Chapter 353 Enemy

"Well, isn't it the direction of upgrading the 8th-order barracks? You can choose any clan, right? With Brother Mu's current equipment, armor-piered crossbow car, and Scorpion King, the attack output is enough. Are you so distressed? Long Gen was puzzled by Zhang Mu's entanglement.

Indeed, in the eyes of everyone, Zhang Mu's strength is too strong. Except for 'pervert', they can't find a second word to describe it.

Zhang Mu shook his head and said, "It's okay to bully and bully wild monsters. When it comes to the expansion of the inner domain, you won't really think that you are invincible with a crossbow car, right? If you want to walk horizontally on the 7th-order map, there must be at least 2 kinds of 8th-order soldiers in the team. I now have the 8th-order scorpion king, and I still lack a powerful arms..."

"The 7-level map is different from the 6-level. The internal range is all computer forces. If you come to form a team of 8th-level soldiers, the armor-transpared crossbow car will be useless! I know that I still have this.

Of course, there are many benefits for the advancement of the map, but the danger is also multiplied. If there is no powerful arms, relying on the 2nd to 6th-order soldiers alone to open up the wasteland, not everyone can bear the damage after each battle. In such a cruel environment, there is only one way to reduce the number of soldiers, that is, to build an eighth-order barracks.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Mu almost looked through the information of the arms collected by Wei Yang before finally choosing which 8th-order soldier to build.

"Wow, brother, you are really used to using 'cow'. Why do you choose 'black cow'? Is there any explanation for this? The fat man stared at the monster pattern in Zhang Mu's hand in a panic.

Black Bull: The Swamp clan has not been upgraded to level 8 arms. The speed is average, but the attack, defense and blood sensitivity are extremely high. After upgrading, it is the 'Black Bull King'. It not only has the staring of death of 'Barian Bull', but also has the special surname of group attack.

Special surname 1: Black bull armor, reducing physical damage by 30%.

Special surname 2: Death gaze, 10% chance to kill half of the number of enemy arms of the Black Bull King.

Special surname 3: Black Bull Collision. The farther the distance between the two sides, the greater the damage it will cause to the enemy. It is similar to the knight's 'charge'. The difference is that Black Bull Collision is a fan-shaped group attack. Although the attack coverage area is not as perverted as the Scorpion King, it is not much smaller.

"In the 8th-order arms, in addition to the giant element, the highest defense is this 'black bull'. In addition to the strong attack ability and defense ability, it also comes with a range of group attack. There is almost no kind of arms comparable to black cattle. It can resist and fight. How can I find such a good kind of arms? The most important point is that I have swamps now, and the construction level of swamp towns is not bad..."

The night romance poured cold water and said, "Hey, don't be too complacent. Have you forgotten how many low-level soldiers died when visiting the reputation of the 'Dragon Horse Camp'? Besides, even if you have passed the Dragon Riding Camp, you still need a lot of resources and gold coins, right?

Zhang Mu whispered like a thief: "This is the advantage of having a guild... The guild can build a reputation access point without fighting... As the president, I think we should develop the swamp clan first... Well, do you have no problem? What? Have an opinion? It's useless. I accidentally clicked the wrong one. I can't cancel it. What should I do..."

Everyone rolled their eyes and learned Zhang Mu's shamelessness again. This seems to be called using power for personal gain, right?

But it doesn't matter if you think about it carefully. At this stage, players have just used 7th-order soldiers. Don't think about building 8th-order barracks in less than ten days and half months. It's too unrealistic.

Zhang Mu is the kind of person who wants to do it. He immediately began to build the 'Black Bull Altar' in China City. Anyway, the resources and gold coins spent are all funded by the guild. Zhang Mu said that he had no pressure.

"The 'Black Bull Altar' began to be built in Chinatown..."

Originally, Zhang Mu thought he would be protested by other members, and even thought about the present. What puzzled him was that the members didn't seem to see the news. What should be done? It seemed that nothing had happened.

"Well... It seems that my worries are superfluous?" Zhang Mu scratched his head and whispered.

"Right for personal gain! You are so shameless!" Suddenly, a voice got into Zhang Mu's ears. When Zhang Mu saw someone coming, he immediately said happily, "Now the mayors' cars are all Audi A6s. I'm a little selfish... It's nothing..."

The original urn said, "After the 'black cow altar' is built, the 'scorpion lion' nest' is built. I'm here to tell you."

As soon as the words fell, the mythical wound also came in: "Twelve, why don't you discuss with me about the construction of the eighth-order prestige, my god of death..."

In fact, these are the only people who can use the 8th-order prestige at this stage.

Zhang Mu laughed and said, "Don't worry, I will build all the 8th-order prestige centers of the nine races. It's just a matter of order..."

"In that case, why don't you take the prestigious building of Level 7 by the way..."

Zhang Mu shook his head and said, "This is not good. The daily income of the guild is quite limited. We will soon have an iron armored general and start to station troops in the meeting! There is no visit to the 6th to 7th levels of prestige. Let's go back to the 5th to 6th levels of the map together sometime..."

