Chapter 445 Characteristics of Great Prophecy

"Brother, you are too fierce. If you don't test Paul's great prophecy in advance, you will find the trouble of the 12th-order Yanlong? Boss, they are level 12! Level 12!"

Hearing the fat man's words, Zhang Mu smiled and said, "Don't forget that the purpose of our coming this time is to slaughter the dragon. Naturally, we have to do experiments on the dragon clan. If the great prophecy can even deal with the 12th-order Yanlong, then other miscellaneous soldiers are naturally not a problem. Do you understand what I mean?"

The fat man thought about Zhang Mu's words carefully and sighed a few seconds later: "I see, do an experiment on the dragon clan... But if you do the experiment, there is no need to call us all..."

Zhang Mu laughed again: "If I don't form a team, how can I know the maximum range of prophecy? Huh?"

The fat man admired Zhang Mu's five-body throw to the ground, which is like two people playing chess. The fat man can only think of the last two moves, while Zhang Mu directly thinks of the last ten moves... The IQ of the two people is not on the same level at all.

"Oh, brother, how did your head grow? What did you eat to grow up..."

Zhang Mu smiled and raised his microphone to command: "After the war, everyone gathered in the middle and put the mouse on the surrender button..."

As soon as he heard the mythical injury, he fainted and said, "Wow, surrender? You are not sure of your feelings! You didn't send my buddy to play with me, did you?

Zhang Mu smiled and said, "As the saying goes, I can't bear to trap the wolf, I can't bear to surrender, and I can't kill Yanlong. Anyway, everyone is bringing level 1 to 3 arms, and the surrender fee is not expensive.

"Which country's saying is this?" I finally couldn't help it and asked seriously, "It doesn't matter if I surrender or something. No one is short of that little money. But, twelve, what are you hiding? Take it out quickly.

"Don't worry, when the march is finished, I will show you the results of my efforts these days, haha!"

Opposite is a red 260 team of 300 units of Yanlong, which has been provoked by human beings. These arrogant dragons are charging forward at a speed of nearly 100 meters per second. In the face of the enemy's ** naked provocation, they will definitely let these humble creatures taste the taste of burning. Oh, no, it's burning.

After a few rounds, Zhang Mu's formation has been adjusted. The 1st to 3rd levels of arms are densely arranged together, almost filling the whole screen. There are still several rounds before the arrival of the Yanlong army.

Zhang Mu took out his watch and calculated carefully: "The time it takes to summon Paul is... The time it takes to perform the prophecy is... The time to maintain is... The flight time of the dragon clan per second... After predicting the dragon clan, the transformation time..."

A master at the level of Zhang Mu has long been unsatisfied with simple treasure training. He is developing towards the extreme master of online games, and he wants to make the time of the exchange of fire between the two sides on the battlefield accurate to every minute and second.

"Okay!" Zhang Mu suddenly raised his head and patted his right hand.

Aded (Ice Ring Girl) stood up from the white-boned mammoth, and the golden light flashed, which was so beautiful. Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Mu's hero. They all wanted to see what Zhang Mu was going to do.

"Is this... magic? What magic? Why does the spell look like this? It's not right. The people in the only studio gathered behind me and whispered.

"I don't know what it is. Anyway, it's not ordinary magic. Twelve is not a fool. He should know that the dragons in front of him ignore any magic below level 8..." I muttered, concentrated, and stared at the screen.

The mythical injured chin almost fell to the floor and said, "Twelve, what the hell are you? The casting process is too gorgeous, isn't it?

As soon as the voice fell, a team of more than 700 units of octopus emperor Paul with sky-blue skin appeared in the rear of the army.

"Wow!!"

"God! What is this! What a big squid!"

"My God!"

Although there are only 12 people in the channel, they almost quarreled. It's not that they haven't played Boss, but ordinary players can also fight with Boss? This is somewhat inconceivable.

"Who is this twelve..." The red tone was secretly shocked. From the beginning of entering the ancient battlefield, she activated the video function of the hero's invincible. The appearance of the octopus emperor Paul completely shocked her.

"Well! Uh-h! Uh-h! I didn't expect my opponent to be Yanlong... Yanlong's power is too huge, and I'm afraid the effect of prophecy will be reduced. Well, I, the Octopus Emperor, am not a vegetarian... Look at my Octopus Emperor's great prophecy!" Paul suddenly opened his mouth and shocked everyone. Of course, this is not an intelligent NPC, but a special voice set by the system. In the face of different monsters, the Octopus Emperor will say different words.

With a wave of Zhang Mu's mouse, a huge red prophecy line appeared, covering all the arms carried by everyone, with a diameter of about 7 to 800 meters.

"Aw!" When Paul performed a great prophecy for his own arms, Zhang Mu exclaimed that the 1st to 3rd-level arms of more than 1,000 units in the field were not affected by the prophecy, and there was no prophecy on his head!

"What's the matter with this?" Zhang Mu's mind turned quickly. A few seconds later, he understood and shouted, "All of them retreat with their own troops!" Under my command, be ready to surrender at any time!"

"What's going on? Why doesn't the great prophecy work? The fat man was sweating profusely.

