"This monster is as sick as him. He is always staring at my Disma, but if she hits another person, things will not turn out like this.
Also, if Disma's one shot dealt just a little more damage, she would be corroded to death.
Damn it, this stupid game! "
What is impotent rage? This is incompetent rage!
The way Yi Ling De cursed loudly made the audience in the live broadcast room amused.
Coupled with the fact that this guy was bragging about his skills just now and his ability to produce without any injuries, it is simply a reward for the world.
No matter how scolded, the game still has to be played.
The acolyte will automatically lose blood and die next turn, so there is no need to worry about it anymore.
The supernatural druid manipulated Disma and the plague doctor to directly give the skeleton warrior a knife.
Looking at the skeleton warrior who still had one bloody skin left and was a little faster than his own Leonard, Yi Ling De suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
[Critical hit! 14! ]
Turns out, his feeling was right.
With the skeleton warrior's graveyard attack, Disma's health bottomed out on the spot, and Leonard's curses were never late!
"Your random planning will destroy me!"
It would be fine if Leonard scolded him. Dimas, who was scolded, also started to talk dirty:
"Ha! If I were really stupid enough to listen to idiots' orders, I would have joined the army long ago."
One critical attack, two flirty words.
At this time, the plague doctor and the nun had not taken any damage, and the pressure had exceeded the 80 mark.
And because Leonard's pressure has exceeded 170, a prompt called "Heart Failure" was triggered:
[Heart failure]
[The pressure will continue to rise after the torture state. If a hero's stress bar is fully filled a second time, their body and mind will collapse. It is recommended to treat them before this happens
Or retreat back to town. Death awaits us all. ]
"16! What kind of Skeleton Sword Master! With one strike, Dai's shit will come out."
"Leonard is not as good as the Skeleton Sword Master!"
"Come on more, come on more, I just like to see critical hits."
"It made me laugh. When I was on the old road, the teacher got a few extra critical hits and was able to get out of the game without taking any damage. In the apprentice class, I took two more critical hits and was close to collapse.
Is the game of love just about getting critical hits? "
Yi Lingde held his head, a little autistic.
"Ah! Please, please, stop talking, please!"
He felt sick when he saw this tough guy talking.
"Fuck! You're laughing so hard, these heroes know how to torture people."
"When I was beaten, I wanted to curse; when you were beaten, I wanted to curse; when I was scolded by you, I also cursed, hahahahaha!"
"Damn it, he has such a great original intention and is so creative. This game is so interesting."
As if to vent his anger, the alien spirit, who had finally breathed a sigh of relief from his isolation, hacked the skeleton warrior to death and walked into the next room with gritted teeth.
As the circular halo symbolizing reconnaissance spread, a treasure chest room upward and a strange object room to the right appeared in front of Yi Ling De.
After thinking for a short time, Yi Lingde decided to go to the treasure chest room to take a look.
There was no fighting in the long corridor, only a package abandoned on the ground in the distance.
Finally some good news.
"Hey, brothers, let's see what good things are in the package."
As he spoke, the team slowly advanced towards the package.
But just when Yi Lingde was about to reach out and see what good things were in the package.
[whistle! ]
A line of words like this appeared above Leonard's head. Without any action from Yi Ling De, Leonard stretched out his right hand directly towards the package.
[Good stuff found in the package! ]
[A key, 1000 gold coins, 4 crests]
Seeing such a generous reward, Yi Ling De showed his shovel mouth and was about to feel proud, but the reward displayed on the screen at this time was a translucent color.
"I will keep this thing to myself..."
Leonard said.
"Hey! Hey! Damn it, this guy stole my things!
I am the lord, you know, I am your boss, spit out my stuff! "
Yi Ling De yelled, with a look of doubt on life.
How ridiculous is it that the hero of this game can steal things by himself?
As soon as the panel is opened, the light warrior, kleptomania...
The Thief of Light, right? What a warrior of light you are!
Among the series of "Bright Thief" in the live broadcast room, there are a few barrages that are particularly eye-catching.
"Have you noticed that the teacher's mood is becoming more and more unstable?"
“Teacher pressure is rising!”
"Damn it, I just realized that Dark Dungeon is actually a highly interactive game?"
Of course Yi Ling De also saw these barrages and suppressed the anger in his heart:
"How could I be under so much pressure? It's really not a game. Even though I'm in a bad state right now... but at least I can still complete this task."
"Isn't it Wushang Chuben?"
"Isn't it a zero-pressure release?"
"Isn't it Wushuangchuben?"
As he spoke, Yi Ling De continued to control his team towards the treasure chest room.
The skeleton warrior in position two and the acolyte of the Yao Cult in position three are all old acquaintances.
In the first position, there is a fat new monster, wearing an iron crown helmet like the acolyte of the Tartar Cult, and with two bladed claws on his hands that look like Wolverine's claws, named the Tartar Cult thug.
"What a stress monster again."
Yi Ling De's face turned into a scapegoat, but he could only hope in his heart that his 7-speed character could be faster than the opposite acolyte.
Fortunately, this time, luck seems to be on the side of Yi Ling De.
The plague bomb successfully hit, and Disma's small pistol scored a critical hit.
Seeing that the acolyte with only 3 points of health left was poisoned to death after his turn, the supernatural druid couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and started to blow:
"See, this is the strength of the anchor. It was just bad luck just now."
"No, you're such a stupid pig, why are you still pretending?"
"The greatness is over!"
"I'll count to five. According to the urine properties of "Darkest Dungeon", I'll kneel down and beg for mercy when I'm done with it!"
In response to the water friends' ridicule, Yi Ling De looked disdainful:
"I have already dealt with the most difficult pressure monster. Unless it hits another critical hit, I will take it down."
As soon as Yi Lingde finished speaking, he wailed like a mourning concubine.
Good news: no critical hits.
Bad news: Disma is out of health.
With Wolverine's Old God Sacrifice Stab and Skeleton Swordmaster's Graveyard Swing, Disma, who had been sucked by the nun in the last battle and had raised his health to 13 points, was completely empty.
[Near death! ]
[A large number of attributes are reduced, and damage may be fatal! ]
[-10 Accuracy -25% Damage -5 Speed +33% Pressure Damage]
"Now, the real test has come... Should we hold on, or will it just disappear?"
The narrator's gibbering makes people's blood pressure soar.
What's even more terrible is the chain reaction caused by near-death.
"How foolish! May the Light despise you!"
"I don't want to die here!"
With the last two curses, Yi Ling De could only watch helplessly as his nun and plague doctor reported pressure one after another.
[Paranoid! ]
Plague Doctor: "You are sick - you are all sick!"
[fear]
Sister: "I am not suitable for this job. Holy Light, forgive me!"
All four of them went crazy!
