Text Chapter 89 Garbage

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"Fuck!"

"Nima... so shameless?"

"Kill the mobs quickly! Don't let the BOSS suck blood!"

I am the milk rider shouting, but without his words, everyone has turned around and attacked the little tree man.

However, the level 15 elite monster with more than 1,000 HP was not so easy to kill in a short time. A few people could only watch as the tentacles of the Fire Tree Demon continued to regenerate HP.

"wipe!"

"Our output alone is not enough! The BOSS has returned to 20%!"

War Soul Knife yelled, he was originally fighting with a shield, and the attack was like scratching the little tree man's body.

"We're coming! Hold on!"

But at this moment, there were chaotic footsteps outside the cave, and then Lao Xu and more than ten people rushed in.

"Just in time! Attack the little tree man!"

Fighting Soul Xiaodao was overjoyed and shouted quickly.

When a group of people saw it, they didn't pause and immediately started outputting. The various BUFFs and skills were shining brilliantly.

With a large number of people, the output instantly increased by several levels. The main reason was that the tree people did not have the defense power of the BOSS. They could not withstand the damage of a group of elite players, and they were quickly destroyed one after another.

"The BOSS only has 25% health! Fight the BOSS!"

However, during this period of time, the Fire Tree Demon Tentacles also recovered a full 15% of its health. Fortunately, all the skills were used up, and what was left was just a living target. Under the concentrated output of everyone, the health Bottom out soon.

"I'm going to die! Work harder!"

Finally, as the blood volume was emptied, the huge body of the Fire Tree Demon's tentacles instantly collapsed, like a deflated eggplant, paralyzed on the ground, and at the same time, there was another gorgeous explosion.

Lao Xu was still responsible for finding equipment. Since he had no need for equipment and would not participate in sharing the loot, everyone felt free to let him do it.

"5 gold coins, 1 piece of gold equipment, 2 pieces of silver, and 3 pieces of rare equipment."

Sure enough, the tentacles of the Fire Tree Demon also exploded with golden equipment. When they saw the golden staff in Lao Xu's hand, everyone's eyes lit up.

Roots of the Fire Tree

Quality: gold

Equipment type: two-handed staff

Equipment level: 15

Equipment requirements: Intelligence not less than 75

Attributes:

Magic attack power +20

Magic critical hit rate +5%

Strength +17

Agility +17

Constitution +17

Spirit +23

Intelligence +23

special:

Fire: Releases a fire mark on a single target, which lasts for 10 seconds. During the duration, the target loses 1% of its health per second. After the duration is over, the fire mark will explode, causing additional damage to the target equal to all damage received during the duration.

"Hiss! What a powerful weapon!"

Many people were wide-eyed. Although this golden staff only had one skill, its power was definitely worthy of its golden quality!

With 10% of the maximum health damage of a single target, plus the accumulated additional damage, it is definitely a BOSS-killing artifact!

Especially Eternal Fire, which is a fire spell with the fire attribute, so it almost makes me drool.

"The gold coins are divided equally, and the gold equipment is a staff weapon. The mage and priest will share it. Are you okay with that?" Lao Xu asked.

"We are the main force in killing the BOSS, why can others also share in the victory?"

I am a nanny, and said in a cold voice with dissatisfaction on his face. Immediately, the expressions of the group of people who were still staring at the golden staff changed slightly.

Who here is not an elite player from the major trade unions? What do you think they are by listening to this tone? Are they being treated like soy sauce?

"If you are capable of challenging the BOSS, we will never touch you even a single copper coin." The Sword of the Dynasty was the first to fight back.

"That's right, who didn't contribute? Even if your contribution is greater, why should the equipment belong to you? Are we working for you?"

Another mage player also said, he seems to be the vice president of a big union, and he is not afraid of my reputation as a milk knight.

I'm a nanny's face darkened, but Lao Xu smoothed things over in time.

"Master Milk Rider, fighting for points is the default rule for playing dungeons, and it is also the fairest way. No matter which profession's equipment is released or who gets it, it all depends on luck, just like the staff this time. , Great God Yejiu and the Seventeen Great Gods cannot participate in the competition. In terms of contribution, wouldn’t it be unfair to them?”

Maybe Lao Xu’s words were not unreasonable, or maybe for Lao Xu’s sake, I, Nai Qi, snorted and said nothing more.

"Since we have no objections, let's start competing between the mage and priest professions. Who comes first?" Lao Xu looked around and asked.

"I'll go first!"

Xiao Feng was the first to stand out from the crowd. He held the dice and muttered a few words, and then threw it fiercely.

98!

The dice rolled crazily and then stopped on a huge number. Xiao Feng took a closer look and suddenly broke into laughter again.

When others saw Xiao Feng throwing such a big number, especially those who were on the same team with Xiao Feng before, their faces darkened.

"I come!"

Eternal Fire was the first to refuse, gritting his teeth and throwing the dice, but was instantly killed in the blink of an eye.

twenty three!

