Chapter 1025: The evil old drunkard
Fortunately, there were no soldiers around to watch, otherwise word would spread that the two elders of the alliance and the intelligence chief of the elves were having a fight together, which would be an embarrassment that would make hundreds of tribes talk about it for a long time.
"It really doesn't matter. You don't need to go down and help?"
After Jeluka snatched back her little yellow book, the farce was over. Of course, the battle at the foot of the mountain was still in full swing, watching the human steel Great Wall formed by the adventurers collide fiercely with the torrent of monsters. Together, and the crystal fragment incident made this operation much more difficult, I asked worriedly.
I have participated in hunting operations in the first world, and I know the dangers involved. Indeed, based on the currently known races, the adventurers of the Human Alliance have a huge number, excellent warriors, and a tacit understanding of the team combination. This is what everyone There is no denying the fact, but when it comes to large-scale teamwork, then the ranking may be reversed. This is also a shortcoming caused by the alliance's small team adventure experience mode. No wonder Akara will do everything possible to create some actions to train teamwork. .
"Don't worry, those idiots are not as bad as you think."
The old drunkard, who showed some flamboyance and glory, stepped on the corner with her arms folded across her chest. The strong wind blew her burgundy cloak. People who didn't know the truth would really be shocked by her appearance. Deceived into thinking how heroic this alliance elder is.
"Even if you say that, I won't be worried."
I rolled my eyes at the old drunkard's attempt to act cool and resolutely ignored it.
"Hmph, a guy who doesn't have confidence in his own people will sooner or later be stabbed in the back by the enemy."
"So, you are very confident in me?"
"Too naive, brat. For me, even if there are thousands of lives in this world, I am still alone. Standing on the top, tasting loneliness, there is no so-called one of my own."
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Pointing at the old drunkard who suddenly became righteous and awe-inspiring, as if he was possessed by Dugu Qiubai, I motioned to Jeluka to remember these words, so that I could have a memory crystal to record them, and wait until one day to know her words again. How could she read it in front of such virtuous people? See how kind-skinned this guy is and whether he will blush.
However, as the battle continued, I finally understood what the old drunkard meant. It was indeed me who was overly worried.
This is not to say that on our side, those adventurers have great teamwork. They can form a formation for a while, and then change to a B formation for a while.
To be honest, from this condescending, bird's-eye view of the battlefield, I can fully feel the degree of teamwork of these guys. The current situation is that although everyone gathers together to kill and kill, it seems that it is undoubtedly a team game. War, but the reality is this:
First of all, there is still a team part. For example, the Paladin, Barbarian, and Druid stand in the front, facing the impact of monsters, playing the dual roles of human shield and meat grinder. The professions such as Mage, Amazon, and Assassin are located in the middle and back. The enemy's output of damage is astonishing, killing monsters at an alarming rate. Occasionally, if there is a shortage of manpower, Amazon will hold a spear and play the role of a human shield for a while.
If you just see this, some people may think, Huh? Although the cooperation is not perfect, at least the progress and retreat are orderly and there are not too many mistakes. This is indeed good teamwork.
But if you look closely, you will find that in this seemingly harmonious cooperation, there is also a very strong team fighting style.
For example, each team will come together. Of course, this is not to say that this is not good. Fighting with comrades who have cooperated with them for decades will naturally bring out greater strength. However, once this structure is formed, The whole group became fragmented.
Standing at our height, we can clearly see that although the teams are next to each other, there seems to be a clear boundary in the middle. What metaphor can I use? Well, it's just like the chain ships in the Battle of Chibi, which are just symbolically connected with iron chains. Such a team, let alone how many ships there are, would not be described as "a fleet"
Rong, that’s probably what it means.
Akala's hard work seems to have not been rewarded in the budget. After realizing this, I started to cry in my heart. No wonder, the monster besieged the village not long after arriving in Diablo, and the subsequent operation to support the elves. The Second World Lu Gaoyin Defense War, etc., etc. Whenever these events occur, Akara's face will shine with a strange sheen of worry and excitement.
Since what makes the defense stable is not perfect teamwork, there must be other reasons. This reason, after watching it for a short while, I immediately understood.
Well, strength is strength. To be precise, skills have a big advantage.
Compared with the hunting operation in the demon fortress in the first world, this battle has the following obvious differences.
The monster has become stronger, that's for sure. From projection to ***, the strength has increased more than ten times, and it's not just strength, but also wisdom. Although ***'s wisdom is not that good compared to humans, it's At least if you know how to think, and even use your brain a little bit, you can do this.
