The barbarian Oscar in the center of the formation, with his muscular arms as thick as the thighs of an ordinary adventurer, was wielding two golden two-handed swords to slash and kill.
The heavy two-handed weapon was driven effortlessly by him. The three-meter range centered on him was like a meat grinder. All the Doom Knights who rushed forward were ruthlessly chopped into pieces and flew away.
The sword was like a rainbow, slashing down from the top of the body of the Doom Knight in front. A white light flashed in between, and the Doom Knight's body suddenly split into two pieces, neatly separated from the center.
"Latin, Xiao Ding, Ding Ding..."
While repeating similar movements, Oscar shouted loudly, and his rough voice actually suppressed the shouts of fighting around him for a moment.
"Whizzing--"
The three flying knives were arranged in a Z-shaped pattern and shot towards Oscar's follower's twisting butt, hitting the target exactly. Although the low attack power of the flying knives could not cause any harm to this rough-skinned barbarian, the injection The general pain is still there.
"You pig, why are you shouting with a broken voice?"
As a cold male voice sounded, a ghostly black shadow flashed past him. The most shocking thing was that this black shadow actually came out of the pile of monsters on the opposite side. In other words, he had just Travel through the ocean of Doom Knights and regard all Doom Knights as nothing! !
Even for an assassin known for his speed and dexterity, this is a bit too shocking.
"I'm not afraid that you'll get lost. How about a roar?" Oscar said with a cheeky smile.
"Say. What's the matter?"
The assassin was covered in a tight black cloak. He lowered his brow. It seems that he is also a little helpless towards Oscar's scoundrel.
"Help me go up to the defense line and take a look. What happened? It doesn't feel right. There are obviously more monsters this time than the previous two hunting activities. Why do I feel that the monster's attack strength is much weaker."
Oscar said dully. He is adapted to high-intensity combat in hunting activities. Now I feel a sense of discomfort from a tiring job to suddenly having nothing to do. These little bones. Could it be that he secretly released the water?
"I also have this feeling."
Assassin Latin nodded slightly. When he shuttled back and forth between the Knights of Doom, he also felt that the density of monsters seemed to be much sparser than before.
The next moment, this cool assassin flicked his fingers and rushed towards the defense line. Not long after he left, waves of flames suddenly broke out under Oscar's feet, scaring him so much that he bounced around like a kangaroo. It was hard to get out of the flames.
"Tch, he is such a stingy guy. No wonder everyone is a petty assassin."
Oscar muttered in a low voice. It turned out that when Latin left, he placed an assassin's third-level trap skill [Fire Revival] at his feet. The placement of the trap was very clever. It just happened to "accidentally" rub Oscar's side. It was the assassin who placed the trap. Within the error range, he had nothing to say.
Is it possible for an assassin like Latin to make an error?
However, although Oscar's words were whispered, there is an assassin who can hide this from Shunfeng's ears. The ears of the nearby assassins twitched, and they secretly made a note of this in their hearts, waiting to go back to settle the score with this savage bastard.
After a while, Latin's ghostly figure came back.
"There's a master on the right wing."
"Master?"
Oscar repeated doubtfully. It's not that he didn't understand the meaning of Latin. A similar situation had happened before. During the hunting activity, the masters at the back arrived late. Seeing that the middle was already occupied by several masters, he joined the two wings of the formation. , leading to the "loss" of monsters in the center of the battlefield.
However, it has never been this exaggerated.
"Which team is it?"
Subconsciously, several familiar figures flashed through Oscar's mind. The firepower was so fierce. Could it be that these guys got some good equipment? hateful! !
"No, not a team, a druid, one!"
Latin bit "one" very hard. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
"What?"
Oscar showed a look of extreme surprise on his face. The reason why he was so shocked was because he knew that Latin never lied. If he said this, it must be the truth.
Which druid is it? It can actually have more firepower than an entire team of demon fortress-level advanced adventurers?
"Interesting, let's go take a look. There's nothing to see here anyway." After a moment of reflection, a smile appeared on Oscar's rough face.
