Lord Dhruv, the gully is almost filled. "A road ahead.
This was what Dhruv was worried about. He originally thought that the fallen demon at the bottom would be crushed to death by the living creatures above, and then disappear completely. In this way, this ravine would become a bottomless abyss that swallowed up the enemy's life. But I didn't expect that these fallen demons were not very strong, but their lives were very tough. They were buried inside and dying but refused to die. Tens of thousands of fallen demons and thousands of dark hunters, spearmen and huge beasts pressed down. , the gully has begun to make ends meet and is gradually filling up.
Either clear out the enemies piled up in the gully as soon as possible, or prepare for a contact battle. Dhruv took a look at the entire battlefield, but there were at least thousands of enemies in the gully. what else can we do? He sighed and gave a signal to the soldiers on the other side of the guard tower. In this way, the advantage that had been accumulated with great difficulty would be gradually evened out again.
"The soldiers in front are ready..."
The soldiers on the guard tower put down their bows and arrows and shouted orders.
In an instant, a row of barbarians and druids walked out from the front, and behind them were paladins with flashing halos.
"Whizzing……"
Countless arrows rained down, forming black rainbows that looked like splashes of ink in the drizzle and cloudy sky. On the other side of the ravine, one could see those monsters who were not afraid of death and used their bodies to fill it up, so one could not help but hold his breath. , a pair of bloodshot eyes full of bloodthirsty desire. The cruelty of war has brought out the bloodiness and violence deep in the hearts of the soldiers.
After the last dark hunter was filled in the gully, this bottomless ravine became dark. Finally, he was defeated by the enemy.
Without the soldiers on the sentry tower making a sound, the barbarians in the front row put down their bows and arrows, took out their familiar melee weapons and shields, and let out a thundering roar. The second-level skill - shouting, immediately increased their defense by a large amount. The druid also used the bear transformation at the right time. The oak wise man was hovering nearby, giving them both life and defense. A big improvement.
And the Paladin standing behind them. It is a division of labor and cooperation. Most of them are stepping on the halo of resistance and are far apart, and each one is enveloped in the warriors standing in the front row. The team's combat and excellent coordination have brought their strength to the extreme. , after shouting, oak wise men, bear transformation and the blessing of the resistance aura, the defense and health of these warriors have reached an extremely terrifying value.
And the remaining Paladins. It is to step on the offensive aura "Holy Fire Aura". Although it is a second-level skill-Holy Fire Aura's damage value is not high, many paladins add a little symbolically in order to learn more powerful skills later. But the density of enemies at this moment makes the Holy Fire Halo valuable to use.
After some high-level career changers acted as human shields, the long-range output damage of Vitas Village immediately dropped by one level, but fortunately, more than half of the opponent's black wanderers and skeleton archers had been killed or injured. The arrows that were pouring in like locusts at the beginning are now much thinner, and the battle has gone from a fierce life-and-death struggle to a protracted war of attrition. As long as the wall of flesh in front is not breached. Then the final winner of this battle will be Vitas Village.
"Haha. It's just a joke..."
The barbarians in the front row were brandishing axes and swords. His clothes, forehead, and face were already covered with blood, and that generous smile looked indescribably ferocious. With the blessing of his skills, the surging attacks of the Sinking Demons and the Dark Clan were all to him. Just like scratching an itch, only huge beasts can cause a little trouble. The power of teamwork is the most powerful essence in the Dark Continent.
"Roar."
After transforming into a bear-man, the dormant wildness in the druid's body was stimulated by the blood and began to boil. At this time, the huge bear head and the grinning teeth were more ferocious and ferocious than the barbarians, and they were not to be outdone. Swinging their huge bear paws, they slapped the short, pug-like fallen demons in front of them into the pile of meat.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Brothers."
Several shouts came from the back row, and a dozen thin figures emerged from the gaps between the tall Paladins. After a closer look, it turned out that they were all assassins. They had always been gloomy and calm, but now they also looked bold and excited. look.
Several gaps were quickly opened in the human shield for them to turn around. These assassins rushed out and instantly replaced the bows and arrows in their hands with melee weapons. They approached the enemy and used the second-level skill "Flame Fist" to gather energy at once. Second time...
"Stand back!!"
There was no need for these assassins to remind them that the human shields had already taken the initiative to push back several steps. They had already experienced the terror of the assassins' energy gathering skills.
Three times of gathering Qi... release! !
"Rumble..."
A series of flame explosions sounded, and nearby enemies were immediately thrown away by the explosion, and a blank area appeared on the entire front.
After the explosion, more than a dozen assassins immediately got back into the crowd and waited for their skills to cool down. With their weak lives, even if they had the blessing of the resistance aura, they were not suitable for fighting on the front line for a long time.
"Hey, little guys, kill that huge beast for me."
