Chapter 300 Invincible

There was a dead silence in the KO Internet cafe, and the waiters who did not know how to play games looked at them face to face and wondered, what's wrong with these men?

"Bang!"

Chrysanthemum's palm slapped heavily on the marble table, and there was a crisp sound. Everyone can see that the president has entered a state of rampage.

A green veins bent like an earthworm climbed from the chrysanthemum's temple to the forehead, and the originally handsome face turned blood red with anger.

Koizumi hurriedly stood up and held him and said, "President, are you all right?"

"I, I'm fine... I'm just a little uncomfortable... It's okay!" Ju gasped and shouted, "It doesn't matter. This group of Chinese people only have 'twelve-winged angels' with golden beasts. Even if they pile up corpses, they will pile them up!" The siege ability of this kind of arms is too strong!" Turning his eyes and staying on Koizumi, Ju shouted, "Let your reinforcements rush up and destroy the twelve-winged angels!"

"Yes! Yes!" Koizumi hurriedly grabbed the microphone, and at this time, the players around him exclaimed again.

"What's the matter?" Ju was a little panicked.

"It's not just twelve wings that one person has golden beasts, these... these people..." Zhuchuan pointed to the screen and said a little stuttering. Of course, this Zhang Mu's strength has nothing to do with it. It was the first time he saw Ju so angry. He was scared by Ju.

"What...what? Where on earth did these soldiers come from?

"These arms are the compensation they get from the underground ruins."

Just as Ju was at a loss, a young man of the same age as Ju came in outside the door. This young man had long black hair and a small wine pit when he smiled. He was very handsome, holding a black laptop in his right hand.

"Wild Maple? When did you come back? Ju looked at him in amazement.

Ye Feng, original name: Chishui Yi Ye Feng, 24 years old, the former leader of the KO copy team, left the guild for some last resort reasons. Game genius, any copy of the game can easily pass as long as you play it twice. It is a talented professional player.

Ye Feng grabbed his hair and said with a smile, "I've actually been there all the time." Without waiting for a few words from both sides, Ye Feng said, "President Chrysanthemum, the arms used by the Twelve Wings are ranked 7 to 8 respectively. Ordinary arms can't deal with them at all. The source of this kind of arms is 'underground ruins', and I don't know exactly which one it is. The most important thing at the present is the retreat of the whole army, not the attack of the whole army.

"Why?" The dissipated anger on Ju's face shrouded it again.

"Quanjun's tactic is right. Let the armed sheep with high level of city defense move to the town for defense, but this tactic can only be aimed at ordinary players. When encountering a master like the Twelve-winged Angel, it is simply a dish in front of him, and the city defense is completely invalidated."

Hearing this, Koizumi's face turned red.

"Not only that, because the armed sheep spend most of the resources and gold coins on the construction of the town, their strength is far less than that of the players who take the 'grey wolf' route. As far as I know, this twelve-winged angel is still the most fierce of the wolves."

"The consequence of the hard fight is that all our main forces will be killed in battle, and when the 7-day alliance time passes, Italian and German players will spontaneously form a alliance to annex our remaining troops, one wrong step at a time. President Ju, please think about it carefully.

"This..."

During the conversation, the 10 high gestures of the zombie army led by Zhang Mu pushed forward like a broken bamboo, attacking dozens of cities in a row, and all of them went were wolf films.

In the face of the defense of the city, Zhang Mu seemed to be very generous. Every time he captured a town, he only demolished three buildings with the most resources, leaving two for the players who did not have the ability to attack the city behind.

Other people also follow the same. It's a good time to eat a large piece of meat, but it's always a mouthful of soup for others, right?

'Loss' hundreds of thousands of gold coins and thousands of resources, but they can buy hundreds or even thousands of people's hearts. This business is not compensated.

The Japanese players who guarded the city completely collapsed. Although they were on the 6th level map, their arms were still at the 5th level. Most of their resources are spent on urban defense construction.

Think about it, in the absence of the popularity of advanced magic, how can the 5th-order arms resist the existence of the 7th to 8th levels that can only be looked up to?

It's impossible!

In the face of forces far beyond themselves, technical players can only wash their faces with tears.

The battle of defeating the strong with the weak is staged every day, but under the premise that there is no disparity in strength between the two sides, is it useful to meet a madman like Zhang Mu who is abnormal to the extreme? Not to mention that Zhang Mu is also a technical master.

In the face of forces far beyond themselves, data stream players can only hide their faces and sigh.

They beat the old calculator pitifully and calculated the damage value of the arms of both sides. The final result was that the probability of winning was '0.1'. The premise of this 0.1 was that Zhang Mu would not control any arms to attack from now on.

"Technology and data masters are real... But I hope you will never use them. When you use it, it shows that you have lost a lot in military strength. Do you know? I would rather you be scolded as 'idiot' to win, and I don't want you to be praised as a 'master' to lose.

Zhang Mu's words are tossing over and over again in everyone's minds and after carefully recalling them. Can the deep meaning in them be understood by outsiders?

Demolition of the city to hand cramps!

"Ai, these miscellaneous things seem to have retreated." The emperor glanced at the screen.

Sure enough, countless heroes gushed out of the town group below, and even hundreds of players who came to reinforce were retreating to the rear.

"Haha! Throw away your armor! Run, son of a bitch. The farther you run, the better! Leave the town for the grandparents to demolish!" The emperor stroked his palm and laughed.

Suddenly, the emperor's laughter suddenly stopped, and the retreating Japanese player team was surrounded by a circle of ripples, and their movement speed increased by no less than 10%!

"What's going on? Logistics? ? Pathfinder?"

Zhang Mu meditated: "The superposition effect of potions, runes and scrolls are the products of life skills. KO guild... This Japanese guild is very strong. At least the division of labor in the life department is much better than yours. Well, let's not talk about the military force or something. Nothing can be on the stage.

In a simple sentence, he directly hit the mythical wounds, the sky, and the emperor to the end of the body, and almost vomited three liters of blood.

"Damn it! Twelve, you, you are so angry with me! Everyone in the meeting listened to me. After today's battle, they all came to the United Front Channel for a meeting!"

"The important surname of life skills will be gradually reflected in the future. If you don't pay attention to the division of labor, you will suffer losses sooner or later!"

Listening to the crazy shouting of the boss in his ear, Zhang Mu's thoughts flew to other places.

Auxiliary products! If there is a sufficient number of auxiliary potions, runes, and scrolls, whether it is attacking the city or defending the city, it can get twice the result with half the effort. It is not difficult to make these things, but where should those original materials be found? Acquisition?

Zhang Mu suddenly thought of Xiao K's group of people. It seemed to be a good choice for them to farm and hunt full-time.

(to be continued)