Chapter 153 Success in Reclamation

Dumble, Dumble!

The giant blade and armor rubbed against each other, and there was a crisp and pleasant sound of Jin Ming. Headed by Qin Lu, the warriors and supplemented by the warriors, the nameless warriors have been entangled with the 'Unparalleled God of War General' and the 'Fighter General', which is difficult to solve. The professions of both sides are known for their "rough skin and thick meat", so for a while, neither side can help each other.

not far away, several high-level mages led by Piao Xue and Little God are confronting the 'Ice God General'. Compared with the hand-to-hand combat of the soldiers, the battle between the mages is full of skills and highlights. How to carry out an effective magic counterattack while avoiding the opponent's AOE skills makes the mages a little anxious.

In addition to the three leaders, Boss, there are also a number of leaders and a number of elites at the scene. Tang Feng shuttled through the crowd, sometimes helping his dying teammates to make up for their lives, and sometimes used a "star summoning" to carry out a group attack, attracting the hatred of monsters and reducing the pressure on their teammates. Who would have thought that a green leaf-like priest, who specializes in adding blood assistance to others, became an all-round profession under the work of Tang Feng, a perverted master.

Oh! A sacred light suddenly fell from the sky, covering Qin Lu, and her health value was the greatest supplement in an instant. You don't have to look at it. This is what Tang Feng did.

"Boss's life is getting lower and lower, but the attack power is getting higher and higher. Ye Zi, think of a way quickly. I'm afraid I won't be able to support it for long." Before she could thank her, Qin Lu even roared without looking back.

"I can't help it! There's nothing I can do!" Tang Feng shook his head vigorously. He jumped with five leading monsters and ran wildly in the spacious training room and flies their kites. "There has been no idle output in the team for a long time. It's impossible to collect fire to kill a Boss. For now, there is only consumption. Let's see who can consume it to the end."

"Oh!" Qin Lu sighed gently.

"I said! Ye Zi, you are so irresponsible!" The bloody dance was bathed in blood, cooperating with the indisputable and old virtue to suppress the elites and leaders who dared to approach the mages. Mage is a very powerful war machine, but also very fragile, and must be given enough attention and protection.

"Damn it! It's not that I'm not responsible for it, but that the wasteland is too reluctant, and the average level is only lv54! The difference is level 3. Do you think this is a joke? If you want to open up the wasteland next time, get ready!" It's really difficult for Tang Feng. While helping people add blood, while blowing kite monsters, while outputting, dispelling the 'benefit reduction BUFF', and at the same time, I have to talk back to any other person. I'm afraid it's difficult to integrate any of the above three things together, not to mention the five things at the same time... Puff! Boom!! Bumble!!

Several empty island elites were blown to pieces under the fire attack of the mage, and the number of people at the scene was almost equal. After a ten-minute fierce battle, more than a dozen people were killed on the player's side, leaving about 60 people left, and more than 30 air island troops were destroyed.

Simply looking at the number of deaths on both sides on the battlefield, it seems that the player has an advantage, but the fact is the opposite. Those who have been killed are all the 'ely' monsters of the Air Island Army, and most of the rest are leaders. Not to mention that of the fighting ability is several times that of the elites, but also the vitality is even more vigorous and terrible. Everyone can single-handedly challenge 2 to 3 players. If it weren't for the number of soldiers brought by the bloody killing and dancing this wasteland, the wall is strong enough. In fact, if the mages responsible for the output were strictly protected, the wasteland group would have been destroyed seventeen or eight times.

The white-hot war of attrition continues.

"I'm not willing to... you... you ants can actually hurt me... Ugh! I'm so unwilling!"

After another ten minutes, it was eye-catching, and the morale was greatly increased. - Under the tireless attack of the mages, the general of the ice magic god was inexplicably pushed down, and a lot of things burst out, and I don't know what it was.

"Great! There is hope! Master brothers, hurry up and clean up the little monsters around you!" Tang Feng roared excitedly, and nearby players secretly pinched a cold sweat for him when they saw him.

Because the monster of Tang Feng's kite has expanded from the first three and five to eight now. It looks like a row of human-shaped tails from a distance. If there is a little mistake, it will be immediately chopped into mud. Even if there is 'battle armor', it is useless.

Due to the lack of a leader Boss at the scene, the pressure of players has plummeted, and the efficiency of clearing monsters has begun to rise. Although some players still die in the battle, discerning people can see that the goddess of victory is already waving to the player's team.

"Big mountain!" Tang Feng roared from afar.

"Yes." Dashan replied gloomily and looked over.

Because Dashan and North African Nighthawks were practicing with Tang Feng before, they also came to open up the wasteland, which was regarded as a member of Tang Feng's team.

"Come and help me pull the monster away! I'm going to save people!"

"Good!" Dashan, an honest man, stepped out step by step and suddenly waved a long knife in his hand. The knife was light, and he immediately rolled up several leaders nearby.

"There is a code, no code! You are still stunned! Hurry up and help the mountain!" Tang Feng roared again.

The codeless brothers were excited at the same time. After looking at each other, they pulled out of the team and released magic to assist the mountain at the first time.

Getting rid of the 'tail' behind him, Tang Feng began to patiently save dozens of corpses on the ground. As he saved every player, the wasteland group took a step towards victory.

After another 20 minutes, the last leader, the Unparalleled General of War, finally died under the blade of the player's anger, and the whole training room was quiet.

Tang Feng sat on the steps with a tired face, gasping for breath, overloaded calculation tactics and walking, which made his brain almost go down.

"Haha! Hahahaha! I said that the strength of our wasteland group is extraordinary! So many leaders, leaders, haven't they been killed by us? Hahahaha!" The blood killing dance pinched his waist and laughed wildly, and everyone had a sense of happiness and achievement on their faces.

"Leaf! Thanks to you!" The bloody dance strode over and patted Tang Feng on the shoulder vigorously. He also felt that he should properly praise the greatest contributor of the battle.

"Don't do this. What happened to the three leaders? Take it out, I'll pick it first. Unfortunately, Tang Feng didn't buy it at all. He stretched out his right hand and hooked hard in front of everyone.

"Hey, you're still afraid that I can't run away with the trophy of my brothers..." Blood Killing Dance couldn't laugh or cry. He stuffed the loot he picked up before into Tang Feng's hand one by one. Every time he handed out, his cheeks would twitch.

His heart is dripping blood...

(to be continued)