The 'perfect bald man' let out a long breath... Fortunately, although he always bickered with the old dog, he never really went against him.
Sometimes, a wrong step means a wrong step.
If he hadn't behaved so well, Old Snow Gou would never have reminded him of the Green Book.
If he hadn't said anything, who would have known that he would have guessed something?
After all, you are the one fighting and the choice is yours.
Although ‘Xueyunfeng’ has a good character, it doesn’t mean that he won’t watch you jump into the trap... If you don’t give in to his control, will he still care about whether the Rose family is in front of you?
Of course, no one hoped that his holy light would shine in the past... In the end, a snowy old dog would shine through!
The 'Perfect Bald Head' looked at the tablet in his hand and bit his back teeth slightly: Now, we can only see if the 'Old Sanda King' can pay attention to the prompts he gave.
After all, old age is in the middle of a battle, so it is impossible for him to send any messages that require taking out his tablet to read... voice playback is even less possible.
Although William gave them a lot of convenience, it was not to the point where they could only listen to themselves when the sound was played outside.
Therefore, he can only use the vibration of the tablet to deliver messages.
Fortunately, during previous battles, they had done a lot of frequency reminders because of the criticality of the 'Old Sanda King'.
Some special words were even assigned special vibration frequencies.
However, unfortunately... no matter how special the frequency is, the person who perceives it still needs to be calm enough.
When the blood is high, who can tell the difference between a 1 second shock and a 5 second shock?
Not to mention, the vibration frequency of the message he delivered this time was more complex and the switching was particularly rapid.
Although the 'Perfect Bald Head' also set intervals, there were ten consecutive releases. I hope that the 'Old Sanda King' will have enough time to ponder these signals.
But...if after ten times, the 'Old Sanda King' still doesn't understand, then it will only depend on the choice of fate.
However, she should at least know that there is something that she needs to consider carefully, right?
Normally speaking, since the 'Old Sanda King' is unlikely to be counter-killed by the BOSS, she should not waste the opportunity to use the Emerald Book.
Therefore, such an urgent reminder must be abnormal!
Even if he temporarily ignored the true meaning of those vibrations because he was hitting too hard, the 'old Sanda King' should not have no reaction at all...
‘Perfect Bald Head’ thought about it, but still felt a little uneasy, so he stood up and walked around the place in a circle.
‘Xue Yunfeng’ looked at his little short legs that kept tumbling around and showed a meaningful smile.
Only the 'Magic Sword', who was still busy calculating the combat power of the mobs, didn't know anything.
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The ‘Old Sanda King’ stepped on the enemy’s head in front and made a 180-degree flip in the air.
In the direction where she fell, several warlocks quickly retreated... After such a long battle, the smart people who have not been killed by this female priest already know how ruthless this attacker is and how she likes to kill nearby people.
The bad style of kicking out enemies and using them as a shield.
Of course, the 'Old Sanda King' doesn't think he is bad... his enemies are trash that should be discarded and used.
Of course, the 'Old Sanda King', who was too smart to be easily exploited by her, would still give them a more comfortable result... After spinning rapidly on the ground for a few times, she keenly sensed an opening.
Then, a low roar of "Old Sanda King" broke out, and a red light lit up on her fist, seemingly charging forward... The warlocks in front of her scattered after hearing the sound.
Of course, those seven-ring warlocks would reprimand them coldly, but when they themselves couldn't help but retreat, no one was willing to insist on continuing to rush forward.
Although everyone has been brainwashed to a certain extent, and they are all afraid of the intimidation of the boss behind them, after all, those who can survive to this day have left some IQ in themselves.
In their eyes, even the extremely powerful Seventh Ring Warlock failed to make immediate achievements after rushing out, which means that even if the boss comes forward on his own, he may not be able to win.
He might even not come out.
In that case, what qualifications does the other party have to teach them a lesson?
As long as you have some brains, you can think of a key point... The boss needs something to prove that his retreat is wise and well-founded.
Then he can't let them all die, and he can't even leave only the Seventh Ring... It's best to have the Seventh Ring, so that only a few can die.
Although if they are all dead, then the boss can say whatever he wants to explain... But their master will only think that since all his subordinates are dead, why should he be alive?
The one who never bothered to find out if the only subordinate who came back alive really had any difficulties.
It has always been his rule that those who are incompetent should die.
So, now, as long as they can save their lives under this woman, those terrible fates will not necessarily befall them.
