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Chapter 51 Weak Hit Kill

"Run! It's catching up again!"

"Wasn't there a group of people just now? They died so quickly?"

As soon as he stepped down from the city's resurrection altar, Ziyue Lanteng heard anxious shouts in the team channel. He learned wisely this time, it was a little wild boar that knew how to guard corpses, so he happily chose to return to the city.

This directly reduces a lot of losses. "You run towards the city gate, and we will support you!"

Uh, something seems to be wrong...the little wild boar is chasing them and not guarding the corpse? Then why do you go back to the city to resurrect?

There was a faint sigh from behind, and Ziyue Lanteng's depressed mood couldn't help but improve. She turned around and said hello to her friends. Those who can be Fan Er at the same time are true brothers.

In the game world, what spreads faster than rumors, gossip, and news is the real-time information of the BOSS. As soon as Ziyue Lanteng and the two ran to the city gate, they saw two or three players running outside the city in a panic, and they kept

There he shouted:

"The wild boar BOSS suddenly appeared on the west side of the jungle on the outskirts of the city. It is invincible and destroys all kinds of player teams. It is almost as big as the pheasant!"

Ink Damshi hummed: "If you have some culture, you still have a pheasant, that's called a pheasant!"

Several players who were about to return to the city to supply supplies or buy and sell equipment couldn't help but stop and turned around and ran towards the scene of the crime. The entire leveling team in the jungle on the outskirts of the city also quickly heard the news, and more and more people gathered in the west direction.

"Another team has been wiped out! That wild boar is so strong! It only lost one-fifth of its blood!"

"Surround them up and kill them! What kind of boss are we afraid of when there are so many of us!"

This may be the most common thought among players. Even though they know that it is difficult for so many players to cooperate with their attempts to grab the BOSS, they still firmly believe that one day they will be lucky.

Faced with this kind of temptation, there are actually very calm players, such as the great leader of the Redbud Knights. After learning about the appearance of the BOSS from the forum, and when the nine knights around him were eager to try, Redbud Lan stood up and reminded: "Okay

Brushing monsters, so many people can’t get anything.”

"Cousin," Ke'er blinked, "it should be that little wild boar."

"Walk!"

With a horizontal stroke of his spear, Zijinglan swept away the vampire bat in front of him, and rushed towards the west of the jungle with a face as cold as frost. The nine knights immediately responded, pushing away the monster at hand and following suit. Xiao Keer was slow to react.

It took half a beat, but luckily I rushed over before being surrounded by seven or eight bats. I picked up my skirt in a panic and followed.

"Wait for me! The Lun family also has a deep hatred for it!"

Many players flock to the jungle on the west side. After all, there are a lot of players in this jungle, although most of them choose to upgrade by killing vampire bats on the east side.

The little wild boar didn't know that it was going deep into the player's territory. It didn't have this awareness at this time, and it was just chasing the four female players.

That is its prey, and it does not allow it to escape.

The yellow slot it didn't take care of has been nearly half filled, because there are more than 20 players killed by it continuously. If it is a small team player or it can block him for some time, if it is an individual player, it is unorganized

The four female mages could not resist and delay the attack.

The little wild boar always likes to start with a soil spine and then finish with several weak point attacks.

Lin Yutian may never estimate his true combat power, because when fighting players, he will always deliberately avoid attacking the obvious weak point of the player's neck. He does not want blood to spatter in his mouth, nor does he want to bite it himself

A player's organs show off their power.

But at this time, the little wild boar didn't care, and was completely driven by wildness. These players were like sheep without any resistance. Whenever it bit the trachea of ​​a player, a golden weak point critical hit would appear on the player.

Gradually, the evil reputation spread, and the surrounding players did not dare to act rashly for a while, fearing that they would shoot the first bird, and die by themselves, but others would take advantage. Even the players who arrived first, or those along the way, followed closely.

He didn't take the initiative to draw the hatred of this wild boar away.

Soon, the number of players following the little wild boar increased to dozens. Either they were selfish, they wanted to reap the benefits, or they were blocked by the players in front of them and were unable to take action. The sporadic attacks hitting the little owner every second made the little wild boar frustrated.

The bloody streaks remained motionless.

Finally, after a chase, the little wild boar and the four female mages in front closed the distance, and the red shadows of the brutal collision were brilliant and blurry.