Zhang Mu pointed to the arms on the screen that were affected by the great prophecy and said, "It's not that it doesn't work, but that the number of Paul is too small. The great prophecy only works on arms that are less than its ontology... 700 Paul, you can only predict the arms of less than 700 units! Even if the arms exceed Paul's 1 unit, the prophecy will be ineffective!"

"So that's it... Brother, what else do you think? Let's withdraw quickly!" The fat man roared.

The others are full of paste. They don't know what Zhang Mu is going to do.

Zhang Mu said with a straight face, "Don't worry, I also want to use a prophecy against Yanlong to see if the great prophecy has any effect on these arms that are much higher than Paul's four ranks..."

Octopus Emperor Paul has only 8 levels, while Yanlong has 12 levels, with a difference of 4 levels!

The crazy Yanlong army finally rushed up, and the distance between the two sides was no more than a kilometer.

Paul opened his mouth and waved countless tentacles and said, "Look at my Great Prophecy of the Octopus Emperor!"

The huge red lines covered more than 90% of the Yanlongs on the field. As Zhang Mu expected, there were prophetic hints on the top of these Yanlong' heads. Zhang Mufei quickly intercepted the picture and shouted, "All surrender back to the city, and gather in the city in 5 minutes."

The experiment was very successful, and the special surname of the great prophecy was basically explored by Zhang Mu.

A few minutes later, Zhang Mu extracted the screenshot just now, pointed to the picture and asked, "Look at these prophetic tips on the top of the dragon head, can you find out what they have in common?"

Everyone leaned closer, and later they all shook their heads. They didn't see anything strange.

"After the prophecy, all the soldiers of level 5 to 8 came out... There is no less than level 5!" Zhang Mu said that he broke the sky. Wei Yang was stunned and hurriedly said, "I understand! Because Yanlong is higher than Paul's 4th level, Paul can't exert all his strength... The rank of the field arms minus Paul's own rank, and the lowest rank of the extra hostile arms..."

"What, what, what? Explain it more clearly, I don't understand!" The Northeaster said blankly.

Zhang Mu explained patiently: "In the face of level 8, or below, Paul will randomly predict the other party as any arms of the level 1 to 8, but if he encounters level 9, Paul will randomly predict the other party as level 2 to 8. By analogy, Yanlong is level 12, so the predicted arms are level 5 to 8. After a pause, Zhang Mu added, "If we meet the 13th-order holy dragon today, then Paul can only randomly turn them into any arms of the 6th to 8th-order nine races. Generally speaking, the higher the rank of the other party, the more it can suppress the effect of Paul's prophecy..."

Now everyone understood, and the fat man rolled his eyes: "Damn it, it's really troublesome to use this thing..."

"It's not troublesome at all. Now that I know Paul's correct usage, the team of Yanlong will definitely die in half an hour!" Zhang Mu finally dared to issue a 100% victory declaration.

Ocus Emperor Paul's Great Prophecy Rules:

1. The number of prophesied arms shall not exceed the number of Paul's body, regardless of the enemy or our side. Once it is exceeded, the great prophecy will not be successfully performed.

2, the large prophecy covers an elliptical shape with a diameter of about 800 meters.

3, the enemy's arms rank exceeds 8, the lowest predicted arms rank is raised, and the highest predicted arms rank is 8.

4, the great prophecy is ineffective against war machinery and ignores anti-demonry.

"Gather, gather, we are a serious dragon slaughter this time. If you have double experience, let's eat it. Level 12 Yanlong, t-t-t-tweep, how many merits and resources can we give? Hahahaha!" Zhang Mu waved his arms and shouted excitedly.

The only studio - "Brother, what the hell are the twelve wings using... I've never seen it!" The only prince's jealous eyes turned blue.

I was choked and said angrily, "How do I know that the good things on this guy are endless... The gap between me and him is getting farther and farther away, alas~" After saying that, he sighed deeply.

"I don't know if you have noticed it. His perverted car seems to be gone." The only prince suddenly said.

"A translucent crossbow car?" I was stunned and recalled the picture of the battle just now. It was true that I didn't find the million-dollar crossbow car in Zhang Mu's team. I nodded and said, "Well, it seems that he used that armor-peaching crossbow car to fight this squid. There are gains and losses..."

Five minutes later, Zhang Mu led the garbage arms into 700 units and 1 team to go to the ancient battlefield for the second time.

On the way, Zhang Mu said an unhatedly, "It's terrible to be uneducated! It doesn't matter if the injury is like this! Da Ben, why are you doing the same? It's too bad for your image in my mind.

The myth was stunned: "Damn? What's the matter? I just went to the bathroom!"

I said angrily, "What's wrong with me?"

"The thing I summoned is called 'the octopus', not 'the squid'!"

"What's the difference between the two?"

Zhang Mu almost sprayed a mouthful of blood on the screen and said feebly, "Forget it, whether it's a squid or an octopus, that's it... What you say..."

"Seriously, what's the difference between the two? Tell me." I tilted my head and asked seriously.

"It's uneducated... It's terrible! How do I know you illiterate people!"

(to be continued)