The firepower of the monsters in the central area has been reduced a lot. Even if a few of them are gone, it is enough to deal with it.
Under Oscar's greeting, the two men slowly moved to the right while killing. For a moment, it seemed that all attention was directed to the right wing of the formation.
At this time, the right-wing front was already in danger.
After instantly killing the Knight of Doom, I had already canceled my transformation. I had no choice but to consume too much physical energy. Transforming into a werewolf consumes physical strength, and constantly using skills consumes mental and physical strength. I can withstand thousands of continuous attacks by myself. The constant knights of doom are not much better than the time in Kurast when they fought against ten thousand spiders.
When dealing with ten thousand spiders, at least I had the advantage of the terrain, including Ghost Wolf, Princess Sanwu, and Little Ghost. But here, I had to make time to support the adventurers on the other two sides, even if there were Paladins. Even with the halo of strength, it's too much to bear.
There is still energy potion, but this thing will overdraw your physical strength and have serious side effects. After it is over, you will have to sleep for at least a day and a night. It is not critical now, so it is best not to drink it if you can.
Originally, I thought that if I lowered the frequency of attacks and the speed of killing, the pressure here would gradually decrease, but I was wrong. These knights of doom seemed to have identified this place and kept coming. Not only did the pressure not lessen. , but increased dramatically.
Isn't it just to kill one of your bosses, why are you so excited? You stingy ones, look at you, your eyes are so anxious that they are green (the eyes of the Knight of Doom are originally green).
I don't know that the current situation has nothing to do with the death of the elite doom knight. It's because I have completely shifted the axis of the entire battlefield to here. Now, even if I reduce the attack frequency and lethality, the axis will not change. It will change accordingly.
The principle is the same as spilled water. Once it has been spilled, how can it be recovered?
Just when the adventurers were retreating steadily, the entire right wing was dented and crooked, and I held the energy potion in my hand.
"Haha, it's really lively here, and I, Lao Ka, always join in."
A thunderous voice
If it sounded normally, the adventurers might frown and cover their ears, but +| everyone smiled in surprise.
No one else but Oscar could have such a voice in the entire Demon Fortress.
Just these words made the already gloomy adventurer relax his face and burst into incomparable momentum. This is the charm of Oscar. As a veteran strongman of the Demon Fortress, his position in the minds of other adventurers is even mine. No matter how outstanding the performance is, it is temporarily incomparable.
Horsepower can be seen from a distance, and people's hearts can be seen over time. The brilliance of a flash in the pan can never be remembered by people. Only long-term power can establish a tall and clear image in people's hearts. Therefore, the voice alone can make people feel at ease.
Oscar did not disappoint these adventurers. His arrival was like a farmer who was working hard to harvest with a sickle. Suddenly there was a harvester. The Knight of Doom who rushed towards him was swept away by his sword. Two of them flew away.
Seeing the two fierce Knights of Doom, shattered into skeletons and scum in Oscar's hands in a matter of seconds, scattered high in the air, the adventurer suddenly became excited.
After one blow, two small whirlwinds like transparent white snakes surrounded Oscar, and the big man seemed to have been eaten. His movement speed and attack speed suddenly increased, and he was not inferior to those with the energy aura. I, with my huge three-meter-tall body, rushed into the crowd of knights of doom, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
The barbarian’s fifth-level combat skill [Frenzy].
The moment Oscar and the others appeared, I had already sneaked back and entered the "commercial break" mode. I was slightly surprised when I saw Oscar's strong appearance.
This big guy's strength is indeed beyond compare.
His attack output is not inferior to my werewolf state. As for why I can still shift the battlefield axis here... Of course it is with the advantage of skills. I have the BUG protection bonus. At this stage, Who dares to compete with me for skill damage?
No matter how strong Oscar is, he can't be like me. He can kill hundreds of Knights of Doom with one rabies virus, kill elites instantly with one flame claw, and have improved lava boulders, volcanic explosions and fire storms. Even if he has five more Oscar can't keep up with the damage output of my full-power skills.
