This puts the wild boar in a rather embarrassing situation at this time. He suddenly brought the Warcraft Legion with him. At this time, he saw that he had no chance to attack...
Lin Yutian can only use these players to vent his anger. If killing players can scare the NPCs in the city, then let blood flow all over the moat and force them to hand over their men! It must be said that Lin Yutian is judging the relationship between people.
From a perspective, it is still a bit too simple.
Wild boars were killing unscrupulously among the players, and more than a dozen low-level Warcraft Lords were rushing back and forth under the leadership of the violent bears. The battle formation of the players gathered with the blood in their chests could no longer support it, and the unilateral massacre left
Players are constantly dying.
Equipment was scattered all over the ground, and copper coins were scattered everywhere, but most of these were not objects that exploded from monsters, but objects that exploded from player corpses.
Lin Yutian was also a lot taller in the crowd at this time, and his target was quite conspicuous. Compared with the first time he faced the siege of players, when his thin and flexible body was constantly blocked by people, now the wild boar is running rampant without worrying about anyone.
Dare to block your own path.
Thinking about the ups and downs and fear at that time, Lin Yutian felt more satisfied and happy for some reason. White light continued to glow around him, and the players around him were yelling weakly. The siege of a group of people did not leave any scars on the wild boar.
, but it makes the wild boar more brave.
Lin Yu really wanted to summon the body of the mad demon to directly destroy the city wall next to him and the players in front of him. But reason restrained this impulse, and the wild boar obviously understood that if he abused this skill, in addition to...
There is no other benefit to attracting more and more powerful enemies and exposing your identity to the light camp.
At that time, the bright dragon may turn back again, carrying the dragon knight who once made Lin Yutian fearful. There is no need for the dragon knight to come, just a few more griffins and griffon knights will be enough for the wild boar to suffer at this time.
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"Go back first. Otherwise, you may be in danger when the troops in the city come out." Plancy persuaded calmly, "It is not a wise move to waste the power in your hands here."
Lin Yutian kept his head down and continued to kill. At this time, the wild boar that had just killed the wild boar ignored Plancy's advice again. The old magician sighed, and his body returned to the palm of the soul. Since Lin Yutian was a little impatient, he could only let him put this
Only by releasing your emotions can you calm down your mind.
Salum, Rakshasa, Lin Yutian stopped and called, can you hear my voice?
There was no response, and the wild boar Diheng continued to charge. The screams of the surrounding players continued to be heard.
In the dungeon of the City Lord's Mansion, Rakshasa suddenly sat up from the bed and turned to look at Salum. The latter was dozing uncomfortably under the gaze of ten elves, apparently not hearing his master's call.
"Just sleep!" Rakshasa cursed lowly, attracting the eyes of the two elf guards, and continued to lie down to rest. She just heard the call of the wild boar, although it was only a slight and traceless call. It seemed like
The whisper in the dream, but she still caught it.
This not only shows that Rakshasa's senses are more sensitive, but also proves that the barrier around the City Lord's Mansion is not airtight...
"Master, we are safe here..." Rakshasa said in his heart, trying to convey his thoughts, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any response.
The battle outside the city became more and more fierce. Players regarded this as a counterattack and provocation from monsters. They fought bloody battles. The 'passive skill: Calling Friends' that all players had was activated, and more and more guilds were formed.
He and his team were involved in the encirclement and suppression of Warcraft. However, the term "encirclement and suppression" is a bit inappropriate, and it would be more appropriate to use "attack" instead.
Compared with the blood-soaked scene outside the city, the singing and dancing in the city lord's palace is a bit ironic. The Elf Prince received the envoys from the God of War Alliance. Although the atmosphere in the hall was not very good and the process was not smooth, but between the two
Under the guidance of the old fox, there was no conflict.
Finally, the elders of the Fox clan asked about the purpose of their trip: "Prince Feng Luo, Lord of Feilin City, we are here this time because we heard that the magician Salum, who once accompanied me, Prince Nuoyan, as an envoy to your noble court, appeared here.
