Chapter 351 The Raging Dragon Guild hangs in the sky for two days!

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"Did you not take your medicine?"

Zhao Hao was riding on the back of the unicorn beast, and a large group of phantom shooters stood a hundred meters behind him, blocking the way of these hundreds of foreign players.

No matter how small your troops are, there are still a few thousand at any rate. Why wouldn't the other player dare to provoke them with such a small number of troops, right? .

No wonder there are so few people abroad. There are really too many people seeking death.

"You'd better leave the convoy to us!"

"If you don't want to die, get out!"

"If you kneel down...(Western expletive)"



Faced with the ridicule, these hundreds of foreign players were furious.

In response, Zhao Hao just waved his right hand downward, signaling the phantom shooter from behind to fire.

Whizzing!

Arrows roared through the atmosphere, easily shooting through the bodies of these players.

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Intensive triple-digit damage jumped out.

These players thought they were out of range and had no defense at all. Some even clearly carried shields but were shot down before they could take them out.

"ah!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Healing milk me!"



Faced with the terrible damage caused by the Phantom Shooter, these foreign players simply could not withstand it.

After all, even if it starts with a few hundred damage, even a human shield can't withstand many attacks, let alone a non-human shield player.

Nearly a hundred players fell under a hail of arrows, and many of the remaining players also saw their health plummet.

horrible!

Players of bow and arrow arms are no strangers.

Regardless of whether there are third-level archers and fourth-level marksmen in the castle camp, or wood elves and big elves in the barrier camp.

But I have never encountered a bow and arrow unit with such exaggerated attack power.

Absolutely inappropriate!

No, it seems that the phantom shooter is not a human at all, but an elf, right? .

The archers' shooting speed is not slow. Before these players can disperse and fight back, the second round of shooting has already arrived.

Poof, poof!

There was a dense sound of blood and flesh piercing, and the number of players who fell this time was hundreds.

Those potions that were drunk were for continuous recovery. In this short period of time, he could not recover much at all. He was already not satisfied with his health, and he naturally couldn't withstand it after another round of arrows.

"Go to hell!"

A group of players rushed towards Zhao Hao who was nearby, preparing to catch the thief first and capture the king first.

but!

Zhao Hao is riding on a unicorn beast.

The unicorn beast is not a weak chicken without fighting power, it just lowers its head and sweeps across.

A golden light cut through the space.

Tear!

These players were directly cut into two by the spiral horn and killed instantly.

The killing process is so easy.

The Unicorn Beast is a twelfth-level unit, let alone being led by a hero. Even if it is not, its combat effectiveness is not comparable to that of current players.

Even seeded players will find it difficult to win the Unicorn Beast, and may even be killed by it alone.

For ordinary players, if they dare to get close without two brushes, they are seeking death.

Therefore, Zhao Hao, who was riding on the back of the unicorn beast, had no intention of taking action because he knew that it was impossible for these cannon fodder guys to force him to take action.

cannon fodder!

It means that these guys are very induced to come here.

In fact, Zhao Hao's guess was correct.

At this time, there were very lively posts about the transport team he led on the forum, and a large number of stronghold camp guilds were threatening to kill him.

Moreover, the post also stated that the convoy was large in size, but the escort force was extremely weak.

It can only be said that the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds.

There are so many players in the Hero World, how could there be so few idiots, so many players were deceived by the posts and jumped on it.

Zhao Hao could figure it out immediately after seeing countless similar methods.

The battle is a complete massacre!

A large group of phantom shooters only used a few rounds of long-range attacks to eliminate these hundreds of players.

Although the big number should maintain a good personality, he never said that he would not fight back if he was bullied.

While the phantom shooters were hunting down the fleeing players, Zhao Hao looked into the distance, because he knew that there would definitely be observers for this kind of test.

Sure enough, the keen five senses brought by the Dragonborn race made him vaguely feel that something was staring at him somewhere a few kilometers away.

In a tree a few kilometers away.

"ah!"

An Assassin player who was staring with a monocular telescope stopped in shock. When he rubbed his eyes and looked again, he realized that Zhao Hao had turned and left.