However, adventurers cannot rely solely on skills, especially on the battlefield or in long-lasting battles. Oscar told me with his own actions that in this case, plain and simple attacks are the way to go.
One sword cut off the Iron Helmet of the Knight of Doom like tofu. Before it could rejoice that its life had been saved, a lightning-fast sword had already split it open completely. In the green eyes before it died, The trace of happiness about surviving the disaster has not completely dissipated.
One sword strike, and then another strike. Wherever Oscar went, it was as if an indestructible mountain was pressing down on him. No one could shake his body.
The speed of his sword is not very fast, and the angle of his attacks is not tricky, but each sword is full of great momentum. The sky-breaking sword track seems to have locked the opponent's soul tightly, making it impossible to hide. Can hide.
This is a kind of "power", an invincible "power". If Sarah's is a combination of vicious swordsmanship and nimble body skills, then Oscar's is a combination of momentum and swordsmanship. His swordsmanship is very simple, sweeping, Straight chopping, these two are the most used.
A whole new realm opened up in my eyes.
The powerful momentum not only made Oscar invincible, but also the surrounding adventurers were exaggerated by his momentum, leading his teammates to stabilize the precarious situation.
And my eyes also moved from Oscar to his teammate. He was an assassin. There was no doubt about it, just by looking at his outfit and silent movements.
Under Oscar's tall body and huge momentum, the assassin following him seemed a bit inconspicuous. He seemed to enjoy this kind of neglect, silently hiding in Oscar's shadow, with his eyes revealed from the cloak and hat. , flashing with the same cold light as the dagger in his hand.
The moment my eyes fell on him, those cold eyes were half like an stimulated poisonous snake. They turned around at the speed of lightning to meet my gaze. There was a flash of surprise and curiosity, and the temperature in the eyes seemed to rise. Little by little, he nodded slightly towards me.
Does he know me?
I was a little surprised to see the assassin's inexplicable change to a friendly attitude. Judging from the character of this kind of person, I looked at the assassin hiding in the shadows with such a wanton look. If he didn't snort and throw a throwing knife, he would be considered friendly. .
"By the way, where's that Druid? Latin, Xiao Ding, Ding Ding, what's going on?"
While slashing wildly, Oscar yelled at the top of his voice. If he didn't speak, his simple attacks and arrogant aura would make him look like a master. But when he spoke, his image changed. He fell into the form of the Hunchback of Notre Dame.
But at this time, no one would complain about his loud voice, except for the assassin whose name was so weird that I wanted to flip the table, and me...
In unison, everyone turned their attention to me, who was playing the "advertisement break" behind them.
"Good boy, is it really you?"
Oscar followed everyone's gazes and soon found someone who was grinning at him. It was because he saw that I was a newcomer that he assigned me to the right wing, so when Latin said this, he was already a little suspicious. .
"It's not just me."
Hua Lun pushed back her smooth bangs, revealing her shining teeth, and brushed Tian Qi with Rejoice, she was so confident.
"Okay, okay, come here and show your skills. Let me see what you are capable of."
Probably because he was disgusted, Oscar's eyes rolled up, and his arrogant tone was just like a sentence often said by wealthy people visiting brothels: Girl, give me a smile.
"oh."
I calmly took out six throwing knives and threw them towards Oscar with a stabbing sound.
"Your grandpa's is not mine, it's a monster, a monster!!"
Oscar, whose butt was blooming again, was so angry that he was accidentally hit by the Knight of Doom behind him. The attack of the Knight of Doom happened to be a fire element. Two words that are very flattering to describe this pitiful person. Big guy - got his asshole fucked.
Ahem, just four words.
Watching Oscar cover his butt and jump up and down, a smile flashed in the eyes of the assassin next to him. Then, his body suddenly became blurry. Even with my eyesight, I could only see his figure passing by. Went into a pile of monsters.
Holy shit, so fierce?
