Chapter 152 Three Generals

Walking through the spacious corridor, everyone came to the Boss room referred to in the screenshot. The room was rectangular, with more than 1,000 square meters. There were some stone statues of monsters randomly placed around. Tang Feng counted more than 30 of them. The middle of the room was occupied by the Air Island Army. Three lv58 leader-level 'Air Island Generals' with different images were commanding their subordinates to practice. There were at least 80 monsters in the huge square, and the number even exceeded the total number of wasteland groups brought by the bloody dance this time. Fortunately, due to the distance between the two sides, the Air Island Army did not find that their 'training room' had been invaded by outsiders.

This Boss room has an official name, called 'Twelfth Hanging Island Palace Training Room Seven'. In other words, there are at least six rooms full of monsters like this in the palace, or even more.

"I said, how to fight this? All the monsters above the elite, not to mention the average level is higher than ours. The blood-killing dance leaned against the back of a statue.

The average level of the monsters in the training room is lv57, and the worst is the elite. The average level of the members of the wasteland group led by the Blood Killing Dance is only lv54. If Tang Feng's group of masters of lv57~lv58 were not in front of them, the strength of the two sides would be more ugly.

"What you need to worry about is not the level problem, but... The distance between the elites of these empty islands is too close, pulling one hair and moving the whole body, surrounded by a flat river. There are no suitable obstacles and terrain to fly kites, and they can only fight hard..." After all, they are the presidents of a large guild. I don't know how many people have led their men to participate. In the second wasteland reclamation operation, the Boss killed more than ordinary people killed more monsters, so he saw at a glance the most difficult place in this wasteland reclamation 'training room'.

"There is no chance of winning." Lao De added a sentence next to him and shook his head.

"Leaf?" Blood Killing Dance subconsciously turned his head again. Tang Feng had already become his life-saving straw and a good medicine to solve difficult and miscellaneous diseases.

"Well..." Tang Feng was meditating, and people could see that he was also a little hesitant.

Blood killing dance and undisputed worry are all right. If you really want to fight hard, you have no chance of winning. However, what's the point of opening up the wasteland today? Isn't the distribution of trophy after the death of the 'Empty Island King' who quarreled with the God of War of Heaven and Earth for a long time become a joke? - Even the little leader can't be killed, and he still challenges the commander?

"Leave all your people under my command, but I have no idea whether I can kill them or not."

After a while, Tang Feng said.

"Try it."

The presidents of the two conferences had no objection to this proposal and immediately handed over the military power.

As for those elite players, many of them did not know Tang Feng, but when they saw their boss talking to Tang Feng, they were so polite. Naturally, they knew that he was not an ordinary person and willing to let him go.

"Yulu, crazy young, nameless..."

Tang Feng began to deploy troops and horses intensively. In order to assist him, Blood Killing Crazy Dance and Lao De found dozens of small stones in the corner beside him, circled a small piece of open space to serve as a tactical sand table, and calculated the changes that might happen after the battle broke out.

It took a full half an hour for Tang Feng to complete the deployment of the whole team and set up a conical attack array, led by Qin Lu, who was riding on a horse. In fact, this kind of hard work is usually done by male players, but now there is nothing she can do. Who makes her the highest-level and most capable paladin in this team? Behind Qin Lu are all kinds of warrior classes such as nameless, mad young, and berserker. They spread to the rear in a ladder shape to protect the two wings. The mages, hunters and priests stood in the center of them and were closely protected.

"It's strange! Full fire!"

With Tang Feng's 'opening monster', Qin Lu tightened the reins, raised the long gun high, and rushed into the strange group one by one.

When there were 50 meters left between the two sides, the elites of the Air Island Army finally reacted. They pulled out their weapons and aimed at the menacing players.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh! Kill them!"

One of the three 'empty island generals' standing on the left suddenly roared, and the upper body seemed to be injected with an unknown force. The muscles on his body swelled in an instant, like a full-gassing balloon, with unimaginable power in the rock-like muscles.

"This guy is a 'fighter'. Don't let him get close to the mage..."

As soon as Tang Feng finished shouting, the fighter general had jumped up from the rear and rushed to the front line. His right fist flashed and suddenly burst out a beam of light.

'-The earth dragon is broken!'

Puff, bang, bang!

The thick beam of the adult's arm hit Qin Lu accurately, lifting her head and falling off the horse.

'-Holy Healing!'

Qin Lu's reaction was not unpleasant. She immediately stood up and added a 'healing technique' for herself. Although the recovered health value was not 1/5 of Tang Feng's, it was enough for her highly defensive paladin.

"Rulu, how are you?"

"It's okay, I can hold it! It doesn't hurt much when he hit me.

When Qin Lu replied, her hand was not idle, but stabbed out a long gun repeatedly to block the attack route of the general of the fighter and prevent him from crossing the thunder pool for half a step.

At this time, the elites of the empty island and the leaders of the empty island have also come, getting closer and closer to everyone.

"Fire Attack! Fight!"

Tang Feng didn't think about it, and directly raised his hand to throw out the 'Star Calling'. Other mages and hunters tried their best to use their skills to bombard the surging crowd.

"Unparalleled God of War! Unparalleled God of War! Invaders on the empty island! There is no mercy to kill!"

The second general in the training room also moved.

This is an unparalleled god of war in kimchie plate armor. He holds a blood-red giant blade in his hand, which is like a knife, a sword, and a sickle. He chopped over and cut off 1/3 of the life of the madman.

"Do you feel cold?"

The third general is a female ice god. As she waved her wand and muttered spells, it snowed out of thin air in the training room. Each snowflake had the size of a palm. If you look carefully, people will find that there is a clear magic line on each snowflake.

Pop! Crack! ! Crack! !

Unfortunately, players who are contaminated with snowflakes have a 'reduction effect' of 'deceleration' while their bodies are damaged to varying degrees.

However, this is not difficult for Tang Feng.

'-Purification!'

Tang Feng played the role of the priest to the limit, constantly purifying the 'deceleration' effect of the main output profession.

You should know that the other party is the leader Boss, and the magic used is a perverted skill that the player can't learn at this stage. If you let the 'decelerate' go, after the effect is superimposed three or five times, the mages can't even sing magic normally.

(to be continued)