The improvement in strength and wisdom makes the monsters in the second world more terrifying. They are no longer like the first world. They can rely on the opponent's stupidity. An adventure team can defeat their own team with just a little trick. An army of monsters whose overall strength was dozens or even hundreds of times was annihilated.
The second world basically no longer exists. You can rely on the power of an adventure team to eliminate a tribe of thousands of monsters. If you encounter such a thing, such as killing the little B, there will basically be hundreds or thousands of people around. Most of the monster thugs, if they are not a top-notch adventure team, will call a team with better connections. They would rather have less loot than take that kind of huge risk.
Of course, on the contrary, because these monsters have certain IQ and opinions, most of the time, they no longer always gather together in groups like in the first world. In the second world, the number of combinations often seen is in the dozens. , at least a few hundred, or even a thousand, probably only appear around Little B, but there are exceptions, such as the fallen demon tribe in Rogge Camp, the Blood Eagle's Nest, the dwarf tribe in Kurast, and the flesh and blood of the Demon Fortress. The combination of resuscitators + flesh and blood beasts. It is relatively common for these monsters to number thousands in a tribe. Fortunately, these monsters are not difficult to deal with for experienced adventurers as long as they are well prepared and make no mistakes.
The topic has changed. This is the situation with the monsters, but what about the adventurers?
It is certain that compared to the adventurers of the Demon Fortress in the first world, the strength of these adventurers has also improved a lot, and the cooperation tactics between the teams have also been enriched a lot. Generally speaking, the improvement of the two is still relatively high. Balanced.
In terms of IQ, I can only say that compared to the adventurers from the Demon Fortress in the First World, these guys in front of me are much stronger in terms of coordination and tactics. In terms of IQ, there is no clear verification so far. From the Demon Fortress in the First World In the past few decades since entering the Demon Fortress of the Second World, there may be a gratifying possibility whether the adventurers' IQs have improved, but there is also the negative counter-argument that they have become dumber.
Ahem, in short, the overall strength improvement of adventurers and monsters is roughly balanced, and the number of monsters has not increased or decreased much.
So this gap reflects skills.
Yes, from projection to ***, the monster's attack methods may have become much more flexible and enriched, but one thing remains unchanged, and that is the skills. The fat beast in the first world can only spit out corpses, but in the second world The fat beast can only spit out corpses, not to mention the ability to spit out beautiful women. The big deal is that the spitting distance is long, the hit is accurate, and the angle is coquettish.
As for the adventurers, you can think about it. The level distribution of the adventurers in the Demon Fortress in the first world is 40-50. That is to say, most of them are less than level 5 and level 48. The mages have not learned about blizzards and meteorites. Not to mention the three major domination skills of Freeze Ball and the final level, most druids have not learned volcano, storm, destruction of heaven and earth, summoning grizzly bear, Amazon's Valkyrie, Assassin's Shadow Domination, and Paladin's Faith. Halo, Aura of Frenzy, and more.
As for the Second World Demon Fortress, most adventurers are between 65 and 70 levels. They have learned everything they need to learn, and even some of the skills have been optimized a lot. This is an unprecedented advantage.
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Standing here, I saw the Druid's Destruction of Heaven and Earth, the Mage's Blizzard, Ice Ball, Meteorite, Hydra Fire Snake, not to mention other skills, these alone stirred up the entire battlefield with sometimes dark clouds. , sometimes thunder, sometimes fire, the ground cracks, volcanoes erupt, it is like a doomsday scene, which makes people have a self-defeating and helpless idea of "it doesn't matter whether we need teamwork or not".
I was very powerless at the moment. I originally wanted to lend a hand, but I didn’t expect that even with the interference of the crystal fragments, the adventurers below were still coquettish. Compared with the hunting operations in the demon fortress in the first world, they were incomparable. Let me They all had the idea of "should I play the role of a monster and wake these guys up?"
"That is to say, you should understand by now. In the ordinary-level crystal fragment incident, the random attacks will not play any role at all. In addition, the monsters are crowded and you can't hide even if you want to. The so-called random punches Beating the old master to death is so appropriate."
The old drunkard pointed at a dead area covered by blizzard ice balls and meteorites. As he spoke, another plague javelin was thrown out, piercing an elite fanatic.
"such a pity!!!"
Seeing that elite fanatic exploded a lot of things, and was instantly buried in the monster group. The facial muscles of the old drunkard and I kept twitching. For Rogge's second and third stingy, we could only see the great equipment in front of our eyes. Just disappearing like this is more painful than being scratched directly by a monster.
If it were the stingy old man Farah, I guess he would teleport over and pick it up at all costs.
After feeling heartbroken for a long time, the old drunkard continued with blood, tears and regret.
