Chapter 98 The first three of the 97th Regiment have always been appetizing sleepers! What the hell is this?

Chapter 98 97.The first three of the group book is always an appetizer . Crap! What the hell is this? [3760]

(Extra for brother ‘Summer’s Indulgence’ [2/5])
“Fuck! This boss design is too outrageous, instead of a hard berserk mechanic when bloodied, it switches to a soft berserk? The final stage is a one-time event with six stone goblins?
Who the hell can withstand that!”

In the second hall, in the midst of the chaos, Happy Stick, whose head was still bleeding, was sitting on the corpse of the stone goblin leader that had been beaten into a pile of rubble.

He looked at the corpses of the players that were being collected in front of him with some sudden frustration.

Everything was going well, but it turned out that he didn’t have time to adjust his stance at the last moment, directly allowing the little monsters to swoop into the crowd.

It was nothing short of a massacre!

“How many died?”

He asked in a low voice as he caught his breath and accepted the rejuvenating winds thrown by Brother Woo Meow to heal his wounds.

“7 dead, 2 seriously injured, fortunately the Tiger Leopard Rider brothers reacted quickly and hardened themselves against the two sides of the onslaught, otherwise we still have to suffer.”

Brother Woo Meow patted his shoulder and said:

“The dead are new players, equipment skills are almost and reaction did not keep up, this game’s blood strip is paper, they think they can top two but by the small monsters a few claws to take away.

You’re not to blame.

You commanded well enough, it’s purely due to unclear boss mechanics.

This damn game has too heavy a death penalty and emphasizes realism so there is no such thing as a timeline, it’s all about improvisation.

However, to be honest, the difficulty of the copy of the old one is really not high, not to mention 60 people, I think 20 people can also be able to top, provided that the skills and equipment and level of the lack of one.

Right now, our strength is still almost the same.”

“Hmm.”

Happy Stick nodded and glanced behind him.

The recognized “Little Red Hand”, Garnet, was touching the corpses, constantly searching for usable materials from the collapsed Ghost Leader’s body, while the Dirt Truck guy next to her, who was in charge of recording the DKPs, was using a special psychic bag to put those usable materials into it in full view of the public.

That’s the beauty of a real game!

There’s nothing about equipment that’s designed to be picked up and bound, and it’s perfectly fine to wait until after the duplicate has been fought to talk about distribution.

Here’s the bad thing about real games!

There is no way that the large stone ghost boss can have a weapon or drop that can be equipped by the player.
The whole body is stone, the drop also has no place to load ah, also see some armor pieces and strange stone can be taken out to trade to Mrs. Tris that alchemist for a few pocket money.

“Brother Stick! There’s a switch for the constructs in the guard room on the second floor!”

Good Dove found something in her exploration of the second floor and leaned over the railing to shout down to the bottom:

“Missy left simple instructions on how to maneuver it, quickly bring up the Psychic Goblin Cores dropped by the Boss, we can now control all the Goblin Constructs in the entire copy.”

“Good!”

Stick said as his eyes lit up and he got up:
“With the Stone Ghost’s help, there are more tactics to choose from next, everyone rest for a few minutes to get ready to continue, I estimate that the Blood Vulture Elites for the achievement requirements are in the next zone. If the next BOSS is still of this intensity, it shouldn’t be too much of a problem for us guys to beat the level.”

Happy Stick was optimistic enough to make such a judgment, and then they activated the remaining constructs in the copy to distribute them beside each of the smaller players as temporary attendants.

These constructs required psychic energy to maneuver.

Ordinary players could only give vague commands through arithmetic pearls, but dedicated psychics like Brother Woo Meow and Che Che and Pigeon Treasure could manipulate them more precisely, even bringing two at once.

They felt a huge increase in strength.

So after the NPCs of the Cardman’s Self-Rescue Army took over the defense of the second hall, they confidently pushed their way into the main building of the Blood Wyvern Cloister. But not even ten minutes later, the crowd of players were taken out by the sneak attack of those godforsaken elite vampires of the Insanity Family, taking out eight of them, and retreated back again in a sorry state.