The locked Ice Technique let out a soft cry, and suddenly reached out to push away the three sisters in front of her, intending to face the violent attack on her own. However, the charging little wild boar did not give her any chance. The moment of collision and contact, the soil spine was stabbed.

After being released, the four sisters were pushed away by the earth thorns at the same time.

Its fighting consciousness is still there, and how to use skills and coordination has been trained into fighting instinct by Lin Yutian.

The little wild boar moved extremely fast and had no nostalgia for beautiful things at all. It pounced on and bit the handsome ice magician to death. There were several screams in the forest and the screams of the female player.

Some players rush out to save the beauty, but the rising blood does not mean that the attack power has improved. At this time, if calculated based on the equipment level of ordinary players, the average attack of the players is around 60 points. If you are lucky and have a few black iron weapons, the attack may be higher.

There are more, but players wearing a whiteboard are much lower than this value.

Many of the players around here are even using the novice weapons, god-killing weapons, and jewelry received from the blacksmith in Novice Village. The explosion rate is so low that it will definitely drive players crazy.

-3!

-2!

A series of single digits appeared, and the blood bar on the head of the little wild boar struggled to move its fur.

The little wild boar had no idea of ​​​​calculating the dangers around him at this time, but he could feel the urgency of the surrounding situation. The ants could kill an elephant, not to mention the increasing number of two-legged creatures in the surrounding trees. It took more than ten seconds to solve the problem.

The three mages and the little wild boar were also surrounded by more than a dozen players who came first.

"Shield battle! With the shield, it can't break through your defense!"

A shield warrior gritted his teeth and rushed forward, and the little wild boar naturally targeted him as the next attack target. He was short, raised his sword with one hand and struck a powerful blow, and the rusty iron sword hit the little wild boar on the head.

Brings out '-1' mandatory damage.

The shield warrior couldn't help but stare, while the mages who were gathering fireballs and rubbing ice arrows around them quickly dispersed the magic in their hands, fearing to attract the hatred of the little wild boar.

They stopped in time, but the archer who had shot the arrow was immediately speechless. When he saw the little wild boar turning towards him, the archer hurriedly turned around and ran away, but he still did not forget to roar: "You are so ridiculous!"

"Your sister is the one who makes fun of you at this level! You have to change the charge level to level 15 before you can learn it!" The shield fighter and the archer should be a team, and some clues can be seen from the movement coordination of the two. However, the archer did not decelerate due to shock.

The little wild boar's running speed was faster than the player's running speed, and the pair of fangs quickly pierced the archer's thigh.

The archer screamed and fell to the ground. Finally, a few fireballs hit him, but it was too late.

The little wild boar suddenly jumped on the archer's back. The wild boar opened its long mouth, and when its fangs pierced the back of the archer's head, the tight teeth tore off a large piece of meat on the archer's neck.

The fangs inserted into the back of the archer's head bloomed with a blood-red brilliance, which was the blood-thirsty fangs blooming with light.

-553!

A golden weak point critical strike flashed over the archer's head, and two fireballs barely hit the little wild boar. However, the archer was already dying, and the little wild boar turned and rushed towards the two mages who dared to touch his health. One mage swallowed

After swallowing his saliva, he realized that the BOSS was charging towards him, and immediately turned around and rushed towards the crowd.

There are more and more players around.

"I'll fight you!" Shield Zhan's eyes widened, and he was filled with grief and anger at his brother's tragic death. However, the little wild boar ignored the man who was chasing behind him, and locked onto the two fire magicians who had just attacked him with fireballs.

Huofa rushed into the crowd and shouted loudly: "What are you afraid of! One person will kill it in one go!"

"Can you wait a second? Dozens of us can hit three to four hundred points of blood even if we all get critical hits. Get out of the way and don't run towards us! The BOSS has a group attack!"

snort--

The low roar of the wild boar shook the players' nerves. The little wild boar that rushed up suddenly turned around and threw a nearby priest to the ground.

"Random hatred? I didn't add blood to him!" The priest screamed, but the little wild boar clawed and bit at him frantically, causing the health bar on the head of this cloth-armored profession to plummet.

bass!

A black shadow suddenly flashed out beside the little wild boar, and the dagger in his hand drew a silver-white cross and hit the wild boar's head.

Precise angles, sophisticated attack methods, poisonous thief!


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