"There are only two things we have to do now. The first is to prevent monsters above the elite level in the third world. The resistance of monsters at this level has been greatly improved, and those magic areas may not be able to stop them. , and once they get close to the defense line, the adventurers will be in danger."
The elite monsters in the third world are weak, such as a fallen demon, a dwarf or a flesh-and-blood beast, but they all have strength close to the pseudo-realm, and are stronger than an adventurer.
The more powerful ones, such as the death knight encountered by Kurast, are directly at the peak of the pseudo-realm. With such a monster approaching, it can kill a well-prepared adventure team in just a moment, let alone It's time for a surprise attack.
This kind of monster is very dangerous.
Of course, the elite-level death knight is not the strongest among the elite-level. There are other beings that are stronger than it, such as the elite-level Forgotten Knight, the elite-level Death King, etc. These categories are uniquely endowed, as close relatives of the Demon King and the Demon God. If the monsters that guard the monsters reach the elite level, there is no need to guess the strength, at least they are at the domain level.
In the previous step, if these types of powerful monsters reach the lord level, that is, the small B level, then the title they will get in the hell world will be the devil!
Having dealt with elite-level monsters from the Third World several times, I firmly believe in what the old drunkard said. Monsters of this level must not be allowed to get close to them.
"What's one more thing?"
"You're stupid, of course the second thing is to clean the battlefield."
The old drunkard hit my head with a javelin and cursed loudly.
"Those third-world monsters are extremely smart. There must be some who see the battle situation clearly, know that nothing can be done, and choose to retreat. The second thing we have to do is to clean up these cowards."
"Make sure you didn't go up there to steal a few pieces of equipment." Holding my head, I stared at the old drunkard with suspicion.
"I'm not that kind of person."
She spoke with a righteous and awe-inspiring look, but the greedy look shining in her eyes had completely exposed her true nature.
"Then shouldn't we have taken a detour behind the monster and wait for it when the battle just started?"
I shouted loudly at the old drunkard, this guy, knowing this kind of thing, actually dares to watch the battle leisurely here! !
"no problem, no problem."
The old drunkard just gave up, glanced down, and suddenly burst into laughter.
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"Yes, yes, there are actually people in this world who are dumber than you."
Following the direction of her finger, we saw a small black dot, which went against the trend of the monsters and quietly left the group.
The three of us have very sharp eyes. If it were ordinary adventurers, it would be impossible to see such a small scene in such a distance.
“Aren’t you doing this to tell others clearly that I am a monster from the third world?”
Saying this, the old drunkard picked up a javelin at her feet and threw it, completing her three kills today.
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There must be at least tens of thousands of meters between here and the monster with eyes separated from the battlefield. Is this old drunkard a human or a long-range missile?
"I wish all those monsters were that stupid."
He took a sip of wine with satisfaction and breathed out the mist of wine, and the old drunkard laughed.
It is a pity that until the afternoon, when the hunting battle came to an end, there were only three or two such idiots who left early, and then we caught them and died under the javelin of the old drunkard. The other guys were probably Sensing something, the turtles and monsters in the torrent neither moved forward nor stepped into the old drunkard's warning range, nor retreated. Instead, they wandered around in the torrent, waiting for the opportunity to escape. In this way, even the old drunkard would take the opportunity to escape. They can't help it.
Finally, as dusk was approaching, the few remaining monsters collapsed and fled in all directions.
"Time to get to work, brat."
When I heard these words, the old drunkard disappeared without a trace.
"Let's go too."
Relying on the tracking magic device obtained through copyright infringement, Old God Jeluka and I stood still. The villain laughed like a B before jumping down.
"I said, Jeluka, can you change to a fixed falling mode in the future?"
After falling thousands of meters high, Jeluka naturally had to rely on my help to avoid being disgraced. But this time she used the position of sitting on my shoulders.
Although the soft ** touch that comes from the shoulders and fits seamlessly with the hips is not annoying, but I still hope that it will be better to have a fixed position in the future, such as a princess hug or something.
"So how about this?"
I brushed the top of my head a few times, and then a small yellow book opened in front of my eyes. On it was a drawing of a superman flying with his fists raised in the air, and a pitiful girl stood on it.
It's a shame that she can still draw these things and so on in such a falling state, isn't that what she is talking about now! !
Why do I have to pose in this idiotic and embarrassing Superman flying pose, and who is the guy standing on my back, who is like flying on a skateboard, or flying with a sword? Who is it? ! !
Unfortunately, before I could complain, the ground had already collapsed. Why did it feel like the fall was so fast this time?
After transforming into a moon wolf, I landed lightly, kicked off my feet, and immediately rushed towards the direction where the monsters dispersed. Jeluka, still riding on my shoulders like an old god, took out the tracking magic device, just like a normal Like a girl dressing up, she wears the left side of her hair carefully and carefully.