A mage wearing a black robe and exuding a cold aura pointed at the group of monsters.
Said a huge beast in the direction of the gathering.
In an instant, more than a dozen arrows struck the huge beast. It let out a mournful cry, its eyes slowly dimmed, and it fell down precariously.
"boom……"
The huge beast had just fallen to the ground, and with a single finger from the black-robed mage's hand, its body immediately inflated like a blown-up balloon, and then exploded with a "touch", and the blood of flesh and blood all over the sky turned into the most powerful thing. The sharp weapon devours all the companions around it.
The Necromancer's second level skill - Corpse Explosion.
The horrific and cruel sight made even those warriors who had experienced hundreds of battles tremble, fearing that one day their corpses would also enjoy such a baptism. Only the black-robed mage, who was the culprit, let out a sinister and cruel laugh.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... war... corpses... oh... God!! It's so... ah... which bug shot the arrow."
Before he could finish laughing. A stray arrow flew out of nowhere and hit him on the forehead. It hurt so much that he covered his forehead and cursed. His image as a mysterious master was immediately undermined.
"Lord Dhruv, the mage's mana is almost used up..."
A mage about 30 years old rushed up and said. The blue mage robe on his body was stained, and there were still a few sharp arrow holes, just like a beggar's uniform.
"Really? The situation is really not good."
Dhruv never stopped holding the bow and arrow in his hand. There was a pensive expression on his face. Although there were only a few hundred mages, including job transferees and mercenaries, the powerful destructive power of magic was definitely one of the main forces in long-range attacks. Without the magic of mages, Wei The long-range output damage in Tasi Village will probably be reduced by more than half.
"Go ahead and inform us to reduce the frequency of using magic. Every mage must retain a minimum combat power of more than 3 magic values." Dhruv looked at the sky: "Just hold on for a little longer. Just hold on for a little longer. Wait until It’s getting dark. This battle can come to an end for now.”
Accompanied by thunder and drizzle, as well as fierce shouts and roars on the battlefield, this fierce and protracted battle is still continuing, with arrows raining over the battlefield. It is no longer as good as the sky-covering and gorgeous magic at the beginning. At this time, there are only a few weak strokes occasionally, no matter it is a monster. Everyone in Vitas Village has fallen into a period of relative exhaustion.
"Woo..."
After an unknown amount of time, the human shield in the front row let out a dull groan. The arms that kept waving the weapons mechanically changed again and again. At this time, they both started to feel numb. As the saying goes, an elephant can be killed by ants, even with the blessing of skills. Facing the enemies that were coming like a surging tide, they gradually began to struggle.
They kept drinking the life potion, and the paladins behind them also desperately used holy light bullets to replenish it, and also stepped on the consumable prayer halo. It should have been more than enough, but...
I don't know when, hundreds of Sinking Magicians rushed not far away, and hundreds of sudden fireballs immediately suppressed the health of the front row warriors.
"Damn it, the warriors in the front row retreat, and the paladins in the back push forward."
"The second group of archers, targeting the fallen magician..."
With a few "swishes" sounds, hundreds of arrows immediately poured in the direction of those thieving fallen magicians.
…
"Something's wrong..."
Not long after, Dhruv muttered to himself in a low voice.
The number of fallen magicians doesn’t seem to be decreasing much. A lot of them have been killed just now, so how come all of a sudden...
"Bixu Bosu, it's Bisu Bosu..."
Dhruv suddenly shouted loudly, and after his reminder, everyone suddenly realized.
"Look, there."
A sharp-eyed Amazon pointed at a fiery red figure dodging in the distance and said loudly.
"Damn it, it seems to be out of range..."
The position where Bisu Bosu stood happened to be outside the range of most archers, and only a few high-level Amazons in the front row could barely reach it.
Dhruv's eyes were filled with fire as he watched Bisubosu resurrect the fallen magicians that he had managed to kill one by one. He wanted to eat them alive - the fireballs of the fallen magicians had now become the main pressure on the front row's human shields. .
Bisubosu must be killed first. Who knows how long its resurrection ability will last. If this continues, the soldiers will be unable to withstand it, Dhruv thought anxiously, but look at Bisubosu's distance. , but there is nothing you can do about it. Do you really want to...? ? ?
"Suicide Squad..."
After hesitating for a while, he squeezed out three words through his teeth. Every word he spoke seemed to be like a piece of flesh being cut off from his body. His young and precious life was about to be destroyed because of his death. If he was ruined by his next decision, he might be accompanied by endless nightmares for the rest of his life. The heavy burden and guilt gave him a sudden masochistic pleasure.
"Whoosh..."
At the moment he made the decision, a sudden arrow, like a little red in the green, inserted out of place into the sky filled with arrows, spanning the entire distance of the battlefield, passing through countless obstacles, and stably Nailed on Bisu Bosu's head.
A perfect shot.