"Did I see it wrong just now?"

He felt that he might have been dazzled by the exchange of glances just now, so he quickly passed on the information.

Ordinary players will naturally jump in without having to think twice.

But of course it is impossible for a large guild to do this. Instead, they will first collect information and formulate a plan before taking action.

Dozens of kilometers away in front of the convoy, an army of players stood quietly.

Different from the laxity of ordinary players, although the formation of these players is still not neat, they still maintain the formation. Compared with other player guilds, they can definitely be called 'well-trained'.

On the top of the high slope behind the player formation, there is a roaring dragon flag, which emits magic fluctuations.

Below the flag is an army of stronghold camps.

The fourth-level wolf warrior riding a warg, the sixth-level orc warrior with a throwing ax on his waist, the eighth-level ogre king carrying a wooden club, the tenth-level thunderbird with converged wings, the eleventh-level cyclops holding a boulder, these The soldiers were arranged in five neat square formations, surrounding Gaopo like an iron barrel.

"President, we really want to..."

The King of War came to the heavily armed Guild President Furong.

"Shut up!", the angry dragon shouted to stop the war king's words behind him, glanced not far away and said: "There are many people staring at us in this plan, do you want to disobey?"

He was also unhappy about this, but knew that he had to take action this time.

The Raging Dragon Guild has changed!

It used to be a simple game guild, but as the importance of the Hero World continues to increase, there are also different factions within it.

Although the president is still his, he has given up a lot of high-level positions for the sake of balance. It is no longer a 'game guild' that he can decide on.

"snort!"

The angry dragon looked bitterly at the guy not far away who was wearing a spellcasting robe and a guild fashion uniform, and was surrounded by a large number of people.

It was the other party's joining that led to the situation in the Raging Dragon Guild.

To put it simply.

In the past, many members of the Raging Dragon Guild were retired members of the military, and their quality was naturally high, so they could firmly occupy the top spot in the gaming industry.

But when the hero world appeared, civil servants discovered this blue ocean market and naturally wanted a piece of the pie.

So after some operations, I successfully reached out to the Raging Dragon Guild. After all, I had to take advantage of the policies in the past. There must be something in return, right? .

In other words, in the current Furious Dragon Guild, it is completely a rhythm of wrestling between the two sides.

The angry dragon represents the military, and the vice president of the other party represents the civilian side.

"And maybe we don't have to attack Feng Liuyun!"

The angry dragon hinted.

In other words, he is not optimistic that the other party can protect the convoy in the hands of so many guilds, no matter how strong the other party is.

"Yeah!"

The war king sounded a little unwilling.

If it was a head-on challenge, he wouldn't mind taking action, but doing so would be extremely uncomfortable. If his arm couldn't twist his thigh, he would definitely make the other party understand what it means to be strong.

At this time, the King of War was a little envious of those individual players. Under the premise that no one knew their identities, they could do whatever they wanted.

Although he was said to have a very high status in the guild, in reality his identity was controlled.

Check water meter warning!

If he really dares to offend the civil servants, they will give him little shoes every minute.

Therefore, their consensus is to find an excuse to get rid of the other party. The other party's favor can only be used once, and they are not without backers.

Of course, this method also applies to the other party. If someone finds an excuse that makes people speechless, they can also be kicked out.

So the two of them had no choice but to show up if they didn't want to participate in this plan.

And around this huge basin, there are many forces with the same plans as them. It can only be said that everyone depends on their methods.

the other side!

Zhao Hao raised his head and looked towards the basin ahead.

"Lord, why don't we just take a detour?"

Ellie made the proposal.

There is more than one road ahead, so if there is time, it is not impossible to take a detour.

"It's useless. We can't match each other's speed. Besides, it will take a few more days to take a detour. The risk is too great!"

Zhao Hao shook his head gently.

"So…!"

Ellie's pupils shrank, and her eyes were a bit cold and biting.

Memphira and Freya's expressions also changed. They all knew what Ellie wanted to say next.

"keep going!"

Without answering, Zhao Hao expressed his attitude with an order.

Large dark clouds floated over the convoy, dimming the surrounding light, like the depression before a storm.

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