"Why do I play the same role as a vehicle every time?"
Similarly, although the soft touch on my shoulders and the close contact between my two buttocks is very wonderful, I still have to complain. If this continues, I, Your Highness, will have to change my name to Prince Ma.
"If His Royal Highness is willing to wear it himself, it actually doesn't matter whether I go or not."
Jeluka said this with a beautiful voice that made her extremely angry, as if she was enjoying the pleasure of riding her master.
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Let me think about it, forget it if I wear that skull cookie. Let alone whether I will be regarded as a pirate and be arrested and imprisoned. The skull cookie itself can trigger other people's "This guy must have joined." The subtle misunderstanding of "some strange demonic organization" is enough. It might lead to the news that "the elders of the alliance are suspected of being members of a strange organization and infiltrated into the alliance as spies." In the middle of the text, there is also a picture of a girl wearing a daughter's uniform. , lip smear
Cherry-colored, wearing a skull cake on the head, twisting the orchid fingers, my *** picture
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Vilas and the others will definitely not be able to think about it. I'd better be the Prince of Horses.
"Durruludurruludurrulu"
As soon as they rushed to the alliance's defense line, Skull Biscuit started flashing an alarm like crazy.
Jeluka and I were both stunned, as if we had seen a housewife spraying insecticide and the whole kitchen was suddenly covered with cockroaches. We were a little at a loss. Which one should we get rid of first?
However, this confusion soon turned into bloodthirsty excitement.
Don't care how many there are, just take off your slippers and shoot them to death one by one.
Driven by this passionate emotion, those fleeing monsters were in bad luck, because Jeluka and I's purpose is--it's better to kill the wrong one than let it go.
It wasn't until night fell, when we chased dozens of kilometers away from the demon fortress, and no monster could be seen in sight, and the skull biscuit had settled down, that Jeluka and I sounded the drum and called back.
Generally speaking, they should have been sorted out, and there were only one or two fish that slipped through the net, and they all ran away and could no longer be caught up.
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In fact, I have always wanted to ask Jeluka, who is still riding on the shoulder, why she still refuses to get off even if you don't help, but thinking about the eloquent excuses of this dirty maid, I decided to give it up.
It's so sad. In addition to Sarah, Sirus Jeruka, and Kajiel, I seem to have another regular on my shoulders.
"Hey, have you solved it over there?"
From a distance, an old drunkard came up and greeted us.
"It looks like the harvest is pretty good."
The old drunkard smiled, not knowing what he was planning.
"Of course, we have a secret weapon here that can track crystal fragments. Humph, you want to be better than us, but how far are you from?"
"So that's it."
With eyes that were slipperier than those of a thief, he immediately found the target and landed on the skull biscuit on Jeluka's head.
"It's surprising that the tracking magic device was completed so quickly. The level of the elves is really amazing. At the beginning, old man Farah also clamored to do it, but it was a pity that he gave up later."
"What's going on?" I asked curiously.
"According to what the old man said, when my tracking magic device is ready, the crystal fragments will probably be recovered. That old man will not do such a thankless thing."
"The elves are really amazing."
Squinting his eyes, this guy seemed to have some intention and sighed again.
"You brat, you did a good job. It seems that I lost this time."
"Of course."
Although I vaguely felt something was wrong, I still obeyed the stupid instinct and turned up my nose.
"Now that we have such convenient tools, I'll leave the recycling of the fragments to you. See you later."
With a series of triumphant laughter, I was dumbfounded, and the figure of the old drunkard instantly turned into a black dot.
Damn it, I've been fooled again! !
I felt so regretful that I wanted to chew off the skull cookie.
"You have already discovered it, why didn't you remind me?"
With Jeluka's shrewdness, she has definitely noticed the old drunkard's thoughts. As long as she can remind me in time, the old drunkard will not run away so easily. Thinking of this, I can't help but complain.
"Yes, I have already discovered it, why didn't you remind me?"
Following my words, Jeluka's sweet yet sinister voice came from above.
"Because I don't need to move anyway."
"Get down! You guy, get down right away!" Immediately, my angry roar rang out from the suburban prairie.
So, after we recovered all the fallen crystal fragments, it was already late at night. Although I still comforted myself, I could also pick up some of the equipment dropped during the hunting operation.
A few pieces should be used to make up for the psychological trauma. Unfortunately, when I came back, there was no gold coin left on the ground. They had all been scraped away by those guys! !
I returned to the hotel late at night, and under the dim and flickering lights, I scrawled the words "Suburban prairie, mission accomplished" on the letter paper and mailed it.
