he was gone with two swish.
Ran out.
It’s the breeze!
It was Qingfeng who carried Little Shota Tsukuyomi away on his back.
This guy's speed was not slow, which made Mo Cheng couldn't help but wonder if Qingfeng had added skill points to his agility. If that were true, the God of War in his previous life would be ruined.
"Qingfeng, Wushu and Tsukuyomi should find a safe place." Mo Cheng said in the team chat.
"kindness."
"Yaoyan, follow me and kill the boss."
"kindness."
The two figures shot at the rampaging boss at the same time. At this time, they were the only two who could keep up with the boss's speed. The others had not yet recovered their levels and would die if they came up. That's why Mo Cheng asked them to retreat.
"Oh, we don't have a share anymore. It's really not fun to watch the show. It's fun to go up there." Fifty dollars will do. I don't know where I got a grass root and gnawed it vigorously, muttering in my mouth.
"Okay, once we recover our level, we can fight together." Qingfeng said, rarely without scoffing at whether fifty yuan would be enough.
"Tsukuyomi, watch the silent boss carefully and learn." Qingfeng turned to Tsuyomi and said.
"Yeah, I got it." Tsukuyomi Koshota watched Mo Cheng's every move intently, and then pondered it by himself.
It's a lie to say that Qingfeng didn't want to go up to help. Seeing the silhouettes of Shen Mo and Yaoyan Huozhong constantly jumping on the edge of danger, Qingfeng wished he could go up and block the boss so that they could deal with it well.
As a warrior, he can only stand behind his teammates, which is a humiliation for the warrior. However, in the silent team, Qingfeng felt satisfied that what he felt was a warm feeling, a kind of brotherly feeling.
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He decided that next time he must find the path that suits him best, and he must be able to stand in front of silence, giving his teammates and brothers the most reliable and strongest shoulders and back.
"Come all over."
Qingfeng came to her senses when she heard Mo Cheng's voice. It turned out that the boss had already fallen.
After all, this is the first boss to be killed. In addition to increasing the popularity and reputation value, there will also be generous drops.
Qingfeng and the others have become numb to system announcements, and now they are almost blinded by the falling objects all over the floor.
There is gold all over the place. In this gold, there are money, equipment, and skill books.
While he was intoxicated with picking up gold coins, Mo Cheng picked up the skill books first and exploded two of them in total.
Looking at it again, Mo Cheng threw all the skill books to Qingfeng, because these two skill books were all for warriors. They were Warrior's Tailwind Slash and Taunt respectively.
"Qingfeng, you're lucky." Mo Cheng threw the skill book to Qingfeng and showed a pleased smile.
"This, boss." Qingfeng stuttered a bit and took the skill book thrown by Mo Cheng, not knowing what to say.
"Study hard and ward off monsters for us in the future." Mo Cheng smiled and continued to flip through other things.
"Yes." Qingfeng's eyes were full of tears. He didn't continue to say anything and put the package directly. He was not high enough to study, so he could only put it away first.
Most of the equipment is still that of warriors, and there is also a scythe called the God of Death. I don’t know what profession uses it. Because there is no identification, Mocheng doesn’t know.
He had never seen a profession with a sickle in his previous life. It seemed that this should be a full-time weapon for a special profession.
Mo Cheng put away the sickle, and then threw all the warrior equipment to Qingfeng, as well as a ring. Can you give it fifty yuan? He and Yaoyan Huozhong got nothing except a few gold coins.
But being able to arm Qingfeng, Mo Cheng felt it was worth it.
After sitting down and taking a short rest, Mo Cheng and the others were on the road again.
This time, the place they are going to is the devil's land.
Killing this boss by accident allowed them to reduce their sin points a bit, but this was not enough. They are still very popular now.
If other players saw this, it would be no less than seeing a mobile treasure house.
Along the way, we encountered a lot of monsters, but none of them were that high-level, because Mo Cheng specifically chose an easier route.
It was around noon that Mocheng and the others arrived in front of a white desert.
"Head, is this the land of demons?" Can fifty dollars be okay? Mo Cheng asked in confusion as he stopped to look. "I can't tell. The name is so scary, but it doesn't look that good."
"Do you think so?" Mo Cheng smiled strangely and kicked fifty yuan into the white desert.
"Ahem, that's too much. Damn, how could you treat someone like this?" Fifty dollars is okay, he said while spitting out sand.
Wait, he will be speechless.
Because, fifty bucks is okay. Suddenly, he found that his blood volume had been dropping sharply. No monsters were attacking him, but his blood volume was dropping at a high speed.
"Wow, what the hell." Fifty bucks okay, he stood up and ran away, but he suddenly found that he was running very slowly, like a slow-motion shot.
