Chapter 560 Black Shop, Little Soldier's Grain Pills

'Boom!'

'Boom!'

The earth trembles and cracks appear!

The damage caused by the meteor hammer in the tyrannical werewolf's hand was far beyond Zhang Mu's imagination. The ground frozen by the 'Ice Age' magic was devastated by him.

A tall guy like this is extremely flexible to move. He almost sticks to the side of the land knight. Every time he waves the big guy in his hand, he will smash several poor cannon fodder into meat sauce.

'Poo!'

A blood spring soared out of the tyrannical werewolf's neck. The tyrannical werewolf turned around, pinched the fallen angel's slender neck with his furry claws, smashed it to the ground, and then smashed it.

"This werewolf is really..." Zhang Mu swallowed his mouth and no longer dared to rush to touch its mold. Only this time, the fallen angel was killed by 400 units. If there was no skeleton magic armor to protect himself, the fallen angel would have died many times.

A Mu smiled bitterly and said, "Twelve, don't be so impulsive... Slowly use the remote exhaustion to kill him. You absolutely can't fight hard. The attack power of this thing is too strong."

'Why didn't you say it earlier...' Zhang Mu said in his heart with black lines.

"How did you play this Boss before?" While the fallen angel was flying in the air waiting for the 'blood-sucking' cooling time, Zhang Mu asked.

"Flying a kite." A Mu said, "Although the speed of the tyrannical werewolf is fast, it is not as fast as the dragon clan. Therefore, in the past, I would divide 1 unit of golden dragon to take it around."

What are you going to do?

After the dark ruling sword dropped several teams of Warcraft wolves in seconds, its owner flapped its wings again and shuttled through the leafy forest.

"So, what about those little monsters?"

"The same way, slow down... pull them around, and then wait for the magic recovery time... Although it is very stable, too much time is wasted." A Mu smiled and said, "There are many ways to fight Boss. The stupidest way is to fight with him... Twelve, if your fallen angel doesn't have this set of 'weird' armor, he will definitely come up with a better way... I believe this very much."

"Will I be so stupid? I don't ring the clock and run to hit the iron... But... You're right. People are a creature with a habit of surnames. Since I have fallen angels and this 'Kai', I rarely think about strategic matters... I have to admit that I have a strong dependence on them."

Zhang Mu did not forget when he spoke. The Hortda patriarch and the fallen angel stood bravely in the middle of the storm.

After more than ten minutes of fighting, the corpses of the Warcraft wolf were everywhere, and the tyrannical werewolves also suffered more than half of the casualties. If it hadn't been for the 'blood-sucking fallen angel' to help output, it would have to wait at least half an hour to kill the tyrannical werewolves.

Except for Zhang Mu, all the 10-level arms stood far behind to make soy sauce.

It is not easy to hoard level 10 arms. Unless you have to, who will use them to fight monsters?

"Go to hell!"

Zhang Mu shouted violently, as if he had turned into the black-winged fallen angel. He raised his sword and cut off the head of the tyrannical werewolf.

"It used to take three hours, but now it's done in less than an hour." A Mu smiled and ordered everyone to go to the resources burst out by the monsters.

"Aa, it fell out again."

"Huh?"

'Werewolf Meteor Hammer: Attack +7, right-handed weapon.'

"Twelve, this hammer..."

Zhang Mu shook his head and said, "I don't want it. Take it." Zhang Mu's goal is a better strategic treasure. He has long looked down on ordinary goods like this, which just confirms the sentence - from simplicity to luxury, from luxury to simplicity.

A Mu smiled and took the meteor hammer and said, "Twelve, we will buy other adventure props in the store, but there is one thing. You'd better bring a few to avoid the death of Boss arms..."

Zhang Mu was walking towards the wild store. Hearing A Mu's words, he stopped and said, "Huh? What?"

"'Bingliang pills', you will know when you enter the store."

When he opened the wild store, a counter suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Mu, and people who looked directly at a wide range of items were d dreted.

"Shading powder: After sprinkling, it can make nearby invisible creatures invisible within 20 seconds. Price: 100,000/group.

" spirits: Using it next to the bonfire can increase the merit value per second for 15 minutes. The more players who use spirits at the same time, the more merit they will get. Price: 300,000 yuan/bottle.

"Turch: The field of view is increased by 20 meters. Price: 100,000/handle.

"Ai, is this the thing?" Zhang Mu stared at several round ammunition in the last column in a daze.

"Little soldier's grain pills: 30% of Boss troops can be restored after taking them, and they can also be used after death. Price: 1 million/piece.

Zhang Mu only felt a burst of dizziness in his head.

"Is this money robbery or something? This is equivalent to a blood bottle that restores Boss's 30% health value, and it costs 1 million gold coins! Even on the level 9 map, how many gold coins can you get every day? Zhang Mu made a serious protest. This store is too dark and scary!

Huang Quan said aside, "It's better to buy a self-defense. The cost of resurrection after Boss's death requires 2 million gold coins..."

"Ah?" Zhang Mu was stunned and asked, "A Mu, have you found the altar of resurrection?"

"Yes, I found it, but there are no gold coins in the town." A Mu shrugged his shoulders and said, "Even if there is, I don't plan to resurrect... The resurrection cost is 2 million, and for each resurrection, the resurrection cost will increase by 500,000..."

Silence... Deadly silence...!

"Look at the system... It doesn't want us to resurrect the lost Boss at all!" Zhang Mu wants to cry a little.

In fact, 2 million gold coins are not much for Zhang Mu, but the current problem is that Yunzhong City has not been successfully upgraded. How can he spend 2 million to resurrect Boss?

"No, no, no!" A Mu waved his hand and said, "I think the meaning of the system should be to let us get used to fighting with different Bosses, not just one..."

"Good, you're cruel! I admit it!" Zhang Mu gritted his teeth fiercely and bought two small soldier grain pills in one go.

"It's in the middle of the ancient forest. We don't know exactly what it is. We can only adapt to the changes." After the rectification, A Mu looked at Zhang Mu doubtfully: "Twelve, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Mu said with a sad face, "Os, I'm fine. Let's go... I didn't hit anything. I lost 2 million first. I'm heartbroken."

"Ha ha ha, if you don't pay, you can't get the money." A Mu smiled and lit the torch he had just bought from the store.

When the torch was lit, the surroundings suddenly lit up.

"Have you bought all the 'powder'?" A Mu asked his partner beside him.

"Well, I've bought it all. Counting the rest before, there are 3 groups per person, which should be enough. If it's really not enough, come back and buy it later. The plague returned.

"Okay, let's go! Enter the middle!"

(to be continued)