, he has been a life-saving grace to Prince Nuoyan time and time again, so he came to take him back to his country to receive a reward. I wonder if His Royal Highness the Prince and the Lord of the City know the whereabouts of Salum?"
"This," City Lord Feilin said directly, grabbing the words of Prince Feng Luo who was about to speak. Although this was a bit disrespectful, City Lord Feilin was really afraid that the prince would nod and say: He is in my hands. "Salam? This
The name sounds familiar, but his whereabouts are naturally unknown."
Feng Luo suddenly sneered: "If it were in my hands, he wouldn't survive tonight."
"What do you mean by this, Your Highness?" The elder of the Fox Clan finally couldn't help but ask, "With the mediation of Prince Nuoyan who was not afraid of dangers, our two countries achieved hard-won peace. Does Your Highness regard war as a child's play?
Are you going to start another war?"
"Oh, can you represent the Alliance of Gods of War?" Feng Luo leaned forward, as if looking down at the orc elder. The elder of the fox tribe was calm and unafraid, with his back straight, he asked:
"Can Your Highness represent the position of the elves?"
"Bold! Isn't it a very rude behavior to talk to Prince Feng Luo like this without realizing it?" Lord Feilin shouted in a low voice. At this time, he could not continue to be a peacemaker and had to stand firm. "Your Highness Feng Luo belongs to our Elf clan.
The prince can naturally represent the elves!"
"I'm afraid that's not necessarily the case," the elder of the Fox tribe chuckled and stroked his goatee, "If His Highness the Prince can represent the Elf Empire, then the war at this time will probably not stop. Your Highness Feng Luo, if Salum
He and the elf accompanying him are in your hands, and I hope His Highness will let them go so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings."
"Come here," Feng Luo suddenly leaned back on his chair and smiled lazily, "bring those two guys up."
City Lord Feilin was shocked. He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in His Highness Feng Luo's gourd. However, the face of the elder of the Fox clan changed because he could see... murderous intent in Feng Luo's eyes.
snort--
The roar of wild boars reached the city through the city wall, making the elves and civilians of other races in the city a little uneasy, but the city wall in front of them gave them immense confidence, which made them not worry about the tragedy of falling.
The wild boar was beating these players to a bloody head. Of course, the players from Philimor City were the ones who were hit, and the ones who were bleeding were also these guys. Lin Yutian used his own defense to laugh at the attacks of the surrounding players, even if the players had fixed
It's a blood-removing skill, but its hit rate is really bad.
No matter which profession he is, facing the wild boar's attack is like cutting a cake, and instant kills occur from time to time, although Lin Yutian is not good at attacking.
Among the monsters, the most beautiful thing is the blood elf thief who appears and disappears at that time, especially the blood elf leader who is targeted by many players but cannot touch the hem of her clothes. She is like a bloody butterfly interspersed in the battlefield.
The dagger in his hand kept killing these players.
If it were just a legendary wild boar, then the surrounding players might be able to hold on for a little longer. After all, even if Lin Yutian is powerful, he does not have a big move that can destroy the whole screen. But behind the wild boar are 20,000 ordinary Warcraft and a group of lords of all levels.
, players feel that their tenacity is crumbling little by little.
"Come on! These guys can't be beaten at all!"
"Let them attack the city! Let them attack the city! Lead them to the NPC guarding the city, and let the NPC kill these monsters!"
The wild boar couldn't help but have black lines on its head. It really pretended that it couldn't understand the human language and told such crude and sinister tactics in front of him. With a low roar, the group of monsters looked up at the wall on one side at the same time. What the wild boar had just conveyed was
The idea is simple yet complex: don't get close to the city wall, kill all these sons of gods.
The feast of killing continues.
"Line up! Line up!" At the gate of the West City, thousands of elven archers came down from the city wall and gathered in the camp at the base of the wall.
The elf archers stared at the two captains with their unique cold eyes. The city lord said that he would send two teams to drive out these monsters. For the sake of safety, the general of the camp decisively chose two teams.
