In the blink of an eye, players from both sides fought at three locations at the same time, making it the first round of battle since the start of the tournament.
The Spicy Jumping Frog battled against the psychic master, Sun Dasheng battled against the spear, Jun Sixteen and Jun L trapped the three melee combatants in the room for a sneak attack. Everyone was trapped in their own battles, but only Hengdao Yijian was still fine.
Standing on the glass dome of the cathedral, leaning against the big cross, looking at those three places, he continued to give orders to everyone.
"Qiao Wen came out of the window and leaned against the wall to add Li Siyang's blood inside."
"Li Siyang, open the door to hell in twenty seconds, use Feng Fuying to move yourself out, and meet Lan Hao."
"receive!"
"yes!"
Mr. Shiliu and Mr. L replied in unison.
"Lan Hao, how is the situation over there?" Heng Dao glanced at the blue four-story building in the market area and asked calmly.
"The dead sparrow flew in after me!" Spicy Jumping Frog shouted excitedly.
"Is it done?" Heng Daoyijian said.
"Tch~ I have the Chengwu in my hand, what can a broken sparrow do not handle! The humanoid self-propelled cannon, start firing!"
After speaking, Spicy Jumping Frog handsomely turned around and leaned against the window, blocking the easiest exit with his body. Then he held the Xiao Hong Bow horizontally and aimed at the white eagle transformed by the psychic master, and pressed Cheng Wu's
Special skill [self-attack].
"Ino, do you want some support?" Heng Daoyijian looked towards the street not far away. From here, he could just see the figures of Ino and Changqian walking back and forth in the crowd. It seemed that they were fighting quite fiercely.
"I'm just starting to warm up, no support!"
Sun Dasheng refused in a strange tone. The long snake body emitted a burst of light, and suddenly grew a pair of jet black wings, turning into a black eagle and soaring into the sky.
The spear swung out a move and struck it hard in front of him, but it hit the solid floor. The snake just now had disappeared. He looked up and found that the thin and crispy snake he had obtained actually wanted to
Fly away, immediately escape to catch up, and run towards the edge of the map after Black Eagle.
Knowing that the fighting situation in the three places was in a stable state, Heng Daoyijian folded his arms comfortably in front of his chest and closed his eyes, leaning on the big cross and continued to listen to the wind.
The cathedral is the tallest building on this map, so although the wind in the crowd is not strong, the wind on the top of the towering church is quite fierce. They flew over from all directions, pulling his hair, playing with his collar, and fluttering his clothes.
The skirts even gathered together and wanted to push him off the glass dome, so as to curb the arrogance of this arrogant person.
However, Hengdao Yijian stood very steadily, letting the wind tore him from left to right but remained motionless. He still closed his eyes and leaned on the cross, assuming a cool posture that ordinary characters could not do. He silently counted the time in his heart, even though now
You can see the electronic timer next to you like a greedy snake with just one eye, and you are still used to estimating the time in your mind like when you were alive. Because there is a sense of intuition in such estimating, which is the result of many years of combat experience.
Grasp. Even if it may be wrong by one or two seconds compared with the objective timing, it is definitely the most perfect time.
The wind on the dome of the cathedral gradually weakened, only blowing a few strands of black hair on Heng Daoyijian's forehead. He suddenly opened his bright eyes and raised his hand to wave to the chat box under him.
"Li Siyang opens the gate to hell and uses the wind to support the shadows to retreat! He and Qiao Wen go to the market area to meet Lan Hao!"
The area of this low house in the residential area is exactly the same as the size of the magic circle. The square floor can cover the entire circular magic circle. Moreover, after the door of the low house is closed, it is dark inside, with only a small window.
, it can accommodate at most one smaller person to get through, making it an excellent ambush point.
The three people who were led into the small house by Mr. Sixteen had limited vision. Before they could see how many people were ambushed in the house, they were scorched black by the thunder formation. They were also like caged birds and suffered a round of ice formation and various single attacks.
Magic, but can't see where the opponent is.
They panicked and started to control, and then used their skills to attack the house randomly in an attempt to fight back the people who were ambushing here. The whole small house was filled with swords, swords and shadows, and the shadows of people were intertwined, making the vision even more confusing. If not
If the same team's damage is ineffective, these three people can definitely kill their teammates first.
Although Mr. L has not received much professional competitive training, he has received some guidance on mage operations from Qingchuan, which can control the reading time to the shortest level and increase the mage's flexibility in combat. He constantly moves around the room to attack.
He calmly dodges the various skills coming at him. Even if he gets splashed, he doesn't have to worry. Mr. Shiliu, who is standing by the window, helps to fill up his blood in two seconds and becomes his most reliable backing.
[Saint Cathedral District] is a sandbox map, and all buildings, people and animals can be destroyed and exploited. After the three people fought randomly, the dilapidated stone house began to vibrate slightly. At this moment, Mr. L saw Heng
Dao Yijian gave the retreat order and immediately placed the Gate of Hell in the center of the floor.
The Gate of Hell is also called the Ghost Array. People inside the array will be entangled by the ghosts of the dead, causing 0% spell damage every second. It is a very destructive spell skill. Mr. L confirmed that the three people were trapped by the Ghost Array.
Finally, he used his staff to draw a small circular formation with jagged edges under his feet, dragged the arrow attached to the staff and pointed toward the outside of the hut and walked out through the wall.
Mr. Shiliu was already ready. He waved the big piranha at Mr. L twice and spun around twice. A beam of soft colored light shone on him from the sky, restoring the entire blood vessels. The two looked at each other and quickly walked towards the alley.
He ran about halfway, but suddenly there was a bang behind him, and the small house collapsed.
"Hahahaha, hey, Mr. Shiliu, look, those people were actually hit by a house!" Mr. L saw someone being hit by a building for the first time in the sandbox map and watched the three people struggle to survive.
Struggling in the ruins, he couldn't help laughing loudly.
"They have buffs on their heads. They probably tried to escape by smashing the wall in order to break away from your magic circle. In the end, they not only hit themselves but also hit the NPC. It was not worth the loss." Mr. Sixteen glanced back, turned around disapprovingly and continued running forward.
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"One, two, three, four, five, five layers of buffs, huh, it's up to you, I'll kill them all in the next wave of team battles!" Although Mr. L is a mage, he is a mage who is willing to take people's heads during bloody battles.
.At this moment, seeing that the opponent was at a disadvantage, he had murderous intentions again, but he suppressed this impulse. He muttered something and followed Jun Shiliu to the market area as ordered.
On the mini map, Mr. L and Mr. Shiliu have entered the midfield church block. Hengdao waved his sword and said another line: "Lan Hao, tell me about the opponent."
"Come on, come on! Captain, don't worry, give me another ten minutes and I'll kill him!" Spicy Jumping Frog shouted anxiously, fearing that Heng Dao wouldn't let him hit him with one strike.
"How much blood does the opponent have?" Heng Daoyijian shook his eyebrows slightly and repeated again.
"I'll give you one minute, and you'll evacuate the building after one minute." Heng Dao said with a sword.
"yes!"
Spicy Jumping Frog immediately looked at the time, and his men were twice as fast as before. He was constantly dealing with the psychic who had turned into a white snake in the small four-story attic. He was pierced by the arrow that he dodged.
There are deep cracks on the load-bearing pillars of the house. (To be continued)