Seeing that what Zhang Mu said was reasonable, everyone no longer forced them to do their own things.

"Speaking of building tree faults, alas, my swamp level 7 hasn't visited yet. Let's go back and take a walk tonight..." Zhang Mu said to himself.

At 2:30 that night, after cleaning up the monsters on the second floor of Baicaoyuan and hanging the trumpet inside, Zhang Mu followed the portal back to the sixth-order map.

Although there are many 7-level prestige buildings on the surface of the 6-level map, 99% of the arms in these buildings have been knocked down by the players. If you visit again, you can only get prestige and will not trigger the battle. ( The guards in the prestigious building are refreshed once every half a month.) Just as Zhang Mu was busy visiting the 7-level prestige buildings of various ethnic groups, suddenly a two-star team came out of the portal not far from the right. The player was obviously stunned when he saw Zhang Mu, and then ran back to the portal where he didn't know where it was.

"It's strange that I don't hit you. Are you so scared?" Zhang Mu frowned slightly and whispered in discontentedly.

Suddenly, a row of bright red secret chats popped up on the screen: "If you have the guts, come in with me!" Twelve-winged angels!"

After confirming the player's nationality, Zhang Mu suddenly realized that the other party was the Indian player who was killed by him with a crossbow.

"Are you out of your mind?"

Zhang Mu is a very stable and mature person. How can he pay attention to provocation? Moreover, it is very unwise to rush into the portal.

Zhang Mu's disregard aroused the anger of the Indian player, and he called more cheerfully.

"Hmm, what a coward who doesn't even dare to enter a portal! I look down on you! I don't like you!"

"..."

"Hey, why do you pretend to be dead? You won beautifully last time. Why did you be a shrinking turtle this time? Do you Chinese have this kind of courage?

"Well... Just say it, don't take my country with you." Zhang Mu replied helplessly.

"Oh, it turns out that you are a patriot, so I understand - a timid Chinese! Hahaha..."

"You seem to believe in Islam... Allah, the true God, right?"

Indian players said with a straight face, "You, you don't believe it, but you must not insult the true god!"

"Then shut up! Don't bother me! Otherwise, I don't care what you believe and don't scold!"

After more than 2 hours of calm, just as Zhang Mu was ready to return home, more than 100 Indian players poured into the portal.

"Haha, I'll see where you go! That's him. Help me destroy him! Just be careful of his crossbow!" Indian players shouted wildly, and the group of Indian players who had gathered together immediately surrounded Zhang Mu in a circle.

1 person hits 100 people?

Zhang Mu is not stupid. What if he meets a super magical player and destroys his crossbow?

In the face of such a wheel battle, Zhang Mu chose to escape. He ran down along the open map, and the Indian players behind him were chasing after him.

"Damn it, fortunately, I didn't enter the portal and was almost scolded by [***] rice..." Zhang Mu still maintained a lot of rationality. As long as he could enter the guild city, he would be safe.

"Eh?" After a player who practiced in the ancient battlefield switched the map, he found Zhang Mu, who was running away in confusion, and immediately exclaimed, "Fuck, the twelve bosses have been hunted down!"

"What? What? Was the boss being hunted down? Fuck, guys, kill me! Rescue the boss!"

"Damn it, who, who doesn't have eyes?"

"What the he said, destroy them!"

At 4 o'clock in the middle of the night, the online rate in Chinatown is still at 90%. Although half of them are hanging up, the other half are living.

This news is like a firecracker falling into the chicken coop, and the whole Chinatown has exploded. Damn it, even our boss wants to destroy it. He doesn't want to fool around, right?

The myth said seriously, "Twelve, do you need any help? I'll go back right away if I need it.

The Lord also said, "Is the other party powerful?"

"There are a lot of people on the other side. I'm just saving prestige. I didn't expect to meet an enemy, and things are still so big..." Zhang Mu is really suffering. What a shame!

"Chasing, don't let him run away!" Indian players are like a group of hungry wolves, following Zhang Mu closely. It is ridiculous that they did not open the map in advance, surrounded by a thick fog of war, and did not find that their team had fallen into the siege of players in Chinatown.

You chased me for more than ten minutes.

Zhang Mu suddenly stopped, and the Indian players were stunned. The leading boy was overjoyed: "Haha, he has no mobility!"

"Wrong!" Zhang Mu shook his head, looked at the more than a thousand members who came out, and sighed, "I don't have to run anymore. You can look back..."

Hiss!!

Indian players took a cold breath at the same time. They looked at the members of Chinatown who surrounded them in horror. The scene can only be described as a sea of people!

"If you don't have eyes, don't look at how many catties you have, just come to move the president. Are you fucking tired of living?" The talking buddy obviously saw too many gangsters and was full of rough words.

"Will... will... will... president? President of Chinatown? Ah?"

(to be continued)