Seeing the little old lady getting up, Dahuai quickly followed and grabbed her.
"Sister, when the Ghost Family and Maliho come back, let's take a look at the situation before climbing up."
Da Huai naturally knew all the news the little old lady got.
Even if it has a small mind, it can still guess that the terrifying strength and equipment above the 100th floor of the thriller building are not simple.
The eldest sister is very powerful, but there is no guarantee that anything will happen.
Know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.
Lowering her head to see the worry in Big Sophora Mung Bean's eyes, the little old lady's heart warmed.
He raised his hand and touched the crown of the big locust tree.
"Don't worry, I know it. Have you forgotten that the Ghost Family can communicate with me through the spell book?"
Dahuai: "..."
This is not bad, in fact, different copies and different places of this thrilling National Games Battlefield have slightly different rules for the elder sister.
"So, how is the situation on the 102nd floor?"
The little old lady walked up with Da Huai and Shui Jing behind her, while telling Da Huai the basic situation upstairs reported by the ghost family.
"The thriller on the 102nd floor has solved the internal conflicts, but has not blocked the door. It has just set up layers of traps, waiting for us to fall into the trap.
As for the ability to organize, we are not the enemy of our family. "
The little old lady glanced proudly at the werewolf tree demon behind her.
Dahuai was also proud.
The caution and worry just now were gone in an instant.
Gearing up for another fight.
The horror players on the 102nd floor did not wait to get excited, but through the barrage in the live broadcast room, they knew that the humans outside their door had a thorough understanding of their situation.
Now the enemy is at the doorstep.
Each horror player looks at me and I look at you.
How to deal with this?
Before they could come up with a countermeasure, Da Huai kicked the stairwell door open.
The horror crowd looked at Dahuai affectionately.
Dahuai: ψ(｀∇´)ψ
"Robbery!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of tree monsters and werewolves rushed in behind them, and each one of them was flexible and cooperative in a win-win situation, perfectly avoiding the traps prepared by these scary players.
Horror player: "..."
Just this way of avoiding traps, they who are making traps can do it so easily, their vests have been stripped bare by others.
What else is there to fight for?
Seeing the tree demon werewolves running towards them with great momentum, jumping through layers of traps, the timid horror players turned around and found a place to hide without even thinking.
The werewolf tree demon directly pushed forward with an overwhelming trend.
The horror viewers in the thriller building live broadcast room were all speechless.
Wouldn't it be so crispy? It would be too scary and embarrassing for us.
Many barrages are urging horror players to surrender and redeem themselves when the time comes, so as not to risk their lives.
The little old lady stepped through the stairwell door with her front foot, and the 102nd floor was captured by Dahuai and the tree demon werewolf.
Incredibly fast.
Dahuai also considerately began to classify these horror players into customer levels.
Seeing the little old lady coming in, I quickly waved to her.
"Sister, come here quickly. Take a look at these golden VIP wool first."
Little old lady: "..."
Brother, that’s a bit straightforward.
The audience in the live broadcast room was speechless at Dahuai's unabashed behavior of harvesting wool.
The horrifying player who was called VIP Wool by Da Huai was even more angry and dared not speak out, feeling aggrieved.
The little old lady walked up to the group of horrors and looked at them.
"You know all my rules, right?"
A group of horror players nodded in unison.
"What choice."
Compared to the two dissatisfied people downstairs, the horror here chose to redeem himself without even thinking about it. Even if the fans couldn't afford the ghost coins, they redeemed themselves. It was very simple and did not waste the little old lady's saliva at all.
Both Xiaobai and Xiaoxian were useless.
Fortunately, with the addition of the 102th level of horror, these horrors have to compete a bit if they want to refresh their rankings. Xiaobai and Xiaoxian have finally found their own value.
Seeing that the little old lady was almost done with it, the Ghost Family and Marioho, who had figured out the situation on all floors, also came back.
With the help of these horrors, the werewolf tree demon accurately found all the hidden horror players on the 102th level that had not been found before. It also accurately found all the horror players that the little old lady could bring out of the dungeon and manifest. , sort them well, and let all the dryads and werewolves move to the little old lady and Dahuai.
All the resources that could be brought out of the copy but could not be realized were enlarged in the locust tree cave. All the resources that could be realized were given to the little old lady and asked to be realized.
After finishing her work, the little old lady took the increasingly powerful horror group and began to attack the 103rd floor.
When the little old lady was on the 102nd floor, the 103rd to 106th floors were united.
If the little old lady hadn't been fast enough, they would have had to negotiate higher now, but it was too late.
A group of scary people directly removed the stairwell door, added special materials that can be used in the building, and then used some scary abilities to install fences and doors to block the stairs. They guarded them layer by layer and restricted the little old lady. The number of people rushing up here is shocking.
The width and height of the corridor are limited, so you can only waste time grinding it bit by bit.
Some of their remaining horror players continued to negotiate with the horror players on the 107th floor.
This Mad Wednesday is no longer a battle between horrors, it’s a battle between humans and horrors.