“F*ck! There’s definitely something wrong with this monster’s numerical design, isn’t there?”

The Happy Stick people were all about to be all stupid.

Exasperated, he jumped in place and cursed:

“How is it that the strength of the small monsters in Area 2 have caught up with the BOSSes in Area 1? Is this really reasonable? The general strength of those small monster vampires are all at the Black Iron rank!

There’s also the crazy reinforcement of the Astral Spirit Energy, we can’t even keep up with their speed, and we’re almost killed in seconds when we run into them, so this is still an ass! The development team is sick!
This is already an obvious work failure, right?”

“Is there a possibility, Stick?”

Good Pigeon, who was also grimy, came over and said to Happy Stick with an odd expression, pointing at the black rubble in the hall:

“The Stone Ghost we just fought might not be a BOSS, it’s just a copy of a rare monster or something like that.”

“Blanch, when you say it like that it seems really possible!”

The Happy Stick people were shocked.

But on second thought it came back to him, and he rubbed his chin and said:
“Wait, I suddenly realized something, maybe this is another option very similar to the Smuggler’s Woodland kind of desperation, and the development team is trying to make us realize that we can’t use normal thinking to get through this real copy.

That said, there shouldn’t be this many of our own NPCs in a normal copy, but right now there’s not only camp militia but also elite units like witch hunters, so the real way to play this copy shouldn’t be us burying our heads in the sand and charging.

The strength gap is too big!
I think our real duty should be to assist the NPCs, so the development team deliberately arranged a process boss here, the purpose is to give us a temporary follower like the Stone Ghost Constructor, so that it’s more convenient for us to finish our job.

Right!

The logic makes sense when you put it that way.

Brother Woo Meow, quickly reorganize the manpower, let’s go through the witch hunters’ side, use gargoyles or flesh to attract the monsters, and use the same tactics as just now!
Lure those crazy vampires over to the elite witch hunters and let them kill them, we’ll just mix assists and heads!

Shit!
This is the correct way to play this copy!”

“Got it, brothers follow me.”

Brother Woo Meow wiped the bruise on his forehead and brought his four great warriors and his old watch before running through the passage on the other side to explore the way.

The other players grabbed a break to have a meal in passing.

That’s the bad thing about this game.

If you don’t eat, you’ll be hungry, and if you’re hungry for a long time, you’ll be weak and pass out, but there’s no satiety value setting, so it’s all up to the players to perceive it.

Immersion is indeed there, but in the battle is a little too inconvenient, and the most asshole setting is that the player’s sense of taste is fully simulated, you say that every day just eat bread people can not stand, it seems that in the future to learn to cook is also a very useful skill.

Just as they were recuperating, the team channel of the player interface was suddenly sent a [Blood Vulture Traitor] achievement, and Brother Woo Meow then shouted in the team channel:
“Come mix up the achievements! Brother Stick’s guess was right, pulling monsters over to mix assists could also light up the achievement! But there are injuries on the Witch Hunters’ side, so come on a few people and drag them back to the safe zone in the second hall for the Militia’s healers to treat them.”

“Go! Guys, hit the monsters.”

Stick, who had finally taken care of the replica mechanism, laughed and led the players who had regained their confidence to rush over in a great rush.

At first, the witch hunter elites who were hunting and fighting in front of them were disgusted with these rookies, but they soon realized that these vampire worshippers had their own set of cunning methods.

They used their gargoyle followers to “lure” them around, leading those astral spirit energy crazy blood vulture vampires to the side of the witch hunters’ defense line.

This allowed the elite hunters not to risk their own lives to find their targets, but only to set up ambushes along the defense line to wait for their turn.

With the cooperation of the two sides, the losses of the witch hunters were reduced, so the commanders of several squads of witch hunters immediately acquiesced to this “unethical” method of warfare, and with the cooperation of the players and the witch hunters, the front line continued to advance forward rapidly.

The injured witch hunters were carried back to the second hall by the players, and a few low-level oak apprentice players stayed here to treat the witch hunters.