"Garbage!" Xiao Feng crossed his arms and took some time to reenact the previous scene.

"I'm coming too!"

Fighting spirit Ziyi stood up unwillingly and threw it with all his strength, and his seductive face was immediately livid.

9!

"Ha, rubbish." Xiao Feng didn't even raise his eyelids.

I walked out quietly as a cavalryman and threw it out as well. He was a paladin, and the only suitable weapons were one-handed blunt weapons and one-handed staffs. Although two-handed staffs could also be carried, they were not suitable for him, but others also Nothing was said.

Unfortunately, he was unlucky. The dice stopped and the number on it was only 27.

"Rubbish."

Xiao Feng still didn't raise his eyelids, but I, the nanny, paused for a moment, turned my head and glanced at Xiao Feng gloomily, and then turned and left.

"It's my turn!"

"Rubbish!"



"Rubbish!"



There were only a few people in the mage and priest professions, so they quickly took their turn, and still everyone except Midsummer Rose threw them away, and everyone who survived was ridiculed.

"It seems that this golden staff also belongs to the Milk God."

Lao Xu was also a little helpless. Xiao Feng threw 99 points at one time and 98 points at another. This kind of character allowed others to do whatever they wanted, so he had to hand Xiao Feng the root of the fire tree.

"Wait, I haven't thrown it yet."

However, Midsummer Rose, who Lao Xu thought would abstain from voting again, suddenly spoke up. The white gauze covering her face could not hide her graceful figure and refined temperament.

Lao Xu had already handed the Roots of the Fire Tree to Xiao Feng. He was a little embarrassed when he heard this, but he still motioned to Midsummer Rose to throw some away.

Xiao Feng, on the other hand, didn't take Midsummer Rose seriously at all, and still didn't even raise his eyelids.

"garbage……"

But as soon as Xiao Feng opened his mouth, the second word was stuck in his throat. His eyes widened as he looked at the number thrown by Midsummer Rose.

99 points!

The whole place was silent, but the beautiful eyes of Midsummer Rose did not change. With a vague and elegant fragrance, she walked up to Xiao Feng, stretched out her white jade hands to Xiao Feng, and at the same time, her mouth under the white gauze , replaced Xiao Feng and gently uttered two words.

"Rubbish."

The voice was cold and elegant, yet pleasant to the ear, like an orchid in an empty valley, and seemed to have a teasing flavor.

"puff……"

I don’t know who made the strange noise, but immediately covered my mouth and didn’t dare to make a sound.

Not only him, but everyone looked like they were holding their breath, and their bodies were shaking slightly, as if they were holding back something.

Xiao Feng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He looked fiercely at Midsummer Rose's quiet eyes, and then reluctantly put the roots of the fire tree into Midsummer Rose's hands again.

After taking over the roots of the fire tree, Midsummer Rose stepped back, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, and most of the people present had strange expressions.

Most of these people are from major trade unions, and they naturally know the kill orders issued by Midsummer and the Doomsday Alliance. As early as when Xiao Feng joined the team, they knew that there must be a grudge between Xiao Feng and Midsummer Rose, so when they saw this The situation is all about suppressing laughter.

"Goddess of Milk, I'm sorry, we didn't invite Shengxia originally, but the Lord Yejiu wants to bring someone, and we have no choice."

War Spirit Xiaodao even secretly sent a private message to Xiao Feng, carefully saying that he and Xiao Feng were from the same novice village, so he naturally knew about the grievances between Xiao Feng and the Midsummer Union.

"It's okay, I'll take care of her sooner or later." Xiao Feng said through gritted teeth, making the War Soul Knife feel chilly.

The remaining silver equipment and rare equipment were also divided up. Xiao Feng did not participate, and he now has no regard for equipment below the gold level.

"Let's go, there's only the final BOSS left."

A group of people also continued to go to the depths of the dungeon. There were 20 people in total. Several waves of mobs on the way were quickly cleared, and then they arrived at the door of the final BOSS room.

The cave environment here has turned red, the stone walls and stones on the ground are all red, and the temperature has reached a level that makes people feel hot.

"It's so hot here. We must be hundreds of meters underground, right?"

"If it weren't for the fact that you don't sweat in the game, I would definitely be soaked."

"Get out of here, it's disgusting for a grown man to say he's wet!"

"Let's go, don't forget we are still fighting for the first pass."

"Don't worry, I bet we are faster than North America. Just BOSS No. 2 is enough for them to drink."



During the chat, several people also officially entered the final BOSS's room.

"Be careful, it's magma, don't fall. This is not an environmental effect. If you fall, you will definitely die."

The first thing that appeared in everyone's eyes was a red stone bridge. The scarlet rolling lava flowing under the bridge seemed to explain to everyone the reasons for this red environment and such heat.

The magma river flows directly into a circle, surrounding a huge and flat circular stone platform. The stone platform is still red, not only is it flat but also has regular patterns, and the huge figure of BOSS is crawling on the stone platform. On the platform, the stone bridge under the feet of a group of people is the only way to the stone platform.