The Infested Fangs adventure group is a very standard evil-oriented adventure group. Whether it is the barbarian leader who kills on the front line or the auxiliary poison master who plays with the venom potion bottle, they are all villains who do all kinds of evil.
Of course, according to their understanding, they are adventurers who have a more "free" way to obtain profits.
This large-scale team copy looks a bit strange, but the barbarian leader doesn't think he can gain much benefit by following the red-robed mage.
Danger and profit are inseparable twins, and the barbarian leader sees this clearly.
Only by shedding the most blood can one hunt the richest prey. This is the simple and crude thinking logic in the mind of the barbarian leader.
Now, they are preparing to take advantage of the fierce battle between the armies of both sides to attack the soldier commanders located in the first line of defense area.
Although these more detailed existences are not identified in the team copy, Lukeda Voloto I has issued a bounty for them.
If the task of the good camp is to keep the situation as stable as possible in order to reap the ultimate benefits, then the players on the evil side need to proactively find the corresponding enemy units and kill them in order to obtain the corresponding rewards.
To put it simply, evil players have no basic salary and rely entirely on kill shares.
"Chief, I always feel like I'm being spied on, and that feeling makes me a little hairy."
Just as everyone was avoiding the large-scale battlefield and moving to a dark path, the werewolf berserker stroked the wolf hair on his body and said unnaturally.
"Then you should drink more strong alcohol, wolf cub. That might make you braver!"
The barbarian leader glanced at it, and then said with a hint of sarcasm.
He didn't like werewolves, those guys were always a little restless at night.
But considering the combat effectiveness of the Werewolf Berserker, he still allowed it to enter his team.
This place was originally a dense forest, but the dark sky of the Dark Empire polluted it, leaving it full of withered trees.
And there are always some unnatural shadows between the trees, where twisted evil spirits are occasionally born.
"Maybe you can try this, it will definitely keep you away from fear."
The poison magician took out a jar of unknown liquid that was constantly bubbling cold green. As the poison magician shook it, he could see some objects that looked like eyeballs from time to time.
"And your brain explodes?"
The werewolf berserker suddenly got close to the Poison Master's face, then glared at him fiercely and said.
"That's enough, wolf cub. When the team copy is over, I don't mind if you tear this bastard apart. But now, he still has value."
The barbarian leader punched the werewolf berserker away and then said to it.
If the evil players did not form a strict and cruel dominance relationship, the daily life between team players would often be like this.
It is difficult for evil-oriented players to form a long-term fixed team relationship, because everyone knows each other's bottom line: there is no bottom line.
So things like trust are naturally out of the question.
"Wait, I seem to feel like there is someone behind me..."
The human ranger who had been silent next to him suddenly spoke, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by another voice.
"Creak..."
It was the sound of broken bones, the sound of death mixed with the rupture of muscles and blood vessels!
"Ouch!!"
The violent lion guarding the area left this plane with the disappearance of its master before it could go berserk.
And where the human ranger originally stood, a huge creature that didn't know when it appeared occupied the place!
The shadow thief closest to the forest trainer instantly avoided the fist with the aura of death by rolling sharply!
As an experienced shadow thief, he did not use the power of shadow to escape immediately.
It is foolish to leave your back to an unknown enemy, and the Shadow Thief is confident that he can deal with this big guy with his own skills.
But in the next moment, when a fist with almost no fighting gap hit him again, he was completely unprepared and was hit directly!
"bump!!"
Rich shadow power erupted from his body, and the next moment he appeared about ten meters away from his original position.
"Monk?"
The shadow thief said with an expression as if he had seen a ghost. As a shadow thief who often interacts with shadow hand-style disciples, he has very rich experience in fighting against the monk's blast combo.
But this does not mean that he has the experience to fight a monk who is 2.5 meters tall and has six arms.
The moment he realized that he was fighting a monk, the shadow thief's face suddenly turned a little ugly. He knew what this distance meant to a monk who had already entered the professional level.
If he had known earlier that he was facing a monk, he would have definitely exploded shadow energy and used shadow jump immediately, and then sought an opportunity in an area at least fifty meters away.
But now, he has no chance to regret.
Because in the next moment, the huge black shadow with suffocating air pressure traveled across the distance of more than ten meters as if teleporting, and then suddenly smashed down!
"bump!"
"bump!!"
"bump!!!"
The shadow thief used the vague aura as a last symbolic resistance the first moment he understood it, but the aura with evil power did not stop the large monk even for 0.1 seconds!
The next moment, in the shadow thief's desperate eyes, he was directly beaten to a pulp!
"Do neutral wild monsters still have monk levels? This dungeon is a bit wild."
The poison master shook the poison bottle in his hand and said.
Everything happened too fast, and their perception and agility were completely unable to keep up with the shadow thief and Yi Qiu's battle that was like an afterimage.
"Hell, I'll hold this guy back! Wolf cub, you see the opportunity and use your bestiality burst!"
The barbarian leader raised his ax with an ugly expression and shouted at the werewolf berserker.
"Bang!!!"
But in the next moment, a huge stick smashed him and the weapon directly into the ground!
The violent shock caused his arm to fall into a state of weakness, and the almost-crushed strength gap made him fall into a brief state of confusion. This was the first time he faced being beaten so much after using his violent ability.
Tragic situation.
"puff!"
And in the next moment, the iron rod hit him again with a strange rhythm and smashed him open!
"Ouch!"
Realizing that something was wrong, the werewolf berserker directly exploded the beastly power in his body. After his eyes turned red, he instantly transformed into an unknown large creature that needed to rush towards the first time mark to attack them!
With the dual blessing of wild rage and its own abilities, its instant burst of speed even formed a fleeting aura!
In just an instant, it pounced in front of the large creature, and then suddenly bit into the throat of the large creature!
"bump!"
But what greeted it was not a soft throat, but a huge bald head that looked as strong as steel!
Under the cross-effect of the violent kinetic energy he carried and the strength of the opponent, the werewolf was directly seriously injured in this tragic impact!
Then the next moment, the dizzy werewolf felt like he was caught by something.
"Tear!!"
The bloody and brutal force directly tore it into pieces!
"Hey, try this!"
At this moment, the Poison Master threw a very unstable-looking potion bottle towards the area.
Then the next moment, a violent explosion occurred!
"boom!"
The broken potion bottle instantly emitted a poisonous mist with a strong stench, and the ominous black mist instantly swallowed all living creatures within 20 meters around the center of the explosion!
"Dragon and Scorpion Tail Liquid Extract + Badgucci Humic Herb Version 1.68, I hope you like it, big guy."
The Poison Master shrugged and said.
But the next moment, the large shadow coming out of the center of the poisonous fog made his expression suddenly change:
"You are really a fucking monk, I..."
"bump!!"
A large iron rod smashed him into a pulp, and the forest that originally exuded gloom and terror suddenly fell into a deathly silence...