They originally had complaints, but soon realized that the kills of the witch hunters they healed after rejoining the battle could actually be counted as their assists.

Now everyone was satisfied.

Under this good collaboration, Kachitonitai picked up a witch hunter who had been attacked and fell to the ground on his back and ran towards the back, running all the way back to the second hall before throwing that guy on the ground and preparing to continue to mix up the assists. But soon he realized that the witch hunter in front of him who had been slashed a few times hissed, how a bit familiar ah?
“Splat.”

A few seconds later, Kaki suddenly bent down and slapped this frail witch hunter on the cheek.

Directly to the latter dry confused, wide-eyed staring at the vampire worshipper in front of him, while the khaki Tony too slapped him but did not continue to attack, but crossed his waist and waved his hand and said:

“You’re the kid who hit me earlier in the village of Moorland! I can remember you, now we’re even.”

After saying that, the revenge sports student hummed a song in a happy mood and ran back to the front position, leaving behind a face full of dumbfounded witch hunter issued a dumbfounded slap on his face.

He had just thought that these cunning guys were going to take advantage of the opportunity to lay their hands on him, and he was ready to draw his sword, but this was the result?

I fucking slapped you a couple days ago and I’m still remembering it?
Are these vampire worshippers sick?
On the player’s side, the job of luring monsters is always risky, especially for those melee players who are not familiar with long range weapons, they can’t shoot so accurately with guns, and after the reimbursement of their assigned gargoyle followers, they can only use the dangerous way of “luring monsters in the flesh”.

But the speed of the vampire is not blowing, this high-risk action is basically a case of “missing in the netherworld”.

“Shit! I was stared at by three vampires, they are blocking me, this is to kill the mother.”

Spicy Goo Goo Chicken ran to attract monsters and soon had an accident.

He wailed in the team channel, obviously hit the “jackpot” by three crazy vampires as a target, no way to run back to the witch hunters position can only run around.

Worried about their son, Badger and Che Che immediately decided to help.

Although the game’s death penalty is very serious, but now this kind of thing if you sit back and watch the goo goo chicken was slaughtered, later after the line in the dormitory will certainly have a conflict, may be infuriated goo goo chicken body Gank.

“You two take him and run out from the left! Take the passage over there and go all the way forward without detouring to get back to the second hall.”

Pigeon Treasure looked furiously at the copy map for a while and instructed Badger and Che Che:
“I’ll take Snail and Meowshark to meet you over there, there’s 120 militia in the second hall along with the wounded witch hunters, one round of flurry fire should be able to take care of the three vampires, but you’ll have to be quick.”

“Understood!”

Badger replied back, lifted up a light round shield and escorted Che Che, who was a psychic apprentice, towards the direction of the goo goo chicken.

The vampires along the way were basically pitted clean by the cooperation of the small players and the witch hunters, and they soon discovered the goo goo chicken that was already covered in blood.

This guy is a big swordsman, endurance is relatively strong for a moment and a half will not die, to see the dormitory son of his own son ran to save himself to his touched by a mess, the true feelings of the flow of almost fell into tears.

Three people converge, car car threw out alchemical smoke bomb cover, according to the original plan to the second hall retreat.

But the three crazy vampires will not let go of them, all the way to chase over to kill, so that the guest defender Badger soon fell into a bitter battle.

They should be glad that the vampires in this “copy” were all weakened by the blood essence extracted by Salokdar’s secret technique, otherwise they would have been killed in a single glance when facing the three vampire hunters of Black Iron rank.

“F*ck, there’s someone in front of us!”

Che Che, who was a psychic, quickly sensed the dark psychic energy fluctuation in front of them blocking the exit, that meant there were vampires forcing their way over in front of them as well.

The three little players immediately fell into despair.

They had already realized that it was impossible for them to escape.

But in the next instant, that despair morphed into the players’ characteristic fight to the death, Che Che screamed and cursed with red eyes as he distributed the alchemy bombs in his bag to Badger and Goo Goo Chicken, who decided to take one or two with them even if they were to hang here.

