Chapter 339 Exchange Natives

Turen: Non-human creatures that haunt the jungle all year round, killing humans and beasts for a living. If you want to enter the pyramid, you must first pass through this territory ruled by the natives.

"Are these the 'jungle natives'? Why does it look like a gove? Moreover, the number of them is too much..."

Although the jungle natives look like orc goblins in appearance, when it comes to strength, these little things that are only tall to the knees of ordinary soldiers are dozens of times stronger than goblins. Although the weapons they use are very simple, they have quite good attack power. There are also detailed occupational classifications among the natives, including: arrow-blowing natives, dagger natives, long-gun natives, native sacrifices, etc. Their ranks are 6 to 7.

"The natives are afraid of fire. They will use more fire magic later. Don't be surrounded by them and kill them slowly." Zhang Mu carefully told him that although he had seen the strategy of the copy, after all, it was two years ago. It would be more or less forgotten in the playing method, and it was impossible not to concentrate.

After the battle began, the natives rushed over at a very fast speed, with an evil smile on their ugly and seriously distorted faces, and a poisonous cold light appeared in their large and out-proportioned eyes.

Each team of natives has 200 units, countless teams!

Under the command of Zhang Mu, everyone did not wait for the army of the natives to rush over, so they set up a position in advance, including cannon fodder, melee, and long-range.

When the first batch of natives rushed over, the long-range arms with a variety of gain magic began to bomb. Although the natives attacked high and fast, their vitality and defense were very low.

In only a few rounds of the match, more than 40 teams of natives fell on the way. Looking at the rear, the number of native troops was still very large, connected and could not be seen at a glance.

"Save some ammunition and attack when they enter the half-court, so that they don't die in a second and have to make up for it in close combat."

Fireballs, hellfires, fire walls, beads of fireballs, these fire-name magic are constantly used by everyone, and it is difficult to eliminate the natives in front of them by relying on the limited amount of ammunition of long-range arms alone.

The battle unfolded in the gray jungle for half an hour. When all the ammunition carried by all the long-range arms were exhausted, there were still more than 400 teams of the natives, and they were crossing the midfield to fight with the hand-to-hand combat troops.

Because of Zhang Mu's infinite ammunition and powerful armor-pier-piered crossbow car, victory will happen sooner or later. However, before this, what everyone had to do was not to let these natives break through the defense line. In order to block the broken human wall, I even sent his long-range arms such as Medusa and Evil Eye to the front line.

' In this wave of attacks, most of the players' arms will be killed in battle. It will be in the native camp to ban the dead arms. If the natives defect in exchange for a large number of natives, the premise is that they must have prestige. The more you kill, the higher the reputation. For every 10 points of prestige, you can change 1 unit of blowing arrows, long guns or daggers, and every 20 points of reputation can be exchanged for 1 unit of native sacrifice.

This is the memory left in Zhang Mu's mind.

Ten minutes later, the subtitle of 'A Brilliant Victory' appeared in the eyes of everyone. Almost all of the 20 troops led by Zhang Mu were lost, or even greatly damaged. Without Zhang Mu's armor-pier, it is still unknown whether they can win these natives.

"Brother, our soldiers have lost more than half. How should we fight next?"

"Don't worry, change some natives first, and I'll take you to do the side task later." While talking, Zhang Mu had controlled the army to run forward. A few minutes later, he came to the native camp in the jungle.

The wonderful bonfire burned in the middle of the camp, and a group of natives danced happily around the bonfire. The bare trunks near the camp were covered with the remains of humans and beasts.

Zhang Mu said with a smile, "Everyone exchanges natives here. In my personal opinion, there are more arrow-blowing natives and long-gun natives. The former can be used for long-range attacks, and the latter's defense is quite good. It can be a human wall. As for the sacrifice of natives, although they have the ability to increase magic, their combat effectiveness is too poor. Just change a few as cannon fodder to play.

Stayed in the camp for about 5 minutes. After everyone exchanged the reputation points for the natives, Zhang Mu walked into a valley on the right along a very hidden path.

When the difficulty of the world copy is increased to level C, there will be side tasks in the copy. These side tasks are often not difficult and have a lot of rewards. But if you want to complete it successfully, it takes players a lot of time to explore. The more difficult the world copy is, the more side quests there are, and the richer the rewards.

"The sand valley? What's here?" I asked.

"Hey hey, as long as we kill the 12 teams of 'sand monsters' hidden in the sand valley, we can get a mysterious prize. Even if I don't say this prize, you can guess..."

"Is it a kind of arms?"

"That's right!" When he spoke, Zhang Mu triggered the first battle. The hiding places of the 12 teams of sand monsters were all in Zhang Mu's head, and he didn't have to worry about finding them.

The sand monster is a medium-sized undead creature whose body is composed of gravel. It should be the same as the earth element of the elemental family. However, the strength of the sand monster is much stronger than that of the earth element. Anyway, it is also a 7-level army, and its defense ability is first-class.

The other party is a 100 team of 500 units of sand monsters.

My own battlefield is almost the same arrow-blowing natives, the least also exchanged 2,000 units, and the most is Zhang Mu, with 3,800 units!

"Give the arms to gain magic and shoot them!"

............After a long time - a ray of sunlight shone through the glass window. Unconsciously, everyone had been fighting all night in the copy. Zhang Mu yawned, proposed to hang up in the copy, and made an appointment to go online in the afternoon and take collective action.

After a whole night's struggle, everyone had been exhausted for a long time. After yawning and saying goodbye to each other, they went back to their rooms to sleep one after another.

This is a bad place to play 'continuous copies'. It takes too long and takes 20 to 30 hours. Ordinary people can't suffer this kind of torture.

Meimei slept for a while. After lunch, everyone went online at 2 p.m. on time and continued to struggle in the world copy.

At about 5 o'clock, everyone completed the side task, and everyone got 500 to 800 units of sand monsters.

"It's time to play the C-level difficulty pharaoh to curse the last Boss. Let's cheer up."

Boss is the 'wolf mummy' guarding the entrance of the pyramid.

Wolf monster mummy, a neutral 7th-order upgrade, has been guarding the periphery of the pyramid for thousands of years. Its task is to kill every creature that tries to invade the pyramid. The mace in its hand can be beaten into powder with a gentle swing.

Special surname 1: Sweep, there is an 80% chance of a fan range attack in ordinary attacks.

Special surname 2: Fury, after being attacked, the attack power is increased by 40% and the movement speed is increased by 50%.

(to be continued)