Chapter 558 Fierce Flame

"It is said that it is a Boss arms, but in fact, just like the monsters in ordinary RPG games, each Boss has its highest attack power, and their own units can be calculated as blood volume." While assisting A Mu's four people in the team to suppress the Boss in front of him, Zhang Mu explained to Fatty and others: "The damage caused by the ordinary arms of 100,000 units and the Boss arms of 100,000 units is completely different. If you are touched by the former, I'm afraid there will be no slag left. The latter is different. The damage that Boss can cause will not decrease due to the decrease in number, nor will it increase due to the increase in the number. There is a balance value in the middle. I explain it like this. Do you understand?

"I understand what you said. Ordinary arms and Boss arms have their own strengths. The former wants quantity, and the latter wants to do it. The fat man nodded and said yes.

"Well, that's right." Zhang Mu smiled contemptuously and sighed: "The battle mode of the 10th-level map is more and more like RPG... The test of players is also getting more and more powerful. If it is an ordinary RPG game, you only need to control a professional battle. If you are injured, you can recover with life potions. In this game, once you are injured, It's going to consume a few days of troops... Tut, it's really terrible!"

Zhang Mu's feelings are not unreasonable. Although his level of work has reached the world's first-class level, he still can't stand his work as a soldier of more than 50 units at the same time.

While talking, two thieves and two soldiers fell down one after another, and a lot of resources and gold coins were dropped around their bodies. With another fire shot by the Hortda patriarch, the last dwarf also hung up.

After controlling the cannon fodder to picked up the resources on the ground and distributed them equally, A Mu said, "It may be a little difficult next. There are a total of 25 Bosses of 30,000 units."

"Can't you quote one by one? It's okay like just now." Zhang Mu asked doubtfully, and at the same time began to pull out the dragon and fly cannon fodder in the marching tent. More than 10 of them died in the battle just now, which must be added.

A Mu shook his head: "No, we have tried many times. The remaining 25 bosses are even hateful, including 12 melee and 13 long-range. Although they are all single attacks, because we can't control them with control magic like ordinary arms, the difficulty will increase. A lot." After a pause, A Mu said, "The task of blocking the long-range Boss is up to you and the plague. The gun fodder you use is faster and should be able to surround them at the first time. I, Huangquan and the virus will destroy the melee system in the shortest time to assist you and give us some time."

Zhang Mu put his chin on his chin and asked with a smile, "How did you hit these bosses before?"

The virus urn said, "Before... we all took a detour and didn't attack them. Later, Brother Mu found that if he didn't kill all the monsters on the periphery of the ancient forest, the 'door' entering the inner layer could not be opened.

Zhang Mu suddenly smiled and said, "I understand. So, let's start."

"Plague." A Mu called. Obviously, the plague was the monster in A Mu's group of four.

Sum! Sampanium! Sampanium! Sampanium!

The mercenaries in the adventurer camp showed their weapons in their hands. The first brunts were several thieves who moved very fast. They used their 'stalking' to hide their bodies in the dense forest and touched the crowd with brisk steps.

Warriors, mages, and archers follow closely behind the thieves.

After these bosses entered the encirclement, A Mu shouted, "Kill! Twelve, the plague, the mages and archers behind will trouble you!"

"Don't worry, it's on me!" Zhang Mu smiled, and the plague also nodded: "I know."

Dragon flies and eagle-body banshees rushed at them from the already ambush place and bit them headless. Of course, the attack is not the main purpose. The main purpose is to separate the distance between them and the melee and reduce the pressure of the three people behind them.

'Wo!'

'Poo!'

The fallen angel's dark ruling cross sword cut off the robe of a human female mage. After a short scream, the human female mage angrily waved her scepter and knocked on the fallen angel's head.

It's not that Zhang Mu intended to belittle the bosses in the ancient forest, but their attack power was far worse than that of the Hort patriarch he challenged at the beginning. A magic only killed 30 units of fallen angels.

Seeing that the fallen angel was not life-threatening at all, Zhang Mu began to attack crazily. The fallen angel fought closely, the long-range assistance of the big clan, and the seamless cooperation between the arms and the boss were seamless. In just a few minutes, he killed four mages.

The powerful performance of the fallen angel and the Hort patriarch was stunned by the plague. His black dragon does not have pseudo-skull magic armor like the fallen angel. Even if he dies in a unit, he will be distressed for a long time. Therefore, his main output is only 'dead ghosts'. Helplessly, this Boss is obviously an auxiliary category. Both attack and defense are far less than the Hort chief. At the same time, the number of bosses attacked by dead ghosts has dropped to 26,000.

"Hand them down, I'll help you right away." Zhang Mu shouted at the plague.

"You don't need to help!" The plague gritted its teeth and snorted: "Ferocious flame!"

Wow! Whew! Whew!

The demon head condensed from the black magic flame fell from the sky with a roaring wind, covering several mages and archers in the field in an instant. Suddenly, a ghost cry and wolf howled in the middle of the magic flame!

A large area of scarlet letters floated out, and everyone of Boss, who was attacked by the fierce god and demon flame, suffered from 1,000 to 2,000 damage. Except that the range was too small, the power was no less than that of the Ice Age!

'This is really someone outside. There is a sky outside, and it can't be sloppy at all...' Zhang Mu sighed in his heart.

The plague released the 'fierce god and demon flame' twice in a row before it stopped. According to Zhang Mu's guess, the magic should have been used up.

With the anti-defense effect of 'Magic Flame', the number of bosses controlled by the plague has dropped quite quickly, but at this time, seven corpses have been lying at the feet of the fallen angel, and a large area of shiny, shiny resources and gold coins have burst out next to the body.

"Why are you so competitive? The purpose of my visit this time is to help you clear the ancient forest. It's not to show off your force to you. You don't have to be full of hostility, right?" Zhang Mu smiled at the plague, shook his head, and now controlled the fallen angel to fly behind.

A Mu, Huang Quan and Virus are entangled with the bosses of the melee department.

The plague snorted with a cold face. God knew what he was thinking.

Maybe it's self-esteem... A group of poisonous fog spewed out by toad beasts covered the soldiers. Under the siege of several teams of mini demons and land knights, more than half of the 12 people have been killed and injured in close combat.

"Ah, twelve, why don't you wait for us to finish the reinforcements... Sure enough, it's a master... who killed the Boss..." A Mu smiled bitterly and slandered, 'It seems that I really invited a great character this time.'

(to be continued)