Although the dormitory brothers can’t talk about the same mind, but there is also a tacit understanding after living together for more than three years.

They formed a counter-attack formation back to back in silent communication, and as the mad vampire’s wild roar approached, the three little players prepared themselves.

But just as they made up their minds to die together, a sudden scream rang out from the corridor in front of them giving the three players the creeps.

It was the scream of a vampire!

There were witch hunters on this side too?
That’s not right, their line of defense is clearly on the other side!
Could it be that Lord Murphy, who had slipped up before, has come to rescue his cute little player?

While they were in a daze, the three epileptic vampires chasing behind them roared and pounced over.

Badger and Goo Goo Chicken immediately stepped forward to fend them off with great difficulty, while Che Che kept squeezing his psychic energy to throw out psychic energy blasts in an attempt to bind the elite monsters that were moving at super-fast speeds.

Just as the three of them were fighting to the death, a formidable blood shadow smashed through the wall and crashed into the battlefield wielding a scarlet sword.

As Badger and Goo Goo Chicken watched in shock, the tall figure smashed down the crazy vampire with a single blow of his sword, and then turned back to snap the neck of another vampire like a chicken and slammed it to the ground like a chicken, and then executed it with his claws.

So cleanly killed two knocked down crazy people, the last was stunned immediately turned to run, the result was this fierce man grabbed the heavy sword smashed over.

Putting its whole person through the chest, smashing down one wall and then pinning it to the second wall.

“Crap! So fierce!”

Invincible Tyrannosaurus Rex Carriage’s entire body looked dumbfounded from the side.

The Elite Vampire that had been beating up their players like they were chopping up vegetables was easily slaughtered like a chicken by this fierce man that suddenly appeared in front of him.

This strength is really absolute.

Judging from the display of strength in lifting weights alone, this guy was probably even stronger than Lord Murphy and Missy.

But the question is, where did this guy come from?
We haven’t seen him in our own NPC camp.

“Poof!”

This suddenly appeared fierce NPC coldly executed the last sneak attacking vampire with a bloody claw, and only after the other party turned into scarlet ashes and died with a miserable scream did he shoulder his heavy sword and look back at the three small players.

The blood vulture battle armor that covered his face was already covered with heavy blood stains like a ghost’s face, and just being stared at by this guy made the three small players’ strands tremble.

Fuck!
I’m afraid this isn’t a BOSS, right?
“Citizens! Why are you still running around outside when it’s so dangerous? Come with me! This place is full of crazy monsters. I am the Blood Vulture Citizen Protection Officer, I must protect you all!”

As a result, this NPC opened his mouth and came up with a string of words that made the three little players look at each other blankly in the translation of the player interface.

Blood Vulture Protector?

What kind of title was that? It sounded like some sort of official position?
“Hey, he doesn’t seem to be mentally normal Yakko.”

Cuckoo Chicken whispered to his two brothers:

“Look at the coat of arms on him! It’s the one on his breastplate, why is it exactly the same as the coat of arms on Onii-chan’s cloak? So who the hell is this guy?”

“Quickly follow! Citizens, it’s dangerous out there, I must protect you! Hurry!”

The not-so-sane fierce NPC urged one after another, making the three small players follow him.

Thinking that they must have triggered some hidden plot, the student party followed obediently, and after bending like a circle and passing through several camouflaged walls, the guy led them to a deep hall with a blocked door and demanded that they go in immediately.

“Hide inside! Don’t come out!”

The fierce NPC blocked the door with both hands on his greatsword like a statue, and beside him lay at least a few dozen faded stone statues of executed vampires.

His low, raspy voice came out from underneath his face armor, saying:
“I will notify you when it is safe to do so, and you will not be harmed until I fall, as is my duty as the Protector of the People!

Get in!”

The three little players look at me and I look at you.

They were a little confused as to what drug this NPC was selling, but worried that they would offend him if they didn’t go in, so they pushed open the door behind them and walked in.

As a result, in the next instant, the three froze in place in unison.

“Fuck! How come there are so many people here?”

(End of chapter)