Chapter 525 Too strong is not my fault!

As the battle entered the white-hot stage, many members with insufficient troops or their own strength were destroyed one after another. In the rest of the time, they had no choice but to look at their partners on the battlefield and pray that they could win the battle smoothly.

Zhang Mu glanced at the battlefield in his busy schedule. The situation on the battlefield can only be described as a mess, and there were corpses of arms everywhere. After an hour of fierce fighting, the surviving team members had to face more orc soldiers. However, those who can still stabilize their defenses in such a cruel war are all top masters in the reputation list. Whether it's military strength or work, they are much better than ordinary players.

Boom!

Another (team) stone giant was shot through his chest, and the huge body made of boulders was smashed into powder in the air and smashed into the ground.

The battle officially ended after 1 hour and 20 minutes. At this time, there were only less than 100 players left on the battlefield.

This is a brilliant victory!

"Wow! I finally won." Everyone was relieved.

When calculating the reputation, Zhang Mu was surprised to find that the reputation he gained in this battle was 26 times that of when he teamed up with A Mu before, and the time wasted and the reputation consumed by the resurrection arms were almost 23 times. Continue at this speed. After 10 hours, he can turn his reputation into a 'legend'. If everything goes well, the next thing to do is to accumulate resources and gold coins and build a level 10 barracks, Yunzhong City.

Thinking of the strong attack ability of the archangel and the blazing angel, Zhang Mu had the impulse to drool.

But things are often not as simple as Zhang Mu imagined. As soon as he led the team back to the disk, hundreds of players asked to withdraw from the team.

"Eh? Why? Zhang Mu was stunned.

The member who retired from the team said with a sad face, "Big, it's not that we don't want to be with you to improve our reputation, but it's too difficult here. The reputation can be used to resurrect the arms... At this rate, after fighting in the nine-ethnic war zone for the past two days, I can't even get the prestige of the 9th-order soldiers..."

Before Zhang Mu spoke, another member said, "Dude, you're not bad. At least it's flat. I'm unlucky. I lost 300 points of prestige for nothing..."

Zhang Mu was immediately relieved, nodded, and silently agreed to their request to leave the team.

There is no phenomenon of eating a big pot of rice in the nine-ethnic war zone. Whoever has strong troops and kills more monsters can gain more prestige. Those players who can't keep up with their strength play the role of master training in this battle. Not only can they not get any benefits at all, but they will also fall into a difficult situation where they can't make ends meet.

Just by looking at the leaderboard, you can know that the top players led by Zhang Mu, A Mu and Da Ben are the top players who really earn a lot of prestige. Almost all of them have gained 15 to 20 times their reputation. The number of such top players is about 30. The slightly inferior group, such as the huge group and the frozen group, have gained 5 to 10 times the usual reputation, and the number of such players is about 100. Excluding these 130 people, almost all of the remaining 400 people are shouting with prestige, and most of them even lost their money in this battle.

"Well, it's my fault. Think about it first if you have nothing to do... In this case, you can go to the 4th floor first." Zhang Mu shook his head helplessly and said, "There are many patrol heroes in it. In order to improve the efficiency of fighting monsters as soon as possible, we'd better be in a group of 8 to 12 people, with similar strength and strength. I think this can save a lot of time."

"This proposal is good. Anyway, the monsters in it can't be finished. It's better to hunt separately. Da Ben, I'm in the same group with you." The myth said with a sad smile.

I nodded and answered, "Well, 8 to 12 of the same strength... Well, first of all, let me form this team, A Mu, Fatty, Ye... You come here..."

"The strong group is strong, and the weak group is weak, so that the situation of the battle just now will not happen." Wei Yang entered my team with a smile.

When everyone was looking for his team members separately, Zhang Mu came to me and didn't wait for him to speak. I said, "It's full, twelve, go and play. Don't come to our team to join the fun. Your ice age is too powerful, and you will have much less prestige in us." After saying that, he pulled the team to the side in a very affectionate way.

"Hey! Hey, hey! Da Ben, you are really..." Zhang Mu muttered and ran to the big team on the right. He smiled and said, "Tang Tian, come on, form one."

He patted a smiling face charmingly and gently refused, "Little master, you... you'd better find another team... Our level 9 barracks have not been built yet, hehehehehe." In fact, the heart that refused Zhang Mu's heart was dripping with blood, and he smiled with tears.

"This, all right. - Silkworm!"

"I don't have your share." The frozen silkworm replied without hesitation.

In a blink of an eye, all the companions around him formed one team after another, and Zhang Mu was left alone in the empty field for a while. He grabbed his head and said in a loud voice, "It's not my fault to be too strong... A group of guys who are forgetful! Humph, if you don't pull it down, I'll go alone!"

On some special occasions, being too strong is not necessarily a good thing. Zhang Mu is a living example. He can't find the right team for him at all.

The so-called loneliness of the master is the current Zhang Mu.

After restoring the full magic value, Zhang Mu ran in the direction of the rockery array, and more than a dozen nearby teams entered the battle space earlier.

"Well, give it a try." Zhang Mu bumped into a hero riding on a skeleton horse.

Indrusive in the battle space!

Ghost hero strength: 30,000 units of skeleton warriors, 12,000 units of plague zombies, 3 teams of 3000 units of ghosts, 4000 vampire count, 4000 ghost swordsmen, 2 teams of 2000 units of golden crown corpse witch king, 1 team of 2000 units of death, 1000 black death, 50 0 Dark Ghost Dragon, 200 Dead Bone Dragon.

The opponent's lineup is unprecedentedly powerful. There are all kinds of 1 to 10 levels of soldiers of the ghost clan, and there are many of them. In the face of such a luxurious military assignment, players can only rely on Boss to attack them. Players without Boss have only one dead word on the fifth floor.

"Well..." Zhang Mu touched his chin and said, "More than half of the ghosts can be killed in the Ice Age... So, how to deal with the rest of the troops? If you use Shelley, I'm afraid the output will not be enough... Use fallen angels and pseudo-skull magic armor? Although the output is enough, the other party is a ghost. What if it is useless to suck blood and lose dozens of units of fallen angels? As soon as the 9th-level earth knight was resurrected, it cost me thousands of reputation. If the fallen angel was resurrected..." Zhang Mu patted his head hard and scolded, "I'm really a fool. Why do you want to practice with ghosts!" Nasty inanimate arms! Forget it... I'll put up with it this time!"

Nine clan battlefield resurrection rules: the greater the number, the higher the rank, and the more prestige required for resurrection. If the Boss arms are killed in the nine-ethnic war zone, the resurrection requires an extremely large amount of prestige.

(to be continued)