Anyway, enough people have died.
There are so many, even for consumables, it’s a bit excessive.
Of course, the more evil these warlocks are, the more opportunities the 'Old Sanda King' can take.
However, she needs some free time and also wants to create some good opportunities for herself.
Then she had to let these guys who were waving their arms and slashing with knives and swords calm down a little bit.
This time, the 'Old Sanda King' was targeting a somewhat troublesome Seventh Ring... So, she gave herself some defense-breaking blessings.
The small figure shrouded in red light suddenly made a sharp turn in the middle of the charge, and then punched a certain seven-ring warlock in the neck who thought he was safe.
The 'Old Sanda King' has killed almost hundreds of dark warlocks, and she already understands that the attribute points of these guys are basically added to endurance and physical strength.
Ha~
Who knows how to deal with thick-skinned enemies better than her?
The heart can be on the other side, and the internal organs can have super recovery power or even be replaced, but if the neck is broken, the fighting ability will inevitably be lost.
This is not an undead spirit. It can swing a stick even if its head falls to its chest.
Moreover, these guys just have thick skin, and their bones, especially their spines, are really not that strong.
It's obvious that he is not a person who relies on his own ability to train himself.
Even if the neck of a great knight like that is also unprotected, it is not so easy to be smashed through!
Of course, there is no knight who would not protect his neck.
There are no protective spells on these warlocks' clothes... Of course, it's not that they don't have any. It's just that the hands of the 'old Sanda King' have a red light that breaks the spell.
The Fist Fighter profession was originally created to deal with legal professions.
They don't think they can break through those turtle shells with their fists.
But as long as there is light that breaks the law, the mages will never be able to withstand their fists.
Of course, the real archmage cannot really break through the light of mass-level magic breaking like them.
But now these warlocks, who can even put simple defensive enchantments on their robes, definitely don't have this ability.
Therefore, the establishment of the ‘Old Sanda King’ was really successful.
Seeing that even the seventh-ring mage had only a small part of his neck left, the warlocks were frightened by the blood rushing to the roof and stopped for a moment.
The 'Old Sanda King' sneered and jumped up, sitting directly on a green wall lamp, looking down at the bewildered enemies below.
She rubbed her hard-working little fists and looked at the anxious faces of the warlocks with a smile.
The tablet in the inner chest pocket vibrated again.
The 'Old Sanda King' frowned slightly, clasped his fingers together, and massaged the back of his hand.
Looks a little tired.
Of course, she was not tired... From the night of the previous day to the peak of the sun the next day, her physical strength dropped a lot!
Not to mention, fighting for so long took a lot of energy out of her!
Fortunately, although this group of warlocks are quite high-level, they can only use a few spells... and their control ability is not very good.
When the two sides were not very familiar with each other at the beginning, the ‘old Sanda King’ even used their accurate skills to help kill several enemies!
Although their spells are not that damaging to their own people, they are not immune to injuries.
Especially the shock wave-like spell, which can be used to knock other enemies to the ground... Well, the fighting method of the undead is much more complicated than this. The 'Old Sanda King' has already had a very skilled set of circumvention methods.
Post-tactics.
Then these warlocks can use their swords with various spells attached to hit her.
The advantage is that you won't hurt your own people easily.
The bad thing is that it's like this now... because they have to maintain the magic bonus to the sword, their spell bar is almost at the bottom.
It's not impossible, but if you want to attack the 'old Sanda King' sitting high up in the corner, you can only use those seven rings to attack him.
After all, she has to break the white and transparent eggshell that just popped out of her body first!
But these Seven Rings also understand that there is no problem for them to take action, but whoever moves the most is the most vulnerable to attack... The little girl is very fast, and she will definitely be able to kill two more enemies before she is disabled.
If they can become the seventh ring, even if they have been brainwashed, their IQ will actually recover a lot. No one wants to be the one who attracts the most attention.
So, the hall suddenly became very quiet.
The ‘Old Sanda King’ shook his feet leisurely.
She's out of the fight.
A full 30 seconds!
After such a long time, it was enough for the 'Old Sanda King''s blue bar and stamina bar to return to the stage of complete victory.
The female pastor tilted her head slightly and put one hand into the pocket of her leather jacket... She seemed to have understood the message conveyed by the 'perfect bald head'.
Although I don’t know why, the ‘Old Sanda King’ decided to do it. ()
